Shen Moran, who was extremely tired, fell asleep after speaking. At some unknown time in the middle of the night, the people around her got up and packed up to go to morning classes with the monks. When she woke up, the sky was bright, and her whole body was so painful that she was about to fall apart. .
Recalling her conversation with Zhou Zhan last night, she still wrote a letter and asked Chang Ying to deliver it to Si Yiluo.
Don't be afraid of 10,000, just be afraid of the unexpected. A Luo is still there to be on the safe side.
Sifu.
Chang Jinchan clapped her fingers and said, "Today is the third day. I am really bored by myself!"
Si Yiluo had to go to court every day and go out on business. She sprained her foot and did not dare to be too bold for fear of leaving behind sequelae. She got on the splint and sat under the eaves with a cane, watching Xiang Yun and Chen Zhuo bring a group of people. The guards were competing in the yard and felt very itchy.
Er Qiao, a little maid, accompanied her, and the pair of hairpins on her head attracted attention.
Whenever she thinks about it, she gets scared and finds it funny. There is always a shortage of men in the world who want to rely on women to gain power. She never thought that a dignified prince would do this in order to win over courtiers.
The weather is really nice today... She felt a little hot even while sitting in the shade.
The big Gong Xiyun was thrown to the ground by Chen Zhuo's shoulder. He patted the dust on his body and got up unconvinced to continue the competition with him. The two of them had a bad move. Chen Zhuo suffered the disadvantage of his age and lacked stamina. He was defeated by him. Lift it up and throw it on the pyre.
Aunt Chen finished her work in the kitchen, cut half a white radish, sat down next to her, and said while nibbling on the radish: "White radish is like ginseng. I just picked it out of the sand. It's crispy and sweet. Girl from the Chang family, you Want some?"
He doesn't care about his son at all...
Chang Jinchan found it novel and saw that the radishes in her hand were cut into slices, so she ordered a piece, peeled it and took a bite. It tasted really good.
The weather was dry, so she wanted to eat something moist and juicy. But at this time, in addition to the fruits stored in the ice cellar in the palace, they were not available outside. The injured harem rewarded her with a basket of apples and a basket of tangerines. , finished eating long ago...
"It's not easy to keep white radish until now. Many of them are bran..."
Aunt Chen kept saying "radish", Chen Zhuo got up from the firewood pile, his skin was scratched by the firewood, and the blood stained his clothes, which looked a bit scary.
Aunt Chen complained: "You brat, your clothes are torn again, and I have to mend them for you! Be careful!" She turned around and explained to Chang Jinchan, "In a boy's house, you can't pamper yourself, so you have to If you get beaten, you can withstand beatings only if your skin is rough and your flesh is thick.”
Chang Jinchan actually found this scene very intimate.
"My brothers in my family were scolded by my father in this way when they were young, but my mother always protected them."
Aunt Chen sighed with emotion: "A strict father and a loving mother. It's a pity that Chen Zhuo has no father, otherwise I wouldn't be willing to let him suffer. Our family is a military household, and his father died. He will have to join the army when he is fourteen. On the battlefield A sword and a gun have no eyesight, only by learning from yourself can you save your life."
Chang Jinchan's eyes suddenly sore.
"My father said the same thing. My brothers and sisters are all practicing martial arts. I am the only one who is afraid of hardship and is only half-qualified."
I was ignorant when I was a child, but now I am alone in the capital and have discovered that my parents have long-term plans for me.
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Si Yiluo received a letter from Shen Moran, which contained her hand-drawn topographic map and the location of the peach grove.
This topographic map didn't seem to be anything special at first, so she put it aside. After finishing her official work, she picked it up and looked at it, and then she realized that it was special.
There are formations in the mountains.
After staring at the graphics for a while, she rubbed her eyes. There was too little description on the picture. If she wanted to know what the formation was, she would have to go on a field trip to investigate.
But since she said in the letter that there was no need to worry, Si Yiluo didn't worry. He stuffed the letter into his arms and took it back to his house at night.
Emperor Yao was ill, and Wei Heyan lived in the palace all day and rarely came back. Before going to bed at night, Si Yiluo prepared pens, inks, paper and inkstones. She also visited the back mountain of Jingshan Temple and drew a picture based on her own memory. Shen Moran's are put together for comparison.
"Is it related to the peach tree?"
After looking at it for a while, I couldn't see the meaning. I felt sleepy, so I put the painting down and fell asleep until midnight. I found that the room was lit with lights and Wei Heyan was looking at the two paintings.
"This is a maze. What are you doing studying this?"
Wei Heyan was neatly dressed, obviously he had just come out of the palace and had not had time to change into regular clothes. Seeing that she was awake, he started to add a few strokes to her painting.
"This is the topographic map of the mountain behind Jingshan Temple. I wonder what is hidden in the mountain behind Jingshan Temple, but there is actually a formation."
Wei Heyan became interested and sat at the table and looked at it for a long time.
"After Taizu conquered the world, he chose four alternative places when establishing the capital. He finally chose Shengjing City. I heard that there was a dragon vein buried underground here. The dragon vein is connected to the water veins of the capital. Once it is destroyed, the people of the capital will be destroyed. There will be disaster.”
Si Yiluo frowned and said: "These are all rumors. Jingshan Temple is surrounded by rolling mountains and there is no water. The underground water veins in the capital lead to the moat outside the city. Even if there is plenty of rain, the city will not suffer disaster..."
Wei Heyan said meaningfully: "Last year there was a fire in the capital. If there is another flood this year, Emperor Yao will not be able to sleep."
These strange and disturbing words should not come out of his mouth.
Si Yiluo asked: "What's wrong? What happened?"
Jin Yiwei's information network was no weaker than his. It was already late spring, and the agricultural patrol censor sent by the imperial court had traveled all over the land of the Zhou Dynasty and compiled a list of information and submitted it.
I haven't heard of any disaster anywhere.
The two agreed not to discuss state affairs in private. Wei Heyan put his long arm around her and said, "Don't be suspicious, I just said casually, the sky is high and the emperor is far away, and the officials below don't know how much they have hidden. Let's not talk about it anymore. ,sleep early."
Si Yiluo lay down again, feeling more and more uneasy. In a trance, he had another dream. He dreamed that he was hit by a drought when he was a child and his family moved north. He also dreamed that she was wearing a crimson flying fish suit and standing under the eaves. Looking at the rain curtain in a daze...
Opening her eyes suddenly, she remembered!
There will indeed be heavy rain this summer, and the Yellow River will burst its banks!
During the years when Emperor Yao was in power, he regulated the Yellow River several times, but the sediment accumulated and the river bed rose, and the sediment was not cleared in time. As a result, Xuzhou was flooded in the summer of Tianwu's 18th year...
This is the first time, and there will be many more times in the future.
Si Yiluo lost his sleep. It was not the rainy season yet. As long as the silt was cleared in time, disaster should be avoided.
"Wei Heyan, can you ask your people to help me with something?"
Her duty is only to supervise the courtiers, and Lulu cannot get her to intervene in matters such as the dredging of the Yellow River.
Wei Heyan had already fallen asleep and was woken up by the noise she made. Normally Si Hai would have suffered another disaster.
"Let the Minister of Household Affairs check the siltation situation in various rivers, and quickly organize manpower to clear the silt before the rainy season arrives."
Wei Heyan was very sleepy. After hearing her words, he opened his eyes and looked at her for a while, and his mind became clear.
"The Ministry of Household Affairs allocates funds for river management every year. If you want to do this, you must first check where the money has gone. It is time-consuming and labor-intensive, and it may also involve many people."
The forces in the court are intertwined, and one move can affect the whole body.
"You can't eat hot tofu in a hurry. To gain a foothold in the court can't be achieved by being alone and courageous."
Her request would cause Wei Heyan a lot of trouble. After all, he was just a eunuch, and reviewing memorials for Emperor Yao had already earned him a lot of infamy.
He is the closest to power, but also the most out of control.
The name is not justified, but if he had changed his identity, he would have dared to raise this matter openly and openly in the court.
Si Yiluo thought about it again and felt that she was just having a whim. Now there is no news anywhere. If she stood up and said that there would be a flood in the future, she would either be scolded or regarded as having a brain problem.
She can't tell others that she is reborn and can predict the future...
But disasters can indeed be avoided.
"Then I'll go to King Zhan to find a solution."
It just so happened that Shen Moran had something to do with her. He would ask Emperor Yao for a job tomorrow and bring the imperial doctor to Zhou Zhan to have a look. By the way, he mentioned this idea.
Wei Heyan's sleepiness was completely gone, so he asked other men for help in front of him?