Mrs. Quanfu wants to leave

Chapter 217
Mr. Liu talked eloquently, as if he had personally experienced that period of history.

Taking Shen Nanxun all the way to the east, they walked around the artificial river and came to an open place where the river and water meet.

There was a bulge protruding from the water, and Shen Nanxun couldn't tell whether it was the original rock or it was manually pushed up later.

Master Liu introduced it happily again, "That's the Feisha Canal we built in the middle of the river."

Shen Nanxun had never heard of it. Most of the dams he had seen before were built on both sides of the river, and they were constantly heightened and reinforced to prevent floods from bursting in seasons with abundant water.

Master Liu talked about how the canal in the center of the river was built with stones, clay, straw, and bamboo cages. He also said that in the middle of the river, there were long bamboo cages filled with stones at the bottom of the river that could not be seen.

Let’s talk about how the Feisha Canal diverts water so that most of the water goes to the valley during the wet season, so as not to cause floods to the town. In the dry season, a large amount of water goes to the city, so that the town has enough water for irrigation.

He also talked about how the bamboo cages on the river bed allowed the sediment to settle down, and in the dry season, the sand boats were used to salvage the settled sediment.

The more Shen Nanxun listened to it, the more he admired him. After listening to Mr. Liu's introduction, he couldn't help sighing, "Mr. is a great talent."

Mr. Liu waved his hands again and again, "Such a large project can be done by one person. There are many folks who are experts in flood control and embankment repair. The people in Sichuan have been trapped by floods for many years. The bamboo cages are made by the people who spontaneously went up the mountain to cut bamboo. Made it up, the salvage during the dry season every year is also done by the people on both sides of the strait regardless of pay, rain or shine.”

Master Liu looked at the farmers walking on the embankment with farm tools.

"There are no troublesome people in the poor mountains and rivers, they are just too miserable, and they also want to live with dignity. As long as there is a little hope of living well, they will do their best to seize it."

It's hard for Shen Nanxun to disagree with this statement, and it's the same on the battlefield. As long as there is a glimmer of hope, the soldiers will always try their best.

Shen Nanxun couldn't say anything about asking for food, but as long as it was possible, farmers would not want to put a variety of grains in their hands, and they couldn't let the people go hungry. Shen Nanxun couldn't say this.

A thought flashed through Shen Nanxun's mind so fast that he barely caught it.

"In this way, Lord Liu seems to be very knowledgeable about fortifications." Shen Nanxun said.

Master Liu waved his hands again and again, "Research can't be called research, it's just reading more notes of predecessors."

"There has been a lot of rain in Zizhou recently, and the terrain in Zizhou has been flatter..."

"There has never been much precipitation in Zizhou, and there are not many dams." Master Liu answered immediately.

Shen Nanxun frowned, his heart was tugging.

The implication is that once there is too much rainfall in Zizhou, floods cannot be avoided no matter what, and there will be a major epidemic after a major disaster.

Shen Nanxun has already quickly figured out how to make a fuss with a series of things in case of a major epidemic after the flood in Zizhou, to give the opponent a blow and buy himself time.

But... Shen Nanxun couldn't bear to think of the innocent people who were hurt or even killed because of this.

The tension in his heart made Shen Nanxun not know how to respond to Master Liu's words for a while.

"Is it still too late to build dikes and dams?" Shen Nanxun's voice became rough when he opened his mouth.

Master Liu thought for a while and shook his head, "There is no dam in Zizhou, and building dikes during the flood season will get twice the result with half the effort. It is better to let the people move to higher places and build rocks, sandbags and sandbags at lower places to minimize casualties."

The prefect of Zizhou has no personal relationship with Shen Nanxun, but has a lot of contacts with the prefect of Lizhou. Shen Nanxun, the prefect of Lizhou, is still not familiar with him, but there is Mr. Xing, the salt and iron transfer envoy in Lizhou.

Shen Nanxun thought a lot for a moment, this good deed requires so many Taoists, it seems that he has to go to Lizhou Mansion when he goes back.

Walking all the way along the river, the Neijiang River gradually moved away from the Chongshan Mountains and flowed into the open land. Although high dams have been built, the cultivated fields close to the dams on both sides can be seen, this place has not been flooded for many years, if it is not the case , the plowing fields will not be so close to the dam.

Shen Nanxun looked at the mountains in the distance, a little unwilling to give up.

Back in the city, Shen Nanxun still said, "Master Liu has achieved remarkable results in governing the river, I admire it."

Master Liu blushed and said repeatedly, "Don't dare to be that."

"It's just that someone is puzzled about one thing, and I hope Master Liu can clarify."

"The next official must know everything."

"Chengdu's roads are mountainous, but there are many people..."

Mr. Liu was a little annoyed, "Could it be that my son forgot what I said in the afternoon that the trees on the mountain cannot be moved, and the mountain torrents will kill people."

Shen Nanxun signaled Master Liu to be calm, "Is there no way not to cut down trees?"

Master Liu pondered for a while, "Planting fruit trees?"

Shen Nanxun didn't expect this, "It's not impossible."

Master Liu quickly shook his head and denied his own thoughts, "Most of the mountains in Shudi are rocky mountains, even if they are soil, they are not deep. The bottom is full of stones, and there are stones mixed in. It is also very difficult to grow fruit trees."

"Can you plant something among the trees?" Shen Nanxun asked.

Master Liu silently thought about the crops that are often grown in Shu, "No, there is not much sunlight among the trees, so I'm afraid it would be a waste of work if I planted them."

Shen Nanxun was really unfamiliar with crops, and he couldn't tell why.

"There is a gentleman here who is very familiar with farming. If Mr. Liu doesn't dislike it, let him go and have a look. It would be a good thing if it can increase the harvest in Shu."

Even though he knew why Shen Nanxun was so enthusiastic, Lord Liu still couldn't refuse, not to mention once it was done, as long as he could support ten or eight more, Lord Liu was willing.

Shen Nanxun chatted with Master Liu until late at night, and did not take a break, but took advantage of the dark night and high winds to leave Fucheng. By dawn, he had almost left the boundary of Chengdu Fulu.

"Write a letter to Madam, let the Wei family find a way to get online, fund the construction of another courtyard or provide another courtyard."

"The same goes for the Zhao family. If you provide another courtyard for Xiunu to live in, you must make a big splash."

Lu Shun didn't ask why, and only obeyed orders.

Shen Nanxun rested for a while and continued to Lizhou Road.

And Lu Fenghe is already using Chaoshi, his throat has basically healed, and the blisters at the corners of his mouth have disappeared, but there are still some traces.

When Lu Fenghe received the post, she refused, and Zhao shi persuaded her a lot before she let it go.

That night, Cuizhi took Liu Ye'er to match Lu Fenghe's clothes and make-up for the next day, and Xiang Ya'er approached Lu Fenghe and told her little discovery.

"This servant thinks that Wei Niao should belong to the crown prince." Xiang Ya'er said.

Lu Fenghe frowned, "Someone wrote you a letter? Or did you see someone?"

Xiang Ya'er shook her head, "Not at all, this servant has seen the post earlier, it is said that the post was written by the second girl of the Wei family, how can I put it, the lady's post is slightly different from the wife's post, Wei Niao should be the same as the servant, They are all Mingwei."

Lu Fenghe had never cared about Shen Nanxun's bright guards and dark guards, so he was very curious.

Xiang Ya'er picked up some things to talk about and told Lu Fenghe.

"Most of the servants grew up in the Northwest, but not all of them are from the Northwest. People from all over the world are possible, and there are even foreigners."

　Suspended for three days due to some well-known reasons

　　
　
(End of this chapter)