I was a famous teacher in ancient times

Chapter 833 Picking the Fruit
Yang Xi and his wife did not follow the people to the high ground. They set up a tent in a relatively safe place, and they rolled up their sleeves to cook porridge for the soldiers and the people themselves.

The Princess Mansion left enough guards for protection, and the other guards all went to carry the sand.

Yang Xi was stirring the cauldron with a spoon in his hand. There were millet porridge and shredded ginger in the pot. The sound of bubbling and bubbling overlapped with the sound of rain. Yang Xi sighed softly, "It's raining again."

Zhou Yu opened the curtain of the tent, and the rain fell heavily in a blink of an eye, "I don't know what's going on downstream."

"If the rain continues, the downstream dykes will not be able to hold it anymore."

Seeing that the porridge was ready, Zhou Yu led someone to put the porridge into a bucket, and personally gave it to the soldiers who were replaced to rest.

Rows of simple sheds were built not far from the tent to keep out the rain, and bamboo mats were spread on the ground. Soldiers could lie down and rest when their clothes were soaked.

There is also a shed in the open space outside the tent. As long as you get close, you can smell the soup and medicine. If there is something wrong with your body, you can pour a bowl of soup and medicine.

The soldiers had been standing there for several days, but there was not a clean place on their bodies, and they lost a lot of weight. Some soldiers took off their straw sandals, and their feet were already soaked.

There are also wounds on the soldiers' feet, and some places have festered.

Military doctors are treating these soldiers, and if they are serious, they can only be transferred for recuperation.

Zhou Yu served porridge to the soldiers, "You have worked hard."

The soldiers were flattered at first, but now they are used to it. Princess An and Duke Ding came here at the emperor's order, and they felt at ease. The princess and Duke have been with them all the time, which shows that the emperor cares about them, and the emperor never thought of abandoning them. .

This feeling of being valued made the soldiers wish to die for the emperor immediately.

This is also one of the reasons why Yang Xi and his wife insisted on coming to the scene of the flood. In ancient floods, people lost their homes and people fled their hometowns to flee. It is unknown how many people would die on the way.

The imperial court was just established to seek stability, and Yang Xi and his wife were with the soldiers and common people on Yang Xixuan's behalf. This greatly appeased the common people, and the imperial court quickly delineated the areas for resettling refugees.

So far the results are good, the people have been transferred in an orderly manner one after another, the cities where the refugees have been resettled have mobilized food, and the people can be resettled.

The porridge in Zhou Yu's hand was finished, and he heard the slogan. It turned out that the soldiers who picked the boulders and logs had returned. Fortunately, the roads in the south were repaired every year, and even if it rained, they were not muddy, so the soldiers could transport the boulders and logs.

The cement piles beside the embankment had already been laid, and for these piles, Zhou Yu witnessed several soldiers being swept away by the flood.

Yang Xi heard the sound and came out. She was holding an umbrella in her hand. The rain was too heavy and the umbrella didn't help much. Yang Xi's skirt and sleeves were soaked quickly.

Now it can be said that time is racing against time. Not only are there soldiers on the embankment, but there are also strong laborers who have not withdrawn.

Many men's hands were worn out from rubbing the rope. They didn't seem to know the pain, and kept rubbing the rope with both hands.

Bundles of rope made a big difference.

The boulder was tied to the giant log, and as the boulder fell into the water, the giant log was also brought down. Soldiers and men held the reins tied to the giant log tightly, and they pulled the giant log along with slogans.

The gap in the embankment is difficult to close, and soldiers need to carry stones and sand non-stop.

In the case of inconvenient transportation in ancient times, soldiers and common people have tried their best.

Yang Xi's gaze never left the dike, and she looked at it for a while before turning back to the tent. She sat down and picked up a knife to continue cutting ginger.

Ginger was a good thing in ancient times, and the ginger used today was donated by the Qian family.

The Qian family responded the fastest to the flood, followed by Hu Jiao. They are all merchants with titles, and they have been delivering supplies since the flood.

I have to admit that the Qian family is politically sensitive, and all the ginger stored by the Qian family was shipped over.

The Qian’s family not only donated supplies, but the Qian’s shops in the flooded area didn’t raise prices, and they also sent supplies to orphanages. If someone in the family was a soldier or had only women and children, the Qian’s shop would send staff to deliver the goods to the door.

Yang Xi and his wife lamented that the ancients were very shrewd, but the imperial power restricted them. The Qian family dared to let go because of their title and the trust of the royal family.

This is to praise Yang Xixuan's emphasis on the economy. Although the imperial court has standardized many business rules, it has also provided merchants with a better environment for development.

Since the flood occurred in the south, the grasslands and nearby small countries have been paying attention, and Hulchina wished that there would be a big disturbance in the south.

After the flood, the cultivated land needs to be cleared, and the people are displaced, the most feared thing is the plague after the flood.

The sky finally cleared up that day, and Yang Xi and his wife left the embankment. They were going to inspect the burning of livestock carcasses nearby.

The couple were afraid that some people would secretly eat it regardless of the government's warning.

The continuous rainfall and dry firewood became an important resource. Fortunately, the imperial court transported coal and charcoal.

Yang Xi and his wife looked at the yamen servants who were in charge of burning outside the pit. These yamen servants wore several layers of masks, and they were tightly wrapped from head to toe.

The couple were far away from the pit, and even wearing masks could smell the rotting smell of the corpse.

The burning began to billow black smoke straight into the sky. The black smoke was very choking. The officials still insisted on not leaving. It was not that the officials did not want to leave but that Yang Xi and his wife did not leave.

There are still a lot of livestock corpses washed up on the shore. The government sent special servants to take care of them to minimize the contact between the people and the corpses. The people did not have protective clothing, so the servants handled it more safely.

After burning for many days, the black smoke in the sky has not dispersed.

Time passed quickly, and the continuous month of flood fighting was finally coming to an end. Although it was not a major flood, it also caused heavy losses to the two states.

It will take time to rebuild in the future, and the water power in the two states will also be re-routed. Every project needs money to support it.

This month, Yang Xi and his wife have lost a lot of weight. The two of them are human but not gods. They also felt uncomfortable during the journey. They drank the decoction for seven days in a row.

Zilu has also arrived, and Zilu has matured in this flood, so he doesn't need to be urged to personally participate in the reconstruction.

Zhou Yu asked Zilu to write articles about soldiers and civilians, and these articles would be published in newspapers, while Yang Xi and Zhou Yufu were in charge of illustrations.

After the flood fighting was over, the two states resumed construction in an orderly manner, and the refugees never left the two states. Because there was no plague, the scope of people's movement was no longer restricted.

In some places where the flood has receded, the people can go back to clear the fields.

This shocked Hule China. He was still waiting for chaos in the south, and this was the end?Not only was there no trouble in the south, Yang Xixuan gained experience in dealing with floods in the future.

Hu Lechi was grinding his teeth, it was a flood, how could Yang Xixuan do it?
When the article written by Zilu was published in the newspaper, the image of soldiers not only defending their homes and the country but also protecting the people became more vivid. Yang Xixuan's years of hard work can finally pick the fruits.

(End of this chapter)