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How tall is one person, the picture scroll slowly unfolds?

In the study of the county government office, the weak Gu Yuan was sitting on a chair holding a handkerchief and coughing. The two disciples of the ancient family opened up the masterpiece of many twists and turns. The moment the Yeyi county magistrate Shen Zhu and the master's entourage saw the picture clearly, they all took a step back!

"Dragon... it's really a dragon... so vicious!"

The less timid master slumped down in embarrassment, his face pale.

Even if Shen Zhu is not as embarrassed as Master, it is not much better, but Long Feilong has the fierce power of a real dragon, which is terrifying.

Ink dyes black paper, black clouds and black waves and winds are like the end of God's punishment. There is a white dragon roaming the world. It is fierce and arrogant, and it ignores all living beings. It is an unheard of feeling. Appearance, looks more mighty.

"Brother Gu is a real magician, how do you draw the charm of a real dragon? Did you see it with your own eyes?"

It was a casual compliment of polite words, but Gu Yuan coughed and nodded without thinking.

"Cough cough... That's right, when Gu was critically ill, he was too imaginary. He went to a land of storms and floods instead of fairyland. Ahem, he was more ferocious than Kunli Ershui. I was fortunate to witness a real dragon."

Shen Zhu suddenly became interested.

"Oh? Could it be the white dragon in the painting?"

"Exactly, Shen County Magistrate should not underestimate it, seeing it with your own eyes is more dangerous than seeing a painting."

"Thank you, Brother Gu, and please rest assured, Brother Gu, this painting will be returned when Shen Mou quells the disaster of the Kunli Ershui. The real dragon picture cannot be obtained by those who are unlucky, otherwise there will be disasters."

Shen Zhu doesn't care about seeing the real dragon with his own eyes. Thousands of legends about dragons in the world are all fictional. There is no need to be afraid of things that don't exist. He attributes the charm of the real dragon to the artist's superb skills. Dragon appears.

Gu Yuan nodded when he heard the words.

"That's the reason. This painting is both fierce and auspicious. Ahem, let me tell you something from the bottom of my heart. Gu had the heart to tear it up when he finished the painting, but he couldn't bear to make it with his heart and soul, alas..."

"Brother Gu, go back to rest, the kindness Shen Mou wrote down, take care of yourself."

"Cough cough... The Yeyi flood disaster has been handed over to the county magistrate, and I will leave."

The two Gu family disciples helped Gu Yuan to go out.

Shen Zhu sent the painter Gu Yuan away, and when he returned to the study again, he couldn't help but stammered.

Hanging the picture of the real dragon, the entire county government is afraid that there will be no more evil spirits.

Better than the door god.

Take a deep breath and start the flood control work...

...

Bamboo Spring Temple.

The newly built small temple rang again.

A giant bell in the pavilion made a loud noise. The old Huixian put on his new monk's clothes and smiled. Behind him, the small stone stepped back a few steps, bowed his head and slammed it forward, his round and bright head hit the bell, and his forehead hit the bell. Not even a mark was left.

Zhuquan Temple is still very small.

The newly built gates and walls are not as rich as the courtyards of rich people, with three or five houses, the bluestone steps are smooth and round, and the green grass sprouts grow on the walls.

The snake demon boy was lying on the roof with bamboo leaves in his mouth, and he was very comfortable lying on the ridge of the new temple.

After hitting the clock, the small stone went to the back mountain to fetch water. It is rumored that one monk fetched water to eat, two monks carried water to eat, and three monks had no water to eat. This situation did not occur in Zhuquan Temple.

The wells in the back mangosteen have been gushing for thousands of years, and the flow has never ceased in the drought.

Suddenly, Little Stone's little short legs fluttered and ran.

"Master, Master~ People come down from the mountain~"

Old Huixian smiled lightly.

"Don't be in a hurry, don't panic, it's a good thing to have pilgrims coming, remember to clean up and prepare spring water for pilgrims to quench their thirst, don't neglect."

Huixian made tea calmly, and since the reconstruction of Zhuquan Temple, he finally had time to drink tea seriously.

"Hundreds of people!"

"Cough~! What? How many... a hundred people? Goodness, goodness, hurry up and work!"

The Zhuquan Temple, which has been quiet for many years, finally has incense. Although the broken temple is small, there is a real Buddha. The world loves the gorgeous gold clothes and forgets that it was true.

...

Ye Yi.

Shen Zhu made on-the-spot observations and inquired about the local elders. After several calculations, he slowly determined the plan. He worked hard and worked hard to eat and live with the villagers. His style different from the previous officials won the trust of the villagers.

In fact, what the villagers need is a sincere official.

As long as you do things with sincerity, even if there are occasional mistakes, you will not take it to heart. To put it bluntly, you need a backbone who sincerely wants to do things. It doesn’t matter if you fail once, we have another time. One day, we will successfully manage the flood for the benefit of future generations.

Shen Zhu often sits in his study to work.

Whenever I feel slack in my heart, I immediately wake up when I see the real dragon map, and constantly encourage and motivate.

Some visitors were amazed when they saw the picture of the real dragon, and found that there was a flaw in the picture of the real dragon. If it was completed, it would add to the charm of the real dragon.

"Brother Shen, the ancients said that clouds follow the dragon. Although this painting has the ferocity of the dragon, it is rarely peaceful. It must be because there is no cloud in the painting."

Shen county magistrate laughed.

"No or no, I hang the real dragon picture to control the water and divert water, and I don't want it to fly away in the clouds and mist, dig out the canal to bring out the dragon, the dragon out of the water, and the water to clear."

Shen Zhu led the people of Yeyi to build two major water conservancy projects, flood discharge on the east slope, and water storage on the west **** to irrigate countless farmlands, gradually calming the flood.

The people of Yeyi thanked Shen Zhu for his kindness and honored Shen Zhu as Duke Ye.

Maybe someone saw the picture of a real dragon in the study~lightnovelpub.net~ Somehow, it suddenly spread that Duke Ye likes everything related to dragons, dragons are painted on the utensils, dragons are carved on the beams and pillars of the house, and the name of the drink has the word dragon in it. of tea, read books about dragons every day, and dragons are everywhere in life.

Shen Zhu smiled slightly and didn't care after knowing it.

But I don't want the fact that Duke Ye's love for dragons will spread more and more widely, and even the people of Yeyi believe it to be true.

One day, when Shen Zhu was inspecting the river bank, he found that the water flow was abnormal...

Immortal Heaven.

The mortal affairs could not be hidden from the heaven, and the matter about Ye Gong reached Bai Yu's ears, and a certain Bai suddenly felt that it was very absurd. Could it be that he met the legendary Ye Gong good dragon?

Just when Bai Yu forgot about this matter, the mortal world was tossing again.

Officials never lack opponents.

Some people can't get used to Shen Zhu's serious and deliberate targeting. The best way to deal with an official is to ruin his reputation with rumors. His reputation is bad, no matter how strong his ability is, he will not be reused. care about reputation.

Rumors resurfaced.

Lord Ye liked dragons, hooked them to write dragons, chiseled them to write dragons, and carved inscriptions in the house to write dragons.

So Tianlong heard it and went down, peeping his head in the scorpion, and putting his tail in the hall. When Ye Gong saw it, he abandoned it and went back, losing his soul, and the five colors have no owner.

Rumors say that Zhenlong deliberately went down to Ye Gong's house after learning about it. The dragon's head looked out from the window, and even the dragon's tail had been stretched into the hall. However, when Ye Gong saw that the real dragon was frightened, he turned around and ran away.

From this, Duke Ye doesn't really like dragons.

Bai Yu, who was in Yaochi Xiumu, didn't know whether to laugh or cry. There are currently five dragons known in the world, and four of them are actually imprisoned in the name of the world. Only he can wander around, but he can't remember when he has been to the mortal world.

"Speaking of which, why don't... go and see if it will scare that Duke Ye to death?"