Chapter 1177 It’s Really Sweet (Update 1)
When a boat appeared in front of the sight on the road leading to Qingshui Town.
Everyone's discussion paused, and everyone stretched their necks to look over there.
Because, it was Li Zheng who was rowing Yang Ruoqing's family's boat and went to the town in person to pick up the disaster relief officials.
After a long distance, no one could see clearly who was coming.
I could only vaguely see a white figure standing on the bedside.
However, Yang Ruoqing and Luo Fengtang were different from ordinary people, both of them could clearly see the person coming.
"Is it a coincidence or what? Then why do the officials who came to provide disaster relief look so much like Mu Zichuan?" Luo Fengtang said in surprise.
Yang Ruoqing said: "It's not surprising that he is the one. Now that he has won the election, I heard that he has been appreciated by the officials in the capital."
"In addition, he is a local of ours. He is familiar with the terrain and local people’s conditions, so it is not unusual for him to help with disaster relief.”
Yang Ruoqing said calmly.
Luo Fengtang nodded, and then showed his sincere joy.
"Since he is coming back to provide disaster relief, I don't have to worry. He will definitely do his best," he said.
Yang Ruoqing curled her lips.
While the two were talking in a low voice, the ship was already approaching.
The welcoming team was excited again.
I only heard Lao Yangtou and Wang Hongquan shouting in surprise: "Isn't that Brother Zichuan from Lao Mu's family? Why did he come back on this boat?"
< br>"Haha, no need to ask, he is just here to help us An official for disaster relief!”
“But I haven’t heard of the emperor giving him any official title?” That’s right!”
"Oh, if that's the case, then we are really saved this time!"
"Even if the Mu boy doesn't feel sorry for us, he still has to feel sorry for his mother, right? His own home was also flooded..."
"Don't say anything, the boat has stopped, let's go and pick them up quickly..."
Yang Ruoqing and Luo Fengtang also followed the crowd to the roadside and stood on the ground that was not flooded by water. Waiting quietly and watching.
Looking at Li Zheng respectfully inviting Mu Zichuan to get off the boat.
Everyone swarmed forward, but when they got close, they all stopped.
Looking up at Muzichuan from a few steps away.
Those few steps apart are not just the distance between our feet.
It is also an insurmountable hierarchy between officials and the people.
After Muzichuan got off the boat, he glanced around, and then, a touch of sadness and undisguised guilt appeared on his handsome face.
"Folks, I came back late, and you have suffered!"
This was the first thing Mu Zichuan said after getting off the boat.
After a brief silence, the crowd was really excited this time.
"Master Juren, it will be great if you come back!"
"Yes, please make the decision for us. The flooded people have suffered heavy losses..."
Everyone said something to each other, gathered Mu Zichuan in the middle, and walked towards the large yard of Yang Ruoqing's house.
When passing Yang Ruoqing and Luo Fengtang, Mu Zichuan seemed not to see them, and did not even pause in his steps.
Looking at the crowd rushing towards her home, Yang Ruoqing said to Luo Fengtang beside her: "Let's not talk about this guy's ability in disaster relief and flood control. With these words, he is quite flattering to the big guy. My heart is broken!"
Luo Fengtang looked at Mu Zichuan's walking back with a hint of appreciation in his eyes.
"I also feel that when I go back to control floods, as long as he needs it, I am willing to be at his disposal at any time!" He said.
Yang Ruoqing curled her lips: "You are more humble."
"You have the title of general now, and the Ministry of War has given you the privilege to train the army by yourself."
"Let's talk about it, Muzi Chuan's status is lower than yours!"
She said, with unabashed pride and pride in her voice. "Qing'er, just praise me as hard as you can, and others will laugh at you!" Luo Fengtang scratched his head and said with a smile.
However, Yang Ruoqing disagreed with this and argued with him: "Well, who does it bother me if I praise my man?" Can’t it be done?”
Sometimes, she couldn’t help but laugh when she thought about it.
Why pinch?
Luo Fengtang is a general who holds the power of troops and horses. He is a household name in the south, especially among the people in Licheng.
Thousands of miles away in the Qi court, he was also a young general whose name the emperor could remember.
On the battlefield, it made Nanmanzi and the traitors of the Black Lotus Sect tremble and flee in fear.
However,
When he returned to Changping Village, the villagers felt the same about him as before.
It was as if he had never left and was still the brave young hunter of the old Luo family.
He is the diligent and filial prospective son-in-law of Yang Laosan's family.
Elderly people, children, and peers all like to hang out with him now.
Obviously he is a general, but everyone calls him ‘Tang Yazi’.
Even, because of her, he talks more and has more contact with everyone.
Everyone feels more friendly towards him.
Unlike Mu Zichuan, the sense of distance will increase step by step as his official position rises.
"Don't care what others think, in short, I miss this commoner general of my family!"
Yang Ruoqing thought of the emotional point and couldn't help but reach out and hug Luo Fengtang's arm.
The affectionate and coquettish look and the sincere words of praise made Luo Fengtang feel like he had drunk honey water.
So sweet, so sweet!
"Qing'er, Tang Yazi, why are you two still outside here? Come on, come on, Mu Zichuan has something to do with you!"
Yang Huaming ran out and waved to this side.
Yang Ruoqing responded to Yang Huaming, then turned to Luo Fengtang beside him and said: "If you guessed correctly, he should be talking to us about water control."
Luo Fengtang said: "Let's go and take a look!"
The two of them quickly returned to the main room.
In the main room, the main seat of the Eight Immortals Table was empty.
Mu Zichuan sat in a seat next to the main seat.
The others were all sitting on the long stools on the left and right sides of Muzichuan.
Liu family, Bao Suyun and other women were still standing behind the men with their arms in their arms.
A room full of people.
Mu Zichuan, Yang Huazhong and Chang Geng were asking about the disaster situation in the village one by one, estimating the losses...
When Yang Ruoqing and Luo Fengtang stepped into the house, it was Uncle Danniu's turn to speak.
“This season’s crops are all rotting in the fields. Our family is doing better. The pigs are all brought to the Sun family compound.”
“The pigs and chickens of other people in the village, They all drowned..."
"Don't mention exorbitant taxes this season. Everyone is probably going to be hungry. Those who have no savings at home are planning to escape. "
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"It's a pity that the flood has not receded and has flooded the road to the town. I can't escape even if I want to escape, hey!"
Uncle Daniu's words resonated with other people in the hall.
Everyone sighed.
Mu Zichuan's face was also covered with a layer of dark clouds, with a solemn expression.
(End of this chapter)