Break the line

After the three parties settled down, Luo Zijuan ordered someone to bring up a map, which marked the rivers and cities of Danzhou in detail.

"I want to report to the princess that the flat water suddenly changed its course a month ago, and the current increased threefold. The new Zhuoping River passed through the Ma Yue River, and 780 hectares of fertile land on both banks were affected. Twelve villages were destroyed, and 780 people were displaced."

Li Zui nodded in relief, he is a reliable person!

Luo Zijuan went on to say: "I led the Danzhou [-]% army here to rescue the victims and build a new embankment. The results have been achieved for more than a month, and the refugees have gradually settled down. But the river embankment project is huge. I am afraid that at least [-] people will be called Hegong, take strict precautions during the flood season, at least, at least get through this flood season before we can carefully consolidate."

"Among the refugees, is there an epidemic?" Meng Hui asked, but Li Zui was taken aback, swallowing the exact same words already on his lips.

"Yes, but half of the doctors in Danzhou Prefecture have been summoned here. Each person is responsible for the epidemic of a group of refugees. Fortunately, it was discovered in time and has been controlled."

She didn't call it, it was searched by the soldiers of the general's mansion with the list of pharmacies one by one, one from each family, no more, no less!

Li Zui nodded again, expressing his appreciation in words.

Originally, the affairs of the flood scene had been properly arranged, and Luo Zijuan had left a capable lieutenant to guard her. She was about to return to Danzhou Prefecture today, when she happened to meet Li Zui and his group, and they went with them along the way.The three of Meng Hui changed their horses to ride in a carriage, Li Zui still rode a horse, and Luo Zijuan accompanied him to introduce the situation in Danzhou. They talked freely and meaningfully along the way, and the guests really enjoyed themselves.Fu Ling was a little bored in the car, she leaned on the car window and looked out at the two people in front of her who were talking and laughing at Yan Yan, and said sourly: "Princess Li is really approachable, and chatting with the beauties is so fun!" The corner of her eyes glanced quietly He glanced at Meng Hui, but saw her as if he had never heard of her, looking thoughtfully at the Danzhou mountains and rivers drawn from memory, and Alisma elbowed her to signal to shut up.Fuling curled her lips, it's nothing, and the hall master was not unhappy, Alisia thought to himself, you fool, the last stroke of Danzhou written by the hall master, the state's strokes are so powerful!

The land is still there, but what about the refugees?Did it flow to other places? Meng Hui sneered inwardly.

-Complete-

Chapter 14

Li Zui and Luo Zijuan had a very happy chat. They are both women, but they are different women. They both like to drink. From Yuyeqing in Kyoto to Wudao Daqu in Danzhou, gradually Luo Zijuan no longer restrained. The rumors are really unbelievable, this princess is really easy to get along with.

Li Zui suddenly changed the subject: "What do you think of the prophecy in Fuqi Lane?"

Luo Zijuan was silent for a long time, and finally sighed: "Fuqi Alley is full of Xie clan members. They have lived together for a hundred years. Xie San and his murderer are more or less related. According to the rumored evil explanation, of course it is impossible. I believed it, but after the incident, I sent people to investigate for several days, and there was no clue of drug use or coercion.”

Li Zui nodded in agreement: "Yes, there is always a reason for killing people. Don't worry, the matter of the flood is over, and we will check Fuqi Lane again."

"There is always a reason for love and hate in the world, isn't it?"

That night, the Danzhou Mansion held a small welcome banquet, which was regarded as a compliment to several capable military leaders for the previous disaster relief. Everyone had dinner and wine, and welcomed the envoy of Jialan Princess.

The Luo family has been running Danzhou for generations, so naturally there is a big general's mansion, so when she invited Li Zui and his party to stay, Hall Master Meng readily agreed, and Li Zui drank a cup of tea in time in embarrassment. I don't think it's surprising, since they are traveling together, of course they have to live together, and even if the people sent by the Pope don't live here, they have to send someone to watch over them.

Since it was a private banquet, everyone stopped carrying it. However, when Luo Zijuan appeared in a brocade dress with Danzhou characteristics, Li Zui was so surprised that he choked on his wine. Is the affectionate girl really the same person as the young general in chain mail and wielding a sword in the morning... The Danzhou officials who accompanied him turned a blind eye. "Boss, if you dress like this and then play with that forty-pound big knife, you will be a real bull!" Luo Zijuan was also a little embarrassed: "Get out and sober up!"

She saluted Li Zui and his party gracefully: "Don't blame the princess, the soldiers are used to vulgarity."

Li Zui continued to drink to cover up his surprise just now: "We are all brothers, why be so polite, come, come and sit."

After saying that, he immediately stared intently at the plate of lychee shrimp balls in front of him, and the lychees trembled three times.Meng Hui glanced at it, heh, the little thing has a lot of beauty.

Luo Zijuan toasted the guests first, Li Zui drank it all in one gulp, and when she toasted Meng Hui, two beautiful women stood shoulder to shoulder, one gorgeous and the other elegant, the other sexy and the abstinent, like a pair of red and white roses , Meng Hui also responded with a smile like a flower, his eyes met, and he met his opponent. A warlike person is always excited for a good opponent.

After drinking for three rounds, the guests and the host enjoyed themselves, and Song Er, who was silent for a long time, suddenly said, "General, can you send a few people to watch Pingli Street, three or two will do."

Luo Zijuan, who was not drunk after a thousand cups, looked at Song Er, the alcohol in her eyes instantly cleared up, and she was as calm as ice. Look, someone finally discovered the legacy of the Fuqi Lane incident.

Song Er hesitated for only a moment, glanced at his drunken elder brother, and finally calmed down, he had to talk about his family ugliness!The Song family lived in Pingli Street with more than 200 people. It has been passed down from generation to generation. Even if they are of the same clan, there are thousands of differences. Since it is not a famous family, everyone has accumulated their own skills over several generations, so the differences are not small.The relationship between relatives is also strange, like the Li family of the royal family, the heirs withered, but the friendship lasts forever. The little emperor will definitely have trouble if he doesn’t see Li Zui for ten days. The dilapidated ones naturally have comparisons. However, in the huge clan atmosphere, an ancestor is the greatest connection between each other. This slender blood relationship is like a silk thread, weaving a huge spider thread. Live within the scope of their own, and then continue to spin silk to extend to the next generation, that's how the family came about.

However, the blood-red bamboo leaves at the entrance of Fuqi Lane fell to the ground with the wind, and also floated into the hearts of many people with demonic obstacles.Those dissatisfaction, jealousy, and even hatred are no longer something that can be completely erased by a Song character. Those family grievances that have accumulated for several years or even decades have suddenly become clearer. Taking care, when the three-bedroom family was separated, it took an extra [-]%, and the seventh uncle secretly turned the heirloom's public finances into a private house and posted them to the youngest son... In short, these things are not big, and they happen every day in every family. They were quickly blown away by the wind, until today when I came home, my daughter-in-law whispered to him that the grandson of the second uncle’s family had failed the exam again, and looked at his eldest son with strange eyes, while the youngest son fell into the water for no reason in the morning. A passing cousin rescued her.

Finally, Song Er couldn't hold back any longer. A knife in Fuqi Lane pierced through the perfection of each family in Danzhou, and once the appearance of perfection was torn apart, the filthy tyranny inside made people feel heartbroken. fear.

Song Er drank a pot of wine in one breath, crying while talking, the hall was silent.After a while, representatives of the Chen family, Ouyang family, Rong family, and several surnames all stood up and saluted, but did not speak. Li Zui looked at Meng Hui, with a knowing smile at the corner of her mouth.

This is the most frightening part of the prophecy. It is just a sentence, but it gives the tyrannical person a reason to commit violence, and reminds Xie San that revenge like this is still possible!After the early death of his father, the fourth uncle robbed the land that he should have inherited. A few years later, the cousin in the next room even had an affair with the widowed mother, making himself a laughing stock. The blood of Zi, finally worked hard in a small business selling cooking cakes, and married his beloved daughter-in-law, but the daughter-in-law was aborted by her aunt's blessing and could no longer conceive. There are so many things, and the prophecy of the false teacher became the last straw that overwhelmed Xie San's heart. , something happened to Xie's family, well, that's probably God's will, I want to get back the justice you owe me!

Xie San is not just Xie San, in everyone's heart, one thought becomes a Buddha, and one thought becomes a demon.Resentment accumulates, and demonic nature fights to survive.The enmity accumulated in each family for many years will be stirred up together, and Danzhou will definitely be a bloody storm.

Luo Zijuan suddenly laughed, she poured herself another cup, and took a sip: "Our Wudao Daqu from Danzhou is still spicy and refreshing. Do you know that the false patriarch sent someone to look for me?"

Everyone was shocked, the rumored patriarch disappeared after the two prophecies were fulfilled, why did he even come to find the general?

"Guess what she said?" Luo Zijuan drank the remaining wine in one gulp: "She said that I will be the last person to die in this bloody storm in Danzhou!"

Li Zui finally put down his wine glass, and looked seriously at Luo Zijuan who was already showing some drunkenness.

"Her prophecy has two meanings. First, I have to die. Second, since I am the last to die, if I die earlier, no one else will die."

With a snap, she crushed the wine glass in her hand: "I just want you to kill me quickly!"

Everyone in the room was stunned...

"Song Er, if it was you, would you stab me first?" Luo Zijuan, slightly drunk, pointed at Song Er in front of him lightly, and Song Er waved his hand desperately to refuse, almost unable to say a word.

Suddenly there was clapping applause during the banquet, everyone looked at Li Zui, and Meng Hui stood up with a smile on his face.

-Complete-

Chapter 15

"What a sinister intention that can be advanced but retreated." Meng Hui stepped forward and gently lifted Luo Zijuan