Chapter 198 Heart Open

In the house, Lin Yuan, Zhang Quan and others looked shocked. No one knows the situation in southern Fujian better than them. If there is a drought, it will definitely break the hard-won stability again.

"Your Excellency, is this serious?"

I still feel a little unbelievable. Although April is a little hotter than in previous years, the grain has been planted and the growth is also very good. Therefore, when he heard about the drought, Zhang Quan couldn't help asking again, as if to make a confirmation.

In his heart, Yang Yanzhao hoped that this was just nonsense, but after experiencing so many things, he understood that there are people with great power in the world.

Therefore, he has no doubt about the great drought in southern Fujian soon after this.

Therefore, when Zhang Quan asked like this, Yang Yanzhao immediately waved his hand and said, "This is the gain of the master's pry into the sky. It should not be wrong. Everyone, do you have a solution?"

Since it was not born out of nothing, Lin Yuan and others also began to accept this matter. They all frowned. They should know that a large amount of food is needed in the event of drought, and where did these come from for Xinghua City, where the grain was lost?

"My lord, it is April, and there is still surplus grain in people's homes. If there is no need to pay taxes, it should be able to deal with the summer. At that time, if it is really a drought, I'm afraid there will be a shortage of food. Therefore, my subordinates think that during this period, they can buy grain from Liangjiang Road to store grain warehouses for that need from time to time.

Zhang Quan nodded his head and echoed, "What General Lin said is that since ancient times, the land of the two rivers has been a place where grease accumulates, which is rich in rice and grain, so the subordinates also feels safe."

It seems that there is only rice to buy. If it hadn't been for the family and made a little money, Yang Yanzhao would not even have the money to buy grain.

"Shan, let's do it like this. This matter will be handed over to Zhang Quan. The rice and grain purchased will be stored in Xinghua and Fuzhou."

"Your Excellency, there is one more thing to do."

Seeing that it was allowed, Shan Hu continued to say in a low voice, "Your Excellency, after the drought, there will be no grass. The subordinates are worried that the ponds and rivers will also dry up because of this. At that time, there will be no usable water for the people."

This is indeed a problem that needs to be solved, but the good thing is that Fujian Road is close to the sea. Even when there is no water available, the sea water can be used to save lives for the time being.

Although there is no purification agent at present, it is still possible to filter with more gauze, but this also needs to be arranged as soon as possible and try something.

When he said his idea, everyone nodded repeatedly. The single tiger thought deeply for a moment, "Your Excellency is very ingenious and can also be used in sea salt refining. The subordinate will send someone to try it later."

When being awakened by Shan Hu, Yang Yanzhao also remembered that filtration can indeed be used on sea salt. After filtering the seawater and precipitating it, isn't it salt?

Finally, there was a lucky thing to be done. After a moment of discussion, everyone left with their own orders.

He shook his head and was a little panicked. For a moment, Yang Yanzhao only felt that there were a lot of things on him. He just wanted to be a pretentious young man, but he had to work hard for many things.

Is this God's arrangement?

With a sigh, Yang Yanzhao got up and walked out. He found the Luo girl who was drying the herb in the backyard. Seeing that he leaned against the mahogany armrest by the ea porch with a somewhat annoyed face, the latter couldn't help putting down the crushing bowl and stepped forward and asked softly, "What's the matter? Eight sister, the exhaust wind is still angry?"

When mentioned by Luo's daughter, Yang Yanzhao couldn't help but be stunned, "I forgot this matter again!"

She shook her head with a smile. Luo's girl pulled him to sit on the masonry steps on one side, stood behind him, and rubbed her forehead. "Is Liulang upset again?"

Feeling the comfort brought by the jade fingers, Yang Yanzhao sighed, "Qing'er, I may suffer you these days. Soon after my uncle's observation of the sky, there will be a great drought in Fujian."

"Drought?"

Luo's daughter exclaimed, and her hand stopped.

"Yes, my uncle's cultivation is profound, and he understands the reason of heaven and earth. I don't think it will go wrong. And there will always be a plague after the disaster, and Qing'er needs to prepare more herbs.

Hearing this, Luo's woman nodded with a serious head, "The slave family understands. Later, I will discuss with Mo Niang and collect the herbs needed one by one."

There was something in his heart. Yang Yanzhao simply stayed and played with the herbs with Luo's girl. After saying a few gossips, he felt a little comfortable.

On the eve of sunset, Zhu Yan came in a hurry, but Aunt Hua didn't leave the house. Zhu Rong was still sitting quietly in front of the house. His eyes were full of sadness and motionless. The remnants reflected on his dull face, which was really heartbreaking.

"Father."

Zhu Yan called several times, and the latter suddenly came to his senses. He turned around and looked at it twice. He didn't say anything and sat still, as if he had settled down.

Since he had a memory, Zhu Yan had never seen this situation, so he didn't know what to say. He shook his head to Zhu Li, who wanted to speak, and sat quietly.

My thoughts were a little confused. In my mind, I remembered the tears of A Niang several times when I was ignorant, saying that there was another person in my father's heart. At that time, he did not understand.

Later, when he was old, he forgot it, but he didn't expect that his father never let it go.

Seeing that the moved father also sat silently with his grandfather, Zhu Li couldn't stand. At present, he must not be able to listen to the words of persuasion. At this moment, the aunt, who had never met in the room, could persuade them.

"Auntie, my nephew, please kneel down and beg you to forgive your father-in-law!"

shouted, and Zhu Li knelt down heavily on his knees, but there was still no sound in the room. Zhu Rong and his son were also unmoved.

Yang Yanzhao naturally knew the movement of these three grandparents and grandchildren, but since ancient times, it has been difficult for Qing officials to cut off the housework. What can he do?

Xu Shaoyang, who heard the news, could only sigh, swallowed back the words that came to his mouth, and slowly left with the help of Lin Mo Niang.

Even in Shikong, he could only close his eyes and read a few Buddha's horns. Feng Chenzi shook his head, brushed his sleeves, turned around, and stopped looking.

For several days in a row, it was the same. Lin Mo Niang put food in front of the house every day, but every time she had to take away the food intact.

Until three days later, the haggard girl opened the wooden door and looked at the three people in front of the room, "Go back. It's fate, and my heart is already clear. In the future, I will be a Buddha to redeem the sins I have committed in this life."

Seeing Hua Gu, Zhu Rong, who was already dull, had a look in his eyes, but maybe he had sat for a long time and was about to fall to the ground. Fortunately, Zhu Yan, who was beside him, reached out to hold it.

"Son... you, can you forgive me?"

He quivered and said this sentence, and then looked at Hua Gu in complexity, but saw the latter sighing, "What about hatred? What about resentment? He is right. The deceased has passed away. If I care about it again, it will only damage my mother's purity. Therefore, I will no longer resent it.

Hearing this sentence, a smile appeared on Zhu Rong's face. Most of the worries and self-reproach for several days disappeared, and then fainted.

"Thank you very much." Looking at Zhu Rong's satisfaction that he hadn't seen for a long time, Zhu Yan gently came to the sentence and hesitated for a long time, "Sin sister, go back to Zhujiazhai with me. It will be your home."

Shaking her head, Aunt Hua walked out, "Home has long become an untouchable memory. Zhu Jiazhai, I still won't go."

Not long after, Shi Kong, who was meditating in the pavilion, said a Buddha's name. The white eyebrows on his cheeks shrugged. He opened his eyes and looked at the flower girl kneeling in front of him, "Female benefactor, Lao Nang has made it clear last time that you are not destined to enter my Buddhism. It's better to follow this. The old man points to a person, and the female benefactor can follow him to cultivate his self-cultivation and achieve great merit.

"Please speak bluntly."

"The person stabbed by your dagger that day, a disciple of Taoism, Xu Shaoyang, and Xu Xiaodao friend."

Hearing the words, Hua Gu's face was obviously a little surprised. Of course, it was not because of the word Taoism, but because of the person Shi Kong said that had been hurt by her. How could she not have a grudge and be so generous to herself?

She raised her head and saw that Shikong closed her eyes again. Hua Gu could only say thank you, got up, and looked for Xu Shaoyang according to his guidance.

The fine wind rolled up her skirt, and the wind dust didn't know when she came to the side of the pavilion. "Buddha, why did the master refuse her?"

"If there is a cause, there will be a result. If you think about it, you can also see that this female benefactor and Xu Xiaodaoyou planted a cause in their previous lives, and naturally they will return the results in this life."

Under the words, the wind and dust were silent, and the breeze blew his long shirt, and the corners of his clothes fluttered.