After discovering that seven of the nine wells in the village were full of water, the people of Linhe Village were very happy. Now they didn't have to worry about running out of water. They could even transport the water to the fields to make up for it. The positions occupied by the children were also not important. The seven wells were full of people.
One by one, they took off their shirts, bare-chested, and began to take turns to draw water. The water they drew was directly transported to the fields. As for the remaining two wells, one was missing a piece due to years of disrepair, while the other had not changed much.
This situation was immediately reported to the county. They wanted to make an auspicious sign or something, but they were persuaded by the sinister county magistrate to keep it a secret.
"Sir, don't think about this. Take a rest." The county magistrate's face was also ugly as he advised County Magistrate Cheng.
The Registrar, County Deputy, and the bailiffs who knew about this matter also had no smile on their faces. They knew that behind the happiness of the people, someone was using his life to support it. What auspicious sign was this? What water was this? It was clearly tears of blood.
They all believed Chen Dong's words. The masters of Zhangjia Zhuangzi, for the sake of the people of Sanshui County, actually used his life as the price to activate the divine power. The County Magistrate, County Deputy, County Deputy, and Registrar were the most conflicted in their hearts. They wanted to let the people in the county have water to drink, but they were also afraid that the two masters of Zhangjia Zhuangzi had an accident. They couldn't decide between the two.
The bailiffs couldn't care so much. They only hoped that the people of Zhangjia Zhuangzi were still alive and well. When they heard that the people of Linhe County wanted to make an auspicious sign, they couldn't help but want to beat them a few times.
"Well, Xuyang, there are other things today. Help me take a look. I will go to the back to check on some of the previous omissions."
County Magistrate Cheng was the happiest, but also the saddest. He arranged for people to go to Zhangjia Zhuangzi. A village had water, but he had to worry about the masters of Zhangjia Zhuangzi.
After the county deputy agreed, County Magistrate Cheng returned to his courtyard without another word. He dismissed the servants and found incense and candles alone. He brought them to the study room and personally ground an ink stick. He wrote the names of the two of them on a piece of paper and placed it on the table in the study room. He lit the incense and candles and then knelt there.
"This unfilial student greets the two of you. I wish the two of you a long life. I swear that if any of the sixty thousand elders in Shan Shui County dare to disrespect the two of you, even if it means risking my life, I will not let them off easily."
After that, County Magistrate Cheng kowtowed three more times before standing up.
*****
In the next few days, not only were the wells in Linhe Village filled with water, but many of the wells in other villages were filled with water as well. The wells that originally had water had more water, and the wells that didn't have water were filled with water.
From time to time, someone would report this to the yamen as an auspicious sign. The more the yamen heard, the more upset they felt.
"Milord, why don't we send someone to Zhangjia Zhuangzi and ask them to stop for a while and transport some water from other villages to those villages that are suffering from drought? Then, when the people have water, what should we do? This is exchanging lives for lives. "
A pregnant yamen runner found County Magistrate Cheng and knelt there, crying and begging. Of course, he got the news from Chen Dong. His family had received a lot of benefits from Zhangjia Zhuangzi. His wife ate well and slept well. Zhangjia Zhuangzi even specially sent a woman to teach his wife some movements. He even taught her a few songs to sing, saying that it was good for the unborn child.
If it were someone else, he would think that they were just messing with him. But Zhangjia Zhuangzi specially made it, so he didn't dare to have any doubts. How could he not remember this kind of care? At first, he thought that if one day Zhangjia Zhuangzi killed someone, he would pretend that he didn't see it. But now, he thought that if Zhangjia Zhuangzi wanted to kill someone, he would do it himself.
When County Magistrate Cheng heard the bailiff's words, he did not know what to do for a moment. Chen Dong had come back and said that it was only this one time, which meant that the two masters of the Zhang family's farmstead would not die because of this one time. However, in the past two days, as the wells in some villages had more water and dried up, he felt the bailiff's anxiety.
He originally wanted to have a long life, but Zhangjia Zhuangzi didn't agree. He didn't know the master's name, and he didn't know what the master looked like, so he could only give up.
Looking at the yamen runner kneeling there, County Magistrate Cheng suddenly had an idea. He said to him, "How about this, tomorrow you bring some of the county's products that Zhangjia Zhuangzi doesn't have and give them to them. Also, help me ask if they want to stop. If they stop, I will issue a notice and ask the people to get water from other places.
But if they say that they don't lack water, I will also issue a notice and ask the people not to go out at night and not to check if they hear any noise. What do you think? "
Seeing the yamen runner like this, County Magistrate Cheng didn't know what to say, especially the next county magistrate. If the next county magistrate wasn't promoted by Sanshui County, the officials sent by the higher-ups would have a hard time. The people sent by the higher-ups hated the local power the most, but they were also afraid of the local power the most.
A capable official could handle the local power in a short time and make everyone listen to him. A weak official could only ask for a transfer or join in the evil. If the next county magistrate wasn't Registrar Zhao, would he have the ability to take in Zhangjia Zhuangzi? He would be tired to death.
The yamen runner naturally didn't know that the county magistrate was thinking so much. When he heard the county magistrate's words, he left happily and prepared to go to Zhangjia Zhuangzi tonight to ask.
*****
"Wang Juan, do you think the moon is at its roundest today? Grandpa made mooncakes for me. " Zhang Xiaobao was especially energetic tonight. He lay on the couch and couldn't sleep. He looked out of the half-open window and said softly.
Wang Juan was already sleepy and wanted to sleep. When she heard Zhang Xiaobao's words, she opened her eyes and said, "Comrade Zhang Xiaobao, I beg you, don't say anymore. There are still many days until the 15th of August. I'll make mooncakes with you then, okay?"
"Oh, thank you. Actually, it has nothing to do with the 15th of August. Today is my grandpa's birthday. Look at how round the moon is. Grandpa must be looking at me on the moon." Zhang Xiaobao continued. His voice was very soft, but it was enough for Wang Juan to hear.
Wang Juan stared at the window and seemed to want to close it with her mind. She turned her head and saw Zhang Xiaobao was still staring at the window. She said, "There's no one on the moon, right? Well, don't look at me. There's someone on the moon, but it won't be your grandpa. There's Chang 'e, Wu Gang, and a living thing at home, not a rabbit.
Which one do you think your grandpa is? Could it be the Apollo of the Lunar Kicking Plan? "
"Comrade Wang Juan, let me ask you, why are there so many graves in places with water?" Zhang Xiaobao changed the topic.
"Xiao Bao, you are a good man. The country is sorry for you. Don't hate the country. After all, these departments are composed of people, not machines. You have learned so much psychology. Don't you understand? I'm here with you. Take it as compensation. "
Wang Juan knew that Zhang Xiaobao would fall into a special thought when he thought of his grandpa. At the same time, he had made arrangements for the other side, so she said these words gratefully.
Zhang Xiaobao shook his head, "What qualifications do you have to represent the country? How do you know that I love the country? What I love is a national complex. What I love is a kind of heritage. The Chinese nation is not a certain republic. What I protect is a kind of spirit, not a specific thing.
Some people said that the four ancient civilizations were ancient India, ancient Egypt, ancient Babylon, and ancient China. Some people said ancient Egypt, ancient Greece, ancient India, and ancient Egypt. Some people said ancient Egypt, ancient Rome, ancient Maya, and ancient India. Some people said ancient Loulan, ancient Egypt, ancient Maya, and ancient Rome.
These were not important. What was important was whose civilization was still being passed down. India? Their history needed to be filled in by the history of other countries. Maya? They only had words left, but they had lost the people who could interpret them. Egypt? They had almost lost their own words. They did not know how they originated.
Babylon, it was conquered by the pagans. Who still remembered it? Rome? There was no arena. It was long forgotten. Loulan? Time passed. Who chased after time? Only one place still existed. From the records of Yan Huang to the mountains of reeds.
The country I recognize is this. I am not proud of the glory of my ancestors. I am sad because I can't inherit it. Who dares to talk about civilization with China? Who dares to talk about food with China? I … "
"Xiao Bao, the well exploded. Why did you remind them to use the fortune-telling compass to measure it?" Just as Zhang Xiaobao was about to say something radical, Wang Juan suddenly interrupted and asked something unrelated to what Zhang Xiaobao was talking about.
Zhang Xiaobao did not answer immediately. He stood there panting. After a while, he smiled at Wang Juan. "People say that a good wife can let a man have no worries. I didn't understand before, but now I finally understand. When you are in high spirits, she knows how to pour cold water on you. When you are in low spirits, she knows how to cheer you up. When you are in low spirits, she knows how to …"
"Xiao Bao, what is that compass used for? Is it a compass? "Wang Juan interrupted Zhang Xiaobao again.
"Oh, you're talking about that thing? I really don't know much about fortune-telling. I didn't learn anything about fortune-telling back then. There really was a person in there. In the end, he misjudged a department head and was locked up. But I know one thing. That compass corresponds to the water patterns and magnetic fields.
Usually, some fortune-tellers would find a compass and put it in a messy place. He thought that it was God's will that he couldn't predict the future. In fact, that place is usually a place with more water patterns. If you don't believe me, you can take a look. As long as you use that thing, you can dig out a coffin in a messy place.
The orphanage was like that. They wanted to dig a fixed cellar, but after digging for a while, they found a coffin. At first, they didn't care about it and moved it to another place. You know what a fixed cellar is? It is an underground house built with bricks and cement. It is used as a vegetable cellar.
But in the end, they found that it was full of water. The vegetable cellar was 2.5 meters deep, and 1.5 meters was water. In the end, they couldn't use it. Later, they wanted to make a well, which is a relatively old well. The one that uses leverage and air pressure. It is three meters away from the vegetable cellar. In the end, they drilled 12 meters and there was no water at all. "
Zhang Xiaobao finally recovered from the state he shouldn't be in and started talking about the compass.
"I know, I know. I know about this. There are some well-preserved ancient corpses. In fact, it is because there is water at the place where they are buried. The coffin itself is sealed well, but the water pressure underground is too high. It presses the water into the coffin and squeezes out the air inside.
When the air is gone, the surroundings are sealed again. The water level drops, and the water seeps out. The seal is sealed again, and the inside of the coffin becomes a vacuum. When people dig it up, there is no oxidizing effect. The person inside is preserved very well. "
Wang Juan added. At the same time, she knew why Zhang Xiaobao asked people to use a compass to predict the future when they blew up the well. It wasn't for fortune-telling, but for water patterns.
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