The little pond in the middle of Wang Family Village had grown larger.
An endless stream of River Water spread over from the mountain pass and poured into the pond, which had been no more than three zhang wide. The pond grew ever larger, and as the water level rose, the current flowing over the pass gradually became gentler.
Zhang Wan and Mother Zhang stood in the courtyard, anxiously watching the ever-expanding lake.
"Things have been getting stranger and stranger these days. A perfectly good mountain collapsed. Who knows whether this water will flood the village?" Mother Zhang looked at the slowly growing lake, her heart heavy with worry.
"It... should be fine... right?"
Many villagers had already begun busily moving house. They led their cattle and sheep up the mountain, carried tables and stools uphill as well, and everything was a complete mess. Fortunately, the place Bai Yujun had chosen stood on higher ground, so there was no need to worry about flooding.
Zhang Wan looked toward the Osmanthus Tree, where Bai Yujun was shaving bamboo beneath its branches.
"Miss Bai, will this water flood the village?"
"No."
After saying that, she raised her head and looked toward the village, seeming to remember something.
"The Wang landlord's main hall will flood."
"..."
Bai Yujun understood water and terrain exceptionally well. With a single glance, she could tell how far the water would reach and how large an area it would cover. The Wang family estate had occupied the finest geomantic ground in Wang Family Village. Before its gates had been the little pond from before it grew, with mountains behind and water before it. Such a treasured plot could not have been traded even for ten mu of land.
But now, the Wang family's four brothers were nearly in