If it weren't for Zhu Yunwen's arrival, officials of a level like Fang Mengsheng might not have been able to come to Poyang County for many years.

But now it’s different. The chief officials at both levels of the provincial government gathered in Poyang County, kneeling in the simple and simple county government hall.

"Okay, don't avenge me, get up."

Sitting under the plaque hanging high with a mirror, Zhu Yunwen couldn't find any sense of a county magistrate, because none of the people in front of him were ordinary people.

"I came for Luling County."

It would be fine if I didn't say it, but when I said this group of officials from Jiangxi trembled. Fang Mengsheng wanted to defend himself, and as soon as he stood out of the train, he heard Zhu Yunwen's voice.

"I originally wanted to cut you all, but when I came to Jiangxi, I couldn't blame you anymore."

"Your Majesty is clear and your Majesty is wise."

Fang Mengsheng was so excited that he almost cried out.

Doesn’t he want to provide disaster relief? He really doesn’t have the ability.

There were months of rainfall and the flood situation in the Ganjiang River was urgent. The Ji'an Prefecture had flooded several counties. It was not unaware of the fact that there were so many tributaries in Jiangxi, and the rain did not stop. Nanchang Prefecture, which was on the verge of Poyang Lake, Jiujiang Prefecture, which was sitting on the Yangtze River, had to be careful. How many people could he use it?

He reported danger everywhere and built river embankments everywhere. He could not get in to several other mansions for a flooded Ji'an Mansion.

"It's rare that the rain has become less today. Let's go to Poyang Lake with me to take a look."

Look at the drizzle outside the county government office and the heavy clouds, like a huge rock pressing on Zhu Yunwen's heart.

"Dangerous Your Majesty."

Shuangxi advised him: "The water level line in Poyang dialect has already exceeded the boundary point, and the flood risk has been reported, so you can't go."

"It's okay, I'll take a look from a distance."

Zhu Yunwen stood up and glanced at the officials in the hall: "I originally planned to call you to go to Ji'an Mansion, but now the flood situation is in place, I will not go to Ji'an. I hope you will learn from it this time and do a solid job in the next flood prevention work."

God blessed, my head was saved.

A dozen people knelt on the ground excitedly and shouted long live, and patted their chests to promise that they would be innocent of the holy grace.

In Zhu Yunwen's memory, there must be a history that cannot be forgotten, that is the flood in 1998. In the 1998 Flood War, Jiangxi was also the main battlefield.

The Yangtze River broke its dam and almost flooded the entire Jiujiang River, becoming one of the worst-hit cities in Jiangxi and even the country, exposing countless heartbreaking tofu projects.

In the current Ming Dynasty, these river bank embankments were not even comparable to those of later generations of tofu projects.

A dam built with raw materials such as huge rocks, yellow mud, and water can be smashed into a pit with a huge hammer. How can it withstand the impact of hundreds of millions or even billions of cubic cubes of floods? The ancients' resistance to natural disasters was almost zero.

"You expect that if the rain continues, how much time will we have?"

No one wants to continue raining, but everything must be planned for the worst.

About a hundred feet away from the lake shore, Zhu Yunwen looked at Poyang Lake. The clear lake surface had already rolled. When the time came, he let out a shocking roar. The Shanshui, which had saved lives in the past, instantly turned into a torrent of murder.

A dozen people gathered together to look at each other. An official from Jiangxi cadastral cadastral said, "If you follow the rainfall in the previous few days, I am afraid that in less than ten days, Jiujiang Prefecture, which is on the bank of the Yangtze River, will be the first to be affected by the disaster. In addition, the northern Jiangxi area will become a country of Ze."

Jiujiang, Jiujiang again!

Zhu Yunwen sighed: "Can you transfer the people?"

“It’s hard.”

Fang Mengsheng shook his head: "It rained heavily for days and the roads were muddy. Hundreds of thousands of people wanted to move. Once the speed could not keep up with the deterioration of the flood situation, leaving the protection of the city wall, it would only cause more casualties."

When walking on two legs, it is impossible to have a rapid rush of floods. Even if it is transferred, how can these people rely on to live in the future?

The water flooded the earth and all the land was destroyed. In this era, for the people, it was equivalent to taking their lives. Instead of wandering and dying in a foreign land for the rest of their lives, these people would rather live and die with the land.

"That's just that there's no better way?"

Zhu Yunwen had a solemn face: "Since that's the case, then I'm fighting God this time."

"No, Your Majesty!"

Among the crowd, a middle-aged official knelt down and talked: "Your Majesty is burdened with the country, how can you come to the dangerous place in person? This heavy rainfall in the sky must be related to the previous period, and the Dragon King was furious. I hope Your Majesty will return to Nanjing first and respect the ancestor of heaven and law, so there is no trouble."

Why are there always such a group of ignorant people in this era?

"Well, what you said makes sense."

Turning around, Zhu Yunwen looked at him. Judging from his clothes, he should be a fourth-grade crown.

"I also think it's the Dragon King who is angry."

Everyone was slightly stunned. The emperor didn't even look down on the celestial phenomena of such a big heart. Will he believe that there is a dragon king under the world?

Just as he was stunned, several other officials were excited to see the scene and kneel down to petition behind the middle-aged official, intending to wait for the emperor to take the matter to the national policy.

If you hadn’t engaging in the family rules of your ancestors, how could it have caused the country to shake?

"You said, is it me or the Dragon King?"

"Of course it's Your Majesty."

The official smiled and flattered: "Your Majesty is the same as the Emperor of Heaven, so he is naturally above the Dragon King."

"Since that's the case, I should have informed the Dragon King."

Zhu Yunwen walked up to the official, helped the latter up, and said with a smile: "I will now promote you to the special envoy of the East China Sea. Take your colleagues to the East China Sea to search for the Crystal Palace under the sea, and tell me that he would stop the rain earlier, otherwise I would have to punish him for the crime of being the best."

Going on a mission to the East China Sea to find the Crystal Palace?

"Your Majesty is joking."

I thought the emperor hadn't woken up, so why did he speak nonsense in broad daylight? Fang Mengsheng carefully reminded him.

"You have no jokes, and only the words I say are edicts, no jokes."

Zhu Yunwen patted the middle-aged official on the shoulder and encouraged him: "For the sake of the people of Jiangxi, the Qing family must fulfill their mission and let the Dragon King be honest for a while."

Several officials were still confused and did not understand the emperor's meaning. Just as Zhu Yunwen waved his hand, more than a dozen Jinyiwei walked over and dragged a few people to the direction of Poyang Lake. Soon after, they came to the shore and threw them all into the surging waves like dumplings.

Seeing that several people had completed their 'committee', Zhu Yunwen's face showed a few killing intentions: "In the flood situation, I dare to say these nonsense again, don't blame me for not warning you."
Chapter completed!