Chu Rong sneered, and said unhurriedly, "The sewage was originally in the underground pipe, but now it's just that the pipe is broken and the water is flowing out. It's not as mysterious as what you said."
Everyone was stunned for a moment, carefully pondering whether what she said was right or not.
At this time, an old man in the crowd stood up, "Yes, yes, yes, I remembered, there is indeed a pipeline. When it was still in the former dynasty, my father used to be a strong man digging underground ditches."
This old man obviously had prestige in the crowd. When he spoke, people who had doubts about Chu Rong gradually began to believe him.
"If you want me to say, this lady is right. There are so many unlucky things. It's just a leak in the underground pipeline."
The old man stood on Chu Rong's side all of a sudden, and the man called Chu Xiucai couldn't hold back anymore, "It's not necessarily true, everyone, don't forget that Tailor Chen was originally good, but because of this crack, he is now deaf. And dumb, isn't this a sign of disaster? What is it?"
This scholar spoke clearly and logically, and everyone couldn't help but waver.
"Let's go, let's go." A few officials did not know how to receive the news, and suddenly came, "The magistrate is here."
It was only then that Chu Rong saw that there were some sedan chairs behind the official messenger.
After the sedan chair came to a complete stop, the magistrate walked out in his official clothes.
He glanced around with his official authority and said, "Some people say that there are crowds gathering here to make trouble, what's the situation?"
"My lord, it's not a disturbance. It's just that there is a crack in the ground here, and stinky water is bubbling out, almost killing the big guy." The man pointed to the location of the crack.
The magistrate approached suspiciously.
"It's too stinky!" He pinched his nose and said, "No wonder I feel a stinky smell all over my body from just now until now. It turns out that it's coming from the dormitory. What's in it?"
The man hesitated for a moment, looked at Chu Rong and then at Chu Xiucai, "Some say it's a sign of disaster, while others say it's just a broken drainage pipe."
The magistrate frowned, "Don't you know what's inside if you dig it out?"
"You can't do it." The scholar hurriedly stopped the official who was about to dig the ground, "This will anger the heavens. If the disaster really happens, no one can escape."
However, the magistrate doesn't like this, he doesn't believe in anything, he only believes in money and power, if it is said that the God of Wealth is buried underneath, he can consider not doing anything. But this talented scholar who appeared out of nowhere made him feel upset.
"I don't believe it, so dig it for me." The magistrate gave an order, and with a wave of his arm, he pushed the thin scholar aside.
The sewage smelled so bad that the officials digging the ground with tools blocked their noses.
As the soil on the ground was slowly dug away, the pipes inside became more and more clearly visible.
I saw a crack in a white pottery pipe, and small water jets kept coming out of it.
Now it's all clear.
"I'll just say, what is God's will or not, and gossip to confuse the crowd." The magistrate stroked his beard, and said the last few words especially emphatically, his sharp eyes searched for the figure of the scholar just now in the crowd.
It is conceivable that people have already run a long way.
"This kid, he runs really fast."
"Okay, let's all go away. I'll just find someone to fill this gap. There are so many things. Next time let me hear something that is not God's will, just blame it directly, there is no need to discuss it !"
The magistrate was especially upset when his peace was disturbed by these "broken things". He shook his sleeves and left after dealing with the matter.
Chu Rong also saw the scene where the pipeline was dug out just now. Although only a section was dug out, it is obvious that these pipes are very old. Although there is only one leak, there are many other faintly visible fine lines. This time it was blocked in one place, so next time, it will still have to be leaked.
In general, ceramic pipes are unlikely to have problems so quickly. Chu Rong had seen the sewer pipes of the Qin Dynasty in the museum before, and they were still intact after thousands of years, but this one was only in danger after a hundred years. Such an important thing can be done like this, no wonder the previous dynasty will be destroyed.
"Ma'am, my tone was not very good just now, please forgive me." The aunt who had never believed her just now came to apologize to her in a low voice with a face of shame.
Chu Rong was engrossed in thinking about things, and it took a long time to hear her apology, "It doesn't matter."
In fact, Chu Rong didn't take this matter to heart at all. What she is concerned about now is that if she doesn't propose to repair such a precarious pipeline, the waterlogging in Xinbei Prefecture will only become more and more serious, and the people's property will be lost by then. It is inevitable. But no matter how she sees it, the magistrate is not someone who will listen to her advice, maybe he will just drive her out as an arrogant person. (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com