Three-pot porridge and naan

Wandong went to Yingbei on horseback, and returned to Shangjing in a carriage, which Xi Wenliang forced on him.

Wandong packed up his things and went to the porridge and naan shop to tidy up. Just about to say goodbye to Brother Qiu, Master Qiu came over with Mr. Qiu Butou and the others.

Brother Qiu felt a headache when he saw Qiu Butou, and now he was even more cold when he met Mr. Qiu.

"Wandong, the banquets in the taverns outside the city are all set up, so please show your face." Lord Qiu said with a smile, waving his fan.

Wandong seemed a little cramped, and at the end, Wandong looked at Brother Qiu: "Brother Qiu, let's go together, it's because I came to Yingbei to be your neighbor for so long because of fate."

Brother Qiu naturally wanted to say goodbye to Xiao Wandong, but he didn't want to stay with the two brothers from the Qiu family.

Qiu Butou grabbed Brother Qiu: "What are you talking about, let's go together."

They got into Wandong's carriage and went out of the city together.

Qiu Tutou talked the most, and his voice could be heard all the way, from Zhang Tutou's cattle and cubs to the amount of wheat per mu in Li Tutou's field.

After finishing the meal, several people rode on horseback and followed the carriage to send Wandong off.

Until it was almost dusk, Wandong stopped to salute and say goodbye to them.

Before leaving, Wan Dongfang told Brother Qiu that Fang Liu was recovering from his wounds in the palace, and that his wounds had healed.

It was also at this moment that Brother Qiu, who had been silent all this time, had red eyes in the night wind.

Because there have been many rumors outside, most of which are that Fang Liu was not rescued and died in the hospital.

Furthermore, because the Yingbei Palace protected Fang Liu, it also acquiesced to this rumor.

Brother Qiu naturally only believed what Wandong said. If Wandong said that Fang Liu was not dead, he was not dead. Where Wandong said Fang Liu must be there.

Wandong hooked his lips into a smile, still the same as when Brother Qiu first met him in the season when the peach blossoms began to bloom that day.

This pair of peach blossom eyes is enough for Brother Qiu to remember for a long time...

"Xiao Wandong, go early and come back early, it's not a small loss for your shop to be empty for a day." Brother Qiu suddenly laughed.

Wandong: "This is just like Brother Qiu when I first met that day. Let me go."

Not far away, Qiu Butou also waved his sleeves in Wandong's direction.

Wandong's carriage disappeared into the distance and turned into a dot...

Everyone started to go back to the house, at this moment Brother Qiu started to worry, he came in Wandong's carriage, he was the only one who didn't ride a horse, how could he go back?

Qiu Butou looked over: "Brother Qiu, let's go back together."

"..."

Brother Qiu probably never thought in his life that he would ride the same horse as Qiu Tutou.

It's all thanks to Wandong...

*

Wandong didn't even think about it, he asked the passing escort to bring a message seven days ago that he was going back to Beijing.

Because he brought back a lot of local goods, he didn't want to move back alone, so he asked Xiaobai to pick him up in the town.

The feudal town is very close to Shangjing, because the carriage needs to get on the big boat in the feudal town, and the big boat can go directly to Zhoulangdu, so it is most suitable for the feudal towns to meet.

Wandong exhausted himself and arrived in the feudal town, when there was a heavy rainstorm.

At this time, on the last day of the seventh month of the lunar calendar, such a heavy rain was accompanied by thunder, and Wandong couldn't understand it.

After moving the local goods bought in Yingbei to the inn, I had to go to other inns to find out if there was a person named Mei Xiaobai who lived there.

This question didn't kill Wandong.

In the past, it was Mei Xiaobai who came to look for him.

What's more, he asked the Escort to bring a message seven days ago, even if he climbed Mei Xiaobai, he could crawl over...

Mei Wandong didn't find Xiaobai, so she went back to the inn and started cleaning out his local goods. Most of the carts she bought were food, and some good cloth, all of which were taken back to honor her aunt.

The cloth was wrapped in oiled paper, fortunately it was not poisoned by the heavy rain.

*

The rain didn't stop all night, and Wandong got up early the next morning to fetch water from the backyard of the inn, and the water in the backyard of the inn was up to his ankles.

I heard the hostess of the inn shouting outside: "The water of the big river has flooded up, and several farmhouses have been flooded. There is also a person who fell asleep in the night and woke up in the river. Luckily, he got it back. It sounds both sympathetic and funny..."

Wandong had just washed his face and combed his hair, and asked the inn cook to bring something to eat, when he saw officers and soldiers passing by outside.

"Officers and soldiers were sent to control the water. Several ferry crossings were flooded, and it was impossible to cure it. Besides, the heavy rain seemed to have never stopped."

Wandong thought it was only one night, and it would be fine for a few more nights.

"Little brother, are you also waiting for the boat?" A young man sat down in front of Wandong. "

Wandong immediately put down his chopsticks: "If I had known it would take me a few more days to travel a long way..."

People are not as good as the sky.

I was greedy for those few days and wanted to go to the feudal town and take a boat, I thought it would be easier...

The more Wandong thought about it, the more annoyed he was, he propped his chin and looked at the person sitting opposite him: "Brother, are you also waiting for the boat?"

The man smiled and said, "I have a batch of goods to be transported to Shangjing."

Wandong: "What kind of business?"

Being idle is also idle, so Wandong chatted with this person.

The man's surname is Tu, and his first name is Yu. He is from Mudan Town, Luoyang, and he is in the business of lanterns and candles.

There are many merchants who make lanterns in Dayi. After all, lanterns are also a part of basic necessities of life.

Wandong heard from him that he was going to wait for a friend in the feudal town, because that friend had waited until now and hadn't crossed the river.

What a coincidence, Wan Dong was also waiting for Xiaobai in the military town.

"If I had known this, I would have gone to Beijing by myself two days earlier." The young man laughed.

Wandong sighed, and only said: "The rain...it should stop tomorrow."

*

Obviously, the Dragon King and Wandong are not familiar with each other, the rain not only didn't stop, but also got bigger and bigger.

The old people in the town say they haven't seen it for decades...

Wandong: Alright, he's lucky to see him today, who hasn't seen him for decades.

On the second day of August, the third day after staying in the inn, the rain finally eased, and Wandong finally found an acquaintance.

Although Wandong really didn't want to see this person...

After all, seeing this person makes his hands hurt, and this is the person who forced him to drain his blood.

Logically speaking, Yan Twelve should have found Wandong first.

Yan Twelve said that Xiaobai went to Yingchuan with Xiaobai's master, so Xiaobai could not come.

Before Xiaobai went to Yingchuan, he told Yan Twelve Thousands to go to Fanzhen to pick up his cousin at the end of July...

As a result, Yan Twelve forgot normally.

I didn't think of it until the night of the first day of August...

"How did you get here?" Wandong asked curiously.

"By boat." Yan Twelve replied expressionlessly.

The waterway from Shangjing to Fanzhen is from upstream to downstream, and it doesn't take a few hours.

Wandong: "Then how to go back?"

Speaking of this, Yan Twelve's mouth twitched twice: "Don't ask me."

It’s easy to come and hard to go, and if you want to go back by boat in a sudden rainstorm, don’t even think about it.

Yan Twelve Dun had the illusion of being on a pirate ship...

That's right, Yan Twelve was also trapped in the feudal town.

On the third day of August, even the guys from the inn went to help control the water.

At this moment, Wandong couldn't sit still anymore, and after resting for a few days, he was done, rolled up his trouser legs and went out to check the situation.

It stands to reason that it is impossible for a small town to be turned into this by three or four days of heavy rain, but this town is a bit special.

The terrain in the center of the entire feudal town is low, and the surroundings are high, and the big river flows through the north of the feudal town.

This funnel-like terrain makes it inevitable that once there is a heavy rain here, the rain will inevitably gather and cause disasters.

However, it is impossible to change the terrain in a day or two, and it is impossible to talk about moving the foundation of this town now.

Speaking of which, there should have been a lake in the center of this town hundreds of years ago. With the lake gone, there was fertile soil. In addition, it was backed by a big river, so villages and markets were formed... and eventually it gradually developed into a small town.

This lake is also the reason for the low terrain in the center of the feudal town.

The feudal town has the meaning of filling the feudal domain, and some people probably guess that the lake in the town was filled in.

Speaking of the terrain of such a place, even if there is not such a heavy rain, even if the water of the big river rises, it will pour water into the town. Why do more than 6000 people stick to it in such a place and reproduce here for generations? .

Mrs. Bo in the town gave Wandong an answer: "The big river also flooded, but these years have been fine. The town historians have recorded that the big river had a big flood 30 to [-] years ago."

Because it happened 20 years ago, it was temporarily forgotten by the people here.

After a night of discussion, Mr. Bo followed Wandong's suggestion and no longer chose to block the water at the ferry, but led people to dig a half-meter-wide water channel from the town to open up the veins of the entire town and drain the water. Water is distributed over the fields.

This method works, but it also destroys some of the growing crop.

The place where the dredging was first started will inevitably withstand the flood that has accumulated in the town for many days, and the farmland may be completely destroyed.

Farmers whose farmland has been destroyed will naturally be unwilling.

Mr. Bo brought his master's guarantee to every household, to control the water first and then talk about the crops. The government of the farmers whose farmland was destroyed promised to distribute the seeds of the crops as compensation.

This is probably the most things Mr. Bo can bring out.

*

With crying and sweat, the people and officers and soldiers in the town dug three waterways overnight.

In the early morning, it was obvious that the water accumulated in the town was flowing out...

At this moment, Mr. Gao, who was in front of Mr. Bo, hurried over.

"Doctor Mei, Doctor Mei, it's not good, it's not good!"

Wandong was the one who suggested digging canals for their town, and this proposal worked well. The people in the town respect Wandong very much now, and this master is the same, and he will report every big and small matter to Wandong.

Yan Twelve rushed ahead of Wandong and asked that Master Gao: "What's wrong?"

"Water... a lot of bones were dug out of the canal! Several tall and strong men were scared to death, and now the people dare not dig any further..."

The waterway plan, which was only somewhat effective, stopped because a large pile of bones was suddenly dug out.

*

The rain was still falling, and there were a few people standing far away by the waterway, not far away was the place where the bone beach appeared...

Master Gao hurried ahead holding an umbrella.

The umbrella was swaying in the rain, and the umbrella leaves were a little torn. It couldn't hold back much rain in such a heavy rain.

Wandong and Yan Twelve walked behind, and before reaching the destination, they could already see some scattered bones...

Already had a creepy feeling.

This place is called the beach of bones. As for why this place exists, Wandong can only ask Master Gao to find a way to count how many bones there are.

Master Gao invited almost all the masters available in the town.

Wu Zuo and Wan Dong went to clean up those bones.

"Are there any other places?"

When Wandong took Wu Zuo to Baigutan, Yan Twelve asked Master Gao.

They started digging waterways from the center of the town to the four sides of the town since last night.

Master Gao shook his head: "No, only this place has it."

This is the northwest direction of the feudal town, less than seven miles away from here is the big river.

*

That night, Yan Twelve asked about Wandong Baigutan.

Although Wandong didn't say much to the senior master during the day, Yan Twelve guessed that it was impossible for Wandong to find out nothing, so he chased Wandong and asked him to tell him...

Seeing that he wanted to know so much, Wandong told him.

The corpses ranged from thirty to forty people, almost men, young and middle-aged.

Yan Twelve Yi hurriedly said: "It's the army?!" They are all young and middle-aged and men. Isn't it possible that they are the army? "

Wandong shook his head.

Yan Twelve: "Why?"

Wandong: "Looking at bones is not a long-term training."

"Then who are they? Do you know?" Yan Twelve asked again.

Wandong pursed her lips and stopped talking.

Seeing the expression on his face, Yan Twelve knew that Wandong must know something, but he didn't want to say it?

"What's going on? I also heard that before you came back at night, you told Master Gao that it was just a bandit's lair, and it was taken away and buried here..."

"You came to ask me after hearing that?" Wandong's tone was a little cold.

Yan Twelve leaned over and looked at Wandong: "When you lie, you look very solemn, so you lied to the master at that time, and you couldn't hide it from me."

Wandong: "..."

Yan Twelve: "So what's going on?"

Wandong held his teacup and turned his back to him: "Don't bother me for now."

He doesn't want to mention a word about Baigutan now.

Yan Twelve was slightly angry: "You can't trust me? I'm not a big-mouthed person, and I don't talk nonsense."

Wandong was speechless to him.

Annoyed by Yan Twelve's noise, Wandong said, "If you really want to know, we'll talk about it tomorrow."

He was sleepy after being busy for so long.

When Yan Twelve heard this, she obediently went back to her room.

*

Early the next morning, the inn was talking about the beach of bones.

It has also been spread outside that the pile of bones belonged to a group of bandits who lived in the feudal town hundreds of years ago. They were suppressed by the officers and soldiers, and they were all killed and buried there.

Wandong wouldn't be suspicious if there were not many people spreading the news, but the news spread like this in one morning, and everyone in the town knew about it...

Wandong immediately put down his chopsticks and stood up suddenly, startling Yan Twelve.

Wandong suddenly walked out of the inn, and Yan Twelve chased him out: "You don't want breakfast!?"

After all, Yan Twelve felt sorry for Qian, so he went back and put all the buns in his pocket before going after Wandong.

*

Master Bo is not in the government office at the moment, so Wandong went to find him at Master Bo's mansion.

Master Bo's house is very small, as big as the small house in Yingbei Wandong. It stands to reason that the most powerful man in this feudal town should not live in such a small place.

Mr. Bo is 25 and six. It is said that he married a wife. His wife is in his hometown. Most of the villagers don't know where Mr. Bo's hometown is.

Master Bo has only one follower, who looks like sixteen or seventeen, and as soon as he pulls them away and sees Wandong standing outside, he immediately invites him in with a smile.

"Your Excellency is in the study, Master Mei, I will guide you there." The little attendant always felt close to Wandong when he saw that he was as old as him.

Master Bo was only slightly surprised when he saw Wandong, but not surprised.

Master Bo said to his little attendant, "Let's boil a pot of hot tea."

Mr. Bo's voice is gentle and clean, it belongs to the kind of pleasant voice, and it can also make people feel the elegance and easy-going of this person.

After the entourage left, Wandong asked directly: "Why did your lord let the people in the city tell that the bone beach is a den of bandits?"

"Isn't that what Dr. Mei said yesterday?" Master Bo gently asked him the question.

Wandong smiled: "My lord knows exactly what I want to ask."

Master Bo raised his eyebrows together: "No, I don't know."

"Does your lord know whose corpse is in that bone beach? Your lord will do an autopsy too?" When he and Yan Twelve went back last night, when he and Yan Twelve went back, Mr. Bo came over with a lamp. They met someone who talked to him on the way, so Mr. Bo was going there. Looking for Master Gao is also to check the bones.

Mr. Bo continued unhurriedly: "Doctor Mei said it was the corpse of a bandit. I had someone fill up the bone beach last night, and the waterway to the northwest was not dug anymore. This matter is over. .”

Hearing this, Wandong was sure that Mr. Bo knew everything.

Naturally, Wandong would not continue to press the question, he smiled: "Your Excellency understands that righteousness is the blessing of the people of the town."

The matter of bones has not been mentioned too much, after all, water control is the most important thing at the moment.

In the next three days, Lord Bo and his men dug more than 20 waterways in the town.

The flood in Fanzhen finally passed.

Apart from casualties in the first few days, there were no casualties thereafter.

Yan Twelve: "It's the ninth day of the ninth day today, so let's go."

"...Let's go, leave tomorrow, I can't put the local goods I bought in the car, and my aunt will scold me when I take them back." Wandong said weakly, propping his chin.

Yan Twelve: "You're still worried about your food, thank God for your life."

"Okay, I'll go to the ferry first to find out if there is any boat to go to Beijing tomorrow."

As Wandong said, he stood up and walked out, only to see a person rushing in, bumping into Wandong.

"Yes...I'm sorry." The man hurriedly said and walked towards the counter, "Shopkeeper, there is a man named Tu living here, and he should be in the town at the end of July."