Chapter 603

"The drought will last for half a year, but the drought is not the most serious. There will be a locust disaster in June this year. After the locust disaster, there will be floods. In short, the people are suffering." dao'an shook his head and sighed.

"How do you know that the drought will last for half a year?" Lu Qing looked at dao'an angrily. He always felt that the monk's ability to talk nonsense was at its peak.

"Lu Cheng doesn't believe it, but would you like to bet with the poor monk?" dao'an's eyes lit up again.

"Why should I bet with you who is full of nonsense? No one can predict the natural disaster. It will come when it should come. As long as you are fully prepared and try to reduce the loss at that time, what else can you do? Do you sigh and worry every day? Do you want to live?"

Lu Qing's hands were itching more and more. He held one hand on the wild goose feather knife and was ready to move.

"Lord Lu is right, but there is a common saying among the people that people will not shed tears if they don't see the coffin. Most people are like this. Lord Lu is different from them. He has a plan before rain, and is worthy of being the God of the people." dao'an said with his hands folded and worshipped Lu Qing.

"Bah, besides, I'm a God. Believe it or not, I'll cut you!" with a brush, Lu Qing pulled out the wild goose feather knife at his waist and pointed directly at monk dao'an's bare head.

But the knife didn't cut the goose egg. There was a bowl in front of the goose egg to block the blade.

Lu Qing was surprised, because the moment her knife tip was blocked by the bowl, it was like stabbing into a strange object. The appearance was a little flexible, but the inside was as hard as King Kong. If it was an ordinary knife, it might break at once.

Is it the purple gold bowl given to him by Guanyin Bodhisattva?

The onlookers also found something strange and looked at dao'an's bowl one after another. However, dao'an did not give them a chance. He stepped back and put the bowl back in his arms.

"Lord Lu is so grumpy. It's not good. I can't stop here. Since Lord Lu also said that as long as you make perfect preparations, you can minimize the loss. Please start preparing."

After that, monk dao'an turned and left. He walked along the sand rolling Yellow River, chanting Buddhist scriptures in his mouth, and walked away.

Lu Qing has been staring at dao'an, but he is also playing drums in his heart.

It has been said before that locusts are easy to occur in a year of drought and that there will be a flood after a drought.

However, Longxi should not be affected, but the middle and lower reaches of the Yellow River are the most vulnerable.

After the diversion of the Yellow River, there will be no flood, but now the tributaries of the Yellow River are still surging. Once there is a flood, the affected area will be very large.

Now, these areas that may be affected are all on shile's territory.

Looking at each other with yumingchuan, Lu Qing found that yumingchuan's eyes were as tangled as hers.

If it is purely about the war, shile's territory is seriously affected. Naturally, it is better. Not only will they be hindered from collecting military food, but also there are not many people to recruit if they want to replenish the army. Maybe there will be a rebellion by hungry people.

Whether locusts or floods, the lower reaches of the Yellow River will become riddled with holes. As long as they attack after the disaster, it is not difficult to win with their strength.

However, if the three disasters happen at the same time, I don't know how many innocent people will die, especially the plague is easy to break out after the flood. Even if they take the land, the people are gone, and I don't know how long it will take to recover.

Thinking of this, Lu Qing was a little agitated. She didn't want to go on an outing. She went back to the jade house with Yu Mingchuan early.

"Yulang, do you think what the monk dao'an said is true or false?" Lu Qing lay down on the bed and couldn't help asking about yumingchuan.

"If there is still no rain in April or may, what dao'an said may happen."

Yumingchuan sat on the edge of the bed, leaning against the bed column, but his eyes narrowed, as if thinking about something.

"Big ear's letter said that there were three snows in Longxi, but we saw one in Guanzhong. If there was really a drought and locust disaster, Guanzhong could not hide, but in the east of Guandong, we couldn't reach it."

"Madam, I have a plan for my husband. I may have to wrong my wife, but it should have some effect."

Seeing that Yu Mingchuan's originally narrowed eyes were full of light, Lu Qing quickly got up, hooked his neck and asked what the plan was.

"I guessed the purpose of monk dao'an. He followed us and got some money. Basically, he bought food and gave it to beggars or hungry people. According to previous rumors, dao'an traveled all over the world, even if he fed the hungry people with human flesh, he also wanted to make them full.

It can be seen that the monk seems to have a strange habit, that is, he doesn't care if he goes against the so-called way of heaven.

If we infer from this idea, he reminds us that there will be a major disaster. After a major disaster, there will inevitably be famine. This is the last thing he wants to see. It makes sense to hope to use our strength to alleviate the disaster“

Seeing Lu Qing's spirit, Yu Mingchuan held her and sat on himself.

"Then he just said it. Why are you pretending to be a ghost and calling me a God." Lu Qing pursed his lips in disgust.

"Madam, this is the highest move of dao'an." yumingchuan smiled slightly.

"Ah?"

"Madam, you and I don't believe in the god Buddha. Naturally, we know that it's useless for the people to worship the Dragon King Temple and the locust temple. Dao'an also knows that it's useless. He doesn't even believe in his own Buddha. Naturally, he won't let the people count on those wood carvings and clay sculptures. What he believes is the same as ours.

Believe in people, believe in powerful people.

And his wife, the one he likes, can win the trust of all the people and really help them“

Yumingchuan's chin was slightly raised. He had never doubted the woman's ability in front of him. Like those people, he believed her.

"I can really help the people in the pass, but the east of Hangu pass is not our territory. How can I help?" Lu Qing still frowned and looked at yumingchuan.

"Sometimes, you don't have to kiss someone to do something. Just some rumors are enough." Yu Mingchuan poked Lu Qing's nose and smiled brightly.

"Yulang! You won't let me pretend to be a God and spread some rumors about locusts and floods?" Lu Qing suddenly understood dao'an's purpose. The bald donkey beat around the Bush and asked her to do it!

Yumingchuan nodded. Yes, that's it.

"Didn't you agree to be a witch? How can you become a goddess..."

Lu Qing has a deep feeling of egg pain, but she doesn't have eggs. If she does, she's jumping in pain.

Just because she doesn't have eggs to hurt doesn't mean she can't let others hurt.

For example, the bald goose egg that fluctuates every day and occasionally appears.