I farmed in ancient times

After bowing his hands politely to the elder and the head of the household, Jue Ming explained the reason for coming: "I came to look for Lizheng, there is a water source in Panshan."

"He's by the river." Elder Qi narrowed his eyes, swaying his wrist to the south.

"Thank you." Jueming pulled Cen Chao'an and walked towards the river. Along the way, he met many villagers carrying muddy river water and turning back to the river in the field.

Along the three-foot-wide reverse-flowing river in Damo Township, the river will not stop flowing even when there is drought in previous years.

In March this year, there was no drop of water, and the water level dropped again and again. In just a few days, more than half of the riverbed was exposed. In a few days, the river will be completely dry.

In the river, many villagers used buckets to draw the last trace of muddy water.

The billowing hot wind carried the stench of the river, and sent it to Lizheng's nose, one big and one small, facing the sun, approached inward along the river.

"Lizheng." Someone said, looking at the river in a daze, Lizheng came back to his senses when he heard Cassia Ming's voice, "It's Cassia."

Jueming directly stated the purpose of his visit: "I went to Panshan to see it this morning. The lake on Panshan's small lake has enough water. If I can..."

Li was pulling his beard and interrupting Jueming, "No, I can't move."

"There is a dark river under the small pool, so the water didn't flow down the mountain." After finishing speaking, Jue Ming stood with his hands down.

"Nonsense! Nonsense! Why are you so courageous!" Li Zheng was glaring, while Cen Chao'an grabbed Cassia Ming's sleeve and hid behind his brother with big, twinkling eyes.

Cassia: "Although the small pool is not big, there is a waterfall above it. If we can place a water turner at the waterfall, carry it on a bamboo tube, and bring it down the mountain, we can water the ground."

Lizheng paused while twisting his beard, and sighed, "No, the people in the village won't agree. In half a month, the fields will be harvested. A few days less watering is nothing more than a lower yield per mu."

Now the Xiashan Temple is being built next to the small pool, and the incense is constantly coming and going. If anyone wants to move the land near the Shanshan Temple, Da Mo Township will be the first to disagree.

Jue Ming said: "Now is the time for the rice to fill the grains. If the water is not watered, the harvest will probably be reduced by at least half."

"Besides, the mountain god doesn't want to see the people suffer. Isn't it all for the sake of the village when he appears?" Jue Ming swore, "What if we are slow and the mountain god personally reminds us?"

How could the God of the Mountain appear so easily!Li Zheng thought so.

However, what Jueming said also made sense. Didn’t the several appearances of the mountain god in the past few years always save the village from danger?

It is no wonder that the incense in the mountain temple is so strong.

The Lichang frowned. Although he didn't understand what grouting was, what he said about the reduced harvest was true.

The water that the villagers drew from the river was dried up by the scorching sun before it was poured into the fields. If the water was diverted down the mountain to irrigate as Jueming said, maybe the harvest in Damo Township this year would be really bad. will be less.

Then I have to talk to the big guys to move the water in the pool. Thinking of this, Lizheng stopped looking at the annoying water level, turned around and said, "I'll think about it."

Li was walking towards the village along the ridge of the field.

During dinner, Lizheng rang the big gong in the village. The villagers drank the rice with only three grains of rice in the bowl in twos and twos, and gathered around the ancestral hall before they had time to wipe their mouths.

Under the tung tree, the head of the village said: "There is a dark river under the pool next to the mountain temple, which diverts most of the water from the lake above. If we can create another channel to divert water down the mountain, it can be used for irrigation and relieve urgent needs. "

As soon as the head of the village said this, the villagers below immediately exploded the nest, and Caesar stood behind, waiting for the final result of the villagers' discussion.

"We disagree!"

The villagers said: "How can you move the water pool next to the mountain temple!"

"that is!"

"What if I offend the mountain god!"

Cassia Ming only felt a headache, but luckily he had a second plan.

Lizheng coughed, "Don't you think about it, what is the reason for the mountain god to appear several times in the past few years? Isn't it to protect our Damo Township?"

"Besides, this is for the benefit of our Great Desert Township, and it will only accrue blessings and virtues to the mountain god, so how could it offend him?" Lizheng cupped his hands to Tianyi, "Driving water down the mountain is to benefit you, hmph!"

Lizheng left in a flick of his sleeves, leaving behind a group of villagers.

Cassia Ming hurriedly chased after him, Lizheng was walking slowly, glanced at Cassia Ming, shook his head slowly, and sighed heavily.

This is... don't you plan to take care of this matter?

When Jueming thought that Li was giving up, he didn't expect that the next morning, the whole Damo Township was boiling.

Nothing more than other things, the God of the Mountain has appeared again!

According to eyewitness villagers, when they got up early in the morning, they saw a blue light emanating from the mountain, pointing directly at the rising sun in the east.

On the same day, someone went to the mountain temple to see, and a piece of rice rose from the ground in front of the statue in the mountain temple.

The ears of rice hang down heavily, judging by the color, they are already mature.

Not to mention that there are people coming to the mountain temple every day, there are still a lot of people coming when it catches up with Xiu Mu or when the farm work is not busy.

Who can make the mountain temple grow mature rice overnight?

I'm afraid it's only the mountain god himself.

Reminiscent of what Lizheng said yesterday, the villagers started talking about it. There are signs that the God of the Mountain is expressly telling the villagers to divert water for irrigation.

In the end, most people agreed to drink water for irrigation, and a small number of people stubbornly believed that the water pool next to the mountain temple should not be moved.

The minority obeyed the majority, and Lizheng went to the county to ask the new county magistrate for instructions. After receiving perfunctory approval, he gathered a group of young and strong men and headed towards Panshan with dry rations and shovels.

Along the stone road, there are towering pines and cypresses on both sides, covering the sky and the sun.Here at noon in summer, you can also feel a little cool, and you won't feel hot.

On the mountain, the elders planned the route and marked it.

At the foot of the mountain, Li was comforting the villagers who did not want to break ground in the mountain. The head of the household went up the mountain in person and led the villagers to cut and chop bamboo, which was in full swing.

Fourth day.

The tranquility of the mountains was broken by slogans.

The bamboos are cut through, one end is sharpened, and they run closely and coherently along Damo Township to Panshan.

The mountains are full of well-fed and well-fed brawny men, holding shovels and chanting slogans, digging a small canal three feet long and four feet deep on the ground.

A water turner has been set up under the waterfall. Qi Chang and Li are standing by the small pool, waiting for the canal to be dug into the pool at the bottom of the mountain. With an order, the water wheel turns, the water splashes everywhere, and the water column rushes into the canal, bringing an unstoppable All the momentum flows to one place.

The villagers at the foot of the mountain didn't care that the water that just came down was still mixed with mud, rocks and sand. They scooped up the water with both hands and poured it on the people around them.

"You little mud monkey." Jueming reluctantly lifted Cen Chaoan, stripped off his mud-stained wet clothes, and threw them into the tub.

"Brother! Everyone is playing with water outside! It's fun! Hu Xiaopang is playing!" Cen Chaoan muttered, stretched out his hand along the dry clothes brought by his brother and poked them into his sleeves, and suddenly remembered, "Brother! There are people in the field now. It's water!"

"Yeah." Jueming changed his clothes and slapped him on the shoulder, "Don't run to the pool."

The water was drawn down from the mountain. After the villagers celebrated, they picked up the poles at home to carry water to irrigate the field. The rice had absorbed enough water and stood vigorously in the field. The leaves stretched along the brows of the villagers.

A boulder fell down, and Lizheng walked with three light steps while leaning on crutches.

Li was rubbing his beard, turned around and went to Cen's house.

Cassia, who was the first to discover the water source and wanted to divert the water down the mountain, was admonishing Cen Chaoan at home as if nothing had happened.

"How many times have I told you!" Caesar said fiercely, "Don't go near the pool!"

Cen Chaoan rubbed the hem of his clothes, tears streaming down his eyes.

"Boy Cen."

Lizheng came uninvited, and Jueming moved a wooden chair, and Lizheng sat under the shade of a tree, feeling relieved, "Now we don't have to worry about water sources in Damo Township."

"I also have to go up to the mountain to see it often." Jueming thought for a while, "In order to prevent flash floods during the flood season, the villagers were caught off guard."

"When the busy farming is over, find some young men to move the pool to the river." Li Zheng said: "There is a dark river, and it is not so easy to generate a flood."

Caesar nodded, and made tea and peaches for Lizheng to eat.

Li Zheng only drank a cup of tea, he still had land at home, chatted with Caesar Ming and left.

Da Mo Township hadn't been comfortable for two days, but this joy was suddenly broken by a group of uninvited guests.

The news of water in Damo Township spread to other villages.

The reason is that the villager's wife went back to her mother's house and told about the flood and overturned trucks in Damo Township, and her brothers and sisters spread the news one after another.

The three became tigers, and the water in Damo Township was said to be wildly hyped. After two hours, the rumors intensified, saying that it was Damo Township that blocked the river water of the entire Song Dynasty, so the river dried up so quickly.

The nearby villages and towns are bound to be curious and coveted. The brave people took advantage of the dusk to take a look around a few times. The river in Damo Township is dry, where does the water come from?

Wangli Village next door can see it clearly. First, a light came out of the mountain. Not long after, Damo Township was buzzing all day long, and now it is said that water has been drawn from the mountain.

Isn't that God's reward for eating?

When Caesar heard the sound and rushed to the village, there was already a conflict between the two villages.

The villagers were crowded, and Jue Ming squeezed into the innermost circle along the gap. A row of strange strong men stood at the intersection, holding poles, hoes, wooden forks and shovels.

Li Zheng and Chief Qi stood in the middle of the two groups of people, and a strong man was lying at his feet. Bright red blood dripped down the strong man's neck.

The villagers were chirping, and Lizheng frowned, "Anyway, let's ask a doctor to take a look at the injury."

The stranger on the opposite side yelled: "Da Mo Township beat people to death! Da Mo Township beat people to death!"

Standing at the entrance of the village, the market-goers, who came and went sparsely, couldn't help but stop and watch.

Shi Xiaohua and Du Juan were carrying a vegetable basket, and when they turned their heads and saw that Cassia had just arrived, Xiaohua whispered, "People from Wangli Village were found grabbing water and injured both of us. Broken head."

Cassia clicked his tongue, and an old man in his mid-century could break the head of a strong man in his prime. Although the elder was mainly responsible for the security of the village, he never thought that the elder's force value was so high.

This is a big trouble, and if the trouble is not good, it will be reported to the officials.

Jueming thought anxiously, if he had risked his own life, maybe this incident would not have happened.

But how could he have known in advance that people from Wangli Village would come to grab water?