Gu Changan looked worried, "Liu Dacheng, what are you talking about? Is it reasonable for a grown man to be in a panic?"
At this point, his tone softened, "Tell me, what's the matter?"
Liu Dacheng took a deep breath and said, "Village Chief, the river has stopped flowing and there is no water."
Gu Changan's face stiffened, and then he relaxed. He had already guessed that the river would stop flowing, "If it breaks, it will break. As long as the well has water."
Liu Dacheng excitedly slapped his hand on his thigh, "Village Chief, if there is water in the well, I won't be in a hurry. The water from my well is full of mud, and so is the one from Goudan's house next door."
"What!"
Gu Changan was stunned, and everyone watching was in an uproar. How is this possible? Everyone who came to their senses rushed towards their homes. If there was no water, something serious would really happen. Gu Changan came back to his senses and stretched out his hand.
Grabbing Liu Dacheng's hand, "Are you sure?"
"Village Chief, how could I joke about something like this?"
Liu Dacheng shook his head with an ugly expression, "I looked at several wells, and the water that comes out is all muddy water, which is not drinkable at all."
"It's over!"
Gu Changan's eyes were dull. Lin Jiuniang was right. It was really a drought. Starting from this afternoon, Anle Village began to be in chaos, and every household entered the mode of grabbing water. The chaos in Anle Village did not affect Liu Sanni's sister and brother, but it affected her more.
Not until Lin Jiuniang. Liu Sanni's sister and brother stayed behind closed doors, but Lin Jiuniang was so cool in the prison. She slept when she was tired and ate when she woke up. Not to mention how cool she was. It was the traditional Chinese characters that completely stumped her.
A college student from the 21st century. She had a feeling that it knew me, but I didn’t know it. She could only stare at them and stare. But Lin Jiuniang soon thought of a solution. There is strength in numbers, right? Prison
There were many prisoners in the prison, and there were all kinds of people there, maybe even a few scholars. So Lin Jiuniang said loudly to all the prisoners that as long as she said one sentence of the Three-Character Sutra, whoever could say the next sentence would be treated to wine and meat.
As soon as she came out, she was immediately despised by everyone. But Lin Jiuniang didn't say anything, and threw a few pieces of silver into the aisle. The prisoners who were laughing and despising beside her were quiet. Sure enough, she agreed to the sentence "The rich are the masters."
Because of this, Lin Jiuniang's plan to write an enlightenment book for Liu Silang went very smoothly. As long as there was someone who didn't know how to read, she said the previous sentence and someone immediately responded to the next sentence. At first, many people responded, but later on
At that moment, there was only a magnetic and aged male voice left to answer her words. Lin Jiuniang didn't think much about it, she just thought the other person's voice sounded nice. And she kept her promise and paid the jailer to buy wine and meat, so that everyone could
People were very happy. On the second day, Lin Jiuniang took advantage of the victory and asked someone to get another book. She continued to add pinyin, but the only one she could pick up was the same voice. Although Lin Jiuniang was curious, she didn't meddle in other people's business.
, and continued to add pinyin in this pattern. After writing the last word, she was just about to stretch out and take a rest, when the jailer came to invite her, saying that they wanted to see her. Lin Jiuniang raised her eyebrows, today is not only the second day.
But if the boss wants to see her, can she refuse? Of course she can't. As soon as she collected her things, she followed the jailer and walked out. But just after taking two steps, Lin Jiuniang stopped and looked deep into the prison, "I
If I go out now, I'm afraid I won't come back in. I promised to treat you to drinks and meat, and I won't default on it."
After saying this, she took out five taels of silver and asked the jailer to continue preparing food and drinks for them tonight, especially giving an extra chicken drumstick to the one who was locked up in the innermost room. After giving the instructions, Lin Jiuniang read a poem loudly as she walked. "Sincerity of Life"
Love is precious, and love is more valuable. If you want to be free, you can throw away both. The sloppy-looking man deep in the prison was repeating the poem left by Lin Jiuniang, and suddenly he laughed like crazy.
"It's a waste of twenty years for me to read books about sages, but I can't see as clearly as a woman. It's ridiculous, it's ridiculous, haha!"
"Freedom, I want freedom!"
...Zhao Dezhi was walking around in the study, his brows furrowed tightly. Just this morning, he received reports from village chiefs within his jurisdiction that the rivers and wells had stopped flowing since last night.
It was dry. He was so anxious that he didn't even bother to eat breakfast, so he immediately went to inspect various villages. Sure enough, there was no water. Walking along the upper reaches of the river, the situation was similar. After returning, he immediately repaired the book and asked people to rush to report to the court. Only after that did he think of Lin Jiuniang.
Come on. I immediately asked someone to bring Lin Jiuniang up. After asking what Lin Jiuniang had been doing these past two days, I couldn't help but be stunned. Lin Jiuniang's acting style was really unpredictable. Before long, Lin Jiuniang
After being brought up, when Zhao Dezhi saw her, he couldn't wait to ask, "Lin Jiuniang, how did you know there was a drought?"
"See with your eyes, think with your mind."
Lin Jiuniang gave the answer. Seeing Zhao Dezhi's confused look, she sighed, "Sir, is this kind of thing difficult to guess?"
"If you think about it for yourself, you can guess that the water level of the river has dropped to the point where the river bed is exposed, and the water drawn from the well is muddy water, right? You haven't thought about this problem because your life is too comfortable and you have no
A sense of crisis.”
Zhao Dezhi's eyes were dull. What she said made sense, but he was speechless. Lin Jiuniang was curious, "Master Zhao, so the well can't draw water today, right?"
Zhao Dezhi came back to his senses and nodded towards her with a heavy face, "Last night one after another there were wells that were unable to draw water. As of today, most of them can no longer draw water, and only a few can be dug.
Deeper wells can draw water."
Zhao Dezhi had a terrible headache when he thought about the panicked people outside and the fact that the water level in the canal had dropped by half overnight. With the canal like this, it was not surprising that other rivers had stopped flowing, and the men he sent to observe the canal reported back
, the water level of the canal is gradually declining, and if it continues like this, it will not be long before the flow will be cut off. "Normal," Lin Jiuniang nodded matter-of-factly, "Sir, now that I have proven that what I said was not a rumor, then I am now
Can’t we go back?”
Therefore, her guess was correct. She had no chance to go back to the prison. Zhao Dezhi nodded unnaturally, "You can go back."
Dang's eyes were still looking at Lin Jiuniang with hope, "Lin Jiuniang, since you can see the drought in advance, can you find a way to solve the drought?"
Lin Jiuniang opened her mouth wide and said after a long while: "Mr. Zhao, what nonsense are you talking about? How can I solve this kind of natural disaster? And Mr. Zhao, your words are clearly putting me on the fire.
, not kind."
Zhao Dezhi also realized the inappropriateness of his words, and apologized to Lin Jiuniang: "I am also seeking treatment for my illness indiscriminately. I am confused. Don't take offense to me."
Lin Jiuniang shook her head, looking at the good face of the other person, and gave her own suggestion, "Sir, I have only one opinion. I don't want the whole town to die of thirst. Either we organize people to leave now, or we have people dig wells immediately.
"
"First, even if I were willing, not many people would be willing to leave. The drought has just begun, and the rice will not be harvested for a month, so the people will definitely be reluctant to leave. And everyone is also betting that maybe in the next few days
It will rain."
Zhao Dezhi smiled bitterly and directly overturned the first suggestion. Food and land are the lives of the people. It is absolutely impossible for them to give up. As for the second one... Zhao Dezhi's eyes lit up, "Ms. Lin, the second one is to dig a well.