Their Lucky Star Was Transmigrated!

After a natural disaster, it is likely to induce man-made disasters.

Twenty years ago, there was a severe drought in Xiangyi Prefecture, and many villages relying on rivers avoided natural disasters because they had water. But the man-made disasters that followed were more terrible than natural disasters.

When natural disasters come, people will fight hard and try their best to survive.

But man-made disasters come, either live or die.

The most hateful thing is that once a man-made disaster occurs, there will be resurrection of the remnants of the previous dynasty, which will add to the flames and cause countless people to die.

"You can't lose the dragon boat race!"

Mr. Xu said, "If this year is really bad and we win the dragon boat race, life in our village will be better."

"Furthermore, even if you want to build a water tanker, you won't be short of so many people."

"Yes!"

Guan Laoqi thought for a while and nodded.

"Brother Xu, what are your plans for the construction of a waterwheel?"

"Well, when I go to the county seat, I will start work when I come back!"

Regarding the speculation about the severe drought, Father Xu is still going to talk to Zuoqiu. Then, through him, spread the news to Fucheng as soon as possible.

Taking precautions for disaster prevention is always better than remedial measures.

Besides, when the waterwheel is built, even if it is not a drought year, the waterwheel can be put into use, and it will not become a useless display.

"Fine!"

Guan Laoqi took the reassurance from the old man Xu, and finally felt a little relieved.

...

After breakfast, Mr. Xu really rushed to the county seat with Mr. Xu.

With regard to Li Tuo's previous affairs, Mr. Xu asked Mr. Xu to run a leg on his behalf, but this time it was a severe drought, Mr. Xu felt that he had to run a trip himself.

In addition, Mr. Xu also brought a big bowl of lychees from King Yan.

Xu Lao San also brought a bowl here, which was prepared for his father-in-law.

On the way to the county seat, Mr. Xu was sadly forced by Mr. Xu to run forward, and Mr. Xu himself rode on the jade night lion in a fake photo of Mr. Xu.

Of course, there is still a good reason for Mr. Xu to let Mr. Xu run forward.

The beautiful name is: to polish the body.

Xu Laosan always felt that this was an excuse, but he had no evidence.

Xu Laosan, who ran all the way to the county seat, was so tired that he was badly rejected by his father when he arrived in the county seat. He said that starting tonight, he would run around the village three times every day. .

Oldest Xu wanted to fight hard, but when he opened his mouth, before he even said anything, he was kicked on the **** by his father.

"Stop talking nonsense, do whatever you want!"

Father Xu has made up his mind to practice this ineffective young son.

Regardless of Xu Laosan's examination of the chief case of Xiangyi Mansion, he still cannot change the fact that he is just a talent.

"I'm a scholar who met soldiers, right?"

Xu Lao San watched depressedly as he walked into the back of the county office, muttering softly.

However, no matter how depressed he is, he can't change the end of the lap.

Holding his beloved fake photo of Yuye Lion, the old man Xu rushed to the county school in a dull manner. On the way, passing by Lao Zhang’s house and sending the lychees, Xu Lao San hurried to the county school. When he arrived at the county school, he saw his classmates who were thinner and older than him. Xu Lao San suddenly understood his father Meaning.

However, Xu Lao San still rolled up his sleeves unwillingly, stared at his arm for a long time, and finally put down his sleeves depressed.

Sure enough, there is no harm without comparison.

His small arms are stronger than his classmates, but he is thinner than his elder brother and second brother.

"It's time to practice!"

Xu Laosan shook his fist vigorously.

He didn't want to really become a scholar who had nothing to do with his hands.

Even if he can't be both civil and military, at least, he can't be a weak chicken.

...

Mr. Xu didn't know what Mr. Xu was thinking, he was staring at Zuo Qiu.

"Brother, are you really kidding about this?"

Zuo Qiu was also shocked by the words of Old Man Xu.

Drought!

This kind of words like prophecies, even the Qintian Supervisor's supervisor, dare not say casually.

Even if Jieyun Road was rampant as the state religion in the past, no one dared to assert any natural disasters.

Mr. Xu rolled his eyes and said, "Do you think I'm full?"

"Also, about this, I just inferred."

"Believe it or not, it's all up to you!"

"Of course, our Lingshui Village is immediately ready to build a waterwheel."

"Oh, by the way, over there in Fucheng, you can send me a letter, is that okay?"

Father Xu didn't force Zuoqiu to believe in himself. After all, he himself is not sure. However, he would rather believe this kind of thing.

It is nothing more than a matter of spending some time and money.

But once there is a drought, then this is a precautionary move.

As for the county seat, Zuoqiu doesn't have to do anything. He only needs to send an official letter to remind the villages and towns below, so that all villages, towns, and clans can prepare for drought as soon as possible.

As the county magistrate, Zuoqiu, even if he didn't lead the drought preparation work of the villages, he still had to check the grain storage in the county granary. After all, the work of the granary was always under the control of the county Cheng Yang Yunyi.

Now that Yang Yunyi is lying half-dead, Zuoqiu can take this opportunity to check the grain storage in the granary first.

"Big brother, it's okay for me to deliver the letter in the past. It's just that it's not a trivial matter!"

"Fourth, you are not the eldest brother, are you too courageous?"

"Even if there is no possibility of drought as I said, you, as the prince of a county, want to take charge of the water conservancy maintenance in this county. Does anyone need approval?"

In the past, there was also a county Cheng Yang Yunyi who came out to fight Zuoqiu. Now, Yang Yunyi, the hapless child, was lying down half-dead.

To put it bluntly, Zuoqiu can do his best in Anshun County, no one can stop him.

Zuoqiu, who was despised by Mr. Xu, smirked and said, "Big Brother, I am really not timid!"

"On the contrary, if I want to repair water conservancy, I have to tell the yamen side of the river channel. Then, the other side of the river channel will have to come and get a foot."

"With this kick, the ghost knows whether it's a good or bad thing!"

Zuoqiu also wanted to work, but he was too restrictive.

If it's other things, even if it's building roads, he can take the lead.

But it is water conservancy.

Without the approval of the river yamen, once he started working on this side, he might be labeled with what kind of hat.

This is exactly what Elder Xu didn't know.

"Fourth, it's really hard for you!"

Mr. Xu gave Zuoqiu a comforting look.

Zuo Qiu could only smile wryly.

This is the tragedy of Guanerxiao.

He is a small county magistrate with too many constraints.

Not to mention the officials of the various ministries in the capital, even the officials of the capital city, even if the grade is lower than him, can find him uncomfortable.

The petty official is embarrassed!