At the end of June of the third year of Qingtai, a piece of news came to Shendu from Jianghuai, and it spread all over the yamen in just a few days, shocking the government and the opposition!

The Left Army Governor's Mansion, sitting in the side room, Jia Hunzai carefully studied the note from Jianghuai in his hand.

A few days ago, after this note was transmitted to the General Administration Department and submitted to the Emperor's Imperial Examination, the Emperor ordered many copies to be copied and distributed to the heads of the ministries.

As a result, as the Grand Governor of the Left Army Governor's Mansion, Jia Hui naturally received a copy of the song.

"Exploration is over?" Jia Hui sighed in surprise.

In his hands, he was naturally the sixth Jinshi of Enke who was ranked sixth in the second class in the seventh year of Tiansheng six years ago, and the minister of the Yellow River - Zheng Wupin was promoted to Fengzheng Doctor - Wailang Wan Chengxun, a member of the Ministry of Industry.

After the rumor, he did not either enter the Hanlin Academy to study books, or enter the six departments to observe politics, or be sent to the local government. Instead, after a little rest, he was appointed by the emperor to Shanxi to clean up the river.

From the nameless canal in the countryside to the overall overhaul of the Hongdong-Hejin section of the Fen River, Wan Chengxun has completed all the water conservancy tasks brilliantly under the meticulous cultivation of the emperor, which is in stark contrast to Jia Zheng, a bastard who can make mistakes in the construction of plains and rivers!

In the end, at the first month of the tenth year of Tiansheng, the emperor officially appointed Wan Chengxun as the minister of Qincha exploration of the Yellow River, and began the most comprehensive exploration of the Yellow River from the previous dynasty to the centenary of the founding of the Great Qi Dynasty.

After four years, Wan Chengxun traveled uphill along the Yellow River, west to the source of the Yellow River, Tuotuo River under Bayan Kala Mountain in Qinghai, and then turned his head down the river, to the mouth of the cloud ladder pass in Huai'an.

"After this sparseness, no matter whether the Yellow River is repaired or not, Wan Chengxun will remain in history!" Sitting opposite Jia Hui, Yun Yu also read "Qincha Exploration of the Yellow River" word by word, and kept praising it, with uncontrollable excitement in his eyes!

Although he didn't grow up in Jianghuai, his wife is a child of an old Caogong!

He's seen the flood with his own eyes! That year, his mother-in-law died, and he and his wife went to Huai'an for funeral, and they fell into a heavy rain that fell for seven or eight days in a row, and sure enough, the Yellow River burst its embankment.

Fortunately, my father-in-law's family was built on the mountain, and the flood did not rush up, so I and my father-in-law's family managed to save their lives.

The tragic situation after the Yellow River burst its embankment, Rao is hob meat crawling out of the sea of corpses and blood can't bear to look at it directly

The tragedy of the two is not at the same level at all!

The flood was changed by the southeast, and the valley changed.

Ten thousand families gather in the morning, and the evening is a sand moraine.

It is not only a disaster for the people, but also a poet.

The stork chirps Lu Wangtian, and the frog jumps around the house.

The child's clothes are exposed, and the virgin is muddy and has no knees.

Everywhere the flood passed, there was chaos and destruction.

Houses were submerged under water and became dilapidated. Trees were uprooted, collapsed houses were everywhere, and families huddled in bathtubs were everywhere to survive

But even when the floodwaters receded, the consequences were not endless.

The air is filled with the smell of mud and dampness, and there is even a gradually thickening stench, the streets are piled up with floating objects and garbage, and there are corpses blistered into giants and bulging into balls everywhere, and there is no shortage of people, pigs, horses, mice, cats and dogs, cattle and sheep, and Yun Yu has even seen tigers!

It's horrible!

"Even if he doesn't have this recital, he will be as famous as Wan Chengxun!

Yun Gong don't forget, a few years ago to repair the Fen River, this kid on the beautiful tight, since the previous dynasty Mengwu into the Kou destroyed the mountains and rivers of Shanxi, Shanxi has not slowed down, this time by this kid repaired, the Fen River and its tributaries on both sides of the more hundreds of thousands of acres of fertile land, and every year is still increasing!

This alone, but whoever eats the water of the Fen River to live, must read him well! ”

"Indeed," Yun Yu nodded in agreement, "Do you know that Wan Chengxun has returned to Beijing yesterday?" ”

Jia Hui rubbed the beard on his chin: "I know, when I heard about tomorrow's big quarrel and the big court, the Holy Lord is ready to officially appoint Wan Chengxun as the Qincha to govern the Yellow River."

"Huh, is it really that easy?" Before Jia Hui finished speaking, Yun Yu sneered and asked rhetorically.

"How is that possible! It is to build a small river, which has nearly half of the oil and water of the project, not to mention the construction of the Yellow River!

Before, Wan Chengxun Xiu Fenhe, that was also because the Holy Sect embroidered clothes were staring at this amount, and whoever reached out would chop off whose claws! Those officials of the Ministry of Industry and the localities could not be guilty of evil to the Holy Lord for the sake of half of the Fen River.

But this time it's different, this time it's . O Yellow River! Jia Hui also sneered sarcastically.

Although there has been no good end for the people who presided over the repair of the Yellow River over the years, whenever the embankment breaks or leads to a rebellion of the river workers, this group of people who preside over the repair of the river is the natural mistake and the grain supervisor, and it is very useful to push out and kill the civilians!

But this time is different, this time the professionals have already written a highly feasible plan, and the project money may exceed 100 million taels of silver!

Whether it is chasing fame or seeking profit, this repair of the Yellow River is an excellent choice, if you don't seize this opportunity, I am afraid that every time you think about it in the second half of your life, you will regret giving yourself a slap!

"Tomorrow is going to be lively!" Yun Yu suddenly grinned.

"No, anyway, this matter has nothing to do with us, and let's see how the pretentious civil officials tomorrow eat dog!" When Jia Hui heard this, he also laughed, but how to gloat at this smile

。。。。。。

"The Minister's Enlightenment!

It has been nearly 300 years since Du Chong of the previous dynasty went south to resist the Jurchen and Mongol forces, dug the Yellow River to make it out of control, and seized the Huai into the sea!

In the past three hundred years, the great river has continued to burst its banks, and once it bursts, it will erode hundreds or even thousands of miles! What are the billions of losses?

The saint, the minister Wan Chengxun presented the minister's painstaking work "Please Cure the Yellow River", and Wan Wangsheng had mercy, so as not to save the people in the lower reaches of the river from suffering from the country of Qianlize! ”

Wan Chengxun, who was wearing court clothes and his face was hardened into a Hun by the sun from the beautiful son of Pianpian, endured the agitation of his long-cherished wish to come true, and bowed to the emperor with five bodies!

Last month, I changed the draft countless times, practiced countless times, and forgot all about the 5,000-word speech in the Ming Hall!

I had no choice but to stumble and start speaking loudly with the music condensed with my own hard work, intending to impress the Son of Heaven with my great determination and perseverance, so as to implement the river repair plan that has been constantly revised and improved for three hundred years in Lao Wanjia!

"What? Repair the river? Hurry up, hurry up! When Wan Chengxun finished the whole set of movements, the emperor jumped up from the mat with a pompous face, shook off Xia Shouzhong with a look of ecstasy and got down the imperial steps, grabbed the piece that Wan Chengxun was holding, stood there and began to read.

completely ignored Wan Chengxun, who still maintained a five-body throwing posture.

It's pompous!

The courtiers of the civil and military classes closed their eyes helplessly

Yes, the emperor's governance level has indeed improved much over the years, but this emperor's mental skills, especially the acting skills.

What did it look like in the first year of Tiansheng, what did it look like in the third year of Qingtai!

I haven't made any progress in thirteen years!

Never mind

Although the emperor's acting skills can't bear to look at directly, everyone is more willing to mix with such a person, at least this kind of person is easy to understand, and his emotions are written on his face, unlike Taizong, who is invisible, and his speech is also crooked, he can be called a Daqi riddler, and he is still a cautious eye

I didn't inherit the kind of joy and heart of the ancestors of the Great Qi Emperor!

"Ahem!" Seeing that the emperor had already entered the play too deeply, Wan Chengxun was still lying on the ground with a pitiful five-body cast, Jia Hui really couldn't stand it anymore, and hurriedly coughed.

coughed several times in a row, until Jia Hui's lungs were about to cough out, the emperor was interrupted by the sound of coughing, and looked at Taiwei Jia, who was hanging the Taizu sword at his waist and constantly patting his chest and panting.

"Tuberculosis?" The emperor seemed to suddenly think of something, and hurriedly took two steps back, unable to care about his anger, and hurriedly covered his mouth and nose with his sleeve, his eyes revealing a disgust mixed with fear.

The emperor's eyes were too direct, so angry that Jia Hui didn't care about the etiquette of the monarch and the ministers, and rolled his eyes at the emperor.

But what should be said still has to be said, facing the emperor's slightly vigilant gaze, Jia Hui's gaze took the initiative to meet it, and then immediately looked at Wan Chengxun who was lying on the ground, trying to pull the emperor's eyes over

"Huh?" The emperor saw Jia Hui and glanced at him. Slowly shifted his gaze, which made the emperor not react for a while, until Jia Hui repeated it many times, and he was about to give up and plan to speak directly, the emperor finally understood what Jia Hui wanted to express, his old face turned red, and he quickly let Wan Chengxun, who was still lying on the ground, stand up

Alas.

There were suddenly a lot of sighs in the Ming Hall.

"Ahem!" It was the emperor who was coughing this time, and at this moment he had returned to His Majesty Dan in three steps and two steps, and sat up in a precarious position.

"Ministers, I want to repair the Yellow River!"

"No, Holy Lord!" According to the usual practice, the decree that the emperor wants to implement will always have someone who will jump out to refute it and bitterly state the benefits!

After many tugging, it will not be officially promulgated and implemented until the seven adults in the civil and military classes agree to second.

I saw a minister wearing a five-beam crown rushing out of the literary class, trotting a few steps to the center of the main hall and quickly kneeling to show his inner resoluteness: "Holy Lord, you must not repair the river!" ”

first set the tone of his bitter statement this time, and then turned his head and looked at Wan Chengxun, who was staring at him with a sneering gaze: "Wan Yuan Wailang, haven't you forgotten how Qianliang died, and why did Taizu raise troops?" ”

In addition to the increasingly heavy military spending, the heavy burden brought by the perennial river repair is also one of the important reasons for the cold death.

"Fuck you!" Wan Chengxun, an honest man who didn't listen to the things outside the window and only cared about repairing the Yellow River, suffered a loss that he didn't stay in the court for long, and he didn't know that there was such a procedure for monarchs and ministers to fight each other.

"Huh?" The civil official who came out of the class looked at Wan Chengxun, who was angry and didn't seem to be cheating, and was scared in his heart.

What's going on here? Didn't your master tell you about the rules of the court?

In the literary class, Wan Chengxun's teacher, who has now been promoted to the secretary of the Ministry of Works, said that it was bad.

This kid didn't come to him yesterday, and he didn't specifically summon him to come to his own place to give instructions when he knew these rules!

He was constantly thinking crankily in his heart, and at the same time as he was angry as a rebel, Gan Xu suddenly felt several playful eyes fall on him.

In the middle of the Ming Hall, the furious Wan Chengxun didn't feel the almost pleading gaze of his own master at all, but strode up to the civil official and looked at the civil official angrily!

"You mean Qianliang died in Xiuhe?" Without any honorific titles and politeness, Wan Chengxun asked directly.

Seeing that Wan Chengxun was so rude and disrespectful to his predecessors, the temper of the civil official also came up: "Harsh taxes and miscellaneous taxes are the root of Qianliang's demise, but it is inseparable from the perennial river repair!" ”

"Fart! The Yellow River was rerouted in the middle of the previous dynasty! Compared with the big water at that time, the big water of the Yellow River now is like not eating, if you don't repair the river, then the previous dynasty will die faster! Do you understand water conservancy? Wan Chengxun reprimanded, completely unaware of the civil official's gradually blue face.

"The concubine is rude!" Although they are both five-grade officials, whether it is as a senior in the imperial examination, or the huge seniority gap in actual age, as well as the questioning of the most deadly industry bulls who don't know how to pretend to understand key politics, the civil officials are annoyed and angry, and instantly burst into a fist and hit Wan Chengxun's eye socket!

Simply he still retained the last shred of sanity, and didn't use the wat board to open the scoop for him!

"Ahh I'm damn your mother! "I was almost broken by this civil official's punch, and the severe pain completely aroused the ferocity of Wan Chengxun's honest man buried deep in his bones, and as soon as he threw the wat board, he raised the iron fist that was large and full of calluses in the casserole and killed it!

"Stop them! Zeng Yushi will be beaten to death by Shoudao! Seeing that the two of them had a real fire and a fight, Shangshu Ganxu, who was sitting in the literary class, immediately jumped up and rushed towards the center of the main hall to pull the frame!

Keeping the way is the word of Wan Chengxun.

Others don't know Wan Chengxun's combat effectiveness, don't you know that he is a teacher and a boss at the top of him?

That's a whole day of high-intensity training on the embankment, and the furious tendons that are practiced!

In the martial arts class opposite, there are probably less than one percent of Wan Chengxun's beautiful strong tendons!

In addition, he has an honest personality and a taciturn temperament, which is completely a typical honest man who splatters blood in anger for five steps, if he doesn't stop it, it is not surprising that Zeng Yushi was killed!

The civil and military officials who were stunned by these two people were stunned on the spot by the crisp fight, and they were finally awakened by Ganxu's explosion and hurriedly ran to pull the rack!

It's no wonder that the experienced civil and military officers were stunned, according to the convention, it should be quoted from the scriptures that one of them really can't quarrel with the other party, so they will start fighting, but these two people directly skipped the middle process and started fighting directly!

"It's fucking fighting again." Jia Hui, who ranked first in the martial arts class, covered his face with his sleeve with a painful face, and this was the first time

Is there anything wrong with this Ming Tang's Feng Shui? How can people fight at two ends in three days? He's a military general who can't stand it anymore!

You can't just talk calmly!

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