The first dude in the Qing Dynasty

In February, the weather was cold and gloomy. Kangxi and Yinzuo were two people. One was drenched and the other only had obscene clothes. The barrel was also very humid. Freeze yourself into ice cubes first.

Feeling that although Yinzuo's body was still cold, but it was no longer so stiff, and his skin began to return to normal color, Kangxi was slightly relieved.

But what should I do if it is night?

Looking across the water, you can see all kinds of things floating on it from a distance, such as tables, chairs, benches, boxes and wooden cabinets... It is definitely not something that should exist on the Yellow River, and such a wide water surface is definitely not the course of the Yellow River.

"Cold..." Yinzuo murmured in his arms.

Kangxi withdrew his gaze: It's a good thing to know that it's cold.

-

When Yinzuo woke up, he was surprised to find that the surroundings had changed. The wooden barrel with a lot of water in it had become clean and dry, and there were many clothes in it. In the corner of the barrel, there were also some food.

Yinzuo poked his head out of the barrel and saw Kangxi sitting on a branch of a tree, using a branch to hook up a piece of clothing floating in the water, wringing it dry and hanging it on the branch.

Yinzuo looked at the surrounding environment and couldn't help being amazed, no wonder he was his father, and his brain was so good.Under the tree, there are several branches tied together and floating on the water, as if the big tree has opened its arms, blocking all the things on the nearby water surface, and under the impact of the water, these things will be broken by themselves. Slowly approach the big tree and let it be fished.

Around the bathtub, there were still a few large boxes floating and bumping. Yin Zuo immediately understood the source of these dry clothes on his body, and frowned, "Huang Ama, are you in the water?"

I also know that it is impossible for so many boxes to be delivered to the door automatically.

Kangxi jumped out of the tub and said, "I know how to worry about others all day long—my body is better than yours."

Yinzuo did the math, Kangxi is now 44 years old, he is in his prime, and he is not like him with major disasters and minor illnesses, but he seems to be a little better than him.

Kangxi sat down, touched Yinzuo's forehead, frowned slightly, took a thicker robe from the bucket and put it on him, saying: "You have been hungry for a long time, eat something first."

Yinzuo didn't pick up the apple in Kangxi's hand, but picked up the radish he hadn't eaten before, and said: "I didn't taste the taste yesterday, so I will taste it carefully now."

After taking a bite, his facial features wrinkled into a ball: "It's so unpalatable!"

It was probably because of the inability to store it in winter. The radish looked fine on the surface, but the inside had already been braned. Not only was it spicy, but it also had no water content. It was full of scum after one bite, and it couldn't be swallowed even after chewing for a long time.

Kangxi was amused by his strange appearance, and said: "Don't eat, come, eat this."

Yin Zuo shook his head: "Wasting food is shameful."

Grinning his teeth, he gnawed half of the radish, picked up a soaked dried date and an apple from the bucket, handed the apples over, and said, "My son eats the dates sweetly, so you too, Huang Ama. "

Kangxi shook his head and laughed, not being polite to him, he took it and started eating.

Yin Zuo suddenly remembered something, and said: "By the way, Huang Ama, the carrot before..."

Kangxi said: "It was eaten by me."

Yin Zuo shook exaggeratedly, and said: "It's a good thing you can talk about it."

It's really unpalatable...

Kangxi laughed out loud. When the boy woke up, he even felt that the sour and astringent apples tasted delicious.

However, as soon as his eyes fell on the vast water, his good mood was swept away again, and he said, "What happened the night before yesterday?"

It was only then that Yinzuo knew that he had slept for a day and a night. Thinking of the previous incident, Yinzuo became depressed. After a moment of silence, he told the story in detail.

How to kill assassins, how to find water leaks, how to put Jackie Chan, Liang Jiugong, Wangcai and Hongfu in barrels, how to put "life buoys" around other people's necks, and how to be washed away together with Kangxi after breaking the embankment. Out of the river.

The more Kangxi listened, the more gloomy his expression became, and finally he sneered: killing people, sinking a ship, blowing up an embankment... one after another, it is very careful.

If they really succeeded, it will only be recorded in the history books that Emperor Kangxi took a boat to inspect the river embankment. Unfortunately, the river embankment collapsed, the riverboat was hit and sank, and Kangxi was unfortunately killed... They did almost succeed.

Killing the king and harming the people.

If the former is greedy for profit, then the latter is dehumanizing.

Kangxi also fought wars and killed people, but they were all against the enemy, but the targets of these people were thousands of his own people, and the purpose was to find a reasonable explanation for the sunken ship.

After a moment of silence, Kangxi withdrew his gaze from the water, got up and took off Yinzuo's obscene clothes hanging on the tree and threw them to him, saying: "The clothes are dry, please change them inside quickly—you are so thin and tender. , if it is worn down, it will really break the skin."

"Why is it so exaggerated?" Yin Zuo said dissatisfiedly: "My son is not so delicate."

Really so squeamish.

After a while, Yinzuo was speechless at the thin red ribs on his body, thinking that it was all the fault of Yinzuo's shell. In his previous life, he ate very carefully, but he never paid attention to his clothes!

Kangxi sat with his back to Yinzuo, holding a small knife he got from somewhere, he carved a mark on the tree to record the water level, and said: "Among my sons, you are the most delicate, Li Yi You will always only wear fine cotton cloth, which should be thick, thin, soft, and breathable. The Ministry of Internal Affairs has had a hard time thinking about this, and all local advancements will fail. As a last resort, you can only find two weavers to weave your inner lining for you. They are all specially spun... A while ago, I heard Wangcai's servant complaining about your injustice, saying that his master is the most frugal, and that he only wears cloth for his inner clothes. I wanted to laugh when I heard that."

Yin Zuo almost covered his face, but soon became confident again: he was the one who clamored to wear muslin, and that can only be blamed on the poor weaving skills of this era, not him!

Pulling on his trouser legs with all his strength—it might be the aftereffect of being soaked in water. He felt that he was crisp from bone to flesh, and it took a lot of effort to lift his feet while sitting on the ground.

Kangxi asked: "Do you want me to help you?"

Yin Zuo shook his head quickly: "No! Huang Ama, you are not allowed to turn back!"

Kangxi shook his head and couldn't help laughing: This whole night, he shouted cold and hot for a while, sweated for a while and shivered for a while, do you think that the clothes on your body are all changed by yourself with long feet!

In the end, he still didn't look back, it was to save some face for this self-deceiving son.

Kangxi was always busy, and Yinzuo wanted to do something, but without Kangxi's help, he couldn't even get out of the bucket, so he could stay in the bucket to help, but his hands were so weak that he couldn't even wring out his clothes, so he had to Continue to nest in the bucket as a gnawing old man.

"Look, Huang Ama, there is a big guy floating over there, I wonder if I can stop it!" Floating on the water, treasure hunting is the only fun, but unfortunately there is no fishing rod, otherwise Yinzuo would like to try to enter the bucket The feeling of fishing.

Kangxi glanced at it, sighed softly, and turned his head around: "...it's not a good thing, don't look at it."

"what?"

Yinzuo broke free from Kangxi's hand, turned his head back, and his face turned pale instantly.

It was a little girl of three or four years old, wearing a gray-white singlet, and Yin Zuo could still see two gray patches on it... The girl's hair was loose, covering more than half of her whole face, revealing a little pale face. Skin, and a pair of bulging eyes.

After all, the tree branch didn't stop the girl, she just drifted away slowly along the current until she could no longer see her, but Yin Zuo always felt that those eyes were staring at her...

"Sixth."

Yinzuo raised his head and showed a smile that was uglier than crying: "Huang Ama, I'm fine."

This is just the beginning. After the little girl started, corpses continued to float up and float away.

Yinzuo looked at all this silently, and couldn't even maintain a forced smile.

At night, Kangxi threw the dried clothes on the tree back into the barrel one by one, jumped in himself, and found Yin Zuo sitting in the barrel, with a wet cloth wrapped in his hand as a pen, writing on the top wall of the barrel. , Write and draw.

"what is this?"

Yin Zuo looked up and showed an ugly smile: "My son is calculating when the water will recede."

"Have you figured it out?"

Yinzuo nodded: "Up to two days."

"Two days?" Kangxi frowned instead of joy, "Why so soon?"

It might be good news for them, but it's not all good news.

"Because..." Yin Zuo's voice choked up: "The water will flow to other places..."

Yin Zuo drew on the barrel with his hands, but his hands still had no strength, and would tremble if he tried too hard: "My son has seen the map. The river bed of the Yellow River is high, and the embankment was blown away at this position..."

He outlined the surrounding terrain with just a few strokes. He lowered his head and his face was buried in the shadows. Kangxi couldn't see his expression clearly. He could only see his hands drawing on the wooden barrel, trembling slightly, and his voice was low. Yes, also trembling: "My son roughly calculated the amount of water. The water will flow from here, first to the south through this area, and then to the west. The terrain here is low, it is a plain, densely populated, and then..."

As his hand strengthened, the traces drawn by the wet cloth in his hand, from a thin line at the beginning, became as thick as a finger, and then became as wide as a knuckle. The wet cloth wiped on the map following his words. However, wherever his fingers passed, there were eye-catching wet marks left behind. These wet marks seemed to turn into a vast flood, slowly spreading across the map, swallowing everything.

Yinzuo's hands were trembling, and his voice was also trembling. Kangxi pressed his hand to prevent him from drawing any more: "Lao Liu!"

Yinzuo raised his head, tears streaming from Yubai's eyes, "Why blow up the embankment? If you kill someone, you kill. Why blow up the embankment! Why blow up the embankment!"

"Lao Liu," Kangxi pressed his head in his arms, and comforted him in a low voice: "It's okay, don't think about Lao Liu."

"Huang Ama, if I had died from smallpox back then, wouldn't such a thing have happened..."

None of this would have happened without him...

"It's not your fault, Yin Zuo... It's Zhen, it's Zhen... You shouldn't tolerate rape!"

What Kangxi had been worried about happened, and Yinzuo started to have a fever.

After being suppressed for a day and a night, the physical and psychological trauma finally broke out. Kangxi had no choice but to wrap him in layers of clothes and hold him in his arms to keep him warm.

"Yinzuo, Yinzuo...you have to hold on, you know?"

"I'm not Yin Zuo..." The son in his arms replied in a low voice, "I'm Lin Mo, call me Lin Mo..."

"Well, you are Lin Mo, Lin Mo."

"...Huang Ama, I'm homesick, I want to go home..."

"Okay, Huang Ama will take you home, we will go home soon... we will go home soon..."

"..."

Yinzuo's body temperature was frighteningly high. Kangxi looked at the vast water around him, and felt helpless for the first time. Kangxi stopped going out, dipped a cloth strip in water, and wiped Yinzuo's forehead constantly, hoping to be able to relax slightly. Lower his temperature.

He had to look at the marks on the tree every few seconds, anxiously waiting for the water level to drop.

His sixth child has never let him down before, and this time it certainly won't. When he said two days, it must be two days.

However, staring at the tree trunk for a whole day, there was no drop in the water level. Yinzuo's body temperature went up and down. Kangxi guarded him until midnight when he couldn't hold on anymore and squinted.

Early the next morning, Kangxi woke up and found that the bathtub he was hiding in was half-hanging on the tree, and only a small half was underwater, crooked and almost turned over.

Instead of being surprised, Kangxi was overjoyed, and after a closer look, the water level had dropped by more than a full foot. He couldn't help being overjoyed, and loosened the rope tied to the tub, allowing the tub to float back into the water.

As soon as the water receded, it was fast behind.

In the afternoon, Kangxi finally stepped on the ground. Although the water receded, a thick layer of mud was left on the ground. It was icy cold when he stepped on it with bare feet.

Kangxi didn't realize it, and carried the delirious Yin Zuo on his back: "Lao Liu, let's go home, Huang Ama will take you home."

He still kept the picture drawn by Yin Zuo in his mind, and quickly identified the direction, shrugging Yin Zuo upwards, stepping on the deep mud, and walked forward... If those things are not too stupid, they should Will find it from this direction.

-

"Woof! Bark!" The barking of an excited dog sounded familiar. Kangxi raised his head. He was so tired that his eyes were blurred and he couldn't see clearly.

"Woof!" The cry came to his feet, and Kangxi finally saw it clearly, and said with a smile, "It's not in vain that your master spent 6 taels of silver to buy you, but you can be regarded as a kind and righteous person."

"Aww..." Hong Fule yelled loudly, not like Yinzuo, but more like Wangcai.

"Huang Ama!" A cry came, and Kangxi looked away from Hong Fu, and when he looked up, he saw two people who were so familiar approaching quickly.

"Huang Ama!" Yinreng cried loudly, and rushed over, rolling and crawling, fell to the ground three feet in front of Kangxi, knelt and crawled in front of Kangxi, leaving two deep bruises on the mud with his knees. imprint.

Yinfeng hugged Kangxi's leg and wailed loudly: "Huang Ama, Huang Ama! You scared my son to death. He thought he would never see you again, so he wished he could die immediately... Woooo... Huang Ama...you are still alive...it's great...uh...Huang Ama..."

Kangxi didn't say a word, Yinzhen quickly stepped forward, took Yinzuo from his back, and said, "Huang Ama, the sixth brother..."

"Fever." Kangxi lifted Yinzuo's armpits up, not letting his feet touch the ground, and said, "Hurry up and find a doctor nearby, and show him."

"There are those who follow." With the help of Kangxi, Yinzhen carried Yinzuo on his back and said, "Huang Ama, there is water on my son's waist, please drink some first. Our team scattered around to find , I have sent a signal just now, they will come soon. The people behind brought the sedan chair and the doctor."

Kangxi tore off the water bottle from Yinzhen's waist, fed Yinzuo a few sips, and then started to drink by himself. Yinreng got up and said, "Huang Ama, when we came here, there was a well-preserved house, why don't we go there to rest?" Wait, wait..."

Kangxi asked, "Where did they come from?"

Yinzhen pointed to the way he came from, and said, "There are people everywhere, but the sedan chair and the doctor are in that direction."

Kangxi said: "The sixth one can't wait, let's go and meet him."

"Yes."

Kangxi bypassed Yinreng and walked forward, with Yinzhen following behind.

Yinfeng hurriedly followed and said, "Huang Ama, why don't you wear shoes, my son is here to carry you!"

Kangxi asked: "What about them?"

Yinzhen knew what Kangxi was asking, and said in a deep voice: "After knowing what happened, the queen mother, His Royal Highness the crown prince, the eldest brother, and the eighth younger brother rushed over and searched along the coast. The first ones they found were Wangcai and Hongfu. We think So, the one who has to save both of them is naturally the sixth brother, so Huang Ama must still be alive."

"So the elder brother took Shisan to search the Yellow River, and the eighth brother and the fourteenth took a small boat and searched for the breach... I didn't want Huang Ama to be so close to the breach, but I missed it. "

He said again: "After getting the news, the third brother stayed in the capital to preside over the overall situation, and the son rushed over. The son arrived late, and all the nearby boats were transferred away by the eldest brother and the eighth brother, so I brought Hong Fu here to touch luck."

Kangxi hummed and asked, "How many people survived on the boat?"

"Master Yu, Eunuch Liang, Wangcai and Hong Fu are all fine. Lord Yu and Eunuch Liang went to look for them together, but Wangcai suffered from the cold and is still unable to get out of bed. Only six survived. The temperature inside is too low, and if you don’t drown, you will freeze to death, and it’s a blessing to be able to survive six of them.”

Kangxi was silent for a moment, then said: "Don't tell Lao Liu about this."

"...Yes." Yinzhen agreed, walked for a while, and said: "Before my son left Beijing, he had ordered the household department to prepare for disaster relief, but I would like to ask Huang Ama to explain how to do it."

Kangxi said lightly: "You are solely responsible for disaster relief."