God will not make changes according to people's wishes, even if this person is known as the True Dragon Emperor, the Son of Heaven, that will not work.
Wang Zhi didn't know whether the emperor had entrusted a dream to the old Dragon King.
Wang Zhi only knew that when he woke up in the morning, it was still raining and covered with white flowers.
"God, there is no way for people to survive."
Wang Li has started to limit breakfast.
Although the family has bought a lot of food, if the food in the fields is seriously damaged, there will still be a long time to spend.
When Wang Zhi saw many ragged figures appearing in the heavy rain, he knew that the disaster was not just around Chang'an, but extended to places far away.
Carrying simple packages and wearing raincoats, these people headed towards Chang'an City.
They were so densely packed that they couldn't even see the end of them.
The thin clothes and the desperate but hopeful eyes made people feel very distressed.
In ancient times, the concept of rurality was still very strong, so people would not leave their hometown unless they could not survive.
Since the group of people in front of them left their homes and came to Chang'an, it means that this flood is very serious.
"Brother, can you save my mother?
My mother has a severe fever.
I can do anything for you."
Suddenly, a boy of thirteen or fourteen ran over crying and kowtowed to Wang Zhi.
"Get up quickly, where is your mother?
Come in quickly."
Without asking, Wang Zhi knew that the older boy's mother must have suffered from the cold and rain every day, which even a strong man would not be able to bear, let alone a woman and child.
The big boy didn't expect the man in front of him to agree so simply.
He was obviously stunned.
It wasn't until he was slapped by Wang Zhi that he hurried back and carried a wet woman on his back.
"Mom, mother, wake up quickly."
The big boy kept calling, but the woman was soaked to the skin and had a high fever.
She needed to take a warm bath and change into dry clothes first.
Only Wang Li could do this.
"Da Ya, Xiao Ya, hurry up and boil the hot water.
Xiao Li, go and carry the wooden bucket for bathing to my mother's house."
When Wang Li saw that the woman was already semi-conscious, she quickly gave orders.
"Mom, I'm going to see if Sun Daozi is still there, and ask him to come over and have a look."
Sun Simiao has been living in Princess Yuzhang's house recently, and Wang Zhi hopes that he is still here.
Wang Zhi quickly ran towards the princess mansion.
Unfortunately, he was very disappointed because Sun Simiao had already left for several days.
"Wang Zhi, is someone in your family sick?"
Yu Zhang asked with concern.
On this rainy day, it was inevitable that someone would catch a cold or something.
"Hey, no, it's a mother and son who were on the run.
The mother fell ill.
The son knelt on the ground anxiously and begged me to save his mother."
Wang Zhi was very sad.
In this era, people are still too fragile.
The most important thing is that there are no treatment tools and medicinal materials.
"Yuzhang, is the area affected by this disaster very large?"
Although this year's rainy season came late, it was even larger.
"Most areas in Guanzhong, Hedong, Hebei, and Shandong were affected by the disaster.
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Some places along the Yellow River even burst their banks, and a county seat was directly washed away."
Yuzhang's eyes were red.
He only found out when he returned to the palace yesterday that there would be so many people affected by the disaster, and they were all coming to Chang'an, hoping that the government could give them a bite to eat.
"Why".
It is hard for Wang Zhi to imagine how serious damage a flood in this era would cause.
Even in later generations, the great flood of 1998 sacrificed many officers, soldiers and patriots.
"Daozhang Sun went to Chang'an City and said that he was needed more there.
But before leaving, he was given a lot of medicine for colds and flus.
Wait a minute and I'll ask Xiao Tao to pack it for you."
Under this situation, Yuzhang no longer wanted to ask Wang Zhi about the manuscript of the new legend of White Snake, and Wang Zhi no longer wanted to see if Yuzhang was dressed beautifully today.
After taking the medicinal materials, Wang Zhi hurriedly Rushed home.
"Da Ya, go and fry the medicine.
Mom, how are you?"
Wang Zhi stood at the door and shouted, it was not convenient to go in.
"Hey, I feel hot all over.
How about it?
Is Taoist Sun here?"
Seeing that Wang Zhi came back by herself, Mrs.
Wang Li was a little disappointed, and she knew that Sun Simiao must not be here, otherwise, he would have arrived by now.
"Mom, don't worry.
Sun Daozhang has gone to Chang'an City.
You don't know how big the area is affected by this disaster.
How many people have left their hometowns.
Among those people, more people will suffer from the cold.
Therefore, Sun Daozhang has gone to Chang'an City.
But ", before he left, he left a lot of prepared medicines.
I brought a few pairs back.
By the way, mom, this is alcohol.
You can take it and wipe her body, maybe it can lower her body temperature."
This is a simple method, but many people will use it in later generations.
Of course, her son's words were correct.
Wang Li took the alcohol and went back into the house.
Now that she has the medicinal materials, Wang Li, and Da Ya and Xiao Ya are waiting for her, it depends on her whether she can get better or not.
After learning that his mother gradually calmed down after taking medicine, the big boy finally couldn't bear it anymore and huddled in the corner of Wang Zhi's room, leaning on a pile of hay and fell asleep.
"Ada, come on, let's carry this kid to the bed."
Even though Ada was clumsy, he still didn't let the big boy wake up, and he was still snoring in his deep sleep.
After drying the big boy, putting on his own clothes, and covering him with a blanket, Wang Zhicai said to Wang Li next to him: "When the medicine is ready, you can give this brat a little.
Even if he doesn't catch a cold, he won't be able to do anything."
It can be prevented.”
"Dad, didn't you see it yesterday?
It's raining so hard, so don't go out."
Early in the morning, before Wang Zhi got up, Wang Qiang had already gone to the fields with a sad face, as if if he went, the wind and rain would subside and the crops would be better.
"Why".
Wang Qiang didn't say anything and kept sighing.
"Hey, there are guests at home."
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Wang Qiang immediately realized something was wrong.
It was raining so heavily.
How could there be guests at home?
Besides, it seemed that he had no relatives.
The people in the village are all their parents or grandparents who fled here, so there are basically no relatives left.
Cheng Chumo is the one who likes to come to the house lately.
Wang Qiang doesn't believe that it's him.
Besides, it seems to be a woman because Wang Li doesn't let him enter the room.
"Dad, we are a mother and son who have fled here.
The mother is ill.
My mother is wiping her body and changing her clothes, and Daya is boiling medicine."
Wang Zhi pointed to the boy in his room and said briefly.
"Hey, the world is so unkind."
Wang Qiang looked sad.
Every time he was hit by a disaster, no matter what kind of disaster it was, the people who suffered the most were still the people.
"Dad, come and have a bowl of ginger soup to go away the cold."
Dad had been outside for most of the morning, and Wang Zhi was really afraid that Wang Qiang would also catch a cold.
"good".
Wang Qiang followed suit and took the ginger soup from his son's hand.
He drank it in one gulp.
Feeling warm all over, he went to the woodshed.
After a while, the sound of crackling firewood was heard
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