Chapter 1182: A Mouthful of Salt Soda Sprays Him to Death (Second Watch)

"Mu Zichuan, what are you looking for us?"

Yang Ruoqing's voice came from the door of the hall with her footsteps.

Mu Zichuan followed the voice, and his eyes fell on Yang Ruoqing's body.

I haven't seen her for months, and the girl has grown taller again, and she has become more and more graceful and slender, and she is delicate and beautiful.

The characteristics and attractiveness of women are becoming more and more obvious.

Mu Zichuan's eyes quietly flashed with a glimmer of joy.

Before he could speak, the old Yang Tou on the side couldn't help frowning.

"Qing'er, don't be rude, this is a disaster relief official sent by the imperial court, you have to call your lord......" Lao Yang Tou said.

"Huh?"

Yang Ruoqing was stunned, a little unhappy with the groveling appearance of the old Yang Tou.

"There are no outsiders here, are you too nervous?"

"Hehe, if that's the case, I'm not a commoner."

She turned around and grabbed Luo Fengtang's arm beside her.

"Tang Yanzi is a general, I am the wife of a brigadier general, I wonder if I can be a lady in the future! Mu Zichuan, you said yes, right? ”

Mu Zichuan looked embarrassed.

He glanced at Luo Fengtang's arm, which Yang Ruoqing was holding tightly, and lowered his eyelashes.

Then, he turned his head to the old Yang Tou and said: "Grandpa Yang, Qing'er is right, although I was sent by the imperial court to assist in disaster relief, I am also a member of Changping Village."

"There are no outsiders here, those who are hypocritical or anything, they can be exempted, and they will not be restrained in speaking and acting with each other."

Mu Zichuan's words made Lao Yang's cheeks hot.

Yang Ruoqing squinted at the old Yang's head.

Hehe, the horse's fart slapped the horse's leg, right?

Deserve!

At the Eight Immortals Table, Mu Zichuan stood up and said to everyone: "I have asked everyone here about the disaster."

"No matter how much you ask, it's better to go through it truthfully and see it with your own eyes."

"Qing'er, Tang Yanzi, can you please accompany the two of you to go outside with me to see how the surrounding villages are affected?" Mu Zichuan asked.

Yang Ruoqing and Luo Fengtang glanced at each other.

If he asked them to go out with him to see the scenery, he would definitely be killed by a mouthful of salt soda.

Now it's different, he's coming back for disaster relief. For this kind of request, even if he doesn't mention it, the two of them will take the initiative to do it.

Luo Fengtang nodded happily: "Okay!"

Mu Zichuan turned his inquiring gaze on Yang Ruoqing again.

What he was looking forward to most was her nod in agreement.

Yang Ruoqing hooked her lips and smiled: "The husband sings and the wife follow, of course we go together!"

Mu Zichuan also nodded, unable to tell whether it was sad or happy.

Seeing that the three of them were about to go out, Lao Yang and the others came over again.

"Lifting the old ......"

Realizing something, Lao Yang Tou and they quickly changed their words.

"Brother Zichuan, what's that, you just got off the boat and didn't drink a few sips of tea."

"Why don't you wait until you've had lunch to check on the disaster? And over there in Lingtang, you haven't seen each other yet......" Old Yang Tou said.

Mu Zichuan frowned slightly and said, "The disaster is like fire, and it can't be delayed."

"Now that I'm back, I'm not in a hurry to meet my mother."

Putting down these words, he turned around and said to Yang Ruoqing and Luo Fengtang, who were waiting at the door of the house, "Let's go!"

"Okay!"

Yang Ruoqing responded happily, and before leaving, she couldn't help but glance at Old Yang.

What's going on?

Why is it so heavy and obvious with Mu Zichuan's dedication to hospitality?

What do you want to knot?

Hey, if a person keeps thinking about kneeling, the people next to him can't pull it up.

Speechless!

……

The three of them went out of the house in a small boat.

Luo Fengtang supported the boat, Mu Zichuan stood at the bow of the boat, and did not hold the folding fan used by scholars and talents in his hand.

Instead, he took a long penny.

Yang Ruoqing stood beside him, holding a string of ropes in her hand, and several weighing stones were tied to one end of the rope.

The three of them first paddled around Changping Village to test the depth of the water level in different sections.

Then, boats passed through the village and checked the damage to every household.

Seeing those dead chickens and dead ducks floating in the water, as well as some other rotting animal carcasses floating around, Mu Zichuan's brows furrowed tightly.

"The loss is so severe, it's devastating!"

He sighed softly.

This way from Wanghai County, everywhere you go, everything is full of desolation.

With great ambitions, he came down to relieve the disaster and control the water, but when he was in Baiquan Town, below Wanghai County, he was relieving the disaster.

A levee in White Springs broke, and the flood rushed out like a ferocious beast.

He could only watch as the people were swept away by the flood.

Such a small child, rushed in front of him.

He jumped into the water to pull and grabbed the child's hand.

But the water was so strong that in a moment his hand was washed away, and the child was gone.

If it weren't for the timely rescue of the accompanying guards, he would have been washed away by the flood.

The child's body was found the next day......

The ambition when he left Beijing was suddenly poured cold water.

"The sky is ruthless, and the people are dogs!"

"In the face of such a catastrophe, manpower is so small!"

Thinking of the sadness, Mu Zichuan couldn't help but say in a deep voice, full of sadness and gloomy.

Hey, why doesn't anyone comfort me?

Where did Qing'er go?

Mu Zichuan turned his head to see that the side was empty, and Yang Ruoqing didn't know when he went to Luo Fengtang, who was holding the boat at the stern.

At the stern of the boat, Yang Ruoqing was pointing to the floating animal carcasses in the water.

"Didn't Uncle Li Zheng take the men in the village who knew how to fish up these animal carcasses and dispose of them? Why are there so many? ”

She frowned, a little disgruntled in her tone.

"These things float in the water, they emit a foul smell, and they stain the water, a bunch of viruses."

"If your skin comes into contact with this water, it will cause sores and pus, and you may be infected with the plague, and then it will be a real disaster!"

Hearing this, Luo Fengtang also looked serious.

He stuffed the penny in his hand to Yang Ruoqing: "Qing'er, you accompany Mu Zichuan to inspect the disaster, and I will go back and organize people to salvage these things!"

Yang Ruoqing grabbed him: "You will go back this time, the water is dirty, I don't allow you to swim back."

"When you finish checking the disaster, it's not too late for you to row out again!" She said.

Luo Fengtang had to stay and continue to hold the boat.

Yang Ruoqing turned around and returned to Mu Zichuan's side.

Mu Zichuan heard all her words.

At this moment, he looked at Yang Ruoqing with an appreciative face: "Qing'er, this concern of yours is very good, when I go back after the inspection, I will call on everyone to salvage."

Yang Ruoqing nodded.

"I have been salvaging for the past few days, but some things were not found at the time, and they were probably pressed into some corners, and then they were washed up by the water." She said.

Mu Zichuan said 'um'.