Their Lucky Star Was Transmigrated! Chapter 238: It’s hard for a small official

After a natural disaster, it is likely to induce man-made disasters.

Twenty years ago, there was a severe drought in Xiangyi Prefecture, and many villages by the river had avoided natural disasters because of the water. But the man-made disasters that follow are more terrifying than natural disasters.

When natural disasters come, people will try their best to fight and try their best to survive.

But man-made disasters come, either life or death.

The most hateful thing is that once a man-made disaster occurs, there will be a resurgence of the remnants of the previous dynasty, which will add fuel to the flames and cause countless people to be destroyed.

"Don't lose the dragon boat race!"

Old Master Xu resolutely said, "If there is a serious drought this year and we win the dragon boat race, our village will have a better life."

"Besides, even if you want to build a waterwheel, you're not short of so many people."

"Also!"

Guan Laoqi thought for a while and nodded.

"Brother Xu, what are your plans for building a waterwheel?"

"This, when I go to the county seat, I will start work when I come back!"

About the speculation about the drought, Mr. Xu is going to talk to Zuoqiu. Then, through him, spread the news to Fucheng as soon as possible.

As for disaster prevention, planning ahead is always better than making amends.

Besides, if the waterwheel is built, even if it is not a year of drought, the waterwheel can be put into use, and it will not become a useless thing for decoration.

"Come on!"

Guan Laoqi took a reassurance from Mr. Xu, and finally felt a little more at ease.

After breakfast, Mr. Xu really went to the county town with Mr. Xu.

For the matter of Li Tuo before, Mr. Xu asked Mr. Xu to run for him, but this time it was a serious drought, Mr. Xu felt that he had to run a trip in person.

In addition, Mr. Xu also brought a large bowl of lychees sent by King Yan.

Xu Laosan also brought a bowl here for his father-in-law's family.

On the way to the county seat, Mr. Xu was sadly forced by Mr. Xu to run forward, while Mr. Xu himself rode on the fake photo of Mr. Xu, the Jade Night Lion.

Of course, Mr. Xu had a good reason for letting Mr. Xu run forward.

It's euphemistically called: polishing the body.

Xu Laosan always thinks this is an excuse, but he has no evidence.

Xu Laosan, who ran all the way to the county seat, was exhausted, but when he arrived at the county seat, he was severely disliked by his own father, and said that from this evening, he would run around the village every day. Three laps.

Xu Laosan wanted to argue with reason, but he was kicked on the **** by his father before he opened his mouth.

"Stop talking nonsense and do whatever you want!"

Mr. Xu is determined to train this incompetent young son well.

Don't look at Xu Laosan's examination of the Xiangyi mansion's desk, but it still can't change the fact that he is only a scholar.

"Is this a scholar and a soldier?"

Second Xu looked depressedly at the back of Mr. Xu walking into the county office and muttered in a low voice.

However, no matter how depressed he was, he couldn't change the end of the lap.

Lifting his beloved fake photo, the Yuye Lion, Mr. Xu hurried to the county school in a sullen mood. On the way, he passed by the old man's house and sent the lychees away. Xu Laosan hurried to the county school. When he arrived at the county school, he saw his classmates who were thinner and older than him. Xu Laosan suddenly understood his father. I mean.

However, Mr. Xu rolled up his sleeves reluctantly, stared at his arms for a while, and finally put down his sleeves depressed.

Sure enough, there is no harm without comparison.

His small arms are stronger than those of his classmates, but compared to his eldest and second brothers, he is quite thin.

"It's time to practice!"

Xu Laosan waved his fist vigorously.

He didn't want to really become a powerless scholar.

Even if he can't be both civil and military, at least he can't be a weak chicken.

Mr. Xu had no idea what Mr. Xu was thinking. He was staring at Zuoqiu at the moment.

"Brother, are you kidding me?"

Zuoqiu was also frightened by Mr. Xu's words.

The drought!

This kind of prophecy-like words, even the supervisor of Qin Tianjian, would not dare to say it casually.

Even if the Dao of Jie Fortune was rampant as the state religion for a while, no one dared to assert any natural disaster.

Master Xu rolled his eyes and said, "Do you think I'm full?"

"Also, I'm just inferring this."

"Believe it or not, it's all up to you!"

"Of course, our Lingshui Village is ready to build a waterwheel immediately."

"Oh, by the way, over there in Fucheng, you can help me deliver a letter there, no problem?"

Master Xu did not force Zuoqiu to believe in himself. After all, he himself is not sure. It's just that he would rather believe this kind of thing.

It's just a matter of spending time and money.

But once a drought does come, it's a good idea to plan ahead.

As for the county seat, Zuoqiu doesn't have to do anything, just send an official letter to remind the villages and towns below, so that all villages, towns, and clans can prepare for drought as soon as possible.

As the county magistrate, Zuoqiu, even if he does not lead the drought-fighting preparations in each village, has to check the grain reserves in the county granary. After all, the work of the granary is always under the control of the county magistrate, Yang Yunyi.

Now, with Yang Yunyi lying half-dead, Zuoqiu can take this opportunity to check the grain reserves in the granary first.

"Brother, it's no problem for me to send the letter. It's just, it's not a trivial matter!"

"Fourth, I'm not talking about you as a big brother, aren't you too timid?"

"Even if there is no possibility of a drought as I said, as the head of the county, do you need the approval of anyone to preside over the water conservancy repairs in this county?"

In the past, there was a county magistrate, Yang Yunyi, who came out to fight Zuoqiu. Now, Yang Yunyi, the unfortunate bastard, was lying half-dead.

You're welcome, Zuoqiu can make a big show in Anshun County, and no one can stop him.

Zuo Qiu, who was despised by Mr. Xu, smiled embarrassingly and said, "Brother, I'm really not timid!"

"Instead, if I want to repair water conservancy, I must inform the Yamen side of the river. When the time comes, the other side of the river will also come to intervene."

"This step down, the ghost knows whether it is a good thing or a bad thing!"

Zuoqiu also wants to do things, but he has too many constraints.

If it's anything else, even if it's building a road, he can take the lead.

But it is water conservancy.

Without the approval from the Hedao Yamen, once the work starts on his side, there is no doubt what kind of hat will be put on it.

This is precisely what Mr. Xu doesn't know.

"Fourth, it's really hard for you!"

Master Xu gave Zuo Qiu a consoling look.

Zuoqiu can only smile bitterly.

This is the tragedy of Guan Er Xiao.

He is a small county magistrate with too many constraints.

Not to mention the officials of various ministries in the capital, even the officials of the government city, even if the rank is lower than him, can make him feel uncomfortable.

It's hard for a small official!