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"Elder Zhang, how do you look at this thing?"

Yang Feng stroked a machine that looked a little steampunk, and asked Zhang Pengxi beside him.

"Your Majesty, the minister will wait and see."

Lao Zhang said with a smile.

He is one of the few old ministers of Kang Mazi who is still an official, and he was also made a marquis, and now he is the head of the Ministry of Water Resources and the head of the Yellow River, and his main responsibility is to govern the Yellow River, and his general administration is located in Xuzhou, water conservancy experts This thing is not Yang Feng from the modern era to get a bunch of theoretical knowledge can be born, this must have incomparably rich practical experience, the governance of the Yellow River Lao Zhang is still an incomparable authority in this regard.

In fact, it is exactly what it is.

He has not had a single danger in the Yellow River during the years he has been in Xuzhou, which can be said to be commendable.

"Then let's get moving!"

Yang Feng waved his hand and said.

A worker on the thing in front of him immediately pulled the whistle, and with the sharp sound of steam, the high-temperature steam from the small oil-fired boiler propelled the steam engine, which drove the steel driving wheel through the gearbox to rotate slowly, and then crawled forward with the friction of the steel, and the whole machine rumbled like a mechanical monster.

Well, this is a bulldozer.

Steam-powered bulldozer.

Well, that's not surprising, Caterpillar started by making this thing.

This is Yang Feng specially developed for the construction of the Suez Canal, although it is not the same as modern bulldozers, but in this era it can already be called an artifact, the steel track turns, the huge machine with a black metal glow rumbles, the front bulldozer shovel is flattened, directly into a pile of sand, as the whistle sounded again, this behemoth hugged several tons of sand and easily pushed aside, and then retreated and pushed a pile again.

"Your Majesty, as you said, science makes people infinitely closer to God, and if this thing is popular, moving mountains is only a matter of time and quantity."

Watching the bulldozer's performance, Zhang Pengxi said with some emotion.

"Infinitely close, but never becoming!"

Yang Feng said lightly.

"But that's all mortals want."

Lao Zhang said.

"Yes!"

Yang Feng said.

"Then Your Majesty, do you have a way to solve the problem of the Yellow River in a mortal way? What Lao Chen can do is nothing more than to bundle the water and wash the sand, constantly increase and strengthen the river embankment, so that the river water can not be harmed, but the sediment accumulation is still inevitable, the bottom of the river is getting higher and higher, and the river embankment is also getting higher and higher, and then the Yellow River has become a hanging river hanging overhead, and once the embankment bursts, the harm is particularly violent. ”

Lao Zhang said.

"There's no way to solve this."

Yang Feng told him very directly.

This is indeed unsolvable, unless he moves all the people on the Loess Plateau, and then restores the wild state there and continues to grow grass and trees to reduce sediment, otherwise this problem can really be said to be unsolvable, but there are millions of people there, who have lived there for generations, even if he is the god emperor, he can't force people to leave, not to mention that he is still engaged in the development of the western region, and is encouraging the people to go to the northwest!

Fortunately, in the original history, the next diversion of the Yellow River would be nearly 140 years away, and he did not need to worry about what would happen in so many years.

Besides, even if he removes, it won't be useless.

The result of population growth will inevitably fill it up again, unless......

Learn wicker edges?

Yang Feng suddenly found that he also had a very good idea, of course, compulsory immigration will definitely not work, but it can be fooled.

In fact, the sediment of the Yellow River mainly comes from the Loess Plateau, in fact, it is the section from the estuary to Yumen, roughly speaking, it flows through the northern section of Shaanxi, and the largest sand transport channel is the Wuding River that flows through Yulin and other places. If he hadn't started to promote potato cultivation on a large scale, the people there might have to live the same life as when Li Zicheng was there, and because there was no way out for farming, and the sheep couldn't fight the grassland, the number of ordinary people going to the mainland to work more and more in recent years has increased.

In that case, it's simple.

It's entirely possible to find a religious excuse, such as building a shrine yourself......

That's right, it's called Fengjingu.

Then make up some illusory things, for example, the northern Shaanxi area is more special, and the aura is abundant, well, this reason is indeed a bit ruined, and the barren and windy land is rich in aura, which is a bit exaggerated, but fortunately, he is the only god in the world, so whatever he says is completely correct. I said that there is abundant aura, there is the favorite of the gods, and the gods will occasionally come to the world, but the gods in other places do not like it very much, so they will build a special shrine in northern Shaanxi, in order for His Majesty the Emperor to entertain friends from the fairyland.

Of course, it can also be rumored through the grapevine that it is actually to suppress the demonic spirit there.

After all, there is Li Zicheng there.

And Emperor Yang, as the successor of the Ming Dynasty, is naturally worried about another Li Zicheng, building a Fengshen Palace there, and suppressing the demonic spirit of that place with the immortal energy of the gods, this reason is very reasonable, at least for the common people, this reason is even more sufficient than the Fengshen Palace.

And since it's a shrine.

Since it is a place dedicated to entertaining immortals, of course, it must be quiet enough, and people who come to the gods definitely don't want to see sheep and eggs all over the ground, and they must leave enough space for the immortals.

Three hundred and fifty miles.

At least the radius of 350 miles is completely emptied, a person is not allowed to stay, artificially create a no-man's land of more than 100,000 square kilometers, and then restore vegetation in this no-man's land to let those trees and grass grow freely, build a glorious South American pyramid-style platform in the middle, build a palace on the high platform, usually stationed a small number of people there to maintain, one day say that the gods come to themselves can fly over to meet friends.

That's it.

With these hundreds of thousands of square kilometers of forest vegetation, not to mention the Yellow River, at least half of the sediment can be cut, in fact, this section of the sediment entering the Yellow River accounts for 60 percent of the latter's total, if Guanzhong does a good job of soil and water conservation work to reduce soil erosion in the section from Longmen to Tongguan, then the Yellow River can really be cleared.

As for the displaced population......

There was not much population there, and the population of the entire Shaanxi Province was not five million at this time, and if he took Yulin as the core and built the Fengshen Palace in Yulin, three hundred and fifty miles outward, that is, two hundred and ten kilometers of uninhabited land. Basically, it is Jiuyuan in the north, that is, Baotou, Luliang Mountain in the east, Shuofang in the west, that is, Ningxia, and Yan'an in the south.

A million people migrate well.

The state will give them a house in the Sichuan Basin, each family will be rewarded with 100 acres of land, each family will be given a year's rations and seeds, and then an additional subsidy will be issued to send them all to enrich Sichuan. If Sichuan doesn't want to go, then go to the Northeast, if you are willing to go to the Western Regions, the subsidy will be more, if you are willing to go to the Nanyang Golden State, the subsidy will be more, in short, everything is easy under the banner of the gods.

As soon as the others moved away, they immediately enclosed this area with thorn plants, and this area would belong to the gods in the future, and it would be a forbidden area for mortals.

"Your Majesty, it's time to go!"

Just when Yang Feng was thinking about creating a no-man's land in northern Shaanxi, Yang Zhong said cautiously.

"Ah, let's go!"

Yang Feng reacted and said.

Immediately afterwards, he boarded the steam wagon, surrounded by a group of attachés, and on both sides of it, the dragoon escorts, who had been converted into honor guards, walked along the asphalt-paved road to the distant railway station to the sound of hundreds of people bowing and cheering.

He came to Xuzhou to transfer trains, and then he had to go west along Longhai Road, and the Longhai Railway Bureau arranged a special train for him, of course, a new waiter, as for the twins who had just received the emperor's rain and dew grace, this separate special car was sent to Nanjing, and they had been named the chosen servants, officially among the ranks of Emperor Yang's queen gong, and started their palace fighting life.

It is said that Emperor Yang's queen Gong is also completely in accordance with the standards of the decadent feudal dynasty.

He should theoretically have a queen now, a noble concubine, four concubines, nine concubines, twenty-seven wives, plus eighty-one royal wives, which is completely modeled on the Tang Dynasty system, this is all part of the official concubine ranks, and it must be a Han to act, but it is not full yet, and even half of it has not arrived, in fact, it is not limited to these, he is willing to seal more and no one interferes.

But because the emperor is more casual in this regard, he may one day overthrow a palace maid who meets his appetite, or spread the rain and dew grace outside, so he uses the title of the servant, which is actually equivalent to a woman who has been pushed down by Emperor Yang, but has not been titled. This also includes those who are paid by the monarch of the subject country, there is no limit on the number, there is no limit on the race, anyway, as long as he has been troubled, it is counted, and if there are children among these people, they will also be automatically promoted.

In fact, there are not many, and now the total is only a few hundred, after all, Emperor Yang is not what he used to be, and he is more or less aesthetically tired of beauties, for example, a pair of waiters arranged for him by the Longhai Railway Bureau, he is not interested at all.

Sitting in the soft chair of the train, Emperor Yang, who was not interested in the waiter, looked at Xuzhou City outside the window and couldn't help but sigh faintly.

Under the gray sky, huge chimneys spewing billowing smoke pointed straight to the sky, all the buildings near the chimneys were all gray without exception, even the crowd standing outside to see him off was faintly gray, although they were all wearing the best clothes, but still could not hide the ubiquitous dust, occasionally a gust of wind blew, the soot in the sky mixed with the steam from the train, instantly swallowed the crowd, when the smoke dispersed, you could see many people coughing constantly.

Although they don't know what that means yet.

But Emperor Yang knew.

Clearly, the pollution problem is getting worse. (To be continued.) )