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Chapter 191 The Three Armies Can't Be Commanded! (Ask for votes!)

"Lord county magistrate, most of the surrounding villages have been evacuated, but the people of some villages, hearing that you are here, ran this way without hesitation, and those who were left behind from other migrating villages. Gathered over.

"Everyone refused to leave no matter how much I persuaded them, so I had to connect the sluice gate. It's too dangerous to stay on the river beach below..."

Ouyang Rong was taken aback.

The senior officials in charge of evacuating the villagers buried their heads, took a step forward, and said bitterly:
"My lord, it's raining non-stop, and there have been many hillside mudslides along the middle section of Butterfly Creek, gravel and miscellaneous trees have blocked the river, and too many people have gathered to transport them out.

"Two of the ships you brought overturned, and the rest of the ships sent downstream to transport supplies have also lost contact. I don't know if they can bring new supplies for support."

Ouyang Rong fell silent, and the fire that had sprung up in his heart was also extinguished, and he swallowed back the words of reproach.

He turned his head and silently looked at the crowd on the sluice dam.

Under a cloudy sky.

The sluice dam across Yuenv Gorge looks like a slender and stubborn straight line, connecting Longbei Mountain and Caifeng Mountain on both sides of Yuenv Gorge.

In the front is the unpredictable and moody Yunmengze, and in the back is the Butterfly Creek, which has been blocked by frequent mudslides.

Just such a wide and narrow sluice dam is now crowded with hundreds of villagers, and their miscellaneous packages and luggage, all crowded together.

There are howling winds and raindrops on all sides.

It was wet and cold.

Ouyang Rong raised his hand, and tightly wiped his wet face with stiff muscles under the bamboo hat.

Looking around, on this narrow sluice dam, the dark heads of the villagers, and pairs of clear or cloudy black eyes, are frequently shooting at him.

There is also a group of dejected senior officials standing around.

There is a group of brave and young people who work hard and carry sandbags on their backs.

There are also Liu Ashan and other men who follow him silently.

The messy information in the environment, the different expressions of the people... All the feedback from the surroundings turned into a mountainous wave, rushing towards Ouyang Rong's bloodshot eyes.

At this moment, he suddenly felt very tired, not just the tiredness of the beating heart in his chest, but also... the powerlessness in his heart.

Although he was at the front without even thinking about it, but in fact... he is just an ordinary person?

An ordinary person who just wants to save merit and go home.

Just a college student who just graduated from the previous life and is gearing up to prepare for the postgraduate entrance examination in World War II?

Ouyang Rong had no intention of wavering.

Aiming at one thing, he never wavers.

Whether it was deciding to take the postgraduate entrance examination, climbing out of the underground palace to take a look, or deciding to go home.

He just suddenly doubted whether he could do it and guard the only sluice in front of him.

He's just... a little tired.

"Excuse me...is it Ouyang Ming's mansion?"

An old man with a gray beard dressed as the village chief Xiangxian walked out of the silent villagers and asked cautiously.

It interrupted Ouyang Rong's trance.

"It's me... I'm the official."

Ouyang Rong nodded and replied, the official uniform he had worn when he came here had been lost somewhere, and now he was wearing a coir raincoat.

Ouyang Rong took off his bamboo hat, and tried to smile at the trembling, white-haired village elder with a timid face.

The face of the old man with white beard turned into surprise, and when he turned his head, he said happily to the people who were staggering behind him:

"Master County Magistrate! It's Mr. County Magistrate! The county magistrate is here! Everyone, get up and look, don't worry, we will definitely be saved!"

"Your magistrate? You really are a magistrate! I saw your magistrate in the disaster relief camp..."

"I just said that the sluice is definitely fine. The county magistrate is here, and he built it. It will definitely be able to hold it. We don't have to run..."

The originally silent crowd of villagers, the name of a certain young county magistrate, was activated like a chicken blood.

At this moment, cordial shouts resounded on the sluice dam that was originally dignified, even overshadowing the noisy rain.

Ouyang Rong was taken aback.

In the crowd of women, children, old and young in front of him, there were flowers blooming with surprised expressions on their faces, as well as enthusiastic voices that seemed to come from the bottom of their hearts, which made Ouyang Rong a little dazed for a moment.

The old man with white beard leaned on a cane, took a step forward, and led the villagers behind him to salute.

Ouyang Rong hurried forward to help.

"You are welcome, old man."

"Mingfu."

Being lifted up, a look of hope appeared on the old face of the old man with gray beard and asked:
"It's raining heavily this time, Di Gongzha should be fine, right?

"We heard rumors from the officials who came to the village that you said in the Ming Dynasty that there is no need to be afraid of rising water, and that the Digong gate will not collapse with you. We all believe it, but everyone wants to come and send you some food. I hear you're on the gate."

Ouyang Rong silently looked at the pickled radishes, eggs, steamed buns and other local specialties handed over by the villagers in front of him.

He opened his mouth, but the words reached his throat, but he swallowed them back silently.

Facing the simple and hopeful eyes cast from all directions.

Ouyang Rong put on the bamboo hat again, pressed the hat firmly on the top of his head with his palm, stretched out his other hand, directly grabbed the bun that was handed forward by a little girl with the horns in both hands, and bit down hard.

Momo was cold and hard.

Ouyang Rong puffed up his cheeks and chewed with relish.

He lifted up the brim of the hat with his index finger, and revealed a pair of bright, torch-like lacquer eyes to the audience. His voice was hoarse but sonorous:

"Di Gongzha will be fine! With us here, it doesn't matter, folks, don't be afraid!"

The villagers on the dam rejoiced.

Liu Ashan and other men, as well as the surrounding officials couldn't help looking at a young county magistrate in the middle of the crowd who was drenched in water.

Standing like a pine and cypress, I have been exposed to wind and rain for a long time, but I have regained my spirit.

The old man with a white beard looked around, and seemed to notice the embarrassment of the officials around him. The old man sighed and apologized:

"Hey, Mingfu, everyone gathered here, did it cause trouble for you?"

Ouyang Rong shook his head and smiled:
"What's the trouble, the folks are here at the right time, everyone needs you!"

The old man with a white beard and a group of villagers looked at each other in a daze.

Ouyang Rong didn't delay any longer and quickly settled down.

Of course, the women, children, old and young among the hundreds of villagers are not suitable to stay on the sluice dam.

Under Ouyang Rong's earnest and kind guidance, all women, children, old and young people moved to the nearby Longbei Mountain and Caifeng Mountain.

At the same time, sick camps and rest camps were set up on these two mountains.

A few chief officials and the women, children, old and young were left to take care of the injured or sick people who retreated from the gate, and were responsible for cooking and heating hot water.

And the local products, bedding, pots and bowls brought by these villagers with their families have come in handy.

As for the middle-aged and young people among the villagers, Ouyang Rong allowed them to be included in the rescue team of Digong Gate if the conditions were suitable and they volunteered.

Although there are not many people, but in the current state where the upper and lower reaches are blocked, each additional person will have more strength.

Therefore, villagers and folks are not a burden, but a force that can be united.

Under Ouyang Rong's calm command, the government and the people are temporarily united.

Everyone performed their duties, and no one was free. Even the priests of the wild temple who were dragged to labor reform started to work honestly.

Perhaps it was the back view of a young county magistrate who was walking around and commanding, and was constantly in the sight of everyone, like an unfailing banner, standing on the top of the city and always boosting morale.

Or it may be that after two days of getting used to everyone on the gate, the whole system from top to bottom has gradually become a tacit understanding.

For a moment, a different kind of vitality glowed on the sluice dam.

Confidence also naturally accumulates silently in some people's hearts.

Regarding these subtle changes, Ouyang Rong, who was personally directing everywhere, naturally noticed them.

His face was calm, and he turned his head from time to time in the rain to look at Yunmengze, which was surrounded by smoke and waves.

The string in his heart has not been loosened, but the tiredness in his eyes has slightly decreased.

In this way, he also spent most of the rare and peaceful time after he came to Di Gongzha in a hurry.

The officials and civilians at the Digong Gate strictly abide by their posts and perform their duties, and nothing has happened.

When he guessed it was noon, he lowered his head and ate two pieces of steamed buns, shrank into the haystack in the inner lock room, closed his eyes and rested for half an hour.

Until the muffled sound of rain suddenly became clearer and louder, Ouyang Rong woke up in a daze.

"Master, let's..."

Liu Ashan, who hastily pushed open the lock room door, immediately saw the dozing figure of the young county magistrate with his head bowed, shut his mouth quickly, stepped back lightly, and was about to close the door.

But it was too late, in the darkness, a pair of bloodshot eyes had opened.

"What's the matter, tell me."

Ouyang Rong got up, patted the thatch on his buttocks, crossed Liu Ashan, pushed open the gate with his hands, put on a bamboo hat, and walked into the rain.

"Master, don't rest for a while, you didn't close your eyes last night."

"It's okay, I'm already refreshed. You told me."

Ouyang Rong shook his head.

Liu Ashan followed the former who was leading the stride.

"Master, the sacks we brought have been used up, all of them are packed into sandbags and piled up at the dam...

"The brothers who quarried rocks and sand from Caifeng Mountain have all returned, and I sent them to Longbei Mountain to help carry bamboo and wood...

"In addition, according to your instructions, I found two fishermen among the villagers. They have some experience in weaving nets. They are teaching women and children to make fishing nets with coarse cloth and hemp...these preparations are almost done."

While listening, Ouyang Rong walked through the dam, and the sandbags piled up beside him made him feel quite at ease.

The water level continued to rise, and soon, in case the Digong Gate was in a critical situation, the seemingly inconspicuous supplies prepared at the moment were all life-saving things.

"Let's go and have a look at Longbei Mountain."

Ouyang Rong took Liu Ashan and others to Longbei Mountain, which was at a slightly higher position.

He stopped for a while, looked back silently, and looked down at the sluice below and the surrounding tidal dams.

The Digong Gate does not mean that a whole gate occupies the entire Yuenv Gorge.

Although Yuenv Gorge is located between Longbei Mountain and Caifeng Mountain on both sides of the strait, it is relatively narrow.

But where in the world is there such a large sluice that can span the two sides of the gorge?
The Digong Gate is composed of a water gate and a tidal barrier.

A tidal dam is its main body, which is made of stones and wooden piles and spans the entire Yuenv Gorge. As the name suggests, it is used for flood control.

And the sluice is located in the central position of the tidal barrier dam.

Although the scale is small, occupying only less than one-tenth of the position of the tidal dam, it is exquisitely designed and can block water in both directions, which is extremely useful.

Can block tide, flood discharge, drainage and so on.

To put it simply, when the tide in Yunmengze is high, the gate is closed to block the water; when the tide is low, the gate is opened to release the water.

Right now Yunmengze is in a state of continuous heavy rain and the water level is skyrocketing.

Naturally, the sluice can only be closed tightly, and together with the surrounding tide-blocking dams, it spans the Yuenv Gorge to block the flood of Yunmeng Lake, gain time for flood discharge, and protect the downstream Longcheng County.

It is worth mentioning that the terrain of Yuenv Gorge is extremely interesting.

Longbei Mountain and Caifeng Mountain on both sides of the river extend from the bank to the bottom of the river, with stones protruding from them.

The stones at the bottom of the river are like corridors, spanning tens of feet.

Therefore, the terrain of Yuenv Gorge is extremely high.

As the drain of the north gate of Jiubaili Yunmeng Daze.

The relationship between Yunmengze and it is like a teapot filled with water and its upturned spout.

The water in the teapot is deep, but the water at the spout of the teapot is not deep.

Even if Ouyang Rong jumps directly from the Digong gate in the direction of Yunmengze, he can easily dive to the bottom of the water.

Therefore, the Digong Gate across the Yuenv Gorge has a very good water blocking effect.

But no matter how good the water-retaining fortification is, there is a limit, and it cannot withstand the infinite rise of the water level...

Boom--!
In the sky in the direction of Yunmengze, the sky was filled with silver and white lightning, and there was a dull thunder that came belatedly.

The rain suddenly became more intense.

Ouyang Rong suddenly came back to his senses, and spread his hands to catch the rain, as if predicting the rain, his brows gradually frowned.

"Go, go to the camp to get the fishing net, it's time to use it."

Ouyang Rong turned around abruptly, and left a word in a swift and decisive manner.

After a stick of incense, the muddy group rushed to the temporary camp set up on Longbei Mountain.

Liu Ashan and other men went to collect the fishing nets, while Ouyang Rong lingered at the entrance of the camp.

From time to time, he glanced at the stormy Yunmengze in the distance, his brows were a little uneasy, he hesitated for a while, he turned around instantly, and prepared to go to the edge of the cliff to observe.

But at this time, a girl's surprise and crisp cry suddenly came from a tent in the rear camp, which made him stop.

"Tan Lang, you, are you okay!"

"Willy?!"

Ouyang Rong looked back, and immediately found the familiar little body not far away.

On Ye Weilai's body, the elegant and self-cultivating maid's clothes were long gone, and she was wearing coarse clothes suitable for working and traveling like ordinary folk girls.

The girl seemed to just come out of the tent, holding a bowl of steaming ginger soup in both hands, looking over with bright gray-blue eyes.

This scene was a bit familiar, and it gave Ouyang Rong a sense of returning home.

But this is not Meilu Garden.

The splashing rain all around brought him back to reality, he shook his head vigorously, not hallucinations.

Ouyang Rong's face froze for a moment, and then his voice became louder unconsciously:
"Why are you here? Who brought you here!"

"Don't worry about Tan Lang, I'm fine... you first drink a bowl of hot ginger soup to warm up your body, it's all soaked, Tan Lang has the root cause of the disease, be careful and catch the wind and cold... The ginger soup has just been boiled, ready to send it down , it's Nu'er and Xiu..."

Ye Weilai said with concern on her small face, and accidentally said the last name in a hurry, her voice quietly became thinner.

Her small body moved secretly, covering the tent with the woman hiding behind her.

But Ouyang Rong is not in the mood to pay attention to these at the moment.

"It's bullshit!"

His heroic brows were furrowed, and he stepped forward quickly, ready to catch this skinny girl.

Ouyang Rong's reaction made Ye Weilai, who was familiar with his temper, shrunk her head. The girl raised the ginger soup bowl over her eyebrows and presented it. She stood there with her silver hair buried in her chest, looking pitiful.

As Ouyang Rong approached, he didn't know whether to be angry or laugh.

But at this moment, a thin-faced clerk suddenly ran up from the foot of the mountain, and fell at the gate of the camp. He was out of breath and looked around.

When he saw Ouyang Rong's figure, the thin-faced clerk hurriedly jumped up and waved, and shouted in panic:

"It's not good, Mingfu, the big thing is not good. The wind was strong just now, and a big wave rushed over trees and hard objects, hitting the sluice. The craftsman on inspection said that there may be a crack, and there is an undercurrent under the water. If you don't find a repair , may collapse at any time!"

Ouyang Rong turned his face away, his complexion suddenly changed.

"Undercurrent piping? Oops!"

Not long ago, the uneasiness in my heart really came true.

Having no time to take care of the little girl's affairs, Ouyang Rong immediately left Ye Weilai behind and led Liu Ashan and his party down the mountain.

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