old grace

After Fu Chuan left, it started to rain in Qingzhou.

There is quite a distance from Ziyang Palace to the hall, Xie Qinghe looked at the water vapor floating in the air, and was rarely lazy for a while.

The spirit birds and beasts domesticated in the family are also rushing to shelter from the rain. The wild goose couple and the big black dog have always been close, and the peacock waddles and plays with the little maidservant who raises it.The little beauties Mrs. Jiang sent to Xie Qinghe in the past have gradually grown up. Those who can read and write have learned calligraphy, and the little girls who can't read and write have also learned some skills. They were released one after another.

When Xie Qinghe was entertaining in the house, he was mostly accompanied by Fu Chuan. When Fu Chuan was not around, he would come out to ladle water to wash his pen after writing.

I happened to hear two young servant girls who were sheltering from the rain discussing under the corridor.

"It's raining heavily. From yesterday to today, one after another, it's endless."

"Yes. I haven't seen such heavy rain for many years."

"Jun Xiaolang said that last year's weather was bad, and the plowed fields lacked irrigation, so the food could not grow. There is no shortage of rain this year, right?"

"Jun Xiaolang told me to take the book out to dry in the sun, alas, how can the book be dried in such heavy rain?"

"Jun Xiaolang also said to bring me the jade leaves from the capital as bookmarks."

"You go to pester him again!"

"He promised to bring me two."

"Good sister..."

"One for you!"

The two maidservants chattered longingly for the jade leaf bookmark in Wangdu, and sighed for the goodness of Jun Xiaolang from time to time.

Xie Qinghe washed the brush, scooped up water and rinsed the brush again, with a smile on the corner of his mouth.

The jade wares in the royal capital of the Qin court are famous all over the world, and several top jade craftsmen have been enshrined in the royal capital for generations.For no reason, why did Fu Chuan think of bringing a jade leaf lottery to the little maid? ——It must have been planned to visit the master jade craftsman, so he brought a small gift to the little maid.

Fu Chuan never mentioned this matter to Xie Qinghe before.

The little junior has learned to play surprises.

Xie Qinghe's eyes shifted to the continuous rainstorm outside the window, and he felt worried again.

Seeing the rainstorm, the little servant girl could happily hide in the porch to play and chat, and wished that the rainstorm would last for two more days, so that she could earn two days of leisure for nothing.Xie Qinghe had to worry about the river surge caused by the heavy rain, landslides, and even the collapse of houses in slums...

Thinking of this, Xie Qinghe changed his clothes and told Chen Li: "Go to Qianshou Hall."

Qianshou Hall is the original Qianshou Hall.Two years ago, Zhan Xuanji changed his name to Qianshou after he took over the center.

It happened that it was raining heavily at this moment, and the rain was so heavy that even an umbrella could not hold it.Chen Li didn't dare to persuade him not to travel in bad weather, so he anxiously went to find a rain hat and coir raincoat for Xie Qinghe to wear.As soon as Xie Qinghe went out, he felt the power of the rainstorm, as if someone poured water on the rain hat with a basin, and the rain hat trembled with each scoop.

After taking two steps, the rain soaked the hem, and the wetness climbed up the feet, and the feet became heavy.

The dense and heavy coir raincoat blocks most of the rainwater, and the rainwater rushes down along the edge of the rain hat and coir raincoat. A single person can rush out two or three layers of miniature waterfalls. Occasionally, a gust of wind blows, and the rain is sprayed all over the face .

It was raining too much.

Thanks to years of practice experience, Xie Qinghe is compatible with the five elements and can open his eyes and see things in the rain.

The accompanying guards had their faces covered by the torrential rain and wind, and had to put their hands on the brim of their hats to protect their eyes to gain a moment of respite.

After walking hard all the way from Ziyang Palace to the hall, the gate of Qianshou Hall was locked tightly, and the guards standing nearby came back and said that Zhan Xuanji had come in the morning, and seeing that the rain was not abating, he went out again: "Young Master said, It’s raining too much, I’m afraid the canal is flooded, so I went to inspect the river section myself.”

"Uncle Li, you go to the general's mansion yourself, and ask General An to lead the troops to meet him. Be sure to protect Mr. Zhan." Xie Qinghe ordered.

Chen Li wiped off the rain on his face, nodded and said, "Yes."

Xie Qinghe then ordered the guards around him: "Let's go to Qingzhou Mansion."

The torrential rain had washed Xie Qinghe to the drenched body, and the guard wanted to go out in a car, so Xie Qinghe ordered him to ride a horse.

Horseshoes also slipped in heavy rain, and guards who were not skilled in riding were not eligible to accompany them.Fortunately, the torrential rain also stopped most people at home, and the road was empty, so they just rode fast.A group of people rushed to Qingzhou Mansion, only a few old documents were left behind, and reported the situation to Xie Qinghe: "Master Chang Shi took people to South Alley, and Master Shao Shi took people to Mingjing Mountain and Shilipo separately..."

Xie Qinghe asked again: "How many people did you bring? Is there enough manpower?"

The old clerk twirled his beard and said with emotion: "The city patrol officers were summoned to stand by last night, and they went out at dawn. There are enough people."

Xie Qinghe nodded and said, "Okay."

No wonder no one came to Ziyang Palace after such a long period of heavy rain - what's the use of it?What matters is action.

Zhan Xuanji went to inspect the river, and Chen Xu went to Nanxiang, the hardest-hit area in Qingzhou Prefecture. There were mud huts and thatched houses built by poor people. His disciples went to Mingjing Mountain and Shilipo, which are prone to collapse. If there is no accident there, a village will die if there is an accident.

After a heavy rainstorm, the chief officials of all the yamen in Qingzhou stepped up and carried out their duties. Who has time to run to Ziyang Palace?

The people in South Lane and the nearby hills were able to evacuate temporarily, but the trouble was actually Ying Qu passing by the edge of Qingzhou.There is no good way to deal with the flood these days, and Zhan Xuanji was in a hurry to inspect the river - so Xie Qinghe ordered An Ying to lead troops to protect Zhan Xuanji, but did not order other countermeasures.Before the natural disaster, the humble common people could only passively avoid it.

Everything has been arranged, and the personnel affairs have been exhausted, but the destiny is obeyed.

Xie Qinghe rested in Qingzhou Mansion for a while, seeing that the rain had eased a little, he ordered to go out.

"Is the food shed still open? Go and have a look." Xie Qinghe said.

Mrs. Jiang first asked Mrs. Chang to build a shed near Qingzhou Mansion. The next day, Qingzhou Mansion took over the matter and built eight sheds in various places in Qingzhou. up.

The guard took Xie Qinghe to the porridge shed that was built first, which was set up by Mrs. Chang with the servants and children of Wangyue Palace, which is near Qingzhou Mansion.

The shed was erected along the wall outside the row houses belonging to the Qingzhou Mansion. The servants of Wangyue Palace were obviously very skilled in making the sheds. Under the storm, the sheds did not fall apart.The stoves that had been stacked around the perimeter were all removed, only the two stoves against the wall were still burning.

Xie Qinghe led people into the shed to get off the horse, and then took off the rain hat with the running water on his head. The people who had been sheltering from the rain in the shed quietly dispersed, and went to an inconspicuous place in the distance.

"Don't tell everyone to avoid it. I just take a look and leave." Xie Qinghe told the guards.

This order made the guard quite uncomfortable.There is a jumble of mermaids and dragons squatting in the shed, who knows if there are any assassins inside?

Originally, before they cleared the area, the people nearby would disperse automatically. This is the best situation, which can ensure safety without giving Xiao Langjun a reputation of being unfriendly to the people.Now Mr. Xiao Lang insists on calling back the people who avoided him, how can he tell if there are really assassins among them?

Xie Qinghe had already walked up to the servant who was cooking the stove, and the servant was adding water to the pot.

——The bean porridge has been cooked a long time ago, and the more it simmers, the more overcooked it becomes, and the more it simmers, the drier it becomes.

Before Xie Qinghe could speak, a servant woman who seemed to be in charge stepped forward and explained: "I pay my respects to Mr. Xiaolang. I am not a servant waiting for a poor man who is harsh and begging. If there is a shortage of food, if one bowl of beans is mixed into two bowls, there will be one more person." Continue your life. Mr. Xu Zhang taught you that even those who work hard as consuls don’t have enough to eat, and if they get a bowl of bean porridge when they enter the shed, who else is willing to go to work? ——The servants are not allowed to cook the bean porridge too thick.”

Of course Xie Qinghe understood the truth, and said with a smile: "I understand. Auntie has worked hard for you."

No one expected Mr. Xiao Lang to be so kind and gentle, calling his servants Auntie.The maid in charge is full of spring breeze, which is not as good as Fuli.

Xie Qinghe asked the maid in charge for a bowl of porridge, and the accompanying guards watched as they washed and washed the rough clay bowls, and then scooped up half a bowl of bean porridge that had just been mixed with water and presented it.The porridge shed is not a tea stall restaurant, there are no tables and chairs, and the people are squatting on the ground to drink porridge. The steward took out his own pony, and Xie Qinghe sat on the pony, drinking water and beans from the bowl. bean porridge".

"The beans are good." Xie Qinghe commented.This stuff doesn't smell very good, at least it's not moldy or rotten.

The more courageous people were "persuaded" by the guards to come back, and they echoed a few words: "Thank you, Empress, for your kindness."

This is of course Mrs. Jiang.Chen Qi has not yet proclaimed himself emperor, but the people have already respected him as emperor, and even Mrs. Jiang has risen, becoming the empress who is the mother of the world in the hearts of the people.

Xie Qinghe drank the last sip of the unpalatable bean porridge in the bowl, handed the bowl to the guard, and asked the servant woman in charge: "It rains so heavily, it's not safe to build a shed after all. Let Xu An and the others help you later, and put the The stove was moved to the inner row of houses, and the door was opened to the west, so that the people were not allowed to hide in the sheds—if it fell down, it would hit people.”

This made the guards following Xie Qinghe very nervous.Now Xie Qinghe is also sitting in the shed, what if it collapses?

Xie Qinghe was handsome and gentle, he spoke kindly and without airs, he could sit on a pony pony and drink bean porridge as a daily routine, and no one in the shed served the porridge servants or the common people who took him as a high-ranking prince.

The maid followed his words and murmured: "Who said it wasn't? The rain was so heavy that the servants all advised the adults in the state capital to wait for the rain to stop before serving porridge... It can't last ten and a half days One month? Even if you stop for three to five days, you can’t starve to death. Master Changshi Chen said that if you can come out to eat porridge in such a heavy rain, you’re probably too hungry to hold on, and you have to put the shed It's a survival idea after all."

When these words were spoken, several people sitting around shed tears and silently wiped them away with their dirty hands.

Unexpectedly, the servant girl changed the subject and said, "Then who would have thought that there are still people who live in a shed and don't leave?!"

According to the kindness of Chen Xu and the servants, they built a shed in the rain to give out porridge. It was a poor man who came out to beg in the rain because of his hunger, and a poor man who was worried that he would starve to death without this mouthful of food.The kind-hearted Chen Xu never imagined that there would be lazy people stationed directly in porridge sheds in this world.

The servant woman raised her voice when she spoke, but many people lying on their stomachs in the shadows of the shed were silent, and no one responded.

Xie Qinghe did not comment on this.

His status is too precious, and a casual comment, to some people, is "shangyi", which is as powerful as killing a life and taking it away.

After sitting in the shed for a while, he arranged for the guards to help the servants move the shed to the row house. The row house was the warehouse of Qingzhou Mansion. Without Xie Qinghe personally sitting in charge, it would be impossible to coordinate easily.It took a lot of effort for the guards to complete such a large relocation work in the heavy rain.

At this moment, Chen Li rushed over quickly, and rushed over: "Young man, the water in the Yingqu is swollen. Mr. Zhan insisted on going upstream to check the water level, but General An couldn't stop him." ——If the water rushes down, how many people will not be able to protect it!"

Xie Qinghe was also a little anxious: "Then you still ask me? 'Help' him back!"

What Chen Li was waiting for was this order, he got up and was about to turn his horse around and run back.

Just now.

Amidst the dark and heavy rain, a ray of purple light pierced the sky.

Xie Qinghe felt joy in his heart, and raised his head involuntarily.It was his sword energy that pierced the sky.

The sword qi tore through the dark clouds in the sky, and smashed the crazily raining cloud qi into pieces.All the people on the earth, who were helpless in the face of natural disasters, all saw the bright and dazzling sunlight pouring down from the clouds, and the torn dark clouds were like a rolled up smoke layer, continuously rising and evaporating.

In the city of Qingzhou, people are amazed everywhere.

The superstitious people began to worship on their knees, chanting words and praying for the blessing of the gods.

The clouds cleared.

The rainstorm gradually stopped.

Xie Qinghe stood under the gradually brightening sky, looked at the sword energy remaining on the clouds, and smiled on his back.

——Young junior brother's cultivation has improved again.

Thousands of miles away, a sword breaks the siege.