Liu Xiaopang patted his ass and left, but the craftsmen stayed.

The river flooding the tunnels is not the end. It is necessary to wait for the tunnels to be lined up, and the deep pits that go straight down are also filled.

Deep pits absorb water very well.

As the craftsman said, the soil at the bottom of the stream is soft.

A day later, the tunnel through the stream began to fill with water. Another day passed, and the tunnels were filled with water.

Early in the morning of the third day. The middle door of Liu Xiaopang's house, which was full of door nails, was slammed hard.

"Less owners, less owners! Trapped! Trapped! The ground has fallen! It was the voice of the old craftsman.

Liu Bei, who was sleeping in a daze, jumped up.

hastily washed and dressed, and ran out of the door with Gongsun one after another.

The water in the clear stream is rising!

Meddlesome!

When the two of them rushed to the mouth of Qingxi, they saw the straight figure of the old patriarch standing.

There was also a group of stunned, stunned craftsmen.

Liu Bei saluted the old patriarch quickly, leaned over to take a look, and sure enough. The cofferdam that blocked the stream and gradually submerged into the water from both banks is completely gone!

The tunnels have collapsed, and the boulders have fallen!

The collapse of the tunnel, perhaps understandable. Why did the boulders collapse with them?

In other words, the tunnel is still more than ten feet away from the boulder!

The son is silent, and the strange force is confused.

But all this is ......

There was a loud bang, followed by a splash of water.

Before the water splashes to the ground, the cofferdam collapses and the stream flows down!

Could it be - Trap Magic?!

Could it be that the Shaodong family will have eight doors and Dunjia, and can drive away the gods of Liuding and Liujia?!

Liu Bei, who got carried away, suddenly became alert.

And the sword that stood side by side with him suddenly became murderous.

There are many people. These craftsmen can't stay!

"Ahem!" The old patriarch suddenly coughed lightly and walked slowly to the center of the crowd. I don't know what to say to the craftsmen, so that the Gongsun clan can restrain the killing intent.

"Don't do it again." The old patriarch bent down and told Liu Xiaopang with a smile.

"Liu Bei knows." The little fat man saluted respectfully.

The wood is beautiful in the forest, and the wind will destroy it. If the pile is higher than the shore, the current will be turbulent.

This latter sentence is appropriate for the occasion.

After another day, the stream slowed down.

A valley at the bend of the river is exposed.

This river bay valley, enlarged, isn't it the Yellow River around the "several" bends, the water and grass are abundant and beautiful, known as "the Yellow River is harmful, only one set of rich" Hetao area!

Of course, Qingxi does not have the grandeur of the Yellow River. It's just a stream with no name. In the Hebei Plain, which is full of lakes, adjacent to Julu Daze, it is even less famous.

Wait for the water to be stable, go down and try, the water is only knee-long.

Build a dam with stones, enclose the land!

The old patriarch gave an order, and the clansmen brought their own tools and came to help.

The craftsmen who had been told by the old patriarch to settle here to avoid the scourge of death also began to show their talents in architecture.

First, along the edge of the river bay valley and the main channel, build a wall with gravel. Then it was cultivated with thin mud to build a low retaining dam. Then he ordered people to scoop up the stagnant water in the valley, and after the sun was exposed, it was fertile land!

Whole grains, what to plant, according to the place.

"Huainanzi Topographical Training" has a saying: "Fenshui turbidity is suitable for hemp, Jishui and wheat are suitable for water, river water is suitable for Shu, Luoshui is light and profitable, Weishui is suitable for millet, and river water is suitable for rice." "Youyun: wheat in the east, rice in the south, millet in the west, soybean in the north, and grass in the center.

According to this taxonomy, there is generally no mistake.

It stands to reason that it is most appropriate to isolate the stream, dry the land, and plant wheat. But Liu Xiaopang decided to plant rice.

In the Han Dynasty where Liu Xiaopang lived, the cultivation of rice was gradually expanding to the north. According to the literature, rice is widely cultivated in the southern region, and rice is also widely cultivated in the east of the Hexi Corridor, south of the Hetao, and north of Yanshan in the northern region.

That night, the backyard toilet.

The female assassin with sleeves, leggings, and night clothes seemed to be smiling, and Liu Xiaopang was furious for a while.

"Trapping magic?"

"Where did the gods come from?" Chubby pouted and smiled.

"What's the reason?" The female assassin asked.

"When the hole is dug and the water is irrigated, the soil layer is as soft as a cake, and the riverbed collapses under heavy pressure. Naturally, the boulder will sink along. Liu Xiaopang smiled and unveiled the mystery.

Ground subsidence: It is a geological phenomenon caused by nature or man-made, the surface rock and soil body collapse downward, and form a collapse pit (hole) on the ground. Surface rocks and soils are caused by natural and man-made factors, such as earthquake shaking, precipitation infiltration into the ground, self-weight pressure, underground erosion and hollowing, tunnel drainage or water inrush, karst groundwater extraction, reservoir livestock water diversion, mine goaf subsidence, etc.

The asphalt road that was good in later generations suddenly collapsed into a huge deep pit, engulfing vehicles and pedestrians. Most of this is the reason.

"Really?" It doesn't matter if the female assassin believes it or not, understands it or not. She just wanted an answer.

"The drawings are here, why not give it a try?" Liu Xiaopang presented the drawings of the construction of the tunnel with both hands.

Liu Bei gave the answer, and the purpose of her trip was achieved. As for the dissatisfaction of the person who sent her to inquire after she returned, it was not for her to consider.

"Those craftsmen, it's better to ......" the female assassin made a downward slashing motion as she swung her ring-headed sword.

"No, you don't." Liu Xiaopang told her the news that the craftsman was about to move his family to Lousang Village.

"That's fine." The female assassin knew that a Han clan with the ultimate goal of reinstatement would definitely be tight-lipped as a bottle. As for those craftsmen, they are not tight-mouthed, and they have their own family rules and family laws to deal with them. In this era, don't underestimate the power of a clan.

Liu Bei recruited three hundred villagers. Do you think he's alone?

Think about Cao Cao and Chen Liu's troops, and send an edict to ask Dong, who are the people who came to vote!

As mentioned earlier, the terrain of Zhuo County is high in the west and low in the east, and the ups and downs are not large. Therefore, this area of the river bay valley flooded by the stream is quite extensive.

Roughly measured, about more than 100 acres.

The land of the Han Dynasty was 240 square steps for one mu (465 square meters). The yield per mu is about three stones.

Considering that there is only one crop a year, the yield is indeed not high.

However, being able to have 100 acres of fertile land is enough for Liu Bei's mother and son.

Hundreds of acres of fertile land, Liu Bei's mother and son are obviously unable to cultivate.

As a result, hiring some people became a priority.

After asking the old patriarch, Fang Zhi said that at this time, he could only plant late rice.

Those who mature in October are called late rice (October of the lunar calendar). Generally, it is sown after planting and harvested before the beginning of winter. Therefore, the descendants have "the field of yellow pile of late rice, and the fence is green and sees the winter blue." ".

At this time, there was no precedent for planting rice in Zhuo County. The famous 'Zhuozhou Gongmi' began in the Northern and Southern Dynasties.

No matter.

It is not only a specialty of Zhuo County, but it came out in the early years, and it is not bad, eight or nine is not far from ten.

The time is just right, and the steps of planting rice are also slightly clear.

The problem is, there are no seedlings to plant in the Northland!

How good is that!

Watch the days slip away day by day. Liu Xiaopang, who rushed into the toilet with a concern on his mind, immediately collided with the female assassin.

"As depicted in the picture, the method has been tried. Maybe. "The map of the ground trap that Liu Bei handed over to the female assassin must have been used for verification. As a result, half and half, some can be done, and some can't. That's why the female assassin said maybe it would.

"The topography, the water and the soil are all different. There is no absolute certainty of success or failure. Liu Bei pointed to the sky: "It is up to people to plan things, and it is up to heaven to make things happen." ”

"What a 'plan is in people, success is in heaven'!" This really went to the heart of the female assassin.

"What you need, you will be delivered in the near future. I'm going on a long trip, take care. "Female Assassin, is this a farewell?

"Take care." Before the words fell, the fragrant wind was gone.

As soon as I got out of the toilet, I saw a person standing in front of the corner door with a lamp.

Isn't it Gongsun Lanyan!

Perhaps, the whereabouts of the female assassin, the sword is in control. The reason why the lantern only appeared today is probably related to the female assassin's long journey.

As for why he noticed it, it was not something that Liu Bei could guess.

"Is there something wrong?" Gongsun asked softly.

"Nothing." Liu Xiaopang grinned: "Sleep, sleep." ”