Chapter 212: Sincerity

Jin Fu and Feng Zhiren were both taken aback, and when they looked back, in the light and candle shadows, a thin black man was wearing a soap robe and standing with a smile on his face. Chen Tianyi, who has heard of the famous name for a long time, is so unattractive, how can he be trusted? Feng Zhiren blinked treacherously and said with a smile: "Oh...... Zunjia turned out to be the younger brother of Mr. Xinyi, and he has been admired for a long time! After Ling cousin Ming Cui Gong was promoted from Gaoyao County, it has been three years in the blink of an eye, where is he working now? ”

Chen Huang couldn't help but be stunned when he heard this, and then laughed heartily and said, "Sir, you are checking my resume!" Chen Xinyi is a native of Shaoxing, far from the Qiantang Chen family. Brother Chen Boren, the word is in the middle. As for the Ming Cui Gong you are talking about, I don't know who it is! Jin Fu blushed when he saw Feng Zhiren's embarrassment, and hurriedly covered it up: "This is Brother Zhiren's mistake." Mr. Tianyi, I can't hide it, I am Jin Fu, who entered Beijing to lead the training, and will be appointed as the governor of the river. I want to ask Mr. about the art of governing the river - it is really a blessing to be so fateful, please move to the post house to talk about it? Chen Huang didn't care about smiling at Feng Zhiren, and the three of them went back to Linhaoguan Station.

Chen Huang returned to Huangliang from Henan for three days, but he didn't dare to go to Cong Mound, because he knew that Ah Xiu lived in Han's house. When you go in to meet, how do you deal with this princess who doesn't know etiquette? He deeply regretted that he was in a hurry to leave the manuscript of "The Narrative of River Defense" at Han's house. If you don't get it back, it will be more than ten years of hard work and hard work, and you can't give it up. After hesitating, Chen Huang stayed in the inn for the time being, trying to slowly try to get out the manuscript. Tonight, because I came to visit the club, I happened to meet Jin Fu.

A cup of tea, a plate of dim sum. In the main hall of the Linhaoguan Station, Jin Fu and Chen Huang sat a few times apart, and Feng Zhiren accompanied each other. Jin Fu didn't say hello, and asked as soon as he opened his mouth: "Today, Zi Shengming, the first government affairs are to govern the river. Mr. has learned through the past and the present, I don't know how to teach me? ”

Chen Huang was very excited, sucking tea, and looked radiant between his pitches: "Lord Zhongcheng, since you ask the next question, Chen Huang dares to tell him bluntly?" The Yellow River is the source of all kinds of harm in today's river transportation, and it is necessary to start from the Yellow River to control the water transportation, which is a clichΓ©, but it is also a wise saying. The Yellow River has been known as the river of distress since ancient times, from Qinghai Guide, flows through the Gansu-Shaanxi Loess Plateau, torrents down, and the sand in a bucket is the sixth. After entering Kaifeng, the terrain is gentle, the water flow is slow, and the river is sandy and silted. Eastern Henan, northern Anhui, southern Shandong, and northern Jiangsu became the places where it raged. Since the Song Dynasty Xining years after the southward movement of the river, the Huanghuai confluence, the confluence of the Qingjiang River, together with the flow of people to the canal, so that the canal sediment deposits, the dam collapsed, blocking the grain road. The reason for such evil results, although there is a natural reason, is actually due to the incompetence and lack of water quality of officials who have always governed the river. ”

"Huh?" Jin Fu nodded while listening, and said with a smile, "I would like to hear it in detail." ”

"I heard that Zhongcheng is going to move the River Governor's Mansion from Jining to Qingjiang, and I foolishly think that the knowledge of adults is higher than that of Jackie Chan." Chen Huang coughed lightly and said, "Although Yu Chenglong has the ambition to govern the river, he has no skill to govern the river. Since the first year of Kangxi, the Yellow River has broken every year, Huaishui and Gaoliangjian have broken in 37 places, Gaojiayan has broken in seven places, the Yellow Water has broken through the high four times, rushed through Qianjiagang, irrigated people into the quagmire, and divided into Hongze Lake, but no longer returned to the sea, and flowed across Suqian, Shuyang, Haizhou, Andong and Xiahe seven prefectures, and the canal was tightly blocked. Yu Gong used Dayu to control the water for thousands of years, clearing sand and draining silt, spending tens of millions of people's power, but the flood season came to naught. It shows that he is not good at academics, is not thoughtful, and cannot see the root cause of the disease. ”

Chen Huang said that it was indeed the root of the disease, Jin Fu couldn't help but feel a sense of bosom friend in his heart, and even an old official like Feng Zhiren who governed the river felt refreshing after listening to Chen Huang's analysis. But Jin Fu's difficulties are also here, and he sighed and said: "Yu Gong also has his difficulties. If we slowly manage from the roots, it will be difficult to conform to the holy will in the present. Zhili just has nothing to do, and he has to transport four million stone grains every year, not to mention-" He suddenly thought that Kangxi's training of the water army in Baiyangdian and Weishan Lake was still top secret, so he stopped and said, "Cao Yun can't work!" "You should treat Huang while curing Cao!" Chen Huang said coldly, "Yu Gong only blindly opened the river channel, and the sediment in the Yellow River was artificially cleared?" If it is cleared and silted, silted and cleared, it will not be cured for 10,000 years! The emperor took away his river governor, and he was really a god. ”

Seeing Chen Yan's fierce words, Feng Zhiren glanced at Jin Fu uneasily, leaned over and asked, "What do you think?" ”

"Four words," Chen Huang waved his hand and said, "Bundle the embankment and rush the sand!" ”

Bundle the embankment and rush the sand! Jin Fu's eyes jumped, he stood up, rubbed his braids with his back hand, paced two steps, and suddenly turned around and said, "Please speak, speak well!" "Build embankments to contain water, and wash the sand with water." Chen Huang leaned back and said, "This is not my own creation, the former Ming Pan Jitao has already written a treatise." The river embankment is strengthened and heightened, and the river channel is clamped, the water potential must be enhanced, and the flow rate is accelerated, not only the new sand will not settle, but the old sand can also carry the sea of people. The riverbed must be deeper and deeper, and the river must be lower and lower, so there will be no danger of bursting the embankment......" said and couldn't help but smile, "If you don't need such a clever river management technique, you can learn from King Yu four thousand years ago, isn't that a fate for a fish?" ”

"Brother Tianyi," Feng Zhiren was thrilled when he heard this, leaning over and saying, "Your lofty remarks really have the effect of enlightenment. But Lord Jin is an envoy, and the difficulties in it are hard to describe......"

"Why not...... Jin Fu patted his head and said to himself sentimentally, "The river is in serious trouble right now." The yellow water is poured back, the Huanghuai confluence goes eastward, and Huaiyang has become a ...... of Zeguo" said and sat down dejectedly, no longer speaking. Feng Zhiren said with a wry smile: "The two rivers and rivers are pragmatic and difficult to do, the river governor has changed one term after another, whether it is a clean official or a corrupt official, the boat capsized here, the heart of the person who heard it was cold, and the person who saw it was cold!" ”

Chen Huang smiled when he heard this, sat back on the chair, stilted his legs, took a sip of tea, pressed the cup and said, "Originally, we met and chatted. Chen Moujie is a little small, and he talks about it on paper. Jin Zhong Chengquan didn't hear anything. After that, he got up and left, "It's late at night, Chen Huang says goodbye!" ”

"Mr. Tianyi!" Jin Fu hurriedly shouted, "Please stay!" Chen Huang turned around, and the three of them looked at each other under the shadow of the lamp, and they couldn't help but change their expressions, and no one spoke for a while. Shifting the time, Jin Fufang said: "The sacred heart of governing the river and the water has been decided. We talked deeply before we talked about these difficulties. I said bluntly: I am afraid that the mistake of water control will make a mistake in controlling the water, and the country will harm the people, and I will live up to the emperor's trust! ”

"I'm afraid that I will miss the future of Zhongcheng's fame and my life, right?" Chen Huang smiled and said, "The river affairs are difficult, the tasks are heavy, and it is difficult to return, how can you not be afraid?" But Chen Huang knows the situation of Zhongcheng in Anhui to govern the river, if he can do things so solidly, there is nothing to do in the world - I will talk to you openly tonight, just because I have the vision to choose you! -- Wrong energy-saving tools, the river has been ungoverned for a long time, and someone must rise up to bear it. The only one who can take on this huge responsibility, why should he look ahead and be afraid of imitation? ”

Jin Fu's eyes flashed with tears, and he grabbed it in two steps, grabbed Chen Huang's shoulder and asked, "Mr. Chen, this is really a confidant word!" I have read your books, I have read your books to see them, and I have seen them now...... Can you help me? Chen Huang felt a fever in his heart, and said in a trembling voice: "Huang is a grass mustard and a cold man, and he has the ambition to make meritorious contributions, but there is no reason to enter the body." If a confidant dies, he is willing to follow his father to the shore of the river for the rest of his life! Feng Zhiren, who was next to him, heard Chen Huang say that "if you have the ambition to make meritorious contributions, you have no reason to enter", and when he thought of his family being famous for half his life, he couldn't help but cry.

At the moment, three like-minded people with different identities discussed carefully, and you and I discussed in detail what Kangxi should play. Before you know it, it's even worse. Chen Huang wanted to go back to the lower place to rest, but the doorman of the post house came in, held up a package, and said with a smile: "Master Chen, the Han family sent someone to send this, saying that it was your thing......"

"What about others?" Chen Huang was taken aback and asked.

"Drop the things and go," the doorman said with a smile, "He said that he would ask Chen Ye to open the package and take a look." ”

Chen Huang opened the package suspiciously, on it was his manuscript, and on the bottom was a piece of Xue Tao's poem paper folded, when he opened it, there were no words, only a lock of green silk black hair tied with red thread, and a stick of silk yarn made of forgetfulness flowers. This night, Chen Huang was so confused after thinking about it that he didn't get along.

The Erudite Hongconfucianism was held at the same time as the Changke of that year, which caused a sensation in Beijing. This liberal arts discipline was opened once in the nineteenth year of Tang Kaiyuan, and it was opened again after Song Gaozong crossed to the south, which has been more than 500 years ago, and the original name was called "Erudite Hongci", and Kangxi changed a word, and changed the name of "Hongci" to "Hongru". Those who come to take the exam, whether they are successful or not, have the identity of "Hongru", and such an identity is very glorious. Since the summer and autumn of the seventeenth year of Kangxi, the filial piety of the bus will test the water boat and land car in an endless stream, gathering in Beijing, all kinds of sedan horses, cars and boats fill the streets, and the temples and halls outside Beijing and the tea shops have become the places where the literati stay and meet friends. The most prominent is still the doctoral masters who are recommended for the examination from all over the world. These people came by water, and they took the ships of the feudal officials; Coming by land, it is an eight-person official sedan chair, and the sedan chair drivers who carry the sedan chair in shifts are all riding high-headed horses, hugging and beating the road in front of them - the apricot yellow tiger head card of "taking the test by order" and "quiet avoidance" is inserted in front of them - and they do not live in the store when they enter Beijing, and they live separately in the homes of high-ranking officials and nobles.

The people who participated in the Beifu were much more humble than these scholars.