"I heard that you cured the flood in Pingyang this time?"

The Emperor asked tentatively.

"No," Shen Qingci stood up and handed over the picture he was holding with both hands.

"It's the water control map left by King Shuo, and the saint may not have seen it."

The emperor couldn't help but feel embarrassed and smiled, yes, he really hadn't seen this, he didn't have much hope at the beginning, it would be best if it could be cured, if it couldn't be cured, then he would think of other ways, the silver in the treasury would have to be taken out.

He didn't want to mention those things in the past, and he didn't need to mention them, he only mentioned the results, and then the water was cured.

The emperor opened the picture, and when he saw what was written and painted on it, he suddenly felt as if his strength had been drained.

This map is a map of Pingyang Xunhe, and every place on the map is marked, and even the trend of excavating the mountain is set in advance.

Even the specific steps on water control are written.

For example, the stones are used to strengthen both sides of the river embankment, and when there is no rain in the upstream, the flow is intercepted, which also widens and deepens the river.

"Is there anything else?"

The emperor asked Shen Qingci, he actually didn't think that he would leave such a picture, and according to such a picture, don't say Shen Qingci, even if it is someone else, according to this picture, as long as there is no big mistake, then it is only a matter of time before the flood of the river can be cured, as for why Shen Qingci is so fast, it is only because the mountain exploded.

"The saint just asked him to build a river, and he didn't say anything else."

"This ......"

The emperor felt as if he had been smashed in the foot, and in fact, it was indeed the case, in the Great Zhou, only the Pingyang place was difficult to treat in a hundred years of floods, and only the river Xunhe was the most unstable.

In the past few years, he has traveled all over the country, just to find a way to control the water, a river, has made him think about it for I don't know how many years, besides, there is no flood in these other rivers, what else can he cure?

"The flood ...... there in that Mingliang," the emperor meant.

"I won't."

Shen Qing's resignation was helpless.

"Holy Lord, I can only make spices, not water and rivers, just because this is his last wish."

"But you're not cured well?"

The emperor still did not give up.

"Holy Lord, kill it."

Shen Qingci couldn't be more serious when he looked into the emperor's eyes.

"Shen Qingci, you are so bold!"

The emperor's dark eyes narrowed, as if he was moved.

"Shengshang, you should see it, if it weren't for the flooding of the Xunhe River, I wouldn't want to live anymore, Shen Qingci rolled up his sleeves, sometimes it's difficult to live, the Shengshang wants to let the courtiers do those things that can't be done, and even affect the family, it's better to kill me now."

"Honor and danger coexist, and honor in exchange for life is even more."

"If the Holy Lord really sent a courtier, a woman who didn't know anything, to heal the water, it would be better to kill the courtiers now, and the courtiers would definitely be grateful for Your Majesty's great kindness, so that the courtiers and the courtiers' husbands would never be separated from each other for the rest of their lives."

"You ......"

The emperor almost burst into foul language, how could he kill Shen Qingci, if he really killed, don't say that Shen Dingshan was unwilling, even if it was his imperial brother who died for the Great Zhou, I was afraid that he would crawl out of the coffin and choke his neck.

And after he died, how did he face the imperial brother and how did he face the brand?

Shen Qingci can't be killed, and Shen Qingci can't die.

He still has to rely on her for his big Zhou's million taels of military expenses. If she dies like this, will he be able to pay for his military expenses in the future?