Jiu Zhang Ji: The Daily Life of the Reborn Daughter

Chapter 104 Dawang Lake

That night, Qiao Lili's dreams were filled with scenes of the Gan River flowing over the Huaijiang Ridge, merging with the Huai River, and flowing freely into the sea.

Although I didn't see it all with my own eyes, I still miss it after all.

The rain was lighter that day.

Another day, the clouds cleared and the rain stopped, and the long-lost sun finally came out. News came from the upper reaches of the Gan River that the rain had stopped there at midnight.

That day on the embankment, the astronomer Zhang from the Imperial Observatory said that the rain would not stop for three days. Today is the fourth day, and Zhang is really good.

Today, the villagers of Huaijiangtan are going to Dunhua Ancient City, where they will be warmly received. Lord Fang Hong will be fully responsible for the handover with the government office of Dunhua Ancient City. From now on, they will become residents of Dunhua Ancient City.

Yu Jingyan and Qiao Lili are not present today. If they had shown up, they would have definitely attracted most people's attention. They will not steal the limelight. Today's highlight moment belongs to the villagers of Huaijiangtan who have lost their homes.

They will definitely be well settled, and their future life will definitely be better than in Huaijiang Beach. All the people in Dunhua Ancient City are grateful to them, and they will be treated gently.

Qiao Lili and Yu Jingyan are going to Huaijiang Beach.

Yu Jingyan was going to Huaijiang Beach, and Qiao Lili said that she wanted to go too. The rain had stopped, so there was no reason to refuse.

Of course Yu Jingyan would not refuse. Even if Qiao Lili did not say she would go today and let her rest for a few days, he would still take her to see it. He wanted to hear his little A Li's opinion on all his ideas. His little A Li was a smart, wise and thoughtful woman. She was the best and unique woman in the world.

The two went to the cowshed to get the horse and saw that it was Erniu who was feeding the horse.

The grass in the trough was chopped very finely and mixed with bran and roasted beans in just the right proportion. He was combing Wuzong's horse's mane, and both horses were cleaned up by him.

"A few days ago, the grooms all went to the levee, and this guy volunteered to feed the horses. Unexpectedly, he did a pretty good job. These two horses are not good-tempered, but they just fell for his tricks. It seems that this guy is born with the ability to make animals feel close to him."

Yu Jingyan touched Wuying's head and took out a piece of candy from somewhere and wanted to give it to Wuying, but Wuzong stretched his head over from the side and took the candy away.

Qiao Lili laughed so hard that she doubled over. "I told you to be partial to one and not to the other. How come my horse doesn't deserve a piece of your candy?"

Yu Jingyan felt wronged. Why would he care about a piece of candy? It was just a habit. He would give Wuying a piece of candy every time before riding him. He did it unconsciously and never thought about Qiao Lili's horse.

"Look, your horse is more polite and modest than you." It's just a piece of candy, Ali is so petty. He took back all the compliments he had said to her before, humph.

The horse was polite and humble. It was just pretending to be arrogant, not wanting to be an impatient foodie. It was posing, but was intercepted by someone else. Look, it's so angry that it's snorting.

Everyone praises you for being humble and polite, so you should stop eating candy.

Qiao Lili ignored Yu Jingyan and asked Erniu, "How old are you this year?"

"It's twelve."

"Would you like to go to the capital with me? Take care of it." The groom who feeds Wuzong is over 20 years old now. With his age, he has become more careless. He doesn't want to feed the horse anymore and wants to do something else. He is becoming less and less dedicated in taking care of Wuzong.

Pian Wuzong has such a bad temper that no one can deal with him. Today, he finally met someone who has the same temper as him and who loves horses, so of course he has to ask him.

"Can I do this?"

"Why not? Isn't this a good idea?"

When Yu Jingyan heard this, he no longer cared about fighting with Wuying, and took out another piece of candy and stuffed it directly into its mouth.

"You like the nephew, and I like his uncle. It's a pity for the old man, who has so much brute strength, to stay here and farm."

He is going to take Lao Wu away. Qiao Lili thought about the man who drove her that day. He was indeed very tall and strong. No wonder the headman didn't ask One, Two, Three, or Four to send her off, but asked Lao Wu to send her off. He thought he was capable and it would be safer for them to travel at night.

If the village head knew that he had lent his house with good intentions, but it was stolen, I wonder how he would feel. He would definitely be reluctant to let his son and grandson be taken away. Just looking at that day, he didn't call anyone else. When he opened his mouth, he was Erniu, and when he closed his mouth, he was Laowu. These two people were probably the ones he liked.

"Talk to your grandfather later. I'll wait for your words."

The two men rode their horses to Huaijiang Beach, which is now a vast ocean and a wide lake. The turbulent Ganjiang River water is unexpectedly calm here.

Although the Gan River is still turbulent today, it is a world of difference compared to the past few days.

The rough waves a few days ago were like a ferocious beast, ready to devour everything at any time, making people feel infinite fear. But now the rough waves are like a lively little beast, ready to do a somersault at any time, making people happy and relaxed.

"Miss Qiao Lili, please give a name to this new lake." In future maps, this place can no longer be marked as Huaijiang Beach.

"Can I?" Qiao Lili covered her chest with her hands, her eyes sparkling.

"It was born because of you, isn't it your right to name it?" Not to mention naming the lake, just looking at how much his mother dotes on little A-Li, she could even give him another name. Given how much his father dotes on his mother, his father would never object to anything his mother agrees with.

"Then, let's call it Dawang Lake." Dawang is easy to write and remember. Anyone who can recognize a few words can recognize it. Such a name is very friendly to the villagers.

"Originally there were twelve villages here. Twelve forms the Chinese character for king."

"We also hope that Dawang Lake can suppress Ganjiang River from now on, so that it will be obedient and no longer cause flooding."

"Okay, let's call it Dawang Lake."

Qiao Lili looked at the vast lake and fell into deep thought.

In a few years, the area around this lake will be covered with aquatic plants, with flocks of wild ducks, flying egrets, and perhaps even lotus and calamus, each blooming in its own fragrance.

There will be fish, grass carp, silver carp, bighead carp, and even carp jumping over the dragon gate, splashing crystal water under the moonlight. Fishermen are boating, humming tunes, and the fishing lights are blinking with the stars.

Seagulls fly and fish swim, the shore is covered with lush green grass and orchids, the bright moon is thousands of miles away, the fishermen sing to each other, what a joy it is...

The students and literati who come and go in the ancient city of Dunhua would also write poems and essays for Dawang Lake in this way.

Dongting Lake, Poyang Lake, Yunmeng Lake, how beautiful they are when written about in poems and songs, but this Dawang Lake, isn't it a bit too much, Ode to Dawang Lake, Ode to Dawang Lake? Haha, haha.

Well, there is also Taihu Lake. The name Taihu Lake is comparable to Dawang Lake.

I don't know where my home is in Luli, I only know it is on the Piaomiao Peak in the West Mountain. The green mountains are faint in the distance, and the cold sky is white. Also, the swallows and geese have no intention, and they follow the clouds to the west of Taihu Lake. If it is changed to, the swallows and geese have no intention, and they follow the clouds to the west of Wanghu Lake, isn't this also good?

As long as the poem and the scenery are beautiful, the name doesn’t matter.

I shouldn't worry about this, just let the poets worry about it.

Just call it Dawang Lake and don’t change it.