Rise From the Humble

The weather was just as Zhu Ping'an expected. After the sun set, the east wind gradually picked up. The trees in the courtyard began to sway. The leaves of the leaves rustled and danced wildly. The dark clouds in the sky were like an endless black curtain, gradually rising from the eastern sky. It was pulled over and soon enveloped the sky above Jingnan.

To be precise, it covers half of Jiangnan.

After the dark clouds covered the sky, the earth instantly became dark, and the phoenix gradually grew larger and whistled, whining like ghosts crying and wolves howling, like the devil blowing the horn to conquer the world.

"The rain is coming and the wind is blowing all over the building."

Zhu Ping'an stood in the courtyard, his clothes fluttering, his hands and sleeves clasped behind his back, feeling the howling wind in the courtyard, looking at the dark clouds getting lower and lower in the sky, he couldn't help but sigh.

As soon as Zhu Ping'an finished speaking, heavy raindrops the size of peas fell from the sky. clatter! clatter! clatter! The sound of raindrops hitting the ground was like the sound of a machine gun.

"Uncle, it's raining outside. Come in quickly." The voice of Baozi's little maid Hua'er sounded at the door. She was about to walk out with her skirt in hand. She seemed to be like, "Uncle, if you don't come into the house, I will drag you in." .

"coming."

Zhu Pingan nodded and walked towards the house.

When Zhu Ping'an first walked into the house, the sound of rain outside had changed from a "dah" to a "clatter".

It's raining heavily.

Zhu Ping'an stood at the door and looked outside. It was pitch black outside. He couldn't see clearly from a distance, but up close he could vaguely see that the heavy rain formed a curtain of rain, beating the ground fiercely. The roofs and walls of the courtyard were splashed with raindrops. A layer of white mist arose. Only when the rain reaches a certain level can this kind of flying fog landscape appear.

The small pool of water in the yard grew wildly at a speed visible to the naked eye, and soon it turned into a river.

While Zhu Pingan was paying attention to the rain outside, many people were also paying attention to the torrential rain.

"Why is it raining again and so hard? This is not a good sign."

An old man in Jingnan countryside stood under the eaves with a cane, frowning as he looked at the pouring rain outside.

"Yes, the continuous rain that lasted for more than ten days stopped for less than two days, and the downpour started again. Fortunately, our county magistrate took precautions and urged us to repair the dam in front of the village."

The other old man nodded and thought of the dike that was riddled with holes before, and couldn't help but said with lingering fear.

"Yeah, fortunately our county magistrate has foresight. Those idle young people in our village don't know shit. Yesterday, the magistrate was so careless and weird and directed the people to work. If it hadn't been dark now, I would have to Go to their house on crutches and see if they have any nerve, then you have to point their noses in them and curse them." When the old man on crutches thought of what happened yesterday, he couldn't help but hit the cane twice angrily.

The neighboring Taiping County government office was holding a banquet to celebrate the new magistrate's first month in Taiping County.

The newly-appointed magistrate sat at the main seat, and all the subordinates from the yamen were gathered together. On the table, chicken, duck, fish and other dishes were carefully cooked to everyone's taste. Two jars of Zhuangyuan red Shaoxing wine were opened, exuding the mouth-watering aroma of the wine.

This banquet was held after Fang Yamen. The weather was not bad at that time, and the fish scale clouds in the sky were so beautiful that the new magistrate became very interested in poetry. He composed an eight-character quatrain of "Autumn Inscription on Taiping Flying Fish Clouds" on the spot. Everyone applauded and praised him, which made the new magistrate's face look more glorious, and the banquet was in full swing.

Before the third round of wine, the weather outside suddenly changed. First there was an east wind, and then dark clouds came over the sky. The sky turned dark instantly, and then raindrops the size of peas began to fall from the sky. Soon, raindrops the size of peas began to fall from the sky. The raindrops turned into heavy rain and started to rain.

The new magistrate looked at the pouring rain outside the house. The wine and meat on the table suddenly no longer smelled good, and he became irritable.

Everyone here was puzzled as to why the county magistrate suddenly became depressed. Only his staff knew the inside story.

The banquet ended hastily. The new Taiping magistrate looked at the pouring rain outside with a gloomy face, wondering what he was thinking.

"Dong Weng, do you want to start flood control?" After the staff hesitated several times, they couldn't help but asked cautiously.

It had been raining for twelve consecutive days, and now it was pouring rain. This was not a good sign. The staff knew that their boss did not like this, but out of duty, they still risked getting into trouble and warned them. road. There are also many floods in the water towns in the south of the Yangtze River, so we have to pay more attention to them.

"It's too late now. Let's see what happens tomorrow." The new Taiping County Magistrate said expressionlessly.

Seeing this, the staff stopped talking.

Not long after the heavy rain started, Tan Lun, the prefect of Taizhou who was in charge of the military training in the new army barracks, could not sit still. Worried that the heavy rain might cause floods, he handed over the affairs of the new army barracks to Zuo Zhen, who brought several relatives with him. Then, he rode his horse back to Taizhou government office in the heavy rain to preside over the arrangements for flood control work.

It's just that when the troops were training, in order to avoid interruption and better train the troops, the new army barracks were chosen in the mountains.

It was dark, the road was slippery, it was raining heavily, and the mountain road was difficult to walk. It was already late at night when Tan Lun hurried back to the Taizhou government office.

This was a heavy rain that lasted for more than half of the south of the Yangtze River. The torrential rain fell quickly and heavily, and it continued non-stop the next day. The water systems in various rivers in the south of the Yangtze River swelled, and some rivers swelled above their riverbeds overnight. Spread toward the embankment.

The rain was coming down hard and fast, with no sign of stopping at all. No matter how dull the person was, they were worried that if the heavy rain continued, there would be a disaster.

There were only some children, carefree and barefoot, chasing and playing in the water, jumping and singing nursery rhymes: The sky is dark and it is about to rain. Grandpa raised his hoe to dig up the taro, digging, digging, digging, until he dug a spinning taro. Grandpa wanted to cook it salty, grandma wanted to cook it light, and the two fought against each other and broke the tripod.

Zhu Ping'an got up early, put on his raincoat, led the horses, and took Liu Dadao and others out to inspect the rain conditions in the towns below. Along the way, Zhu Pingan clearly felt the power of the heavy rain.

The wind was heavy and the rain was heavy, the sky was dark and the earth was dark, and it was endless. The heavy rain seemed like the sky was leaking.

The river surface, the river surface, and the lake surface are all expanding. Every body of water in Jingnan is rapidly expanding their power, expanding their body, showing wildness, submerging the river bed, slapping the dike, and testing the endurance capacity of the dike.

Even though he had made preparations for flood control in advance, and even after visiting several places, he found that the flood and flood control situation in various places was pretty good, but in the face of this endless heavy rain, Zhu Pingan still couldn't help but worry. In the face of nature, human beings are so insignificant. Even modern times cannot prevent floods, let alone ancient times.