"Over at Donglin Temple, I have also said hello. You can just take the people up there. If you can't live in them, just stay in the temple. Six thousand households of Longcheng people can be accommodated on a large mountain. Try not to leave anyone behind.

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"As soon as our ship leaves, you immediately mobilize everyone. The water is rising too fast. If the water rises at the current rate, it may be too late if it is a day later.

"All the people in the county must be brought to Dagushan and resettled. It is said to be the arrangement of the county government, the order of my official, and the order of the court!

"If you can't take the pots, pans, gold, silver, jewelry, and other belongings under the mountain, don't force them to take them away. People lose their land, and everyone and their land are lost. People lose their land, and everyone and their land are there."

"I still remember what I told you that day. In the worst case, we will have to start over from scratch. Even if the flood floods Dragon City, there will always be a day when the tide recedes. You can just build it again in the future..."

The young county magistrate gave detailed instructions.

Liu Ashan turned his head silently, looking at the shadow of a coir raincoat at the bow of the ship that was occasionally illuminated for a moment by the snow-white electric snake in the sky.

Yan Liulang, who was about to accept the order, heard the strange word "you" and his eyelids jumped. The more he heard it, the more it sounded like some kind of explanation.

Yan Liulang wanted to interrupt, but Ouyang Rong didn't give him a chance and kept nagging him the whole time.

It wasn't until the ship was about to start that Liu Ashan coughed slightly to remind him that he paused and waved to the back without looking back:

"Let's get off the boat. I'll leave it to Mukuro here."

Yan Liulang couldn't help but said:

"Mingfu, didn't you just say at the county government office that Di Gong Gate will not collapse? We can hold it. Why are you asking your subordinates to call everyone to take refuge in the mountain now..."

Yanrokuro's words were stuck.

In fact, the rain tonight in Longcheng County, which is located downstream, is not heavy, with sparse slanting wind and drizzle, and the wind and waves on Butterfly Creek are not big, so it is quite calm.

However, everyone at the scene knew that the non-stop heavy rains around Yunmengze upstream for several days were the culprit. Along with the rising water, a certain major flood was brewing in this calm place. It only depends on whether the newly built Dee Gong Gate can

Hold on or not.

At this moment, the stern of the boat under the drizzle also fell into a strange silence.

Ouyang Rong, who was wearing a raincoat to protect him from the rain, turned around.

On the dark face under the straw hat, a pair of bright and calm eyes made Yan Liulang stop talking.

Already understand.

"Here."

The detective in blue lowered his head and slowly clasped his fists.

The atmosphere seemed a bit solemn, Ouyang Rong suddenly smiled:

"What are you thinking about? As long as I'm here, the gate won't collapse. This arrangement is just in case. You just have to do your own thing. When I come back, let's have some tea at Yunshui Pavilion on a sunny day.

"

Yan Liulang started talking. He wanted to say that Yunshuige's health tea business was ordered to be rectified by the Ming Dynasty. Is it possible that you ordered it to be changed again?

But for now, he still didn't say anything.

"Mingfu, take care."

Yan Liulang whispered something in a low voice, and finally got off the boat and left without looking back.

After seeing the people off, Ouyang Rong took a long breath, looked back at the familiar Longcheng County in the night, turned around and faced the upper reaches of Butterfly Creek, and waved an order.

After a while, official ships sailed out from Penglang Ferry.

On Butterfly Creek, the wind and waves are getting higher and higher.

Ouyang Rong and others rushed upstream overnight.

Along the way, they could occasionally see villagers abandoning their houses on both sides of Butterfly Creek and fleeing towards Longcheng County.

Once a major flood comes, the closer you get to the Yuenv Gorge upstream, the more dangerous it will be. The current sign of rising water will naturally worry the people in the villages under Longcheng County near the Yuenv Gorge and leave their homes one after another.

On the way to Di Gongzha, Ouyang Rong was not idle either. He sent county officials to both sides of Butterfly Creek to organize the refugees to go to Longcheng County in an orderly manner.

According to the instructions he left behind, Yan Liulang and the others in Longcheng County should be trying their best to organize the people of Longcheng to go to the preset refuge camp in Dagushan.

The cold wind faced him. When he thought of the layout of Longcheng County behind him, of his little junior sister who was far away, and of Ye Weilai and other familiar maids who should have been transferred up the mountain by Liu Lang in time, Ouyang Rong felt a little at ease and his eyes became firm.

However, as the ship got closer and closer to Dickong Lock.

Not only did they expect more rain, but also the wind and waves became stronger.

Ouyang Rong and others also discovered that the water in the river had become turbid.

In the mountains and fields on both sides of the river, there are wild animals escaping.

From time to time, there were one or two loud sounds different from thunder coming from the upper reaches, which seemed like some kind of mudslide pouring down for several miles.

Ouyang Rong's eyes looked dazed for a moment again.

He recalled clearly that day when he first arrived at the Pure Land Palace and when he tried to climb up to the entrance of the cave, there was a loud thunder-like sound outside the underground palace.

It should be the sound of the old Dickong Gate being washed down overnight.

So, is it coming again?

Fortunately, this time it seemed that the Liu family was not causing trouble and blowing up the gate. Ouyang Rong and others were frightened for the whole night, but the sound of the gate collapsing like a world-destroying thunder was never heard.

Finally, just before the third watch, a huge sluice with dark clouds overhead slowly appeared in the sight of everyone on the ship.

Before I could breathe a sigh of relief, I looked from a distance and saw thick clouds as black as ink over the 900-mile vast Yunmengze behind Di Gong Gate.

Pressing on the head of Duke Di's gate.

In comparison, Dickong Gate is like a narrow thin wooden board inserted at the only outlet of a pond.

Four gaps are leaking.

Shaking to pieces.
Chapter completed!