Bring The System To Datang

"Quickly, go and see the cowshed and stables, there are no leaks, the sheep shed remembered that there was a crack last time, did you patch it up?"

The various stewards of Lijiazhuangzi ran and shouted.

At noon, the cloud came over. I thought it was going to be light snow, but it turned into rain.

Without a sign, the big raindrops came crackling and falling.

Farmers are not afraid of themselves, they are worried about livestock and poultry problems.

"Why is it raining heavily in Chang'an this month."

Li Yi stood on a platform high above the river and looked at Zhangjia Village in the rain and fog, the residential area of ​​migrant workers, and the place where the stalls were set up on the other side of Baqiao.

Calculated according to the solar calendar, it is winter, October 22, and the current lunar calendar is September 17.

Zhuangzi's heating boiler has tested the water and is ready to provide heating at any time.

A large amount of coal is ready, and it is connected to the greenhouse to send heat.

Looking through the binoculars, Zhangjiacun didn't respond much, and it looked good.

No one was outside the place where the migrant workers were, and they all hid.

At the location of the stall, the steward sent the tom cloth, the hat and the fur clothes, and the people of Qianniuwei braved the heavy rain to help cover things.

"Proprietor, it's windy." Everyone is wearing raincoats, and Tao Hong is holding an umbrella alone. When the wind is blowing and the rain is heavy, her umbrella doesn't work.

"You go back." Li Yi glanced at her.

"You have to change this beautiful dress in a raincoat, thinking it won't be windy." Tao Hong mumbled as she went back to the yard by herself.

"Chong Jiang Shui, send it to the people who set up the stall." Li Yi said, and Ge Yan behind him ran to make arrangements.

"The rain is not good. The land is too wet. If it snows and freezes, it will be frozen."

Li Yi disliked the rain in winter, no matter if he was in the south or north, it would be uncomfortable if it rained in winter.

Except for the southernmost place, it's not cold at all in winter.

Changing to Hangzhou, it's cool to have a light rain in winter.

"I'm afraid that if you continue to play, which place will be hit again." Cui Liu whispered.

"Don't talk nonsense, if you really suffer a disaster, I will send you to block the breach." Li Yi said to Cui Liu.

"I can do anything by myself. I threw it in and rushed away." Cui Liu stuck out his tongue behind Li Yi.

"Lantian County is most vulnerable to disasters. Sending people to see the situation is really impossible. All other work has been stopped, and I went to the village to repair houses and clear ditches."

Li Yi gave another order.

Ziyu ran away, looking for someone to ride a horse and go to Lantian County.

Zuixianju is located in the county seat of Lantian County, and the people in the county seat are usually the most contacted.

There are still villages in Lantian County, and their location is the most dangerous.

Of course, if a disaster occurs, the government will organize manual rescues. If the house cannot be rescued, it will be unnecessary.

When the government was powerless, there was only a big escape. The people ran away and went to other places, otherwise they would not be able to eat.

The most frightening thing is that the things in the Changping warehouse are greedy by officials. When food is needed, there is no food to release, and there is no food to kill officials.

What was left was money, and a large amount of copper coins, gold, jewellery, silk and silk were copied from the official’s house.

"I also expect to wait a few days until it gets frosted, and then buy a lot of cucumbers, eggplants, cowpeas, and lentils from other people's homes."

Li Yi was troubled by a rain, and he was going to make side dishes.

Just like last year, we specially select small dishes that have been frosted, and put shrimp sauce on them.

Like his Jinzhou side dishes, the special taste is different from the one with shrimp paste.

The purchase price is slightly higher, and the vegetable grower will not leave it to make pickles.

Unfortunately, there are no kidney beans and Guizi ginger. Guizi ginger is called Jerusalem artichoke.

But there is a better screw dish, that is, the pagoda dish. Choose a small one and put it in to make a pickle together.

Li Yi considered waiting for the rain to stop, and advertised in the newspaper, asking people to send the small dishes washed by the rain to the garden ahead of time.

Otherwise, the vegetables will be useless if they are soaked in rain, which is different from the frosted vegetables.

At this time, the Zhuangzi had already made ginger syrup for the villagers to drink, and then pushed the large wooden barrel with a flatbed cart to the head of Baqiao Bridge.

The person who set up the stall began to humbly with Qian Niuwei, wanting to ask each other to drink first.

Qianniuwei didn't have a hat and a fur coat, so he helped with the rain.

Before it was replaced, it was estimated that Qianniuwei got drenched in this rain and suffered a lot of frostbite.

It's okay now, the left and right Qianniu guards have been training, just like the other fourteen guards.

Next to Bashui, I went down to swim in the cold night, and the heavy rain at this moment was regarded as another swim.

"Good soldier, your majesty is indeed the best majesty."

"Yes, than before..."

"Don't talk nonsense, the Supreme Emperor is still alive."

"Anyway, it's better than before."

"Drink it quickly. After drinking Qianniuwei, you can drink it. Let's not drink it, and they will not drink it either."

"Everyone takes good care of the thatch cloth, hats, and quills, and put them in order after the weather clears, so that the people of Lijiazhuangzi can take them back."

"Everyone, go and transport coal, let it cool down again, and set the stove here to warm it up. Finally, there is a place to sell things."

The person who set up the stall said, picked up the bowl and ginger syrup, this sugar was brown sugar, and didn't put too much.

Some of Qianniuwei's people went back to their tents, and some still stood guard. They were also happy when they heard the people boasting.

They definitely have Yulin Feiqi, and their own status is down. Your Majesty doesn't take it so seriously.

Now, let’s take a look at it. We have a long face for your majesty, and the people say it’s good for your majesty.

It's raining all the time, and it doesn't look sunny.

Mining in Lantian County has stopped, and those forced to mine are confined to small houses and not allowed to come out.

The other people ran to the village below according to Li Yi's arrangement.

If there is water in the front of the yard, quickly clear the ditches and drain them quickly.

Someone is leaking rain, set up a ladder to change a mat for improvisation, and then use a bamboo board to block it.

This one has to wait until it's clear to clean it up, and now it can't be wiped off with mud.

There are relatively wealthy houses whose houses are covered with tiles and leaking water, and they bring out hot soup to the workers.

The working talents used to help replace the tiles, also to deal with it.

In the evening, the rain did not stop.

Li Yi felt very depressed when he was eating. He didn't eat much, so he went to the inpatient department to take a look.

When I came back, I ran into Wang Xing.

"Brother Yi, something happened in Weishui. Someone rushed over there just now, from Weinan County, resting in the shed in front of Huangzhuang.

They said that the water level in Weinan has risen rapidly. It is in the county where someone's mud house seems to be out of order. "

Wang Xing told Li Yi about the situation.

Then he said: "I made a lot of money, and I didn't do any good things to benefit the people. So I dug someone's grave and saved a baby. The money is useless. I want to sell something to Weinan."

Li Yi looked at Wang Xing and asked when Wang Xing was embarrassed: "Brother Wang is sincere?"

"I pay for money, there is nothing true or not, even if my heart is false, the money is real." Wang Xing nodded.

"Look at the rain, it doesn't look like it is about to stop. I will write a memorial, and you will send me a letter." Li Yi didn't say anything that Wang Xing was really not sincere.

He admitted that Wang Xing was right, whatever I think, I did pay out.

"Okay, I think of a way to pass it in from the back of the Banyuan." Wang Xing agreed.

Li Yi came to the desk and unrolled the paper. He didn't need to study ink. He had ink, poured some ink into the inkstone, soaked up the pen... Put down the pen and change the paper.

There is special paper for the letter, and he is a casual official.

If you change to a place, the place should send some paper regularly, and some do not.

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