Chapter 72 The Calm Before the Storm

In the spacious hall, Zhou Lan was wearing a light blue outfit, which was less heroic and more gentle than the armor she wore before.

"I already know about the food and grass. You handled it very well!"

Zhou Lan sat in the upper seat, rubbing her eyebrows tiredly.

She thought Yang Zhengshan came to explain the food and grass to her. She didn't take this little thing to heart, so she just said it casually.

Yang Zhengshan didn't say much, just asked, "Does the general have any other instructions?"

He just thought that Zhou Lan was back, and he, as a subordinate, should come to see her and see if there was anything he needed to do.

Taking someone else's food and eating someone else's food, naturally you have to be more proactive.

"Nothing for the time being?"

Zhou Lan waved her hand, but then said, "Guancheng has been a little chaotic recently, try not to go to Guancheng!"

Yang Zhengshan was startled, knowing that this was Zhou Lan's kind reminder.

Why was Guancheng in chaos?

It was naturally because of the defeat.

Now Zhang Shouwang and Zhang Yude have returned, and the defeat has probably been reported to the court.

It is not known what the court will react, but it can be predicted that there will be changes in the top management of Chongshan Town.

Zhou Lan is probably also worried about this matter.

"I understand!"

Yang Zhengshan responded, and then stood up and said goodbye.

After leaving the hall, Yang Zhengshan went to see Zhao Yuan again.

Zhao Yuan's face was also full of sorrow. Although he was only a captain, he was a son of a nobleman after all. He had his own sources of information and knew more about the court and the top management of Chongshan Town.

"Ahem, Lord Zhang may not be able to stay in Chongshan Town!" Zhao Yuan said dully.

Yang Zhengshan's hand stroking his beard paused slightly. I don't know when he started to like stroking his beard more and more.

As he got older, his heart also got older, and even his behavior habits became more and more like those of the elderly.

Lord Zhang is Zhang Shouwang.

Someone must be held responsible for the defeat in the battle of Fushan City, and Zhang Shouwang, as the general leading the expedition to the north, was naturally the first to bear the brunt.

"Will General Zhou be okay?" Yang Zhengshan asked.

Compared to Zhang Shouwang, he was more worried about Zhou Lan.

Zhou Lan was his thigh, and if this thigh ran away, his life in Chongshan Town would definitely be difficult.

Zhao Yuan shook his head, "General Zhou will be okay, but with Lord Zhang leaving, General Zhou will definitely not be as relaxed as before."

Yang Zhengshan understood.

Zhou Lan was not the main general of this expedition, so he did not need to bear the main responsibility, and the town's left camp had made great contributions in this battle. Even if there was a crime, it would not be Zhou Lan's head.

Besides, Zhou Lan still had the Ningguo Mansion behind him. As long as the Ningguo Mansion did not fall, Zhou Lan would not be wronged.

"I hope General Zhou is okay!"

Yang Zhengshan did not know what to say, so he could only comfort her like this.

Zhao Yuan was in a bad mood. He became drowsy after saying a few words. Yang Zhengshan helped him lie on the bed and waited until he fell asleep before leaving.

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In the following days, the chaos in Chongshanguancheng slowly subsided. Although Chongshan Town was defeated in this battle, the Donghai Hu tribe also suffered heavy losses. The two sides temporarily entered a state of truce.

For a while, the city seemed particularly calm, but everyone knew that this calm was the calm before the storm.

However, compared with the upcoming storm, Yang Zhengshan was more worried about the drought in Chongshan Town.

There has not been a decent heavy rain outside the pass for several months, and the situation inside the pass is similar.

The wheat seedlings in the fields around Linguanbao have turned yellow, and the small river under the hillside is almost dry. If it doesn't rain again, let alone irrigating the fields, I'm afraid even drinking water will become a problem.

"Where is the source of this river?"

By the river, Yang Zhengshan looked at the riverbed with only a few shallow puddles left and asked Old Li.

Old Li thought for a moment and said, "It seems to be on the mountain over there in Yingshanbao, and the source is from several springs on the mountain!"

Yingshanbao is about 100 miles west of Chongshanguan. The mountains over there are taller and the forests are relatively dense, unlike the low mounds on the side of Linguanbao.

Yang Zhengshan squatted down and dug the dry mud on the river beach. He dug one foot deep, but no water came out.

"Let's dig a well!"

This river is not only related to the irrigation of the fields, but also to the drinking water problem of Linguanbao.

There are still a few small puddles that can be used now, but if we wait a few more days, even the small puddles will probably dry up.

He stood up, scanned the surroundings, and then pointed to a relatively flat river beach not far away and said, "It's right there, dig a deep well first!"

Although digging a well on the river beach is more troublesome, the water storage capacity under the river should be much larger.

Yang Zhengshan didn't expect to guarantee the harvest of the fields. Anyway, there were only thin fields around Linguanbao, and there was not much harvest.

He just wanted to ensure that the military households in Linguanbao would not be deprived of water.

Lao Li wiped the sweat from his forehead and responded with some panting.

It was too hot that day. He had been in Chongshan Town for more than ten years, and it was the first time he encountered such hot weather.

Yang Zhengshan looked up at the scorching sun and turned to walk towards Linguanbao.

When he returned to Linguanbao, Yang Minghao was just about to go out to look for him.

"Dad, Manager Luo is looking for you!"

"Manager Luo? What does he want me for?" Yang Zhengshan asked in confusion.

Manager Luo is Luo Shang, the owner of Guancheng Luo's Cloth Shop, who has been helping Linguanbao sell cloth shoes.

"I don't know, it looks like he's in a hurry!" Yang Minghao also felt puzzled. Although they had cooperation with Luo Shang, they had almost no other intersections except business cooperation.

This time Luo Shang suddenly came to his door, which made him feel something was wrong.

Luo Shang was really anxious. Before Yang Zhengshan returned to the government office, Luo Shang walked out first.

"Sir Yang!"

"What does Shopkeeper Luo want to see me for?" Yang Zhengshan asked directly without being polite.

Luo Shang followed him and walked into the government office again.

Yang Zhengshan entered the study, washed his face first, and then looked at Luo Shang strangely, "Shopkeeper Luo?"

This guy didn't know what he was thinking, he was distracted.

He was so anxious just now, but now he didn't speak.

"Ah, Sir Yang." Luo Shang came back to his senses, bowed, and said, "I want to ask Sir Yang for a favor!"

Villain!

Yang Zhengshan felt even more strange.

‘Little man’ is a self-deprecating title, but generally speaking, few people would use such a title because it is too derogatory.

Most of the time, only slaves or people of very low status would use such a title.

Although Luo Shang is a merchant, these merchants have money in their hands, and even if they have a low social status, they are unwilling to depreciate themselves.

“Shopkeeper Luo, just speak frankly. If I can help, I will definitely not refuse!” Yang Zhengshan said.

Whether he can help, whether he wants to help, and whether he is willing to help, these are all second words. He wants to hear what trouble Luo Shang has encountered first.

Luo Shang hesitated for a moment and said, “I want to give the cloth shop to Lord Yang!”

“Send!”

Yang Zhengshan looked at him in astonishment.

Although Luo Shang’s cloth shop is not big and is not in a good location, it is also a good shop. If it is sold, it should be able to sell for at least four or five hundred taels of silver.

And Luo Shang is not a wealthy businessman, he is just a small businessman.

For him, the cloth shop should be his most important asset, how could he give it away easily.