Chapter 390: The Canal
The princess's trip was not too far, mainly in Shandong and southern Hebei. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info
In these two areas, there is a big problem, that is, the Grand Canal, the north part of the Yellow River. One of them, the North Canal, has been renamed the North Canal, and it is said that the Ministry of Maritime Affairs wrote a report requesting that it be renamed the Sea Canal.
After the original Caoyun Yamen had a major incident, his shoulders were narrow, he castrated himself and gave up the north. The north end of the canal was changed from Beijing to Dongping Lake in Shandong. The Caoyun Yamen also moved south accordingly, and the Governor's Yamen moved out of Jining, Shandong Province and went to Yangzhou.
For hundreds of years, the banks of the canal have flourished and civilized, forming a cultural identity that is almost completely different from that of the local area, and also concentrating most of the local essence.
Although the people of the Caoyun Yamen were absorbed by the Railway Bureau, the business of all kinds of people attached to the canal was greatly affected.
Officials from both sides of the canal want to do something for their hometowns, Caoyun Yamen has been withdrawn for so long, the canal is still being debated, and the Shandong and Hebei yamen are also trying to maintain, and the agriculture is dredging, which is also related to the strong militarization characteristics of the rail bureau, the local yamen cannot intervene, and the layout direction is not consistent with local aspirations.
Wu Zai was also a son of Linqing who grew up on the bank of the canal, and that Hanlin was his student, and he made his own decisions and wanted to influence the princess's decision.
This is actually a big taboo.
In the middle of the night, when the emperor and the holy prince father and son received the report, they were furious.
In fact, the imperial court has already made a conclusion on this matter, and it will be maintained for the time being to prevent siltation, and we will talk about it later. Among them, Duan Houcheng played a great role, he said that the canal is of great significance for the army to fight and isolate the battlefield.
This passage has no beginning or end, but it persuaded the emperor and the holy prince that when Wu Xiang tried to advance further, he only added a disaster year, and when there was chaos, he would use work for relief and be strong and strong.
Therefore, Qin Yue, who served as the record, did not dare to speak for his old colleagues, and Tu also knelt outside for a long time.
The emperor would certainly not rebuke him severely, but it would be better to teach him a lesson.
At this moment, Liao Hua was sweating like rain, busy breaking wood and preparing materials. In the past, he did it, and it was all directly with the board. Now I have to break the wood with two carpenters and pull the big saw, which is very tiring, and I can't let anyone else do it.
Shandong is not as good as Liaodong, the price of timber is expensive, and when the board is ready, the rest of the fine work is not so tiring.
The mountain was quarried with stones, and the village chief had already sent someone to pull them to the cemetery, where the carving would be made, and now the coffin work would have to be done first.
The annoying thing is that the kid Xingshan Shi, he doesn't work on the side, and he adds to the chaos, and the carpenter who works with Liao Hua is annoyed and fights with him.
Liao Hua had no choice but to stop, put Xingshan Ten first, gag his mouth, and then work.
Taijiu immediately jumped down from the goose's back, picked up a branch, sang and danced, and went at him.
The big white goose fell into the well, caught the immobile Xingshan Shi, and hated to twist a few bites.
The tears of the little torture were all down.
Liao Hua and a few carpenters were really tired, so they went home and slept first before they rescued him.
When he returned home, the house was lively as if it were a theater, and Ma Jiu and his daughter-in-law Xiaofang came.
Xiao Fang and Zhang vigorously sang a small part of the local opera, and the village chief nodded again and again, tomorrow after lunch, the drummer and Xiao Fang will have to work.
Ma Jiu also had to listen to the village chief's discussion with the bereaved steward and arrange how to prepare the tofu soup.
More money has more money, more money has a dry way, less money has less money.