Chapter 624: The Poet Favors Rain
Shen Qingci drank a big bowl of ginger soup, and after taking a bath, he felt a lot more relaxed, the rain outside was still falling, even if he didn't go out to see, he could know how heavy the rain was.
Almost all of them were like a scoop, smashing down from time to time, and the flood seemed to be visible from afar, and the water level was constantly rising, and if the rain had been falling for a few more days, it might have to be left to let these floods finally submerge here.
She drank the ginger soup one by one, and sat on the side, not knowing what she was looking at, as if she was very distracted, and a pair of good-looking thick eyebrows were also tightly locked.
Shen Qingci stood up, walked over, and then sat opposite him, and then she looked at the things on the table as if she was reading a book from heaven, as if it was a map, and on the map, some mountains and rivers were also marked, but she couldn't understand it at all, this was completely different from the one she had seen on the horse.
"This is the river hunt."
Branding Heng knew that Shen Qingci didn't understand, so he explained it to her one by one.
He pointed while saying to Shen Qingci, although Shen Qingci is not a top smart person, but she is not stupid, and her understanding ability is also better, so some things, she can understand a little.
"Since you know that there will be a big flood, why don't you treat it in advance?"
Shen Qingci just doesn't understand this, she knows the past, so even if she goes against the sky, she will change in the end, so what about this first river, wouldn't it be right to repair it earlier?
"It's going to be repaired every year."
He picked up the bowl on the table and put it in front of Shen Qingci, "Drink this." ”
When Shen Qingci saw the black medicinal juice inside, he didn't want to drink it at all.
And as soon as she smelled the smell, she couldn't help but feel a little sick to her stomach, but in the end she still picked up the bowl and put it to her mouth, even if she had poured herself a stomach full of ginger soup just now, but she still had to drink the medicine.
She drank it one by one, and the bitterness in her mouth became thicker.
And she frowned her delicate eyebrows, and then drank the medicine in the bowl one by one, of course, she also listened to what Brand Heng said about this river.
It's like a matter of water control, if you are not in your place, you don't know the difficulties and twists and turns at all.
He has browsed the peaks of all sizes, and he has also seen the terrain and landforms of other places, in fact, a big reason is to solve the flooding here in Pingyang, and Pingyang is also the most headache in the whole Great Zhou.
The floods here have lasted for a hundred years, and they have not been treated well for a hundred years, which shows how difficult it is.
And finding the floods here in the river is more difficult than going to the blue sky.
"I thought of a way, but it was too late."
Zhu Heng pointed to a certain point on the map, all the methods of water control over the years have been blocked, and they have also strengthened the embankments on both sides, but if they are blocked and added, they will still be washed away in the end.
This is also the biggest reason for the repeated treatment and repeated treatment of the river.
"And what can you do?"
Shen Qingci also looked at the position where Zhu Heng's fingers were placed, she didn't know much about water control, but what Jiang Heng said just now, he had already found a way, is the way here?
"Here," said Honh Heng again, "dig the river wider, and dig another diversion out of the mountain, and after the separation, the flood here will be much slower, and this one will go downstream, where the terrain is much lower, and there is no human population all around, and these floods will flow down the river and eventually to other places." ”
Shen Qingci thought about it, widened the river, and then blew up the mountain to dig out a tributary.
It's no wonder that the brand will say that it is too late.
Yes, it's too late, and what he's talking about will take at least three years, maybe five or six years, and if you're lucky, you can fix it before a flood comes.
If you're unlucky, you'll probably be delayed for a few more years.
As for now, it is indeed too late, because the current Xunhe water has risen, and it will not be able to be stopped.
She leaned there and fell asleep until she was lighter, and she opened her eyes, and she was met by a pair of light black eyes.
Shen Qingci leaned his head on his shoulder, also absorbing the body temperature on his body.
Even if it's a cold day, she knows that he is the one who has always warmed her.
"I'll take a look at it again, and you don't have to walk around anymore if you stay here by yourself."
Shen Qingci nodded, she came over this time, it was indeed a burden on him, he came to control the water, not to play in the mountains and rivers, she followed, not only could she not help with anything, but also brought him more trouble.
She didn't want to be in trouble, so she stayed here, just to be closer to him.
Branding Heng touched her forehead, and walked out again.
But Shen Qingci sat up, but at this moment, she didn't feel any sleep.
She sat on the collapse for a while, and she didn't know what she thought, all she heard was the sound of the rain dripping outside, and she didn't know if it was louder or smaller than just now.
The poet prefers the rain, the pleasure in the rain, and can write so many good poems.
Xiaoxiang rained overnight, dripping broken guest center.
The rain stops and the lotus is fragrant, and the cicadas on the shore are noisy and weeping poplars.
Broken intestines sunset thousand mountains twilight.
It should be difficult to help, the old man in the sky, looking through the Huai Mountain, lovesick without goose feet.
Who believes that in the depths of the blue clouds, the sunset is still at the end of the world? .
Chu Tianyun and rain were harmonious, and he dreamed of the balcony again.
These are the poems she has read before, and she likes to sit at the table at that time, raise her face to look at the rain outside, and then listen to the sound of the rain.
But now she felt that the rain was getting more and more irritating.
She stood up, walked to the window, and looked at the snow outside, just as she had come, and the rain fell on the ground, dripping and dripping, and from time to time there would be a ripple, two splashes.
This scene should be beautiful.
But this scene is also hurting.
If this rain rains for one more day, it will be a one-day disaster for the people here, and only when the rain stops will they have a glimmer of hope.
Otherwise, when the flood inundates everything here, countless people will be displaced, and I don't know how many parents will lose their children, and how many children will lose their parents, and become orphans and widows who have no regular meals and do not know whether they will survive.
And then these floods have been flowing with the waves.
Without ping, it is also rootless.
She hugged her arm, and it was indeed a little cold.