Seeing that Emperor Zhende was in his heart, Wen Qingwu had a bottom in his heart. Flash Dance

"There are two other types of flooding, one is the flood from the plains, and the other is the flood caused by the collapse of the river embankment after the water rises." Wen Qingwu said, "These two are actually much the same. If there are certain reservoirs for flood water in the plains, such as flood control channels, natural lakes and reservoirs, flood storage and detention areas, and flood peak storage, the flood can be diverted to this area when the water rises, and the disaster can be greatly reduced. Even when heavy rains form flood peaks, reservoirs in the whole basin intercept and discharge flood peaks, that is, reduce the total amount of flood peaks. ”

In fact, in the previous life, floods in the Ming Dynasty were also very frequent. In the Ming Dynasty, the Yellow River broke and diverted frequently, with an average of about once every seven months.

Therefore, the task of harnessing the river is very arduous. In terms of river control strategy, the Ming Dynasty emphasized the north and neglected the south, focusing on the protection of the river, forming a pattern of "building embankments on the north bank and diverting the flow on the south bank". In terms of the theory of river control, Pan Jitao, who was the fourth governor of the river, inherited and developed the theory of "building embankments to contain water and attacking sand with water".

Later, she read Pan Jitao's book on river defense at a glance, Premier Hecao Songshu and other works on water conservancy management and protection, and benefited a lot.

"As for the flooding of the river banks, the best thing to do is to create a river to divert it. For example, in the Yellow River, the water that rises during the annual flood season can flood most of the people along the river. This diversion of the river will not only greatly alleviate its flow and flow. At the same time, it can also alleviate or even eliminate flooding at the place where the river is crossed. Wen Qingwu said very seriously, "It's just that this kind of work is huge." 35xs”

As she spoke, she didn't say any more. It is true that the amount of work is huge, and as for whether to do it or not, and how to decide how to do it, it is all the business of Emperor Joan of Arc.

She can't interfere or put her beak too much.

Emperor Joan of Arc nodded, "No, it's so easy to build a river." The predecessors planted trees and the later people enjoyed the shade. Becoming a tree in the previous dynasty and enjoying the cool in the later dynasty, Lao Tzu is not a generous emperor. ”

The leaky pot next to him ticked and remembered, Li Jianzhi stepped forward and whispered to the two of them, "Everyone, it's time for lunch." ”

"So fast?" Emperor Joan of Arc glanced at the sundial outside the main hall, "Isn't it just a while, why do you think you just had breakfast?" "Today is the day of the resignation, and it will be gone for half a day inexplicably.

But he didn't feel wasted at all, and he had heard enough for most of the day.

"Everyone, you and Wen Cairen have been talking for a whole afternoon." Li Jianzhi said.

The voice fell, and the little waiter who was Tongbing outside stepped forward, "Your Majesty, the concubine is here." ”

"What is she here for?" Emperor Joan of Arc's body did not move.

"It was said that it was a hot summer, and the emperor boiled a pigeon soup to remove the heat and reduce the fire." The chamberlain replied.

Emperor Joan of Arc didn't say much, and waved his hand at the chamberlain.

"Yes." The waiter replied and bowed his body and retreated. 35xs

After a while, he walked in again, "Your Majesty, the noble concubine said that she knows that you are busy with government affairs and will not bother you, so she may leave Tang Gu behind?" ”

Emperor Joan of Arc sat down, gasping tiredly for a while between breaths, "Let her in, it's time for dinner anyway." ”

With that, he stood up. Wen Qingwu hurriedly stepped forward to help him get up, and then stepped aside.

"Pass the meal!" Li Jianzhi raised his head again and said sharply.

Emperor Joan of Arc turned his head to look at Wen Qingwu, who was following him, "You serve me for dinner." ”

"Yes." Wen Qingwu responded. In fact, he didn't say it, Li Jianzhi and Aunt Cheng Jin would also let her serve this meal today.

When Wei Guifei walked in, she saw Wen Qingwu sitting on the side of the dining table, and her eyes were slightly surprised. Then she quickly reacted to her identity as a palace person, and then calmed her look, walked forward quickly, and saluted Emperor Joan of Arc with pigeon soup in her hand, "The concubine sees Your Majesty." ”

"Love the concubine is exempt." Emperor Joan of Arc said, raising his chin towards the position opposite him, "Since we're all here, let's eat together." ”

"Thank you, Your Majesty." Concubine Wei said and saluted dignifiedly. Li Jianzhi stepped forward to take the tray and put it in front of Wen Qingwu.

Wei Guifei sat opposite Emperor Zhende, and was a little unhappy by Li Jianzhi's small action.

In fact, Li Jianzhi did not do anything wrong. If you don't have everyone's special instructions today, there will be another food tasting waiter. But after being ordered alone, everything about the meal fell on Wen Qingwu.

Wen Qingwu served Emperor Zhende for lunch, and in addition to cloth dishes, he also had to try dishes. Everything at the entrance had to be passed, even the things brought by the concubine were no exception.

So he took the pigeon soup from the concubine and put it directly in front of the concubine, but there was nothing wrong with it.

It's just that in the eyes of Wei Guifei, it's different.

In the eyes of Emperor Zhende, Wen Qingwu is now just a simple palace maid, and she has no charming thoughts. But in the eyes of Wei Guifei, she is still a talented person who has received the five-grade subdivision, a talented person, that is, a serious harem concubine.

Concubines eating at the same table is the emperor's favor. The things dedicated to the emperor Li Jianzhi changed hands and handed them to Wen Qingwu so naturally.

It is enough to show how close the relationship between Li Jianzhi, the chief administrator of the interior, and Wen Qingwu is in private.

Even if Wen Qingwu is not dining next to Emperor Joan of Arc now, with the identity of a talented person, at first glance, everyone will feel that it is not simple.

For Concubine Wei Gui, who has been in Haojing, he naturally knows about Wen Qingwu being selected as a palace maid in Luoyang Palace, but he doesn't know much about it. Now that Wen Qingwu has just returned from Luoyang, she can walk around the emperor early the next morning, how can she be at ease?

So Concubine Wei took advantage of Wen Qingwu's meal tasting and kept staring at her.

Wen Qingwu was stunned by Wei Guifei, but her face was still indifferent, she finished trying a plate of food, and scooped up the pigeon soup and drank it.

"Everyone, it's available." Wen Qingwu put down the chopsticks in his hand and handed over his chopsticks.

Emperor Joan of Arc took the chopsticks and said very casually, "Why are you trying the food?" What about the waiter who tried the meal, where did he die? ”

I finally saw one that might work, but what if I turned around and was poisoned.

It was a casual sentence, but he was so frightened that the waiter who was originally following him was not shallow, and knelt down with a "plop", "Your Majesty is angry!" ”

"It was everyone who said that the slaves and maids should serve." Wen Qingwu said, but calmly, "The slave and maid tried it together." ”

Hearing Wen Qingwu call herself a "slave", Wei Guifei felt a little more comfortable in her heart. But looking at Wen Qingwu's eyes, it was still very unkind.

"I asked you to serve the meal, but I didn't let you try the meal, you have nothing to do?" Emperor Joan of Arc said, glanced at her blankly, and then picked up the dishes in the bowl and used them.

The chamberlains who try the meal are generally low-level palace people, which is a dangerous job. Maybe I'll die one day.

Wei Guifei looked at everything in her eyes on the side, and her hand holding the chopsticks clenched.

If you are a slave or a maidservant, what does it matter if you try to eat or not?

The emperor cared so much about Wen Qingwu.