Chapter Fifty-Eight: Revisiting the Old Place

Chapter Fifty-Eight: Revisiting the Old Place

Yu Qian has always been a little worried about Zhu Qizhen's idea of changing the law, but the things in front of him are about to change, which is due to the lack of coordination between the Chidao system and the original post station delivery system of Daming.

Yu Qian saved this thought, and insisted on paying every time he went to a post station. Although Yu Qian's treatment made him not have to pay a penny.

Although Yu Qian Zhishi.

But Zhu Qizhen's treatment of Yu Qian is not bad at all, first of all, the title, the Duke of An, although this Duke of the Kingdom is more of a false title, and there is not much land, but there should still be a lot of money. And there are the scattered officials of the Taishi, and the sum of the two is about a thousand stones every year.

According to today's rice prices, Yu Qian's annual income is about 400 taels of silver.

It doesn't seem like much, but compared to the Beijing camp soldiers, the annual salary is only about twelve taels, so I know that Yu Qian's salary is already a lot of money for ordinary people.

Most of Yu Qian's money was returned to the Hangzhou clan, and some of it was funded by the academy, and so on.

Yu Qian is not without money, but he is used to a simple life.

Yu Qian also returned to his hometown, so he was naturally qualified to use the post station, but when he saw the situation along the way, how could he bear to use these people's fat and people's ointment?

However, after arriving in Baoding, Yu Qian did not take the road, but went all the way along the Daqing River to the east, either to see anything else, or to see the triangle lake.

None of them.

The Three Lakes and Five Rivers Project is the deepest impression of Yu Qian's life, and it is also something that he has always been concerned about.

Not to mention, Yu Qian is old and frail, this time, he can probably only watch it in a dream. He can't look at all the projects, but the most important thing is the triangle, and he still has to take a look.

Now, it's the dry season.

There are large tidal flats in the middle of the river.

Only in the middle of the river, there is a line of water gurgling, showing the extreme thinness, in stark contrast to the strong embankment on both banks, as if it was useless.

But Yu Qian knows how fast the flood season of the Daqing River is in summer and autumn.

Yu Qian asked his old wife to take the servant to rest in the inn, he took Yu Kang, father and son, and walked along the embankment, Yu Qian stationed on crutches, and knocked hard from time to time to listen to the sound.

to judge the condition of the embankment?

Of course, this kind of judgment is actually very unreliable, and Yu Qian can rely on his own experience. If Yu Qian is still an official, he will naturally use various means to inspect here.

But now that he has done so, that's all he can do.

Walking and walking, I came to the triangular lake.

Although because of the weather, a large number of lotus flowers on the lake have withered, but there are still residual lotuses to form a variety of shapes.

It gives people a kind of depression, which contains vitality.

Yu Kang has followed Yu Qian in the northwest for many years, and he has never seen such a big lake, so he couldn't help but say: "Father, this lake was dug by you, is it really big?" ”

Yu Qian sighed and said, "Ten million taels of silver, there must be this lake, how can it be big?" ”

Yu Qian stood on crutches and walked towards a temple step by step.

Seeing the temple from afar, it seems that the incense is very vigorous, and the scale is not small, just on a dirt mountain next to the triangular lake. Looking at it from afar, there are several courtyards.

Yu Qian looked at it from a distance and said, "What a big change?" ”

This temple was built by Yu Qian.

After the triangle lake was repaired, the people spontaneously turned to Yu Qian's ancestral hall. Yu Qian was taken aback, and after trying his best to persuade him, he changed this ancestral hall into the Dragon King Temple.

And this mountain of dirt was piled up with soil dug out of the lake. It's just that at that time, this dragon king temple only had one room and a dragon king statue, and then there was a lame old army guarding it.

It's just that now there are several courtyards, which makes Yu Qian dare not recognize it for a while.

With the support of Yu Qian, Yu Kang climbed this low earth mountain.

Yu Qian followed the successive flow of people into the temple.

Yu Qian Hebei has been more than 20 years ago. For a generation, these people didn't know this old man.

Yu Qian suddenly saw a stone tablet with a poem engraved on it: "Believe in Feixiong? The changes are soaring in an instant, and the leisure absorbs the four seas and turns into a sweet rain to save the world. ”

Yu Qian's fingers moved slowly on the handwriting nicks, this is the poem he wrote for this Dragon King Temple. Years passed, and he seemed to have forgotten that he had written this poem.

"Your Excellency?" A trembling voice came from behind Yu Qian, Yu Qian turned around and saw a white-haired old man, who couldn't be recognized for a while?

Yu Qian said: "Are you?" ”

The white-haired old man said: "My lord doesn't know me, I am a local official, and when my lord built the Dragon King Temple, I still took the lead in carrying the beam." Why don't you say anything when the adults are here? I'm waiting to be greeted? ”

Yu Qian said: "Now that I have resigned and returned to my hometown, there is no need to alarm the place." ”

The white-haired old man said, "How can this be done, if people know that adults have come, but we have not entertained us, we have to be pinched back." ”

This white-haired old man seems to be very prestigious, and when he gave an order, naturally someone came, and for a while I don't know how many old men came, many of them were Yu Qian's old people.

Yu Qian was always light and simple in Hebei, coming and going in a hurry, talking directly with the people, without any taboos, so that he could have an in-depth understanding of the topography of Hebei. It is precisely because of this in-depth understanding that the river route can be planned.

In the end, this big project was completed.

Therefore among the people they knew Humility

There are quite a few people.

It's just that Yu Qian feels more familiar, and many people don't know him.

When the news came, the people of ten miles and eight towns came over, each took wine and meat, and set up a feast in the Dragon King Temple. For a while, Yu Qian couldn't drag himself out.

This is Yu Qian's prestige in Hebei, even if more than 20 years have passed. This prestige is still condensed, many future generations have never seen Yu Qian, but they have heard their fathers and ancestors speak, and now they all come to kowtow to Yu Qian, even if they can't stop it.

It can be seen that Yang Pu killed Yu Qian at the beginning and made Yu Qian unable to enter Beijing, perhaps there was a political calculation in it, but he was not wrong at all about Qian's prestige in Hebei.

Yu Qian couldn't, so he could only stay and eat and drink.

Yu Qian sighed with emotion: "This Dragon King Temple has changed too much? I don't even know each other anymore. ”

The white-haired old man said with a smile: "After the adults left, because of water conservancy, Hebei has water to irrigate the land and harvest every year, even if the wind and rain are not smooth. ”

"Every household has surplus grain, so I discussed it with a few nearby Zhuangzi leaders, and felt that this was a blessing from the Dragon King, so they each contributed to repair this temple, and it became what it is now. The turtle prime minister, as well as the dragon sons, and the dragon girls are all enshrined. ”

Yu Qian smiled lightly, only feeling a little funny.

But the common people are like this, and many temples are enshrined in a mess of shrines. Now the people feel that the dragon king has merit, and they can't wait to worship the dragon king and his family.

What Dragon Mother Palace, Dragon Son Palace, Dragon Maiden Palace, isn't it going to become a large number of buildings.

However, this temple was also repaired by Yu Qian, and it was reported to the local government, so it was not obscene. Although Yu Qian also felt that the reason didn't make sense, he didn't mean to say more?

"Speaking of which, it should be enshrined to adults." An old man next to him said.

As soon as this statement came out, there were actually many people who agreed.

Yu Qian frowned slightly, and before he could speak, the white-haired old man next to him hurriedly said, "What nonsense?" The living cannot be worshipped, otherwise it will be harmful to others. If you don't understand, don't talk nonsense. ”

This is the chaos that has been suppressed.

Yu Qian sighed in his heart, and secretly said in his heart: "You can't stay here for a long time." ”

Of course, he likes this simple atmosphere, but he also knows that if he stays here for a long time, he will give people a handle, Yu Qian has already retired, so he is naturally not afraid, but for these people, just a seven-grade petty official can rectify their life is worse than death.

Yu Qian drank with these villagers without mentioning it, and the next morning, before dawn, Yu Qian and Yu Kang left here, took a boat along the canal and went south, leaving this piece of land where he had struggled for several years and left countless memories.

It's just that he doesn't know it. After a hundred years, the land of Hebei is a Yu Gong Ancestral Hall, the largest of which is the Dragon King Temple, the statue of Yu Qian is on top, and the Dragon King is below. It's a spectacle.