The mighty river is not only the birthplace of Chinese civilization, but also the source of disasters.

For thousands of years, I don't know how many times it has brought floods to several provinces on both sides of the strait.

The chaotic river channel, multiple branches flowing in parallel, frequent changes, and a large amount of sediment are all problems that all dynasties have to deal with in the face of the Yellow River, and the flood of the Yellow River is especially serious in Henan.

Because this is a plain, unlike the land of Qinlong, the Yellow River flows in thousands of ravines, even if it bursts, it will not cause much flooding.

In the plains, once the Yellow River overflows, it will be a great disaster. In particular, the land of Henan is the widest part of the Yellow River, even the narrowest place on both sides of the river, the river is several miles wide, and as for the widest place, it is dozens of miles away.

At this time, the entire Puzhou Yellow River flood breach has been blocked, not only blocked, but also dug many ditches to divert water, and built several reservoirs.

Water is released during drought and flood is stored during flooding.

If there is another flood at the time of the flood, then these reservoirs will definitely not be able to stop the surging Yellow River.

But the disaster relief is indeed nearing the end, Xia Yuan and his entourage did everything they could, and they also saved all the lives they could save as much as possible.

There were originally more than 78,000 households in Puzhou, with a population of more than 200,000.

After this difficulty, there were less than 70,000 people left.

Most of these hundreds of thousands of lives lost were taken away by the mighty and rushing mother river in front of them.

The distance between the two banks, more than 20 miles, can not see the opposite bank at a glance, the water of the Yellow River is rolling, like a wild and galloping yellow dragon.

In front of this giant dragon, countless people are holding a grand ceremony to worship the heavens, and the monks and Taoists who survived are sitting cross-legged on the banks of the Yellow River, chanting sutras for the people who died in this catastrophe.

"My lord, is it feasible to dig a ditch and divert the water of the Yellow River into the river?"

Xia Yuan didn't think much about it, then shook his head and said, "It's too expensive, and the imperial court won't agree to it." Even if they agreed, the imperial court would not be able to take out so many silver taels. ”

"In Puzhou alone, the course of the Yellow River is several miles or even dozens of miles wide, and the amount of water is too large to be accommodated by the current volume of Caoyun alone."

"If the water from this place is to be channeled, the entire canal will have to be widened, and not only that, but several more canals will be dug to open the river."

Xia Yuan stared at this vast river, and it was necessary to use the water of the Yellow River for transportation, and it was necessary to avoid the place where the Yellow River broke down, which was the national policy of the Ming Dynasty.

The section of the river in front of you is where the Yellow River bursts, the amount of water is too large to be accommodated by Caoyun, and if you want to dredge the water here to Caoyun, it is not as simple as digging one or several ditches to divert the water over.

Either all the channels will be widened, or a new one will be dug and transported.

Today's Cao Yun runs through the north and south, and even spreads all over the world, which is enough for the Ming Dynasty.

And this incomparably developed waterway transportation network has taken several generations since Zhu Di, Taizong of the Ming Dynasty, and the amount of silver spent has long been an astronomical amount.

It can't be stopped by tens of millions of taels, at least hundreds of millions.

At that time, the Ming Dynasty was able to collect taxes, but now, the poor people in the court are eager to be pants.

The disaster relief silver that was shipped some time ago was still allocated by Emperor Hongzhi from the treasury.

How difficult it is to manage this great river in the modern era.

"Bo'an, the food and supplies have been distributed in the past few days, right?"

"Teacher, all the remaining food and materials have been distributed to the people of Puzhou."

Xia Yuan snorted and said, "Then there will be nothing to do, with this grain, the tens of thousands of people left in Puzhou, as long as they save one province, should be able to survive this disaster year."

A landslide caused a huge flood, and the fields of the entire Puzhou have long been flooded, let alone the harvest.

But the remaining grain from the disaster relief, plus the grain transported by the subsequent imperial court, should be enough for the surviving people of Puzhou to last until the next autumn harvest.

"Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom"

Thousands of drums sounded at the same time, and Zhu Houzhao, as the crown prince, presided over this grand sacrificial ceremony.

For this kind of thing, he is quite willing to do it, and he memorized the process in his head two days ago.

Being on a high place, the wind was raging on the surface of the river, blowing his robe and stirring, Zhu Houzhao shouted at the top of his voice: "Open the sacrifice!" ”

"Boom! Boom! Boom!."

In response to him, a series of drums were placed on the altar on the shore, on which the incense was offered, and the three animal sacrifices were placed.

A tall incense burner is lined up, and three pillars of high incense are enshrined in each incense burner.

The expressions of the monks and Taoist priests who chanted the superordinate scriptures became more reverent, and their lips kept moving, reciting the volumes of supernatural scriptures that they had already been familiar with by heart.

"Sacrificial wine!"

"Boom! Boom! Boom!."

Jars and jars of fine wine were all poured into the river, which was painstakingly found from those ruined county towns, and did not reach people's mouths, but fed the Yellow River.

But no one feels distressed, in the face of this mighty Yellow River, in the face of this time and again Tianwei, people can only do their best to express their awe.

I only hope that through these sacrifices, through these offerings of fine wine, through these sacrifices, the gods who do not exist in this river will be moved, and this mother river will become a loving mother, with only love for her children, and no chasing.

I have been in Puzhou for more than two months, and now it is the beginning of October, and it is finally time to leave.

The whole Puzhou is still devastated everywhere and full of ruins, but there is no disaster, and the rest of the homes are rebuilt and handed over to the people of Puzhou.

Maybe in two years, another city will rise on this land.

In the early morning of this day, everyone packed up, but in fact, there was nothing to pack, when they first came, they brought countless food supplies, and when they left, everyone was alone.

Finally, the camp was inspected again, and it was quiet, and all the people did not seem to have gotten up.

Facing the dawn before dawn, a group of people waited out of the camp, but saw a sea of people, and the black and oppressive crowd could not see the end, covering the sky and the sun, divided into two rows.

All the surviving officials and citizens of the six counties of Puzhou gathered here, tens of thousands of people were silent, and a straight avenue was opened in the middle of the crowd.

Zhu Houzhao's lips opened slightly and wanted to speak, but he didn't know what to say. Xia Yuan's footsteps paused, and then he walked forward silently, no one spoke, and even Li Dongyang and others just walked silently.

When parting, there will always be a lot of sorrow, just more than two months here, when it is time to leave, there is a lot of reluctance.

It's better not to say anything, I came quietly at the beginning, and now I leave quietly.

After walking for a long time, until the rising sun, I walked out of the tens of thousands of people, and the carriages stopped in front of them.

The people on both sides quietly watched these officials who were about to leave, and the scene of tens of thousands of people was silent, as if they were performing a mime, as if they were afraid of disturbing the itinerary of these officials.

Before getting into the carriage, Xia Yuan glanced back, and everyone was still standing in place.

With a farewell in his heart, he lifted the curtain and got into the carriage in a pretending style.

The moment the curtain fell, there was a thunder behind him, like a big drum beating again, which was the sound of tens of thousands of people kneeling down together.

This was followed by a tsunami of tens of thousands of people.

"The people of Puzhou kneel to send His Royal Highness the Prince, kneel to send Lord Xia, and kneel to send your lords back to Beijing!"

(End of chapter)