When it comes to water conservancy projects, there are roughly three categories. Fortunately, Guang Chengze has it all.

The first is the ditch.

canals, where the water dwells, also.

The river is born, and the ditch is chiseled.

To put it simply, it is to dig ditches and divert river water for irrigation.

Guangchengze is a huge wetland, with seven large rivers and more than a dozen small rivers flowing into it, and the water volume is huge.

Nowadays, many farmlands that have begun to be cultivated rely on ditches for irrigation, which is the simplest and most traditional water conservancy project, and began to appear in large numbers in the Qin and Han dynasties.

There are two kinds of canals: artesian canals and aqueducts.

The former water surface is higher than the farmland, and after digging the ditch, the water also flows freely.

The latter water surface is parallel to or below the farmland and requires water trucks to lift water.

When Shao Xun was just walking around, he was thinking about a question.

This will be the spring flood season, and it stands to reason that the water level of the river will rise sharply, but some of the water trucks are no longer operational, and the water level is frighteningly low.

This is a "national project", the waterwheel made by Shaofu craftsmen has not been used for a long time, and there is no quality problem.

In fact, if you have eyes, you can see that the spring flood is not flooding, and the problem is very big.

The second type of water conservancy project is called "Pi".

陂, pool also.

Those who have been trained in the pool speak of the obstacles outside the pool, and the water stored in the pool.

To put it simply, it is an artificial reservoir.

There are too many lakes in Gwangseong-taek.

Historically, until the Tang Dynasty, Guangchengze had been silted up into land for more than 300 years during a Xiaoice period, and the area had shrunk a lot, but Ruzhou still had 36 pi, of which Huangpi (not Hubei Huangpi) in Liang County was the largest, and thousands of hectares of irrigated fields - in fact, most of the 36pi were located in Liang County.

An artificial lake (Huangpi) irrigates 100,000 acres of farmland, which shows the good agricultural resources on this land.

At this time, the area of Guangchengze was much larger than that of the Tang Dynasty, and the water resources were more abundant, which can be said to be a primitive and wild swamp style. A few years of artificial development have only domesticated a small part.

After Shao Xun walked around, his anxiety eased somewhat, and he said to Chu Yu: "If a big drought comes, the river may not be cut off, and Pichi is particularly crucial. This is the biggest pool you've ever built, right? ”

Chu Yu turned his head and asked.

He came late and did not participate in the water conservancy project in previous years, but after getting confirmation, he glanced at Shao Xun and said: "This is 'Shao Gongpi', which can irrigate more than 1,000 hectares." The newly opened fields in late autumn last year were all irrigated by this pond. If the matter is urgent, the field is not far from here, and you can also adjust the tunding to carry water to water the ground. ”

"This ......" Shao Xun was stunned.

When I was boating on the lake with Lan Ji last year, I didn't have a name yet, why is it called "Shao Gongpi" now?

But this pichi is really beautifully repaired.

The lakeside is covered with bamboo forests, wildflowers, and even mulberry forests. In some places, stone steps and wharves have been built, and you can take a boat to Zhilan-in Temple in the distance.

At this time, there were already some boats fishing on the lake. After the beginning of spring, the rivers thaw, the fish are fat, catch some and boil the soup, and distribute it to the working servants and tunding, so that they can have more strength.

Shao Xun no longer dwells on this issue.

To the northwest of Shaogongpi is a patch of barren land, which was opened up last year, totaling 13,400 hectares.

In the spring of this year, millet was planted, and more than 7,000 people were cultivated by the Shile tribe captured in Hebei, and they were organized into the second and third battalions of the Jizhou Tuntian Army, and several hundred people were sent by the Yi Congjun to take care of them temporarily.

This field, Shao Xun originally planned to hand over to the farmers who had retired from the Luoyang Three Gardens to cultivate, but they estimated that they would not be able to come south until autumn, so they first handed it over to the captives to plant a stubble to make the wasteland a little more ripe.

"If there is really a big drought, I don't know if these spring-planted millets can survive until the autumn harvest." Shao Xun pointed to the farmland that had grown sparse Lala millet seedlings and said.

Everyone looked at each other, both shocked and suspicious.

The big farmer Chu Yi was just out of duty, and he saw that the rain was scarce this spring, so he reminded him, but in fact, he didn't take it too seriously, and he thought that maybe it would rain heavily in a while, and the water would be surging.

But Lu Yang Gonghuo rushed over in a hurry, which made him a little uncalm, and he subconsciously became nervous.

No—it's going to be a big drought, right?

"Alas, at this time, the Huns will not stop, and they will still fight!" Shao Xun sighed, and couldn't help but curse in his mouth: "If you don't go all out to fight drought and protect your crops, you have to fight." Fight, fight, mother! When Lao Tzu raises troops to the north, kill people and roll out, see if you still fight! ”

He really couldn't understand Liu Yuan now.

If there is a severe drought, it is unlikely that the state will not be affected, at most it will be a little lighter.

Agricultural production has been greatly affected, and you still have to fight, are you sick?

Of course, he also knew that this could be the difference between an agrarian mindset and a nomadic pirate mindset.

When encountering a disaster, some people's first thought is to fight the disaster with all their might and reduce their losses, while some people want to make up for the losses inside and outside the embankment, and go to others to rob and make up for the losses.

Even if Liu Yuan himself is sober-minded, the background of his regime is destined to be a bandit mentality.

"Lang Jun should actually be happy." Chu Yi pondered the words and said: "I planted winter wheat last year, and it will be harvested in two or three months." Even if there is a big drought, it doesn't come all at once, I wait harder, supervise day and night, and ensure that the summer harvest is safe. ”

Shao Xun breathed a sigh of relief, feeling that he really shouldn't add negative energy to the people below, so he smiled and said: "Chu Jun is right, even if there is a big drought, I expect it to be the most serious in midsummer. The wheat can be harvested in May, and we must hold this batch of grain steadily. ”

"No." Everyone's expressions perked up slightly.

"If there is a big drought in the summer, this batch of winter wheat will really save lives. Shao Shi took precautions and saw insight, and was really a benefactor of thousands of people. Dianshu Cheng Mao Bang said.

Shao Xun habitually touched his head, and immediately thought that Mao was twenty-eight years old, and it was no longer the child who injured his ankle and cried endlessly, so he withdrew his hand and said with a smile: "As long as you can speak, aren't you numb?" ”

Mao Er said with a serious face: "Before Master Shao came, there were very few people in Sizhou who planted winter wheat. Now there are many people, not only have they harvested more food, but they may also avoid the great drought, and I don't know how many lives can be saved. ”

When Mao Er said this, everyone else had their own thoughts.

Drought means a bad harvest, a poor harvest means hunger, hunger means unrest, and unrest can make it impossible for more people to farm with peace of mind......

If this series continues, within two years, the bones will cover the wilderness, and everyone will cannibalize each other.

From this point of view, Lu Yanggong at least has countless living people in Sizhou, and it is not an exaggeration to set up an ancestral hall for him.

"I'd rather there be no drought." Shao Xun sighed and said.

The Central Plains has been in war for many years, and the population is not very large, so if it goes on like this, how many people will be left in the north?

Just as a power vacuum will be filled, so will a land vacuum.

It has only been a few decades since the dynasty, and dozens of groups of Hu people have already moved south in the northern grasslands.

When they fill up Bingzhou, Youzhou, and Yongzhou, they will advance to Sizhou, Jizhou, and Yuzhou, and go deep into the interior step by step.

The five Xiongnu under Liu Yuan's rule, men, women, and children will not exceed 500,000 in total.

But do you really think that defeating these 500,000 men, women, and children is over? In fact, in recent years, there have been Hu people going south.

The population ratio of Guanzhong has been reversed, Shao Xun does not know if it is the first time in history that the number of Hu people exceeds that of Han people, but it is obvious that the Han people in Guanzhong are flowing out of Henan and Nanyang, and the Hu people are constantly moving in, and the proportion continues to be slowly unbalanced.

If Guanzhong is pacified in the future, I don't know how much effort it will take to assimilate these Hu people.

The entire Northern and Southern Dynasties, perhaps after such a kind of "vacating the cage for birds", carried out a painful three-hundred-year fusion.

If we could maintain a sufficient population of the main ethnic group at this time, perhaps the integration would not have been so long and painful.

"Let's do things well, as soon as there is a situation, report it immediately." Shao Xun waved his hand and left.

"No."

******

Guangcheng Palace is located on the top of Kongtong Mountain, there is a small square outside the palace, the area is not large, but the carved railing is made of jade, very elegant.

Under the warm spring sun, Shao Xun lay on the chair, silently thinking about things.

In March, an incident occurred: the governor of Jingzhou and the king of Gaomi were slightly killed.

As soon as he died, Sima Yue, who had planned to return to Beijing in two months, couldn't sit still, and immediately entered Beijing via Xingyang, with more than 20,000 soldiers and horses.

In the past few years, Sima Yue's power has died out a little quickly.

First, Sima Yu, the king of Fanyang, died violently.

Then Sima Teng, the king of Xincai, was killed by Ji Sang.

Now it is the king of Gaomi, Sima Liu, who has died of illness.

Sima Yi's fourth brother, Sima Kui, has also begun to wither.

The ones who still hold power now are none other than Sima Mo, the king of Nanyang in Zhenguan, and Sima Yue, the Taifu himself.

After Sima Yue entered Beijing, the first thing he did was to relieve himself as a pastor of Yanzhou and lead Situ.

Wang Yan became a lieutenant.

Wang Dun was also the assassin of Yangzhou, and the right servant of Shangshu shot Shanjian as the governor of Jingzhou, and the town of Xiangyang.

In addition, with Wang Bing as the general of the left guard and He Lun as the general of the right guard, the two most powerful forbidden armies were in their hands - the right guard general Pei Kuo was dismissed, in other words, he was purged.

And this is probably just the first step in the purge storm that Sima Yue will carry out.

He has been away from Luoyang for too long, and there are too many officials and forbidden soldiers who disobey him, and it is still too late to cleanse him. A little later, things will be much trickier, or even completely uncleanable.

Shao Xun has only received so much news for the time being, but it has been enough for him to analyze for a long time.

"Taifu still needs Wang Yan." The palace people washed some mulberries, and the sheep offered them to disperse, and they brought a plate and put it on the table with their own hands, and said softly.

"He's Situ now, not Taifu." Shao Xun said.

When he first came to Luoyang, Sima Yue was the commonplace.

After running away from Xuzhou for a year and seven months, he returned to Beijing and became a Taifu.

This time, after two years of wandering between Xuchang, Juancheng, Puyang, and Xingyang, he returned to Beijing and became Situ again.

I don't know what to toss.

Wang Yan followed him and changed the three princes all the way, from the left servant of Shangshu to Sikong, then to Situ, and now he is Taiwei.

"You're worried?" Yang Xianrong lay on the table without any image, looked at Shao Xun, and asked.

"I'm really worried." Shao Xun said helplessly: "If I were Situ, I would indeed think about cleaning the court and banning the army, but now is really not a good time." ”

"Why?"

"It is inevitable that a purge will not be able to contain it, and everyone in the court will be in danger, and the people in the forbidden army will be discouraged."

Yang Xianrong fiddled with a mulberry and asked, "You are in Guangchengze, with more than 10,000 people, what are you afraid of?" ”

"I'm afraid that Liu Yuan will take advantage of the situation to kill him." Shao Xun said: "This year is likely to be a big drought, the whole Henan does not say that there is no harvest, but it will definitely be a big failure, if it is still devastated by the war, how will the people live next year?" ”

When the drought strikes, the most dangerous thing is not the year, but the following year.

Because there was still some food in stock that year, and I could barely cope with the past, so what about the second year?

As a rule of thumb, a major drought is easy to usher in a locust plague, and if the locust plague breaks out on a large scale next year, it will be a fatal blow.

Shao Xun wondered, is Henan the hardest hit this time?

He has been thinking about this for the last few days.

Historically, the final fall of Luoyang was not unrelated to falling into a severe famine.

Of course, this has the relationship that Cao Yun was cut off by Liu Han's army and taxes from other places could not be transported into Beijing, but the continuous outbreak of drought locusts around Luoyang must also be a major factor.

In this severe drought, Henan is most likely the hardest hit area.

Compared with Henan, Bingzhou, Jizhou, Yangzhou, and Jingzhou may not be so serious.

This is really a great Jin who is going to die, and there is no way.

God won't even help you! Have you done anything that upset God?

The disaster from the sky completely collapsed Luoyang, which could barely hold on, and the balance of strength between Jin and Hungary changed significantly - in an agricultural society, the damage caused by drought and locust plague may far exceed the losses on the battlefield, and it is purely a dimensionality reduction blow.

"In this world, everyone is just protecting themselves, as long as they stay up until May and slowly harvest the wheat, what are you afraid of?" Yang Xianrong tilted his head to look at Shao Xun and asked.

"Relying on one Guang Chengze alone, you can't beat the Huns." Shao Xun made a joke: "If Luoyang can't hold it, I'm afraid I'm going to run away with you." ”

"Take me...... Running alone? Yang Xianrong asked softly.

After saying that, his face was slightly red.

Shao Xun stretched out his hand and slowly approached Yang Xianrong's lips.

"You ......" Yang Xianrong wanted to shrink back, but as if he couldn't exert half of his strength, he was completely frozen.

Shao Xun wiped the mulberry juice from the corner of her mouth and said, "I will definitely bring you." ”

Yang Xianrong's face was like that early morning on the first day of last year, blood red and blood-red.

"Have you figured it out?" Yang Xianrong buried his face in his arm and asked in a muffled voice.

"Think of what?" Shao Xun was puzzled.

Yang Xianrong turned his head, looked at the bottom of the mountain, and said softly: "If you provoke me, all the messy women in the family will be dismissed." ”

Shao Xun's hand retracted as quickly as if he had been electrocuted, pillowed behind his head, looked at the white clouds in the distance, gently shook the recliner, and stopped talking.

A mist appeared in Yang Xianrong's eyes.

She was really aggrieved.

Born in a famous family, you are still a queen, and you are still not satisfied......

But soon, she remembered that in the shadow of the sword and sword in the Taiji Palace, Shao Xun said to her, "Don't be afraid."

I also remembered that when she fled to Liang County, Shao Xun put on armor and held a sword, and stood guard outside the door all night to calm her frightened mind.

I also remembered that in the New Year, Shao Xun used his cracked fingers to prepare firecrackers for her in the cold wind.

He also remembered that he personally told her, "What used to be will not happen again."

Yang Xianrong was a little confused again.

"Life is impermanent." Shao Xun suddenly said, "For example, this pandan—"

As he spoke, Shao Xun got up and walked to the railing, pointed to the bluegrass outside, and said, "Born between spring and summer, elegant and delicate, with outstanding demeanor. However, from summer to autumn, the days become shorter. When the autumn wind rises, the years are shaken down......"

"You're laughing at me?" Yang Xianrong glared at him.

"I'm talking about myself." Shao Xun walked up to her and said softly: "Life is impermanent, and no one can predict what will happen in the future. I have a lot to do, I have a lot of ambition, and I have some woman's kindness to save the world, to save the lives of many people. I don't know how long the war with the Huns will take, but one day I will be defeated and killed. Just like this pandan, at the beginning of the orchid is lonely and outstanding, and finally it is scattered into mud, and the fragrance is nothing. ”

"I really don't dare to provoke Queen Hui, the minister has retired, and I will go to see the embankment in a while."

"The embankment was built by Empress Hui sent people to supervise, or it can save many people, and the ministers are grateful."

With that, he turned around and went down the mountain.

When he got down the mountain, he quietly wiped the sweat from his forehead.

Yang Yang hasn't figured it out yet, so it's better to go to Princess Fanyang and sit there.

Of course, this is a joke.

Shao Xun soon came to the garrison of the Silver Spear Army and began to train the sergeants.

There is no way to do natural disasters, and what can be done has been done.

If possible, he would like this year's theme to be drought relief, but it is clear that this is wishful thinking.

The history of mankind is a history of war.

Fighting each other is the main theme.

If the Huns are coming, then come, it's a big deal to kill them quickly. Let people like Liu Yuanhai take advantage of the fire to rob them, your people are a bunch of shit.