"If I can help the adults manage the Tianzhu River and save the Dali Luochuan from the suffering of floods, how should the adults thank me?"

As we spoke, Qin Chong and Sha Mihan drove the horses through our left side like a whirlwind.

"Uncle Su! Young Lord! We're one step ahead! ”

Qin Chong greeted him with a black longbow held high on his horse, and soon disappeared into the sea of wheat in front of him.

"I would like to give up the position of chief and jointly manage the Daliluo River with my husband!"

The priest replied solemnly, as if it were not a lie.

"But sir, let the rivers be diverted and the mountains and rivers displaced, our Brahma gods don't have such mana, can you Orientals do it?"

Priest Anandu chuckled again, revealing a look of disdain on his face.

Then he took out the sachet in his arms and sniffed deeply into his nose twice, which was very similar to Uncle Su's usual demeanor when tasting wine on the way.

Such a refreshing thing must be what Miss Tian Lu said about forgetting worries!

I really wanted to ask for the sachet in the priest's hand to see what was going on, but such a childish act should not have been done by me, the leader of the caravan, so I had to endure it.

"Since the Holy Emperor of Dayu in the Han Kingdom of the East, there have been many capable ministers of water control in all dynasties, and they have also left a lot of water control scriptures, just like the "Vedas" of your religion. Acting according to the scriptures may help your land to relieve the worries of the floods of this thousand years. ”

Uncle Su was afraid that I would consider myself the messenger of the God of Ten Thousand Mountains again, so he hurriedly interjected.

"If the flood can be cured, I implore the priest to be kind to Miss Tianlu and the old Kushan people who sent the sacrifice! Other than that, I can't ask for more! ”

I also smiled and finally said what I was thinking, and I suddenly felt a sense of relief.

"Priest, we are all mortals, and we don't have the power to move mountains and seas! If you want to control the water, you still need to rely on the authority of the adults, and lend 1,000 young people for the dispatch of the young master of my family. The required food and grass must also be raised by adults, so that it can be done! ”

After all, Uncle Su is an old man, and he acts without leakage, and he gives out all our requirements.

"As long as you can subdue the Flood Demon, everything else is negotiable. After I have consulted with the gods in the evening sacrifice, I will give you a clear answer. ”

It seems that the annual flood of the Dali Luo River has become a heart disease of this sacrificial adult, and he will want to get rid of it as soon as possible.

"Alright, then I'll wait for good news from you! We are just passing merchants, we don't have any selfish desires in this matter, and it is a public heart to control the water and save people, and what we do is also in line with the teachings of your religion. ”

The noise of the men and horses in front of them was faintly heard, and the elephant team of the priest was almost at the river.

"Mr. Messenger, you better hurry up and come up with a strategy to control the water! The god of the mountains is about to be angry! ”

With that, the priest suddenly straightened up, folded his hands and closed his eyes, and began to read the Brahmanical scriptures as if possessed by a god.

Duo'er was frightened and stared at the priest in horror. I thought he had a sudden serious illness but didn't know how to help.

A lot of words had already reached my lips, and I didn't have time to spray out, so I could only stop there.

Only Uncle Su shrugged his shoulders smugly, as if nothing had happened.

"Young master, Miss Doer, there are too many gods and goddesses in their Brahmin sect, and there are mountain gods and water gods in the mountains. We are about to reach the beachhead of the Long River, and this Anandu priest is talking to the god of water! Hehe! ”

Uncle Su chuckled and said, Duo'er and I just understood.

Isn't this just a settlement! The "Meditation Technique" I Practiced

You can also enter the illusion of freedom.

However, the Brahmanical sect was settled too quickly, and it was still talking here, and it passed in a blink of an eye.

The sound of the surging waves came, and the priest opened his eyes as if he had woken up.

The soldiers behind had already dismounted from the back of the elephant and lined up on the river bank to wait for the priest to send him.

The elephant-riding groom shook the reins, and the beast we stepped on fell to its knees in obedience, and the soft ladder beside the car was ready.

A young servant came up and lifted up the priest Anandus.

After making a courtesy invitation to us, he first bowed out of the car and climbed down the soft ladder.

Uncle Su followed closely and walked the soft ladder.

After all, Duo'er and I are young and have a lot of fun.

Less than a foot high, I climbed the soft ladder, it was really not too troublesome, so I jumped out one after the other and returned to the ground steadily.

All the horses of my caravan had disembarked, more than an hour ahead of schedule.

The camping tent has been set up, and the guys are orderly dividing the work of putting the horses and burying the pot, hunting and procuring, and preparing for the next evening barbecue dinner.

The priest boarded the wooden raft of the old hundred heads with great interest, and played many back and forth on the Tianzhu River before he happily went ashore.

After the ritual at the temple in the evening, the priest of Anandus sent a few monks and soldiers to deliver the edicts of the gods overnight.

The general meaning is that if my magic to control the river is feasible, the priests are willing to accept the will of the great god Brahma and help us with all their might.

The Brahmin priest's remark of pretending to be a god is exactly the same as my and Uncle Su's speculation.

Miss Tian Lu told us on the way that over the years, the floods on the Daliluo River and the "female sacrifice" method of the priests have caused the old people of Kushan to suffer, and many of them have gone to other places to find another way to make a living.

If the world here has not changed, in a few years, the entire Tuoli tribe will be almost gone.

Nor did the priest of Anandu want his diocese to become a barren land full of barren and empty houses.

We, the Oriental merchants, are willing to help him control the waters, and if he succeeds, it will be beneficial to the priests, and if he fails, there will be no harm, so why not do it!

With the promise of the priest of Anandus, the matter of water control was officially put on the agenda.

The caravan still has to go south to the country of Jiandra Buddha to trade, and it can't be delayed here for too long.

Early the next morning, Duo'er, Qin Chong, Sha Mihan, and Guo Helmet and I packed up our dry food and prepared to go on the road to investigate.

All the troubles are caused by my good thoughts, the old and young brothers of the caravan, and Miss Tian Lu, I must give them a satisfactory explanation.

Mai Tianlu's father and brother volunteered to show us the way, and the water conservancy survey was very smooth.

In the middle of the day, we reached the top of Mt. Vannado, which is also the highest peak on the Daliro River.

The layout of the river network under the mountain is in full view, and the Tianzhu River from the green ridge ice field in the north is blocked by the Vanado mountain and divides into two branches.

The main trunk of the river bends to the west, and a portion of the river continues southward into the slightly higher Toli Valley.

After many years of flooding, it took the Baili Pingchuan --- Daliluo River surrounded by mountains to form today.

"Young master, it's over! The long river under this mountain is too wide, how to manage it! You have to have a spell to move mountains! ”

Looking at the two big rivers with wide waves on the river, Liu Zhen'er was first discouraged.

"That's not easy! Build a stone dam at the mouth of the Toli River! Drive all the water of the river to the west! ”

Qin Chong was unimpressed, and proposed to control the water

The first strategy is to rule by barricade.

"We had more than a hundred slaves working on the small Flying Fish Reef for more than a year to finish! Quarrying and damming the long river to stop it, hahaha! At least a hundred years! Looks like I've spent all my life here! ”

The pot helmet laughed, and my whole body shuddered when I remembered the tragic past on the Flying Fish Reef.

"Young master, it is definitely not appropriate to build a dam to hold back the water! Not to mention how much manpower is consumed, the dry season on the Daliluo River depends on the water of this big river! Without a water source, how can this flooded wheat grow? ”

Shamihan pointed to the sea of wheat below the mountain and cried out loudly, and in just two days all the wheat on the banks of the great river had turned golden.

The harvest season of the old people of Kushan has arrived, just half a month before the rainy season comes.

I heard Miss Tian Lu say that the dry season and rainy season in Northern Tianzhu are more than five months each, which is not as distinct as the four seasons of the Eastern Han Land and our country in Khotan.

Throughout the long dry season, there is hardly a drop of rain.

As the old man said, without the water of the great river, this Daliluo River would have become a scorched earth now, and it would not have grown a full belly of wheat millet.

"If you don't build a stone dam to stop the water, what better way will there be? Young master, let's slip away! Leave the Toli Valley tonight, and don't care what the dry season and rainy season are! Rescue that Tianzhu woman and hit the road with us! ”

Seeing that his opinion was not accepted, Qin Chong raised his leg and leaned against a boulder, drew his precious Persian long knife and shook it twice against the dazzling sun, and then plunged it back into the scabbard.

"That's a good idea! I'm in favor with both hands! Haha, I don't care about our business, so why bother asking for it! ”

Listening to Qin Chong's words, the pot helmet immediately echoed.

"Brothers, Taishi Gong has a saying: It is better to get a hundred catties of gold, than to get Ji Bu Yinuo! Since then, there has been the saying "a promise of a thousand gold". We and other businessmen should walk the rivers and lakes to learn from the season, and we must not go back on our word! ”

Although I know that Qin Chong and them are all talking, I also have to put on the posture of a leader.

"A promise! Hahaha! The young master is wise! ”

Qin Chong's mind turned the fastest, and when he saw me in such a tone, he immediately changed his tone and praised, which made me very useful.

"Young master, who is Ji Bu?"

Liu Zhen'er was still unsure of what was going on, and asked in a daze.

"Jibu is your uncle, hahaha!"

Shamihan rarely frolicked, and this time he also teased the pot helmet.

Of course, he is a native of Rouran, and he will definitely not know who this Ji Hou who shines in history is.

"Hahaha! My uncle? One sentence is worth 10,000 taels of gold, then I, Liu Zhen'er, can be regarded as the queen of a wealthy family! ”

The pot helmet went down the slope and got off the donkey, and suddenly made his own life experience a thousand times too high.

"Ji Bu is a native of Chu at the end of Qin, a fierce general under Xiang Yu, the overlord of Western Chu in the past. When he was a young man, he was known to eliminate violence, peace, help the needy, and put faith and righteousness first in his life, so he was widely praised by the world in the Eastern Tuhan land. ”

is worried about water control, but these guys are nagging around endlessly, which is very annoying.

But they are all brothers in distress who have been born and died together, and it is not easy to scold them at will, so they have to patiently explain to them the origin of this "promise of a thousand gold".

Since going up the mountain, Duo'er Xiaomei, who talks the most on weekdays, has never said a word.

Quietly holding the white silk, tracing her Tianzhu business map, or staring at the long river under the mountain in a daze.

Perhaps the good strategies of the sages of the past dynasties in the Han Book were spinning in her mind?

And I also have a general strategy, that is: divide the water and rule.