The picture scroll, which is as tall as one person, slowly unfolds.

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In the county government study room, the weak Gu Yuan sat on a chair and coughed with a handkerchief. The two Gu family disciples opened the masterpiece that had gone through many twists and turns. The moment the Yeyi County magistrate Shen Zhu and his master's entourage saw the picture clearly, they all took a step back!

"The dragon...it's really a dragon...so vicious!"

The more timid Master fell down in a panic, his face turned pale.

Even if Shen Zhu is not as embarrassed as the master, he is not much better. The dragon is not a dragon, but it has the ferocious power of a real dragon, which is frightening.

The paper is dyed black with ink, and the black clouds and waves are violent like the doomsday. There is a white dragon flying around the world, fierce and arrogant, looking down on all living beings. This is an unheard of feeling, different from the legend, but Shen Zhu feels that this is the true nature of the dragon. It looks more powerful.

"Brother Gu really has a magical skill. How do you draw the charm of a real dragon? Could it be that you have seen it with your own eyes?"

It was a casual compliment, but Gu Yuan coughed and nodded without thinking.

"Ahem...that's right. When Gu was seriously ill and dying, he wandered into a state of trance. He went not to a fairyland, but to a land of storms and floods. Ahem, it was more ferocious than the Ershui of Kunli. I was lucky enough to see a real dragon."

Shen Zhu suddenly became interested.

"Oh? Could it be the white dragon in the painting?"

"Exactly, Magistrate Shen, don't underestimate it. Seeing it with your own eyes is more dangerous than seeing a painting."

"Many thanks, Brother Gu. Please rest assured, Brother Gu. This painting will be returned when Shen calms down the Kunli Ershui disaster. The real dragon painting should not be obtained by those who are not destined to it, otherwise it may lead to disaster."

Shen Zhu didn't care about seeing the real dragon with his own eyes. There were thousands of legends about dragons in the world, all of which were fictional. There was no need to be afraid of things that didn't exist. He attributed the charm of the real dragon picture to the artist's superb skills, not knowing that this matter really involved the truth. The dragon appears.

Gu Yuan nodded after hearing this.

"This is exactly the reason why this painting is both bad and good. Ahem, let me tell you something from my heart. When I finished the painting, I had the intention to tear it up, but I couldn't bear to part with my hard work. Alas..."

"Brother Gu, go back and rest quickly. I have written down my kindness to Shen. Please take care of yourself."

"Ahem...The flood in Yeyi has been handed over to the county magistrate. I'll take my leave."

Two Gu family disciples helped Gu Yuan go out.

Shen Zhu sent away the painter Gu Yuan, and couldn't help but stamp his feet when he returned to the study again. The oppression brought by the tall real dragon picture was very strong, but it was also a good thing.

If the real dragon picture is hung, the entire county government will be afraid that there will be no more resentful ghosts and evil things.

More useful than the door god.

Take a deep breath and start working on flood control...

…

Zhuquan Temple.

The bells of the newly built small temple rang again.

A huge bell in the pavilion slowly chimed loudly. Old Huixian put on new monk clothes and smiled. Behind him, the little stone took a few steps back, lowered his head and bumped forward hard, hitting the clock with his round and bright head. Not even a mark was left.

Zhuquan Temple is still very small.

The newly built gates and walls are not as good as the courtyards of wealthy people, with three or five houses, the bluestone steps and the ground are smooth and round, and green grass sprouts grow on the walls.

The snake demon boy is lying on the roof with a bamboo leaf in his mouth. He is very comfortable lying on the roof of the new temple.

After hitting the bell with a small stone, I carried the bucket to the back mountain to fetch water. It is said that one monk carried water to eat, two monks carried water to eat, and the three monks had no water to eat. This situation did not occur in Zhuquan Temple.

The water well in the bamboo forest in the back mountain has been gushing for thousands of years, and the water has never stopped flowing no matter the drought.

Suddenly, the little stone flew away with its short legs.

"Master, Master~ There are people coming down from the mountain~"

Lao Huixian smiled calmly.

"Don't be anxious, don't panic. It's a good thing to have pilgrims coming. Remember to clean up and prepare spring water for pilgrims to quench their thirst. Don't neglect it."

Huixian made tea calmly. Since Zhuquan Temple was rebuilt, he finally had time to drink tea seriously.

"Hundreds of people!"

"Ahem~! What? Several...hundred people? That's good, that's good. Let's all get to work!"

Zhuquan Temple, which had been silent for many years, finally gained popularity. Although the ruined temple was small, it contained a real Buddha. People all over the world loved the gold decorations and had forgotten how true it once was.

…

Ye Yi.

Shen Zhu observed on the spot and asked local elders, and after several calculations, he slowly determined the plan. He worked hard and slept outdoors with the villagers. His different style from previous officials won the trust of the villagers. When he was ready, he mobilized young people to start transforming the rivers.

In fact, what the villagers need is an official who is sincere.

As long as you do things sincerely, you won't take it to heart even if you make mistakes occasionally. To put it bluntly, you need a backbone who really wants to accomplish things. It doesn't matter if you fail once. We will have another time and one day we will successfully control floods and benefit future generations.

Shen Zhu often sits in the study and works.

Whenever I feel lazy, I will immediately wake up when I see the real dragon picture, and I will continue to encourage and motivate.

Some visitors were amazed when they saw the real dragon picture, and found that there was a flaw in the real dragon picture. If it was completed, it would make the real dragon more charming.

"Brother Shen, it is said in ancient times that the clouds follow the dragon. Although the dragon is fierce in this painting, it is rarely peaceful. It must be because there are no clouds in the painting."

Magistrate Shen laughed heartily.

"No, no, I hang the real dragon picture to control and divert water. I don't want it to fly away in the clouds and mist, dig canals to produce dragons, dragons to produce water, and floods to clear up."

Shen Zhu led the people of Yeyi to build two major water conservancy projects in the east and west. The east slope discharged floods and the west slope stored water to irrigate countless farmlands, gradually quelling floods.

The people of Ye Yi thanked Shen Zhu for his kindness and respectfully called Shen Zhu Ye Gong.

Maybe someone saw the real dragon picture in the study, and somehow it suddenly spread that Ye Gong liked everything related to dragons. Dragons were painted on utensils, dragons were carved on the beams and pillars of houses, he drank tea with the word dragon in its name, and recited it every day. Books about dragons, dragons are everywhere in life.

When Shen Zhu found out, he smiled slightly and didn't care.

But I didn’t expect that the story of Mr. Ye’s fondness for dragons would be fueled by someone and spread more and more widely. Even the people of Ye Yi believed it to be true. It was nothing for the people of Ye Yi to respect the dragon.

One day, Shen Zhu discovered an abnormal flow of water while inspecting the river embankment...

Fairyland and heaven.

Things in the world cannot be hidden from heaven. The news about Ye Gong reached Bai Yu's ears. Bai Yu suddenly felt that it was ridiculous. Could it be that he had met the legendary Ye Gong and the Dragon?

Just when Bai Yu had forgotten this matter, the mortal world was in trouble again.

Officials never lack opponents.

Some people can't understand that Shen Zhu is serious about his work and deliberately targeting people. The best way to deal with an official is to ruin his reputation with rumors. If his reputation is bad, no matter how powerful he is, he will not be reused. He comes out to mess around these days. Care about reputation.

The rumors started again.

Ye Gong was fond of dragons, so he used hooks to write dragons, chisels to write dragons, and house carvings to write dragons.

So Tianlong heard about it and came down, peeked its head in the firewood, and put its tail in the hall. When Ye Gong saw it, he abandoned it and ran away, losing its soul, and its five colors had no owner.

Rumor has it that after the real dragon learned about it, he went down to Ye Gong's house. The dragon's head came to visit from the window, and the dragon's tail even extended into the hall. However, when Ye Gong saw that it was the real dragon, he was frightened to death and ran away.

From this point of view, Ye Gong does not really like dragons.

Bai Yu, who was resting in Yaochi, couldn't laugh or cry when he learned that there were currently five known dragons in the world. Four of them lived all over the world in name but were actually imprisoned. Only he could wander around, but he couldn't remember when he had been to the mortal world. He was really desperate for spreading rumors like this.
Chapter completed!