The white moonlight of fast transmigration

Chapter 512 Baiqie Black Disease and Powerful Minister vs. Cruel and Cold Empress

Fu Wan was a little emotional.

He wasn't like this before.

In the afternoon of the next day, the Wang Junshou got ready soon.Although the stage was built temporarily, in general, it is actually quite passable.

The troupe was very delicate, and Fu Wan took it very seriously at first.

But when she saw the back, she couldn't help looking at Junshou Wang a few more times. Sure enough, Junshou Wang's complexion became very ugly, and she fidgeted and got ready to stop the troupe from continuing to sing.

It's just that the person who watched the play was the female emperor Zhao Yuanzhi, who was cruel and merciless and not easy to provoke, and the governor of the king didn't dare to interrupt.

Fu Wan glanced at Sheriff Wang with a half-smile, who was already dripping with cold sweat.When the play sang for more than half, Wang Junshou couldn't bear it anymore, and she almost looked at Fu Wan from time to time in fear.

But Fu Wan was very calm.

While drinking tea, she watched the actors on the stage sing out all the crimes committed by Wang Taishou bit by bit.The play did not finish until Fu Wan put down the teacup in his hand and looked at the governor Wang.

"Wang Han." Fu Wan had a half-smile, with gloomy eyes in his narrow phoenix eyes, "It seems that no matter you are good at governing, you are also very good at dancing."

Fu Wan spoke the words "long sleeves and good dancers" very slowly.

It seems to say that she is harmonious, and it seems that she is good at... singing.

Wang Han rubbed the cold sweat on his forehead, knelt down in front of Fu Wan, and then managed to calm down, "These are all intentionally framed by the unscrupulous people, Your Majesty must be aware of the details."

Fu Wan nodded, "Of course I can't wrong anyone."

However, Wang Han did not relax because of Fu Wan's words. She tried her best to stabilize her face, but her words were a little messed up, "Your Majesty, there must be someone who wants to frame this minister. I have been working hard to control the water these days. That kind of person, Your Majesty, you must trust me..."

"Stop talking." Fu Wan frowned.

She stood up straight, turned and walked towards her residence.

Song Cheng followed her.

Although the flood control was almost done during this period, the affairs of the government were slackened for many days, and the accumulated booklets were enough to fit a room.

After Fu Wan left for a while, he began to review the memorial.

She reviewed the memorial very quickly, and was very focused, and did not pay attention to Song Cheng.

Probably wrote until the evening, before Fu Wan took a break.At this time, the servant came in in a panic, saying that the embankment at Xitou had collapsed again, and hundreds of people had just been washed away.

Fu Wan's heart tightened, "Who is in charge on the west side?"

"Lizheng, who was in charge of the west side, was also washed away."

Fu Wan frowned, and said, "Let Lord Chen lead someone to plug the gap."

Before she had time to continue writing Zhu Zhu, the former servant rushed in again, with a panicked tone, "Your Majesty, the embankment has collapsed in four or five places, and the rain outside is getting heavier."

There are four or five places.

You know, it took a whole month to block a dozen or so dams.

When the rain falls, all the efforts of this month will be in vain.Fu Wan frowned, took a tape to tie up his wide sleeves with loops, and strode out.

The rain outside was so heavy that people couldn't open their eyes. Fu Wan held up the umbrella by himself, but the umbrella was blown up by the wind before it was opened.

She is a little irritable.

At this time, a hand suddenly stretched out from behind. This hand is slender and fair, and it is a hand that is used to holding a pen and playing the piano.Fu Wan subconsciously looked over, Song Cheng was dressed in white, his ink hair was slightly damp in the wind and rain, and he was standing behind her with a gentle expression.

For some reason, Fu Wan felt a little warmer in his heart.

The two hurried towards the west together.

Sure enough, I don't know whether it was man-made or bad luck, all the dams to the west collapsed.

Without any hesitation, Fu Wan began to let some people start to block the dam, while only some people went to find the people who were washed away by the water.All of a sudden men, women and children came to help and were very busy on the embankment.

As the one in charge of the overall situation, Fu Wan had to run back and forth, so he simply dropped the umbrella in his hand and only directed back and forth in the wind and rain.

Song Cheng also dropped the umbrella and accompanied Fu Wan to arrange what everyone should do.

People come and go.

Fu Wan didn't notice when the guard Wang's servants approached her, so she didn't even notice that the hand was behind her and pushed her forward suddenly.

She stepped on the soft and collapsing soil, and leaned forward——

Like a piece of paper, Fu Wan fell down easily and fell into the turbulent yellow current.

"His Majesty!"

"His Majesty!!"

"Zhao Yuanzhi!!!"

Only the sound of rain, wind and water could be heard in Fu Wan's ears. As soon as she fell in, the surrounding water rushed her down rapidly.Fu Wan didn't care about other things, so he could only flop around in the water, trying to catch something.

Song Cheng glanced at Fu Wan, he stood on the shore without any hesitation, and jumped down without hesitation.

Song Cheng knows how to swim.

But in such turbulent water, no matter how powerful the water is, it will still be difficult to control.Fu Wan was caught by a tree branch, and finally he did not continue to be washed away.

Just when she thought that no one would come to rescue her, she was shivering from the cold and was about to faint.

A cold hand stretched out beside her, silently holding her ankle.

Fu Wan was so frightened that he almost kicked Song Cheng away.The other party grabbed Fu Wan, and the two just looked at each other, feeling a little awkward for some reason, and then looked away.

"Your Majesty, I will take you back."

Fu Wan looked at the invisible water all around, and then glanced at Song Cheng whose face was pale from the cold.

"You rest for a while." Fu Wan stretched out his hand and pulled Song Chengye onto the branch.

But more than half of the tree had been submerged, and there was only one branch left that could support a person, and the two could only squeeze together.As soon as he came up, Fu Wan could only stick to Song Cheng's body.

In fact, most of the time the two are not very close.

After all, there was too much hatred in the past.

Fu Wan felt a little uncomfortable, coughed a few times, and said in a low voice, "You jumped down again?"

Song Cheng's face was a little unnatural, "I belong to His Majesty, and if His Majesty is in danger, I should naturally..."

"Okay." Fu Wan said with some displeasure: "You are really full of lies." Fu Wan stared at Song Cheng who was close at hand, his dark eyes suddenly rolled, "However, if you It would be great if you really tricked me."

Song Cheng subconsciously looked into the bottom of her deep eyes, almost distracted.

"Your Majesty," he said in a low voice, "are they all the same?"

Fu Wan didn't speak.

The two were hanging on the branch of a tree, surrounded by only the sound of rushing water, and the whistling sound of strong wind mixed with torrential rain.The wet clothes of the two were stuck to their bodies, and they were tightly attached to each other, and the moist body temperature was also transmitted to each other.

"It's different. I hope Song Qing's words are sincere."

(End of this chapter)