In the first year of Zhiping, the army in Jinnei, Song, Bo, Chen, Xu, Ru, Cai, Tang, Ying, Cao, Pu, Ji, Shan, Hao, Si, Lu, Shou, Chu, Hang, Xuan, Hong, E, Shi, Yuzhou, Guanghua, Gaoyou army sent envoys to visit, hand over the management and relief, and paid his taxes and rent.

The above is a record in the history of the Song Dynasty. Although it is only a few words, it records a massive flood. Moreover, this flood occurred in the political core area of ​​the Song Dynasty. Dozens of prefectures led by Kaifeng were affected by floods. The worst was even the entire prefectures were flooded, and dead bodies were everywhere on the water. Only a few people who fled to high places were spared.

In contrast, the floods suffered by Kaifeng City are not particularly serious. The Bian River, Cai River, Jinshui River and Wuzhang River are the four main rivers of Kaifeng City. However, under heavy rain, the river water of these four rivers poured back into the city, causing most of the Kaifeng City to be flooded. The deepest places flooded the entire residences. The roads can be shipped, and the shallow places flooded half of the house. Some people escaped in advance, and some who had no time to escape had to climb up the roof to survive.

Although Zhao Yan traveled from later generations, he could not fully remember everything in history. For example, he had no impression of this huge flood, nor did he prepare in advance. As a result, when the rain poured into the county prince's mansion, Zhao Yan had no choice but to make a decision and took the people from the palace to the other courtyard outside the city for a while.

Zhao Yan’s Guangyang County Prince’s Mansion is in the southwest of Kaifeng City, while the other courtyard is in the east of the city. In this way, Zhao Yan and the others need to pass through the Xingguo Temple Bridge above the Bian River, enter Xijiaolou Street, and then go east from Yonglu Street, passing through East Cross Street and Old Caomen Street. The other courtyard of the County Prince’s Mansion is ten miles east of the Old Caomen.

As the steward of the royal palace, Lao Fu was very capable of doing things. By the afternoon, he had prepared ten large cars, including Zhao Yan, Cao Ying and a few close-fitting maids. Most of the remaining cars were filled with some property, and dozens of servants followed him. As for the mansion, there were still many things and servants left in the mansion, they would go to the villa in batches in the next few days.

When Zhao Yan's convoy passed through Xingguo Temple Bridge on the Bian River, he saw that both sides of the river had been flooded with water, and deep water was accumulated at both ends of Xingguo Temple Bridge. When Zhao Yan's vehicle passed, the wheels almost fell into the mud and couldn't come out. In the end, Lao Fu directed more than a dozen servants to push the cart onto the bridge.

There was also water accumulation in Xijiaolou Street and Yonglu Street, but it was not too deep, only reaching the knees of the person. The car Zhao Yan was riding was pulled by four horses, but even so, it was not easy to move forward in the water.

There are not only Zhao Yan's ten big cars on the street. Zhao Yan's vehicles are covered with people who are escaping with their families. Their homes are flooded with water, and they have no way to live in it. Even staying in the house will be dangerous. God knows when the house will be soaked, so it's safer to escape.

Compared to Zhao Yan sitting in the carriage, the people around him who fled were the real victims of the flood. Both men, women, young and old, carried big bags on their bodies, containing everything they could take away from their homes, and even pots and pans were carried with them. People with better conditions drove ox carts, and family members were sitting in the carriages. Men pushed the carriages, while women were carrying huge bags to help men push the carriages. Some were worse, men carried shoulder poles, and children and items were placed in the baskets at both ends. Women and the elderly followed, wading through the turbid mud and water.

Zhao Yan in the carriage looked at the miserable situation of the people fleeing on both sides, and finally sighed, turned his head and looked at his carriage. Cao Ying was lying opposite him, now she was sleeping soundly, but her health was not healing, and she would cough twice from time to time. Xiao Douya and Mixue leaned against each other, and now she was dozing off. Only Xiao Ruding was full of energy and was having fun holding one foot of Xiao Douya.

The peace inside the car is in sharp contrast with the panic outside the car. Although Zhao Yan also sympathizes with the people who flee outside, he is powerless. Even he himself is a member of the escape. Although he has been educated to sacrifice himself since he was a child, people are selfish. Especially in his previous life, Zhao Yan had quite a lot of experience and was no longer the passionate boy back then. He knew that his abilities had limits, nor was he a saint or a great hero who saved the country and the people. He was just an ordinary person with a special identity. All he could do was take good care of the people around him and live his own life. As for disaster relief, naturally, the husbands in the political affairs hall would worry.

When Zhao Yan's carriage arrived at Yonglu Street, he found that the situation here was much better than other places. There was only a thin layer of water on the road, which was at most only ankles. It was worthy of being the closest road to the imperial city. This also accelerated Zhao Yan and the others' advancement speed much faster. However, even so, by the time they left the city gate, it was completely dark.

Lao Fu and his servants walked in front of the road with torches. When they encountered mud ditches on the road, they would stop and fill them with thatch branches to facilitate the passage of the carriages behind them. However, even so, Zhao Yan and his carriages were stuck in the ditch several times and could not get out. After all, in the Song Dynasty, they were all mud roads, and when the rain rushed, they all turned into mud ponds. It was better in the city before. On the one hand, the road conditions in the city were better, and on the other hand, even if they were trapped in the mud, they could spend a few small money to find some young and strong refugees to help carry them out. But now after leaving the city, not only the road is worse, but it is dark. At this time, they can't find someone to help, and they can only rely on their own servants of the palace.

"??" Zhao Yan suddenly felt his carriage tilting to the left, and Cao Ying and Xiao Douya in the carriage were also awakened, and they opened their eyes one by one, looked at Zhao Yan in confusion.

"It's okay, maybe the car is slipping into the ditch again, so Lao Fu will be dealt with!" Zhao Yan said with a light smile. Now they have been out of the city for half an hour. If they were normal, they would have walked ten miles long ago, but the mud-like road surface greatly hindered their progress. They are probably halfway through now.

As soon as Zhao Yan finished speaking, he heard Lao Fu calling someone to push a cart outside the carriage. Then Zhao Yan felt that his carriage was being pushed, and the driver in front of him also beat the horse desperately. However, this time it seemed that it was very deep. The carriage was pushed and shook several times, but it did not come out of the mud pit. Lao Fu outside scolded the servants who pushed the carriage for not doing their best.

"You stay in the carriage and don't move, I'll go out and take a look!" Zhao Yan said without waiting for Cao Ying and the others to react, and then pushed open the car door and walked out. As a result, he found that the rain in the sky was much lighter, and torches could burn in this drizzle, illuminating the surrounding environment, but the place where he saw was full of mud.

After Zhao Yan jumped out of the carriage and came to the carriage, he saw that among the people who were pushing the carriage, not only were there servants from the mansion, but even the guards from the royal palace joined in. However, the faces of these people were covered in black mud, and they all looked exhausted. Even if Lao Fu was jumping and scolding beside him, they really had no strength to push the carriage.

"Old Fu, stop scolding. The guards and servants have made great efforts today." Zhao Yan said at this time. Lao Fu and the guards actually got off the car when they saw Zhao Yan, which surprised them and hurriedly saluted him, "See the Prince!"

Looking at these tired guards and servants, Zhao Yan nodded with a smile, and then said, "I know that thanks to everyone's efforts, everyone is very tired now. But now we are only a few miles away from the other courtyard. As long as we get there, not only can we wash our faces and take a bath, but we can also eat hot rice. I also announced that everyone involved in the moving house today will have a reward of 100 cents. What do you think?"

"Thank you for the reward of the prince!" When the guards and servants heard the rewards, they all replied in high spirits.

"Okay! In order to have a hot meal tonight, I will push the cart with everyone!" Zhao Yan said, tucking the hem of her clothes into her belt, throwing an umbrella over and pushing the cart with everyone.

"You can't!" Lao Fu saw that Zhao Yan was trying to push the cart with them regardless of his identity, so he immediately stepped forward to stop him.

However, Zhao Yan waved his hand gently to block Lao Fu and said, "Lao Fu, you are old, just shout slogans next to you. Let us young people do these heavy work!"

Zhao Yan said, really carrying the car with his shoulders. When the guards and servants saw that even the prince came down to push the car with them, they were all excited and burst into tears. They shouted and pushed it with Zhao Yan. Lao Fu had no choice but to shout horns next to him. As a result, after only two force was used this time, the car was pushed out of the mud.

"Hahaha~, it's done well! We have all been through such a large amount of water in the city. We can't let the last few miles block it. Brothers are cheering up!" Zhao Yan looked at the car moving forward, wiped the mud on his face and laughed, and the guards and servants who were pushing the car with him also responded, and the fatigue just now seemed to be wiped out.

Next, Zhao Yan did not return to the carriage, but commanded the convoy with Lao Fu outside. Every time he encountered a carriage stuck in the mud, Zhao Yan would push the carriage with everyone regardless of his identity. As a result, his clothes quickly turned into mud shirts, and his face was covered with black mud. It was impossible to tell that he was actually a prince of the Song Dynasty.

Cao Ying in the carriage opened the window and looked at Zhao Yan, who was pushing the cart with the servant guards not far away. The beautiful face showed a look of confusion again. A prince who was willing to work with a lowly servant. No matter how bad such a person is, how bad can he be? Thinking of this, Cao Ying found that his heart was so upset for the first time. When he heard the hearty laughter from Zhao Yan after he pushed the car, she made her mood mess up, and her little heart was "pulled" and jumped very hard.
Chapter completed!