It is a village of more than 300 households, which is not small and matches the number of fields around it.

But the fields outside are drought, the wheat is withering, and these farmers are praying to the gods for rain......

Zhao Ji's heart was sad, and he felt that these people were too ignorant.

But Zhao Hao was different, he looked at the smoke and the statues behind the smoke in awe, and said, "Big brother, what kind of immortal is that?" ”

Zhao Ji suddenly remembered what Shen An said, he said that the beliefs of the Han people have never been single-minded, believe in this today, and believe in that tomorrow. What's more, when they see the gods, they bow down and don't care about any conflicts between them.

But these villagers are very religious, and some of them kneel for an unknown amount of time, and when they get up, one of them stumbles, and then they fall down.

Shenhan slowly turned around, stared at Zhao Ji with dull eyes, and shouted, "Who are you?" ”

He was like a god, gradually regaining his dignity and his eyes becoming more lively.

And those villagers who slowly approached were like his subordinates, all of them were furious, and their expressions were hideous, like demons.

"Who are you?"

Zhao Ji took a step closer and said, "That's fake, the so-called praying for rain is fake!" ”

"The blasphemer will be crushed!"

Shenhan picked up a bowl and drank it all.

The villagers began to curse, and Zhao Ji's guards shouted to stop, and the two sides began to confront.

"Big brother, this is a god!" Zhao Hao was a little timid, he looked at the immortal fixedly, and felt that the eyes of the wood carving seemed to have magic power, making him want to fall into it.

"Gods...... If the gods existed, they would not sit idly by and watch the people suffer. If the gods know, why don't they rain down? ”

Zhao Hao was surprised, some of those villagers picked up stones and threw them over, smashed them in front and rolled a few times.

"This is a deception, if the gods are there, they should guard the side instead of waiting to burn incense and pray...... How long have you been praying? All the crops of the field have been forsaken, but what about the gods? Where are the gods? ”

Zhao Ji slowly approached, and the guards guarded his left and right.

The eyes of the villagers were fierce, and Zhao Hao was sure that they really dared to kill, "Big brother, what should I do?" Reasonable? Why don't you reason with them. ”

The god shouted, "This is a blasphemer, drive him out, or the gods will be furious and rain more calamities." ”

Zhao Ji looked up at him and said angrily: "Take him down!" ”

That's his response!

Be reasonable...... These villagers were all bewitched by the god, and to reason was to kill themselves, and they would be driven out by the villagers with hoes.

"What do you do? What do you want to do? ”

"Fuck off, this is our place!"

"Someone! Beat them away! ”

The villagers roared.

Zhao Ji raised his hand, "Draw your sword to warn!" ”

Choke!

The sound of a long knife coming out of its sheath suddenly appeared, and the scene fell silent.

"You ...... Who are you? ”

An old man walked out, he looked at the long knives, and said with difficulty: "Dare to ask which noble person it is?" Villain Wang Dong ......"

The ferocity in the eyes of those villagers dissipated, and they looked a little timid and cowardly.

"You wait to stay here."

Zhao Hao stepped forward alone, Zhao Hao was a little worried, so he followed.

Wang Dong bowed down, and as soon as he opened his mouth, the god man shouted, "They are liars!" Shoot them away, don't be afraid of any sword, the gods are here, and you will be omnipotent. ”

Zhao Ji pointed at him, and then said to Wang Dong: "I am Zhao Ji." ”

"Who is Zhao Ji?"

Wang Dong's face was cloudy, where did the common people know the name of the nobleman. Take today's official family as an example, everyone knows that his surname is Zhao, and he is called Zhao Guanjia. As for Zhao, no one knows, and there is no interest in knowing.

This is the people of this time, who have lived in the villages for generations, and have been farming for generations. They are curious about the outside world, but they can't explore more.

One is money, this year no money to go out and beggars are almost the same, when Renzong, those foreign candidates who came to the capital to participate in the imperial examination, after the palace examination was brushed down, some could only beg all the way home, and later it also triggered the new rule that the palace examination does not abolish the candidates.

The second is the atmosphere, in this atmosphere, most people follow the crowd, every day after being busy, watching their parents, wives and children take a break from going out to play.

So Zhao Ji reported to his home, and Wang Dong looked confused.

Zhao Ji covered his forehead, and at this time, a guard came from behind and shouted, "This is the prince." ”

"Prince...... What are you doing......"

Poof!

Before the words fell, Wang Dong knelt down.

"I've seen the king."

He has lived for decades, and of course he knows what the prince does.

The villagers also panicked and knelt down one after another.

"The villain has seen the king."

"I've seen the king."

Hundreds of people knelt down, but Zhao Ji was not proud, the gods over there were fleeing for their lives, and the two guards rode horses and slowly chased after them.

"Get up."

The people stood up sparsely, and Zhao Ji asked, "Why don't you go and divert water to fight the drought?" ”

"It's too far." Wang Dong said helplessly: "There is no way for the small river here to dry up." ”

"Where's Bianhe?"

It is three miles away from a section of the Bianhe River.

Wang Dong said in surprise: "King, it's so far away, all the people in our village can't dig a ditch when they go up." ”

The ditch of more than three miles is indeed a bit embarrassing. With the efficiency of the brain hole in this era, when the canal was dug up, most of the wheat in the field was also destroyed.

"In the middle, you have to pass through the fields of those villages, and it is difficult to walk, and you will lose money if you go."

If you destroy someone else's field while digging a ditch, it's not just a matter of losing money.

"Big brother, if you lose money, you will lose money, not bad money."

Zhao Hao's most envious thing is Shen An, and he thinks that Shen An's way of striking his opponent is too manly.

- Throw money! You don't agree? Brother will stone you to death with money!

But he didn't see Shen An's private methods, otherwise the three views would be subverted.

Zhao Ji said in a low voice: "I know how to fight ...... weapons."

When Wang Dong heard this, he said excitedly: "The king understands people and knows how to fight, and the villain was worried that he would frighten the king, so he didn't say it." Where others will be willing to give in, there must be a fight, and it is useless to win, those people will block your canal at night. ”

Grab the water, block the water...... These civil wars lasted for thousands of years, and until modern times, large-scale armed fights between two villages for water were still common.

Moreover, this kind of war is carried out at the village level, and military law is practiced. Everyone went to fight, they were beaten and crippled, and they were raised in the village, so go boldly.

"So troublesome?"

Zhao Hao basically hasn't seen much of the world, and his naivety makes Zhao Hao mutter.

This younger brother is so stupid, if he doesn't teach him well, he will become a rice worm in the future.

Shenhan was dragged over, and he honestly knelt on the ground, trembling all over.

"Say it."

Zhao Ji was pondering how to do this, and gradually spread his thinking.

"That's the true God."

No matter how you ask, Shenhan is just such a sentence.

There was more sympathy in the eyes of the villagers, and some people were angry, but they were afraid that the guards were holding long knives, so they didn't dare to burst out.

The guards were nervous, their eyes wandering.

Zhao Ji said helplessly: "Do you remember those goddesses and gods?" ”

Belch!

Someone in the guard suddenly remembered something, "Is it the time when the Marquis of Faith was converted?" Yes, that time the Marquis of Conversion defeated those gods and goddesses in the Kaifeng Mansion......"

"The pill was also debunked by the Returning Faith Hou."

The battle was very fierce, Shen An tried the law, and all the gods and goddesses used their housekeeping skills to attack him, but in the end, Shen An was safe and sound, but the gods and goddesses foamed at the mouth.

"The Converts are in the city."

Zhao Ji felt that this knowledge should be widely disseminated, especially in these rural areas, and that the people should know that the most reliable thing is their own hands.

"The villain is guilty, the villain is a liar......"

Shenhan suddenly collapsed, Zhao Hao was puzzled, and when he saw him crying bitterly, he felt even more fake.

"The villain can't live anymore, the family's fields are sold, and the villain starts to work, but the work is so hard, the villain follows the people to learn these things to deceive people...... The villain did not dare to work and return to the Hou...... Don't dare! ”

This person knew that Shen An was ruthless, and he knew that Shen An didn't believe this, so he confessed. If he doesn't confess again, what will Shen An do with him when he comes?

Most of the time it was beaten half to death and then questioned.

"What a liar?"

The people of the village were stunned, and their anger rushed up.

"Hit!"

Then there was a violent beating, and if it weren't for Zhao Ji to separate the villagers, this person would probably have been killed here on the spot.

"What to do? We are all praying for rain here, and we knew that we would have to carry the water! ”

"It's over, what about the wheat? I can't live, I can't live! ”

"It's all to blame, it's all to blame!" Wang Dong pounded his head and slammed his head, "A certain white has lived for many years, but he can't even see that this is a liar, a person who has harmed a village!" ”

Some of the villagers were squatting on the ground in a daze, and some were crying......

Most of the people were in a daze, and that sense of despair permeated.

A three- or four-year-old girl stood on the side holding her mother's hand and suddenly said, "Mother, I'm hungry." ”

Her mother said blankly: "I have nothing to eat, I have to keep it, otherwise I will starve to death." ”

Most of the memories of the famine come from the word of mouth of the elders, and the tragedy is despairing.

Zhao Ji shook his head and suddenly shouted, "Why are you crying here and not willing to dig a ditch?" Can tears water the land? ”

Wang Dong said with tears streaming down his face: "King, it's too far!" We don't use this little bit, and those villages on the road won't let us. ”

"Believe me or not?"

Zhao Ji said: "A certain name is Zhao Ji, when the prince of the dynasty, if you believe me, then follow." ”

He turned around and walked outside the village, Wang Dong hesitated for a moment, and then shouted: "Follow the king, follow." ”

The people of the village were all dispatched, and as long as they could walk, they followed behind Zhao Ji, with a glimmer of hope in their hearts.

Walking outside the village, Zhao Ji pointed to the front right and said, "That's the Bianhe River, is it three miles?" Come. ”

"The King."

"Go to Bishan Academy, and let them come up with an idea right away, what is the fastest way to dig a ditch."

"Yes."

The guards beat their horses and galloped away, and Zhao Ji turned around and said, "Give me a hoe." ”

"King, don't dare, villain doesn't dare."

Wang Dong was carrying a hoe, where did he dare to let Zhao Ji do it.

"Bring it!"

Zhao Ji snatched it, then chose a straight line, and swung the hoe vigorously.

The villagers looked at it stupidly, thinking that this was a bit unrealistic.

When the prince of the dynasty dug a ditch in our village......

No one believes it!

But it did happen.

The guards were also looking for tools, and dozens of people were digging ditches together, little by little, but the progress was palpable.

Wang Dong turned around and grabbed a shovel and shouted, "The king is digging a ditch for us, what are you waiting for?" Are they all brutes? Hurry up. ”

The villagers rushed over as if they had just woken up from a dream, and the scene was flooded in an instant.

The earth was dug up and then thrown on both sides, and the ditches were dug deeper and deeper......

The villagers looked at the young man at the front, and hope gradually swelled again.