Chapter 71 God is not as useful as me

The water in the river is still rising, and it looks very slow. When you stare at it with your eyes, you can hardly see the increase. But every time you look at it again, you will find that the water level is higher.

The sky covered with dark clouds seemed to be darker, and even though it was not until night, the people on the shore were still filling up with sand and stones.

Zhang Zhong had already gone back to bake it once, and some of the clothes on his body were dry, and some of them were still so wet. The heavy rain did not mean to stop. Zhang Zhong stood on the river bank again.

"Master, what if it really rises, where will it break?" The yamen runner's heart was also tightly grabbed at this moment. In just two hours, it actually rose by one inch. As long as it rose by four inches, the low-rise water would not be able to prevent the flood from flooding.

Zhang Zhong went to know where the water level would break if it did not drop. He could only say calmly: "When the time comes, you can see where the place is dangerous, so you can just nail the pile to the sandbags."

The yamen runner nodded blankly, and he had no good idea, so he could only save wherever he was in danger.

As I was talking, water began to seep out from below a section of the embankment, not much seepage, and under such heavy rain, you will be able to see it.

"Sir, sir, water has come out here, sir." A person in charge of monitoring there saw the situation and quickly shouted at Zhang Zhong. A thunderclap also sounded at this time, making the man's shouting much smaller, but such a small sound was heard, and it was louder in everyone's ears than the thunderclap in the sky.

Zhang Zhong turned his head and looked, and moved his feet as he ran, shouting, "Where are you? Don't be afraid, come, bring wooden stakes, sandbags, sandbags."

The person who was arranged to carry the wood did not dare to neglect it. He carried the wooden stakes with a pointed head and ran over. The person guarding the sandbag immediately carried the sandbags and rushed over.

"Nail, I'll kill you. If you break the blame, you can use someone to block it. Take a rope, tie one one, and die together." Zhang Zhong changed his original weak appearance, took off his official uniform outside, rolled up his sleeves, and stood up first.

The yamen runner was so scared that he hugged Zhang Zhong, "Sir, you can't go down. These people are still waiting for your order. The little one is going to come. The little one is going to come. The little one is going to be able to water. I'm not afraid of this. Sir, you put on your clothes, but you haven't broken yet. Nail it, hurry up and nail it."

The people were stunned for a moment, and then they realized when they heard the yamen runners' words. They didn't care whether the dam would burst immediately. They rushed up and the wooden piles smashed hard on the inside of the river. The ropes were also ready. The shirtless young men tied up one after another, waiting for a while to block the entrance when the dam broke.

The tense atmosphere finally eased after a quarter of an hour. As the wood nailed down, the sandbags were thrown inside. Even if the section here was still seeping water, everyone no longer worried as before.

Double rows of wooden stakes smashed into the river, with sandbags piled inside. For a while, there was no danger here.

The yamen runner took the official uniform that Zhang Zhong had just taken off and wanted to put it on. It was not easy to wear this kind of official uniform. When Zhang Zhong took it off, he had torn it off and could only put it on his body. Once the water came, some soil was rubbed on it. It felt that it was not much better than a beggar.

But it is precisely such official uniforms that are the real official uniforms in the eyes of those people. Even if they are not very decent, even if Zhang Zhong seems very embarrassed, in the eyes of the people, Zhang Zhong is a county magistrate, and has more authority than those elsewhere.

Zhang Zhong was also scared. He was so anxious just now that he wanted to help him. After recovering, he ordered: "Send people to pay attention to other places, and no breaks will be allowed."

The people were very obedient and asked people to check each place one by one. The yamen runners also found ropes first and prepared for some time where there was danger. They didn't have to wait for the county magistrate to shout and jump down first.

A waterproof lantern covered with oil paper was picked up and shone faintly on the river surface. The water seemed to have risen a little more. Apart from the sound of rain and thunder, it was the sound of people panting when working and the sound of digging sand and stones.

At this moment, the sounds in nature seem to be separated from the human voice and can be heard, but they are so different. Among these two sounds, a new sound made people notice the sound of horse hooves stepping on the water coming from far to near.

The sound was getting louder and louder. There was also a waterproof lantern in front of the car, and two rice seedlings with big eyes were painted on the light yellow oil paper.

While everyone was watching, the yamen runners in the inner courtyard picked up Zhang Zhong and shouted frantically, "Master, the little master and the little lady are here, Master, the little master and the little lady..."

Zhang Zhong was also shocked. He never expected that at this time, his son and daughter-in-law suddenly came over, and there were guards sent out next to the carriage, controlling the horse steadily, stepping on the water with the same pace, making a clatter.

"Dad, do you think it's too hot and come out to take a shower? What's wrong with your clothes? Did someone push you into the river?"

On the way here, Zhang Xiaobao met the guard who went to find them. He knew that the danger was here, so he accelerated and jumped out of the car. Looking at the situation, he knew that everyone was worried and deliberately told a joke.

Zhang Zhong could not describe his current mood. He looked at his son and daughter-in-law with laughter and cry, and said, "Xiaobao, I'm going to break my mind. What's your solution?"

"Ah? It's really dangerous? How? There is a way. God said that he would break up. I don't agree. If I don't agree, then I can't decide."

Zhang Xiaobao said proudly, and looked up at the sky. A big lightning flashed over his head, scaring Zhang Xiaobao, and stretching out his hand to wipe his face, still looking like he didn't care.

Others didn't know whether what Zhang Xiaobao said was true or not. The yamen runner next to him completely believed it and echoed and shouted: "See, my little boy said, "God asked the place where the dam broke, but the little boy said no, it just couldn't."

Zhang Zhong was really puzzled at this time. Could his son be really a monster or a god? Even God's affairs could be changed? He asked uncertainly: "Xiaobao, can you really let God say that the place where the dam breaks will not break?"

"Dad, it may not be necessary. If God and I think of it together and are about to break the dam in the same place, then I can't block it. God said that where the dam breaks, that place may not be able to break, but I said that where the dam breaks, it will definitely break. Dad, wait for the child and Juanjuan to take a look around and choose the place where the dam should be broken."

Zhang Xiaobao said it to his father as if he was talking about a tongue twister, and pulled Wang Juan to start spinning around.

Zhang Zhong understood that his son was not here to break the dam, but to build a place to break the dam. Seeing his son and daughter-in-law disappear into the heavy rain, Zhang Zhong didn't know what to do for a moment.

About two quarters of an hour later, Zhang Xiaobao and Wang Juan turned back like a chicken.

"Dad, this river embankment cannot be blocked anymore. Our lake is not there yet. Let's take advantage of the present to dig a water diversion channel and lure the water over. Once the lake is available, the matter here is solved."

Zhang Xiaobao finally chose a location, dug it out from there, and could flow to the predetermined place, and bypass the place where the people live under the corner of the mountain. The river bank there is more stable than elsewhere. It doesn’t matter if it is stable, it can’t withstand the damage.

After hearing his son's words, Zhang Zhong felt so secretly that hesitated that he asked Zhang Xiaobao, "I really want to do this?"

"Dad, don't worry, it's okay. It's just raining for three days, and it may not be able to fill the lake. There is no other way except this. You really think your son is a god. With that ability, it's better for the child to just turn some money out. Why bother to make money? Dad, give orders quickly, otherwise somewhere will seep water in a while."

Seeing that his father had not made up his mind yet, Zhang Xiaobao scared his father a little. When he was walking around, he heard someone say that water seeping, so naturally he also heard that his father was about to jump down and block the breach himself, which made him feel scared.

After Zhang Zhong muttered twice in a row, he finally made up his mind that his son was not a god, but what his son said was usually not wrong.

"Come here, dig a canal for me to come out and connect it to the low-lying place behind. You should hurry up and don't dig the river bank."

Many people don’t know what the county magistrate is going to do, so they can only obey orders and dig according to Zhang Zhong’s request.

The people were so crowded that they were divided into sections. With the faint light of the waterproof lantern and the lightning light, they began to work hard.

In just one hour, a canal was dug out where the rainwater seeped into some places. The deepest place was four feet and six feet wide. With this canal, it was impossible to divert the flow smoothly, but at least it had a direction for diverting the flow.

If the water is not brought over, the river bank will not know where it breaks.

"Dig, dig on the river bank, little by little, let the water come first." Zhang Zhong continued to give the order.

A few brave men tied their bodies with ropes and shovels to the place, digging out the soil one after another and throwing it into the river. After waiting for about half a quarter of an hour, the water in the river could be allowed to flow through the digging low and into the canal.

"Sandbags, sandbags, piled up one meter away from both sides of the canal, and they are dense." Zhang Zhong shouted to those who were always ready to carry sandbags.

The people carried sandbags and started to pile up on both sides of the canal.

When the river bank was dug out and the water flowed down, the sandbags were piled up.

"What are you doing? Want to flood the entire county?" Without waiting for everyone to breathe a sigh of relief, a person got off the carriage from the middle of the county and questioned everyone standing here.
Chapter completed!