"Mu Zichuan, what's wrong with us?"

Yang Ruoqing's voice came from the door of the main hall with her footsteps.

Mu Zichuan followed the sound and his eyes fell on Yang Ruoqing.

After not seeing each other for several months, the girl grew taller and became more graceful and slim and elegant.

The characteristics and charm of women are becoming more and more obvious.

A trace of joy suddenly flashed through Mu Zichuan's eyes.

Before he could speak, the old Yang head beside him couldn't help frowning.

"Qing'er, don't be rude. This is a disaster relief official sent by the court. You have to call him a master..." Lao Yang said.

"ah?"

Yang Ruoqing was stunned and was a little unhappy with Old Yang's servile look.

"There are no outsiders here, are you too nervous?"

"Haha, if I really count that, I'm not a commoner."

She turned around and held Luo Fengtang's arm beside her.

"Tang Yizi is a general, and I am the brigade general's wife. Maybe I can still be a madam in the future! Mu Zichuan, do you think so?"

Mu Zichuan looked embarrassed.

He glanced at Luo Fengtang's arm that Yang Ruoqing had tightly held and lowered his eyelashes.

Then, he turned his head and said to the old Yangtou: "Grandpa Yang family, Qing'er is right. Although I was sent by the imperial court to assist in disaster relief, I am also a member of Changping Village."

"There are no outsiders here. Those vain rituals, or something, can be avoided, so as to avoid being restricted from speaking and acting."

Mu Zichuan's words made Lao Yang's cheeks burn.

Yang Ruoqing slanted her eyes to the other side of Old Yang's head.

Hehe, did you flatter the horse's legs?

Deserve it!

At the Eight Immortals Table, Mu Zichuan stood up and said to everyone: "As for the disaster just now, I have asked everyone here."

"No matter how many questions are, I'm not going to go there and take a look at it with my own eyes."

"Qing'er, Tang'er, can you bother to accompany me to go out and see how the disaster is happening in the surrounding villages?" Mu Zichuan asked.

Yang Ruoqing and Luo Fengtang looked at each other.

If he asked them to accompany him out to see the scenery, he would definitely spray him with a mouthful of salt soda.

Now it's different. He is back to provide disaster relief. Even if he doesn't mention this kind of request, the two of them will take the initiative to do it.

Luo Fengtang nodded cheerfully: "Okay!"

Mu Zichuan turned his inquiring eyes to Yang Ruoqing again.

What he most hopes for was her nodding.

Yang Ruoqing curled her lips and smiled: "The husband and wife follow her, of course we will go together!"

Mu Zichuan nodded, unable to tell whether it was sad or happy.

Seeing that the three of them were about to go out, Lao Yang and the others came over again.

"Old Juren..."

Realizing something, Old Yang and the others quickly changed their words.

"Brother Zichuan, that's right, you haven't even had a few sips of tea just now."

"Or why don't you go check the disaster after lunch? And there is also Lingtang, you haven't met you yet..." Old Yang said.

Mu Zichuan frowned slightly and said, "The disaster is like fire, and it cannot be delayed."

"Since I'm back, I don't have to worry about meeting my mother at this moment."

After saying this, he turned around and said to Yang Ruoqing and Luo Fengtang who were waiting at the door of the house: "Let's go!"

"Okay!"

Yang Ruoqing responded readily, and before leaving, she couldn't help but glance at Old Yang's head.

What's wrong with this?

Why is it so important to show your kindness to Mu Zichuan?

What do you want to be happy with?

Alas, if a person always wants to kneel down, the person next to him can't pull him up.

Speechless!

...

The three of them walked out of the house on a small boat.

Luo Fengtang was erecting the boat, and Mu Zichuan stood on the bow, without the folding fan used by scholars and talented men in his hand.

Instead, I took a long bamboo pole.

Yang Ruoqing stood beside him, holding a string of ropes in her hand, and several weights were tied to one end of the rope.

The three of them first drew a circle near Changping Village and tested the depth of water levels in different areas.

Then, the boat passed through the village and checked the disaster situation of every household.

Seeing the dead chickens and ducks floating in the water, as well as other rotten animals, Mu Zichuan frowned tightly.

"The loss is so serious, it's so devastated!"

He sighed softly.

As we came from Wanghai County, we were all covered in wild places where we went.

With ambitions, I came to provide disaster relief and water control, but when I was in Baiquan Town, below Wanghai County, to rescue the disaster.

A dam in Baiquan Town was broken, and the moment when the flood rushed out like a ferocious beast.

He could only watch the people being washed away by the flood and their wives and children.

Such a young child rushed over from him.

He jumped into the water and grabbed the child's hand.

But the water was rushing, and after a moment, his hand was blown away, and the child was gone.

If the accompanying guards had not rescued him in time, he would have been washed away by the flood.

The child's body was found the next day...

The ambitions when leaving Beijing were immediately poured on cold water.

"The heaven is ruthless, and people are regarded as straw dogs!"

"In the face of such a major disaster, manpower is so small!"

Thinking of the sadness, Mu Zichuan couldn't help but say in a deep voice, his face full of sadness and a look of sadness.

Hey, why didn't anyone comfort me?

Where did Qing'er go?

Mu Zichuan turned his head and saw that there was nowhere near him. Yang Ruoqing had gone to Luo Fengtang, who was sternly stern, at some point.

On the stern of the boat, Yang Ruoqing was pointing at the corpses of the floating animals in the water.

"Didn't Uncle Li Zheng take the water-conscious man in the village to catch these animals and then deal with them? Why are there so many?"

She frowned, with a little dissatisfaction in her tone.

"These things float in the water, not only emit a foul smell, but also dirty the water, a bunch of viruses."

"When the skin comes into contact with this water, it may cause sores and pus, and may also be infected with plague. Then it will be a real disaster!"

Hearing this, Luo Fengtang also looked serious.

He stuffed the bamboo pole in his hand to Yang Ruoqing: "Qing'er, please accompany Mu Zichuan to observe the disaster. I will go back and organize people to salvage these things!"

Yang Ruoqing grabbed him and said, "You don't have to go back now. The water is dirty, I won't allow you to swim back."

"After checking the disaster, it's not too late for you to row out and fish!" she said.

Luo Fengtang had no choice but to stay and then take the boat.

Yang Ruoqing turned back to Mu Zichuan.

Mu Zichuan heard all the words she had just said.

At this moment, he was looking at Yang Ruoqing with admiration: "Qing'er, your concern is very good. After the inspection is over, I will call on everyone to salvage it."

Yang Ruoqing nodded.

"I have been salvaging the previous few days, but I didn't find some things at that time. Maybe they were pressed into some corners and then washed up by water." She said.

Mu Zichuan said 'yes'.
Chapter completed!