From Gukou to Pinyang, following the vast flow of people, Yinggao and his party walked for three days, and the long journey of three whole days was more embarrassing than the other.

The only one who is better than Meng Tian is Yinggao, after all, Meng Tian is a military general, and Yinggao has just experienced the baptism of the First World War in Mobei.

After all, the environment above Mobei is not as cruel as the Central Plains, so much so that Yinggao has been trained.

At this moment, among a group of people, one child's winning is much better than others.

The rest are all civil officials, even if they have exercised, but their physical strength cannot be compared with military generals, plus the wind and dust all the way, everyone looks miserable.

It's like a group of desolate people, fleeing in a hurry, dusty, dust condensed on their faces, very unbearable.

Even the King of Qin is the same!

King Qin, who was white and heroic before, has become black and thin now, and his hair is messy, like a refugee in a hurry, and the nobility and imperial spirit on his body are gone.

His face was dusty and embarrassed.

However, fortunately, they finally traveled more than 100 miles from the gourd mouth to the top of the Pin Mountain three days later, and the stone carvings of the Weishui Light Barracks were in front of them.

On the vast and endless slopes, pine forests rise, like ancient mountain gods, guarding the order of this world. Behind the hillside, thirty-six carved stones.

Thirty-six carved stones, like thirty-six gods, towering and invincible, stepped from the ancient wilderness and came to the world, just to protect the martyrs behind them.

Behind the thirty-six carved stones, there are eight hundred and seventy-nine new earthen tombs of the dead of light soldiers.

One by one, behind the hillside, there are lonely graves.

In front of the thirty-six carved stones, there was a long line of Chinese people, their faces were sad, beyond words, according to a specific posture, three steps and one breath.

"Brother! Come home with me—"

After the call, they dispersed, grinded their palms with stone stubble, waited until blood flowed out, and then pressed the carved stone, and then left without looking back.

In a short period of time, this time it had to be staged countless times, and the scene was shocking, and the blood on the thirty-six carved stones was mottled and had been dyed blood.

This scene shocked Yinggao and others.

At the same time, everyone on the hillside also sensed the arrival of Qin Wangzheng, and in an instant, the entire hillside was quiet, as if the pause button had been pressed.

The picture was paused for a while, and they all looked at Ying Zheng, at this moment, Ying Zheng suddenly bowed deeply to thousands of people, and then walked towards the carved stone without saying a word.

The long sword cut through the palm, and the blood stained red one by one Thirty-six carved stones, thirty-six carved stones, the blood flowed, and a blood-red carved stone was thrilling in the summer sun.

The king's blood stains the monument!

At this moment, on the hillside, the eyes of the vast and endless Chinese people moistened again.

"Ten thousand years of Great Qin, ten thousand years of kings......"

The endless trumpet swept away, and the momentum shook the sky, at this moment, the hearts of the monarchs and the people were the same.

……

At this moment, Ying Gao suddenly raised his sword: "Tie Ying ordered: blood-stained stone carving, bring the soul home!" ”

"No."

……

When Yinggao and others were dyed with blood and carved stones one by one, Yingzheng suddenly raised his head to the sky and shouted: "Jingshui Ruishi, Pinshan is a god!" Guard my canal and enrich my Daqin! ”

"Jingshui Ruishi, Pinshan is a god! Guard my canal and enrich my Daqin! ”

"Jingshui Ruishi, Pinshan is a god! Guard my canal and enrich my Daqin! ”

"Jingshui Ruishi, Pinshan is a god! Guard my canal and enrich my Daqin! ”

……

Thousands of people cheered, and the huge sound stirred the four fields, and the sound was taotao, and the whole Pinshan seemed to tremble among these tens of millions of people.

The occurrence of this scene brought tears to Yinggao's eyes.

This is an era full of miracles, the old Qin people have just built a simple and simple mind, just to enrich the country and strengthen the people, just to survive.

And after 600 years of struggle, the old Qin people formed a strong concept of family and country, and the outbreak at this moment was like this.

……

"Father, it's time for us to go!"

Glancing at Ying Zheng, Ying Gao persuaded: "Now that the people have returned to their hometowns, it is time for the river canal order and the river canal to prepare for the water diversion ceremony." ”

"Hmm!"

nodded, Ying Zheng's eyes were like torches: "Li Si, Zheng Guo, how are the preparations for the water diversion ceremony?" ”

……

Hearing this, Zheng Guo and Li Si glanced at each other, and then Zheng Guo was impassioned and said, "Your Majesty, the water diversion ceremony has almost been prepared. ”

"The specific date is set before the summer planting, and the water diversion ceremony can be held in five days!"

This date is calculated by the Yin and Yang family, it belongs to the auspicious day, and this day is close to the summer seed, for Daqin, there is only good and no harm.

"This is very good, after the water diversion ceremony, the Jing water rushes in, and it can irrigate the Qinchuan River for eight hundred miles, just to keep up with the cultivation!"

Ying Zheng is also very satisfied with this day, after all, if he misses the summer planting, he will miss countless grains, and countless people will go hungry.

The thought flickered in his heart, and Ying Zheng: "The preparations for the water diversion ceremony must keep up, and then Shi Gu will personally participate——! ”

"No."

Standing behind him, Yinggao could feel Yingzheng's excitement and pride, such a huge project that was the only one in the ages, enough to compare with Li Bing's Dujiangyan.

Even more so!

Once the water diversion project is diverted, it will surely bless all generations, and the entire 800-mile Qinchuan will become fertile land and a natural granary from now on.

This is similar to the fact that after Dujiangyan in that year, Shu County became the granary of Daqin.

Today's Great Qin not only has Bashu, but also Qinchuan, which makes Yingzheng's confidence continue to increase.

As the saying goes, if you have food in your hands, you don't panic in your heart.

As long as the granary of Daqin is sufficient, whether it is a famine year or a bumper harvest, Daqin Ruishi can be dispatched at any time to sweep the Eight Desolations** and achieve the feat of being the only one.

……

"Gao, in your opinion, will this diversion project be passed on?" Now in the lonely shogunate, looking at the thousands of rivers and mountains, Yingzheng suddenly sighed and said.

"Of course!"

Yinggao's eyes were hot: "There are hundreds of thousands of people, or even millions, such miracles will naturally be passed on to future generations!" ”

"Your Majesty, the canal has been completed, and please name it after the king, it has been recorded in the history of the country and passed on to future generations!" Seeing Yinggao say this, Li Si hurriedly saw the stitches and said.

"Trunk canal naming?"

Ying Zheng walked around the shogunate, and he had a lot of thoughts, but the moment Ying Zheng was about to blurt out, his eyes saw Zheng Guo's old face, and his heart was shocked.

He knew that although Zheng Guo was a hydraulic engineer, he was only a little older than Li Si, but Zheng Guo at this moment seemed to be a generation older than Li Si.

As soon as he thought of this, Ying Zheng already knew that Zheng Guo almost paid for his life for this canal, and the corners of his mouth moved, and he said.

"It's named Zheng Guoqu!"

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