Qianqing Palace.

Sure enough, he saw Pan Jitao's expression cold, and asked, "What is Da Sikong's wisdom?" ”

"Gao Ming can't talk about it, it's just not as extreme as you." Zhu Heng said lightly: "Zhao Butang and Weng Zhongcheng didn't say anything, they only restored the canal, not the river works, right?" ”

"The only way to restore the canal is to 'divert the south bank and build an embankment on the north bank', and the result is that the more the diversion is, the more the Huanghuai water system will be damaged, so that the upstream flood water cannot be discharged in time, and the embankment will continue to overflow!" Pan Jitao did not give an inch, just like three years ago.

"That's your tendon." Zhu Heng snorted and said: "Protecting the canal at the same time does not affect the opening of a new river!" ”

As he spoke, Zhu Butang took a deep look at Emperor Longqing, and brazenly announced his countermeasures: "Please open the Lu River and let the canal directly enter the Yellow River from Pizhou." You can avoid the Qingou and Turbid River in Xuzhou, as well as the danger of Xuhong and Luliang Erhong! Although it also takes several years of hard work, there is no need to stop transporting grain, and after the work is completed, there is no need to worry about the interruption of transport! ”

Long Qing's eyes straightened when he heard this, and he said in his heart, didn't he say that he was controlling the water and protecting the water? Why do you want to open a new river again?

He blurted out, "How much does this cost?" ”

"This ......" Zhu Heng said slightly: "It's expensive, but the long-term plan can be done once and for all." ”

"I ask you how much it costs?" Long Qing's brows furrowed, usually when the minister answered like this, it must be an unacceptable number.

"It's about two million taels of silver......," Zhu Heng replied in a low voice.

"Uh......" Emperor Longqing rolled his eyes, how much silver was there in my treasury? If I am so rich, as for the fact that I haven't gotten it together until now, is it a full set of golden vases and plums that are tired of winning porcelain?

"Zhu Butang, is this going to control the river? Which river are you governing?! Pan Jitao couldn't help but explode on the spot and said: "You want to open a new river and abandon the Yellow River!" ”

Zhu Heng was seen through his thoughts, his old face turned red, and he argued forcefully: "This official is in charge of the Ministry of Industry, and he should be in charge of the world, and he can't just take care of the Yellow River." ”

"The yellow flood area within a radius of thousands of miles, just leave it there? Millions of people have been displaced, and seeing that the imperial court has abandoned them, is it to riot the people?! Pan Jitao slammed his words fiercely. I have to admit that after staying in Kunshan for a year, his combat effectiveness has reached a new level.

Hearing this, he felt that Pan Pan was reasonable, so he pretended not to hear Zhu Heng's words, turned his head and asked Pan Jitao, "Pan Qingjia, what are you going to do?" ”

"Avoidance, in the humble opinion of the ministers, the only way to restore the old course of the Yellow River and make it no longer encroach on the Huai River is the only feasible strategy for river control." Pan Jitao replied loudly: "In this way, the Yellow River and the Huai River go their own way, the water flows smoothly, and the canal is naturally not disturbed by it, and the water is safe!" ”

"Humph! What do you do? It turns out to be a cliché! Zhu Heng sneered when he heard this, and sneered at each other: "The theory of restoring the old way is pure delusion. The Yellow River has been diverted for hundreds of years, so can it be restored by manpower? ”

"My husband told you three years ago. Hundreds of miles of silt river, dredging with manpower, is tantamount to a fool moving mountains! Moreover, if the excavated sediment is placed on both banks, it will inevitably cause a collapse! Zhu Butang said expressionlessly sarcastically Pan Jitao: "And in the river, there is silt under a foot, and you can pick and fall as you like, and there is nothing to do, and no number of people are enough for you to fill in." Pan Zhongcheng was speechless by the old man at that time, and he forgot it after three years! ”

"I didn't come up with a way to do it at the time, but now I do!" Pan Jitao said in a-for-tat voice: "Xiaguan found that the restoration of the old course of the Yellow River should not be based on artificial dredging, but should adopt the correct method of 'building high embankments, raising the water level, and increasing the water flow'!" ”

When the monarchs and ministers heard this, their expressions were shocked, and they all listened attentively to Pan Jitao's amazing move after three years of silence.

"In the past, the biggest problem of the Yellow River was the accumulation of sediment and the inability to dredge it manually, resulting in the riverbed filling up and the river overflowing everywhere! So why can't we, in turn, take advantage of the Yellow River's powerful ability to carry sediment to dredge the river and wash away the sediment? The more Pan Jitao spoke, the more excited he became, and excitedly told the monarchs and ministers in the Golden Palace about the new method he had come up with:

"As long as we confine the main stream of the Yellow River to the river trough and let it be single-minded, so that over time, the riverbed can be deepened, and the water of the Yellow River can be stabilized and no longer overflow everywhere!"

After speaking, he held his head high and declared in a loud voice: "This official calls this method the 'Binding Water and Sand Method'!" ”

However, the monarchs and ministers in the main hall looked at each other one by one.

Long Qing wanted to praise him twice, but he didn't know how to say it. There's no way, Pan Pan is too professional, Hum can't understand.

"What does Zhu Butang think of this method?" Li Shoufu, who had been silent, finally asked.

"Whimsical, stupid!" Zhu Heng actually didn't understand it very well, but his physiological disgust with Pan Jitao made him instinctively oppose it.

"A bucket of water in the Yellow River has seven liters of mud, and using this mud soup to wash away the silt is like drinking brine to quench your thirst, and using an oil pot to fight a fire, just think about it and know that it will only be counterproductive."

"The ministry is right." Weng Dali rarely stood aside with Zhu Heng and echoed: "The Yellow River has been plagued for thousands of years, if such a simple method can solve the Yellow River, but the ancestors have never been able to find it, could it be that they have been waiting for Pan Zhongcheng to descend from heaven to save the suffering and make meritorious contributions?" ”

......The ministers in the palace are all specially trained, and they generally don't laugh unless they can't help it.

Hearing those sneers, Pan Ji was so angry that he almost didn't lose his breath.

He looked at Zhu Heng and Weng Dali with a flushed face, and shouted as if he was about to eat people: "How do you know if you haven't tried it!" ”

"Have you tried?" Zhu Heng asked coldly.

"Uh......" Pan Jitao suddenly lost his arrogance, and said in a low voice: "I have witnessed it in the Yellow River, and I have also done experiments in the south of the Yangtze River. ”

"Did you try it on the Yellow River, I asked?" Zhu Heng asked.

"There's no chance yet." Pan Jitao shook his head dejectedly.

"Waste of time." Zhu Heng snorted contemptuously, disdainful of arguing with him.

"That sounds like a pretty good idea." Long Qing was extremely sympathetic, and couldn't bear Pan Jitao's embarrassment, so he asked with a smile: "How much do you want here?" If it's not too much, you can try it first. ”

"Back to Your Majesty." Pan Jitao said helplessly: "You can try it, but you have to build a high embankment dam, and then take advantage of the flood season to pick up the embankment, so that you can see the magic of the water and sand......"

Before he finished speaking, there was a bang, and the Qianqing Palace exploded.

"Your Majesty, please punish this thief who speaks falsely and brings disaster to the country!"

Several Kedao officials jumped up and opened fire on Pan Jitao. "It's too late to repair the embankment, he actually wants to break the embankment, and it is in the flood season! Is this going to drown the Ming Dynasty?! ”

"It's so unbelievable! Confused! Chen Yiqin, Ma Sen and others also shook their heads. What happened to Daming's recent officialdom? Why are there some crazy people who are old?

Such crazy remarks are really not something that a normal official should say, let alone the former prime minister of Zhengsanpin.

"......" Long Qing was also a little unhappy in his heart. Secretly, I helped you out of the siege, but you took me for fun.

So under the attack of everyone, Pan Zhongcheng, who rushed from the starry night in the south of the Yangtze River to offer advice, was full of enthusiasm. He retreated with a disgraced expression.

But let him stir things up, and the ministers didn't have the energy to quarrel anymore.

In the end, the result of the discussion was that, in accordance with the proposal of the Caoyun Yamen, we should seize the time to block the breach, dredge the silt, and restore the water supply of the canal as soon as possible, thus relieving the urgent need first.

At the same time, Zhu Heng, the secretary of the Ministry of Industry, together with Zhao Kongzhao, the governor of Caoyun, and Weng Dali, the prime minister of the river, rushed to the lower reaches of the Huanghuai River to conduct an actual survey to see whether the next step was to open the river or dredge the estuary.

"Retreat from the ......"

In the congratulations of the ministers, Teng Xiang helped the exhausted Emperor Longqing and went back to Dongnuan Pavilion.

Li Chunfang also took the ministers and walked out of the Qianqing Palace.

Pan Jitao fell at the back of the line, no one spoke to him, and no one waited for him.

Although he served for twenty-seven months, he was also regained by the imperial court, but this time, whether it was to control the river or survey the river, there was no task for him.

This is nothing less than a serious humiliation, and in the eyes of others, it is his unlucky rhythm, of course, no one wants to make do with him.

When he was about to leave the Qianqing Gate, Pan Jitao glanced back at the splendid Qianqing Palace, and his face suddenly became a little cold.

He couldn't help laughing at himself, the old man was so fragile that he was so aggrieved that he shed tears.

I looked at the sky and realized, oh, it was raining.

Looking at the lead-clouded sky, thousands of rains are falling. Pan Jitao sighed, this year, whether it is north or south, it is destined to be a flood year, otherwise he would not have to risk being accused of greedy fame, and he would be recalled.

Isn't it just to seize the time and make the Yellow River less harmful?

It's ridiculous that he hurried back in a hurry, but he had to step aside.

Hey, after all, it was a mistake.

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The rain is getting heavier and heavier.

When Pan Jitao came out of the palace in the rain, he saw his son holding an umbrella and looking at the gate of Donghua.

Seeing that his father was soaked, Pan Dafu hurriedly caught up with him and helped Lao Pan to get into the carriage parked outside the palace gate.

As soon as Pan Jitao got into the car, he found that there was still a person sitting inside.

Zhao Gongzi, who was dressed in brocade clothes and wearing a scarf, was holding a copy of "University Yanyi Supplement", and was waiting for him against the wall of the carriage.

"You're here to see the chicken?" Pan Jitao vented his anger on Zhao Hao.

"I haven't seen Zhongchengduo's embarrassed appearance?" Zhao Hao laughed, took out a dry cotton towel from under his buttocks, handed it to him, and said, "It's hot." ”

"Are you relieved to see me like this?" Pan Jitao snorted, took the cotton towel to wipe his face, took off his soaked official hat, threw it into the carriage casually, and continued to wipe his head: "It's okay now, you don't have to share the cement production capacity of your Jiangnan Group, and you don't have to worry about the canal being restored." The old man will go back to Suzhou after two days of rest and continue to work for you. ”

"Really, so good?" Zhao Hao took out a small sandalwood box from his arms, opened it and handed it to Lao Pan.

"That's pretty much it." Lao Pan's expression was a little gloomy, and he picked up a small white stone from the box, and said a little unhappily: "Why are you fooling me with limestone again?" It's not tasty. ”

ps. The second update, strive to write another more. That's how I can rest tomorrow.