In this era, the Yellow River was irritable, rising and falling at any time, and there were floods all year round.

The people who control the river divide the flood season into nine sections. 'Lingjie Shui' in the first month, 'Peach Blossom Water' in February and March, 'Maihuang Water' in April, 'Melon Manshui' in May, 'Alum Stone Water' in June, 'Seedling Water' in July and August, 'Denggao Water' in September, 'Fuchu Water' in October, and 'Lingshui' in November and December.

It is April now, and the ridges and wheat in the East China Plain are beautiful, and the mangs are changing color, so the flood situation during this period is called 'wheat yellow water'. The wheat water mainly comes from the precipitation in the middle and upper reaches of the Yellow River, and this spring's rain is much more than in previous years, and the wheat water is naturally much more ferocious than in previous years.

The torrential rain covered the rain all night, and finally it became smaller at dawn, but the angry waves of the Yellow River became louder and louder.

It is the water from thousands of tributaries upstream, and the flood peak formed in the Yellow River - the 'wheat yellow water' of the third year of Longqing is here!

A yellow dragon let out a frenzied roar, writhing in the riverbank with its teeth and claws. The water is already level with the embankment, and the situation is very critical!

In the terrifying turbulent sound, hundreds of people in Linhe Prefecture and County, as well as the soldiers of the guard, were mobilized by the river yamen and the state capital and county government. Carrying bags of sandbags, they trotted up the embankment two or three feet high, struggling to raise the embankment.

In this case, the three giants of water control can no longer care about infighting. Zhu Heng, the secretary of the Ministry of Industry, Weng Dali, the prime minister of the river, and Pan Jitao, who followed with a dead face, divided the 600-mile river into three sections. Pan Ji tamed Pei County, Zhu Heng commanded Xuzhou in the center, and Weng Dali went to Suqian to command.

In terms of the difficulty of flood fighting, it is naturally the highest in Pei County, where the embankment burst two months ago. The newly repaired river embankment is not yet solid, and pipe surges and breaches continue to appear, and dangerous situations are frequent, all relying on the large number of people to fill up.

In order to defend their homes, the people fought hard, carrying sandbags and jumping into the pipes! A wall of people was built at the breach to block the fierce waves, so that the people behind could buy time to get the sandbags!

From time to time, people are swept away by floods, but people can no longer care about rescue, let alone grief, they have to save all their strength, race against time to fight the flood and rescue.

Fortunately, Pan Jitao has rich experience in flood fighting, he calmly commanded 50,000 people, used manpower with the highest efficiency, and used various simple and effective means to fight against the flood peak.

But there was a burst of sadness in his heart. These people who guarded the river embankment with their lives would not know that no matter how desperate they worked, their fate would not be in their own hands......

At the previous flood control meeting, everyone unanimously agreed that if the downstream could not bear it, they would light a beacon fire and send a signal to the upstream.

When he saw the wolf smoke, he would open the cofferdam that had just been repaired here, let the Yellow River pour out from the location of the last breach, and use Weishan Lake to store the floodwater, so that the overall loss would be minimal.

Of course, the prefectures, counties, villages and towns on both sides of Weishan Lake will inevitably be flooded again......

It's not because it's too offended here, how could Zhu Heng and Weng Dali let him, an idle person, take the lead?

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In Xuzhou, the soldiers and civilians along the river are also fighting to the death with Huanglong.

Although Zhu Heng is conservative and stubborn, he has the capital to be proud. He has been working in river engineering for many years, and he has commanded many flood fights and rescues, and he has a lot of experience.

In addition, Xuzhou is the city of Zhili Prefecture, and the river embankment is stronger than the upstream and downstream, and under the command of Zhu Butang, there is always no danger.

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At dusk the next day.

After a desperate struggle for a day and a night, the water level in Pei County finally stabilized, which means that the flood peak has finally passed!

Huang Long was unwilling to rush downstream and went to plague Xuzhou......

And the battered embankment is still there!

The 50,000 soldiers and civilians who were tired and wanted to die cheered unpassionately to celebrate that they had finally saved their homeland!

Pan Jitao also breathed a long sigh of relief, because the wolf smoke downstream had never risen. At this time, when the flood peak has passed, it is no longer meaningful to open a weir to discharge the flood.

He finally didn't have to do it, and let the people on both sides of Weishan Lake scold him for hundreds of years of lack of morality.

"It seems that the downstream is safe." Pan Jitao happily replied to Pan Dafu.

"We haven't had an accident in this most dangerous place, and there will definitely be no trouble downstream." Pan Dafu looked at his father's sunken eyes and looked tired, and couldn't help but persuade: "Father, you haven't closed your eyes for two days and two nights, go back and rest." ”

"Well, if you keep an eye on this night, you will be completely relieved." Pan Jitao nodded, but he didn't dare to be careless.

He and the soldiers and civilians fighting the flood continued to raise and strengthen the embankment, until the next morning, when the river was completely calm, and he instructed the magistrate of Pei County, who had given him a hand, to let everyone go down the embankment.

With the support of his son, Pan Jitao also came to the temporary residence under the embankment, and after a simple wash and meal, he finally went to bed.

He was indeed tired, and he began to snore as soon as he touched the pillow.

He hadn't slept long before he was awakened by the sound of chaotic footsteps.

"Zhongcheng, the big thing is not good, the embankment has collapsed!" A man from the river yamen rushed in, his face full of panic.

"What? Where did the levee break? Pan Ji jumped up, bent down to lift his boots, and said in a deep voice: "Talk while walking!" ”

"Zhongcheng, it's not us." Na Langzhong didn't move, and gasped: "It's the Suqian River section that bursts the embankment." ”

"Oh?" Pan Jitao stopped his movements, sat on the edge of the bed, straightened his waist, and asked strangely, "Why didn't you see wolf smoke?" ”

"I don't know." Na Langzhong had just received the news, so he came to report it. "I only heard that not only did it flood Suqian, Sihong and other counties, but it also overturned more than 800 boats. Not to mention the loss of 100,000 stone grains, a lot of Cao Ding was drowned. ”

"Caochuan?" Pan Jitao was stunned, he was six hundred miles away, and he was an idle person, and he didn't know Governor Zhao's divine operation. "Aren't the boats all in Huai'an? Even the city was flooded? ”

"That's not true, because the Caodu Yamen was anxious to restore the Cao Yun, and when the Cao boat sailed to Suqian, it was encountering the Yellow River's embankment." Lieutenant Lang told Pan Jitao about the report he saw: "As a result, this catastrophe has been caused!" ”

"It's really a sin made by heaven, it's forgivable, it's a sin that you can't live!" Pan Jitao let out a long sigh, not knowing what to say.

The ferocious water rushes down from the high embankment, not yet into the lower canal like a waterfall? Not to mention the flat-bottomed boats, even the sharp-bottomed boats can't carry it!

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After a hard work, the Yellow River could not stop the embankment from bursting, and the morale of the river officials was extremely low.

But their attitude towards Pan Jitao has changed fundamentally, asking for instructions and reporting everywhere, being respectful, and no longer treating him as an idle person.

First, Pan Jitao has won their respect with practical actions.

Second, it is also the most critical. Fighting the flood is like defending the city, Weng Dali lost his city, and it was the second time. What's even more ridiculous is that he could have lit a beacon fire and let the upstream flood discharge to protect his own section of the river, but he couldn't even make such a simple decision, even if someone in the court protected him, he didn't have the face to continue to do it.

And the candidate to replace Weng Dali, the eight achievements are Pan Jitao.

But Pan Jitao didn't have the joy of being about to settle the seat, he couldn't wait to find out, what happened that day, and made Weng Dali lose his mind?

Seeing that there was nothing to do on the embankment, he handed over the command to the famous Lang Zhong and rode his horse downstream to check what was going on. Anyway, he is a supernumerary, and he has not left his post without permission.

When I arrived in Xuzhou the next day, I asked Zhu Butang to go south to Suqian to inspect the disaster.

He continued to race his horse, and three days later, he arrived in Suqian.

didn't care about entering the city and settling down, Pan Jitao went directly to the embankment.

Standing on the crumbling embankment, he looked at the nearly 100-zhang wide breach on the east bank, and the boiling water of the Yellow River was still pouring down, turning everything in front of him into yellow mud soup.

You can imagine how intense the flood was at that time.

He took the telescope from his son and looked ten miles away.

In front of me, where are the canals? I could only see black dots, each of which was a capsized boat......

"Now Zhao Kongzhao, I finally don't have to have any illusions." Pan Jitao smiled mockingly.

After two consecutive breaches, I am afraid that the channel of the canal will not be found. In a few years, don't count on Cao Yun at all.

He didn't say a word, he just muttered silently in his heart, could it be that the kid surnamed Zhao is the illegitimate son of God, how can he do whatever he wants, God will help him?

At this time, Zhu Heng's personal soldiers came to invite him, and it turned out that Zhu Butang was also nearby.

Pan Jitao followed to see Zhu Heng, and also saw Weng Dali who was like a mourner.

As soon as they met, he couldn't help but ask loudly: "Weng Rushen, what kind of fame are you doing?!" Why not light a beacon?! ”

Weng Dali's face was pale, his eyes were red, and the scarlet official robe on his body had turned yellow, and those who didn't know thought he was going to ascend the throne.

"Yin Chuan Gong, don't you want to be me? But Zhao Kongzhao's son of a dog won't let him! He replied with a crying voice: "This is his territory, he said no, what can I do?!" ”

"Zhao Kongzhao?" Pan Jitao was stunned.

"Yin Chuan, you may not know yet." Zhu Heng sighed, and said with a rare gentleness: "We, the governor of Caoyun, let the rumors of shipping stir up the heart, as soon as the canal comes to water, we can't wait to organize the Cao boat to go north......"

"At that time, if the embankment of Pei County was re-excavated, the river would come out, and the canal would naturally dry up again. His 2,000 boats were bound to be ruined in the river. He can't afford it. ”

Zhu Heng glanced at Weng Dali with some hatred and said: "So, Zhao Kongzhao only blindly forced him to seize the embankment, and he was not allowed to light the beacon fire when dangers arose. It was dark again, and there was a pipe gushing that no one saw, and it turned out to be a bang, and that's it, alas......"

Zhu Heng sighed, this time the embankment burst, although he, the secretary of the Ministry of Works, has no responsibility. But Lao Zhu is still worried about the country and the people in his heart, seeing that the situation has been artificially made like this, how can he not get angry in his heart?

"Alas......" Pan Jitao also sighed with him, at this time, it was pointless to accuse Weng Dali of not taking responsibility. Helping him get rid of the pot is the right thing to do.

"That's right, Inkawa." Zhu Heng suddenly remembered something, and said to him apologetically: "That method of attacking sand with a beam of water seems to really work." ”

ps. The third is to ask for a monthly pass! It's not going to be tonight.