Yinhou of the Three Kingdoms

"have nothing to say!"

Tightening the sword on his body, Ning Wu glanced sideways at Lu Xun, thought for a moment, then uttered a few words abruptly, keeping his mouth tightly closed.

"Eh? Hahaha..." Pang Tong couldn't help laughing while riding on the horse.

"Lu Xun, this is the eldest baby that Mr. took in, right? I've heard his name in college. Uncle Zhou is full of praise for him, but...his sister is much cuter than him..."

Ning Wu didn't seem to hear what Pang Tong said, only when he heard the word "sister" could he not help but glance at Pang Tong.

"Cough! Even the master praises Xiao Wu's tenacity. He has such a character. From the first day I knew him, I haven't seen him say anything!"

"Don't worry, Mr. Pang Shiyuan has a lot of people, so he won't be blamed!"

"laugh!"

Lu Xun shook his head, this Pang Tong really felt good about himself, did he really think he was explaining for Ning Wu?

wrong!

I am explaining this to Ning Wu, for fear that he will have an opinion on Pang Tong.

"We have been out for more than ten days, and I don't know if the master knows that we are about to enter the Sili territory..."

"Hey! It's almost here. It's really tormenting if it goes on like this!"

Pang Tong and Ning Rong had been to Youzhou before, so the distance was naturally much longer than this time, but...the weather was not so hot at that time!

...And what is Ning Rong doing at this moment?I am afraid no one will believe it, because he is mobilizing the men, women and children of the whole Ningjiazhuang to dig the canal, and it is not an ordinary canal. It is at the most downstream of the canal, three or four miles away from Ningjiazhuang. built a huge

embankment.

"Master Hou, what we do this day is that no matter how much rain there is, the crops will not be flooded. Why are we digging ditches?"

Holding the shovel in his hand, the old man dug a shovel of soil with his calloused hands and laid it on the embankment.

"It's coming! It's going to rain soon..." Ning Rong stared at the scorching sky with a serious face.

"Where is it?"

The old man in Ning's Zhuangzi looked up at the sunny sky, but no matter how he looked at it, he didn't see any sign of rain.

"Pei Yuanshao, where's the sand? Hurry up and let them bring the sand to Lao Tzu. Everyone is not allowed to leave tonight. We must use cement to reinforce the dikes and canals!"

Ning Rong looked angrily at Pei Yuanshao who was moaning in the distance and shouted angrily.

"Hou Ye~Hou Ye, the lime powder is not enough..."

Zhou Cang ran over panting. At first they didn't know the magical effect of lime powder, but since Ning Rong used lime powder and sand to create a flat and solid country road, everyone's use of lime powder increased instantly.

Some even reinforced the walls of their homes with lime powder. Now looking at the sturdy and bright appearance of their own houses, and looking at the dirt yards in the four miles and eight villages, their nostrils are almost twisted to the sky.

"Send someone to notify Zang Ba in Qingzhou to bring the sand to Lao Tzu overnight! What a bunch of trash, I can't do such a trivial thing well!"

Ning Rong stared at Zhou Cang with red eyes, Zhou Cang looked at Hou Ye's appearance, without saying a word, turned around and went to find the steward who manages the lime powder.

"Old Li, where is Old Li..."

Half of the people in Ningjiazhuang are the Yellow Turban Army who attached to Ning Rong at the beginning, that is, the old brothers of Zhou Cang and Pei Yuanshao, and some of them are desperate people who were taken in by Mi Zhen.

And the most useful thing is Mi Zhen's dowry. The Mi family is very generous to send hundreds of stewards and thousands of servants and maids. All arrangements were made to Ning's Zhuangzi.Now, these people are still performing their own duties. Those who are attached to Ning Rong serve as the guards of Ning Rong. They organize spontaneously and accept Ning Rong's control. Mi Zhen's dowry is all good at doing business. People became the stewards of Ningjiazhuang, and those poor people happily accepted

The land given by Ning Rong is always trying to grow something.

At first, Ning Rong was a little worried about whether these people could get along peacefully, but after getting along for a long time, these people became acquainted, and those old yellow scarves also started to try farming.

"Master Hou, Master Hou...so...someone is here..."

Li Ning climbed up from the ditch panting.

"This... who told you to dig the river? It's not a job!" Ning Rong came up and reprimanded him, "Let me ask you, how is the construction in Xudu going? Xun Wenruo won't do it!"

Seeing Ning Rong's menacing and man-eating appearance, Li Ning was so frightened that he was stunned and his head short-circuited. He had never seen such a crazy and furious Ning Rong. "Uh...no, no..." Li Ning shook his head in fright, seeing Ning Rong's ugly face, he realized it and quickly explained, "Fixed! Although Mr. Xun Ling didn't understand, but he heard that it was Lord Hou who said it. Ordered the recruitment of civilians to raise the height of the Yellow River on the north bank by more than three feet, which is the territory of the territory.

Countless intricate canals have also been built..."

"It's not enough! You go into the city immediately and pass on my military order to tell Xun Wenruo to mobilize the remaining Nanya Imperial Guards to reinforce the canals before it rains tonight!"

rain?

Li Ning was a little dazed, would it rain in such a hot day?

"Hurry up!" Looking at Li Ning who was dawdling, Ning Rong resisted the urge to kick someone, pinched his waist with both hands, and looked at the empty land with a solemn expression.

Chapter 791 The Heavenly River Backfires

The temperament of the nobles is so habitual, Ning Rong spat and smeared viciously, looking at those tired men, listening to their groans from the bones, he finally breathed a sigh of relief.

The dams and canals were finally reinforced according to Ning Rong's request. Looking at the last rays of the setting sun, Ning Rong only hoped that he would be given a little more time.

"Master Hou, this cement works very well, but...why do you ask us to put these hay on it? This thing needs to be dried overnight to harden!"

Taking advantage of his age, the old man sat down beside Ning Rong and asked with a vicissitudes on his face.

"I really don't know how you came up with it, Lord Hou. This thing is the most sturdy and easy to use for building houses and walls. It's a bit wasteful to use it for repairing canals..."

Hearing that even this simple old man started to play tricks on himself, Ning Rong knew that his temper was not ordinary in the past ten days, but he couldn't take it seriously, because he suddenly remembered a terrible thing.

"Natural disasters and man-made disasters, it's us ordinary people who suffer..."

Ning Rong sighed, not knowing how to explain it to them.

"Hey! Who's to say it's not, it doesn't rain this day, and there is no harvest in the field. If this continues, this year will be a waste!"

Thinking of the thirsty crops in the field, the old man felt as if a knife was cutting his heart.

"Is it raining...it will come..."

Ning Rong shook his head, looking at the sky with a serious tone, they didn't understand at all that the catastrophe in the first year of Jian'an was not a drought, but... a flood!

"Tick!"

As soon as Ning Rong finished speaking, a drop of water suddenly hit the old man's hand.

Huh?

"This is……"

The old man looked at Ning Rong tremblingly, the horror on his face couldn't be more horrified, could it be that Lord Hou is really a god, why did he say it was raining... and it really rained.