"Your Majesty, in the past few days, the civilians have measured the Jing River. The Jing River is a tributary of the Wei River. It has sufficient water sources, but the terrain is relatively low-lying. If it is to attract it to irrigate the farmland, the manpower and material resources will be consumed. It is difficult for the civilians to make a decision." On the banks of the Jing River, a craftsman came to Liu Xie and said with a wry smile.

"Master Pu is a master of this. In your opinion, when it comes to how to act, don't worry about the cost. No matter how hard it is, I cannot let my people starve to death due to drought." Liu Xie looked at the Jinghe River channel in front of him.

"Please look at your Majesty." Master Pu bowed and led Liu Xie to a sand table that was made by these masters, almost covering a range of hundreds of miles around Chang'an City.

"In my Chang'an area, the fertile fields must be counted on the west side of the city. However, if you want to lure the water of the Jing River for irrigation, you have to pass through this mountain. I estimate that at least eight giant keels are needed to pull the water of the Jing River up the mountain, and then dig a canal from the top of the mountain to directly lead here, and then use this place as the basis to irrigate all directions. However, this project alone, even if it is sufficiently manned, it will take a year, and I am afraid it will not be able to catch up with this year's spring plowing." Master Pu looked at Liu Xie and said with a wry smile.

"Then are there any other ways?" Liu Xie frowned. He was not afraid of hard work. It really didn't work. The army went to work together. As for money and grain, just like last year, the method of labor-for-relief can always be collected. However, Liu Xie couldn't wait this year. According to several old farmers, this year is a year of severe drought. The food and grass in the North Korean stockpile is about to bottom out, and it is impossible to get more food and grass to feed the more than two million people in Guanzhong.

"This method is better than that, it can bring blessings to future generations. If it can be achieved, the fertile soil in Chang'an will be enough to have a good harvest every year, regardless of whether the weather is good or not." Master Pu said: "There is another method, which may be easier, but it will be more labor-intensive!"

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"Here." Master Pu gave a slight bow, took a wooden branch, pointed eight points on the sand table, and drew eight lines: "Your Majesty can also dig eight tributaries of Jinghe River from eight places, and use these eight waters to surround Chang'an. People can easily bring water from these eight tributaries to irrigate. Moreover, in terms of Feng Shui, if the tributaries mentioned before can be opened, it will be a pilgrimage to the Nine Dragons."

"The master still understands Feng Shui?" Liu Xie asked with a smile.

"My Chinese civilization all comes from the theory of yin and yang and five elements. This craftsman also pays attention to Feng Shui in his journey." Master Pu explained with a smile.

"The Kowloon Pilgrimage." Liu Xie nodded and said, "No, it's not bad, but a year is too long. If these eight tributaries are about to start construction, I wonder how long it will take?"

"If it is manpower and material resources, it will take three months. The manpower consumed is probably ten times higher than what the common people said before." Master Pu bowed and said.

"Ten times?" Liu Xie frowned.

"No," Master Pu said at the 72 places where the water flows gather on the sand table: "Your Majesty can order people to dig from these 72 points at the intersection at the same time, connect them with these fulcrums, and then start construction along the way at the same time, and finally collude with Jingshui. Although the manpower is too consumed, if it goes well, you can catch up with the spring plowing."

Ten times!

According to Master Pu, at this moment, 300,000 or even more civilians will be recruited. The current population of Chang'an City is definitely not enough, and this is only Chang'an, 800 miles of fertile land in Qinchuan, and this is not enough in Chang'an. However, if all Qinchuan is to be irrigated, the water volume of Jinghe alone is probably not enough.

"Within three days, I want construction details." After thinking for a while, Liu Xie looked at Master Pu and said in a deep voice.

"Here!" Master Pu quickly took the order.

Liu Xie waved his hand and asked Master Pu and a group of craftsmen to study how to start construction. The enemy he is facing now is not any princes, but God. Time is too important to Liu Xie.

Master Pu and others went to study, and Liu Xie began to ask a group of old farmers what other needs besides water sources. If he wanted to improve agricultural productivity, he must further understand these things.

In his time, he lived in the city and was already out of touch with these things. After living for thirty years in his previous life, Liu Xie was a person who couldn't tell the difference between wheat and leeks. Naturally, he would not really want to be a farmer, but he hoped to improve productivity and bring some advanced concepts from later generations to this era.

There is no need to think about hybrid rice or something. It is not realistic, but it is not impossible to improve some work efficiency and thus increase yield.

"Your Majesty is worried about a severe drought this year?" As noon approached, Liu Xie finally stopped asking and let everyone disperse. Guo Jia stood beside Liu Xie and accompanied Liu Xie to look at the surging river water and asked.

"I no longer ask God to give mercy." Liu Xie nodded: "Maybe I will destroy my great man this day, but I will not sit back and wait for death."

When Guo Jia heard this, he didn't say anything, but his eyes were flashing with a little approval. Only such enterprising spirit and fearlessness of difficulties are a qualified king. At least Liu Xie's current performance satisfies him. As for God's will, so what?

"I am not afraid of natural disasters, nor the princes in the world, but what I worry most is the hearts of the people." Liu Xie sighed: "It is difficult to grasp the trade-offs of the family, the hearts of the army, and the hearts of the people. Now there are constant natural disasters. If I lose this hearts of the people again, I really don't know how long can I protect this great Han Dynasty?"

Guo Jia opened his mouth and looked at Liu Xie's not tall back, and couldn't help but sigh in his heart. The burden on Liu Xie, now, is really too heavy for a boy who has just turned eleven.

After thinking for a while, he said, "Your Majesty may be thinking too far."

"Maybe." Liu Xie nodded, turned his head to look at Guo Jia and said, "It is not omnipotent to use labor for relief. The court has no food. Han Sheng, Zilong and others want to return triumphantly, and it is afraid that it will not be a short-term achievement. Now it seems that I will lose my heart."

This is a bit cold, but Liu Xie has no other choice now.

"Stop! The saint is in front of you, how dare you be rude!" Just as Liu Xie and others were about to return to the palace, a sudden riot came from afar, followed by Taishi Ci's angry shout.

"It's the Huns." Guo Jia glanced at him, shook his head, looked at Liu Xie and smiled, "I've been miserably told again."

"Go and have a look." Liu Xie nodded, and took Guo Jia, Niu Geng and Wei Zhong forward, and was about to see Hu Chuquan and a Hun warrior fighting with the guards brought by Taishi Ci.

"You can't stop!" Liu Xie took a deep breath and shouted sternly.

When Taishi Ci heard this, he slapped the crescent halberd in his hand and shook Hu Chuquan. If it were not for the identity of the other party's envoy, with Taishi Ci's ability, this strike would be enough to make Hu Chuquan open and break his stomach. However, the other party was a Hun envoy after all, Taishi Ci did not kill him, but just shook the other party back with the crescent halberd pole. At the same time, with an order, a group of guards quickly retreated and protected Liu Xie.

"Hu Chuquan, what are you doing?" Liu Xie frowned and looked at several guards with bruised noses and swollen faces. His eyes turned cold and he shouted sternly.

"Your Majesty." Hu Chuquan suppressed his anger, looked at Liu Xie, and said in a deep voice: "I, the Huns, came here with great sincerity, hoping to marry the great man. Even if Your Majesty is not sure, why bother to deceive me?"

"How do you say this?" Liu Xie said in confusion with confusion.

"Your Majesty!" Hu Chuquan's eyes seemed to be about to spit out fire: "Xiao Wang has heard that Princess Wansheng has no such person at all. Your Majesty simply wanted to pick a woman to marry my Shanyu. Such actions are really a great insult to our Xiongnu Shanyu!"

"Who said there was no such person? Who told you this?" Liu Xie lazily raised his eyelids.

"Yes..." Hu Chuquan looked at Liu Xie in a calm state: "Anyway, it was what the people in the court said, Your Majesty doesn't need to ask too much, I, the Huns, are the most loyal."

"It is a good thing to be loyal, but sometimes, don't be used as a gun!" Liu Xie shook his head helplessly: "According to you, no matter which princess I want to marry, I will be cheating on you."

"This..." Hu Chuquan was suffocated when he heard this.

"What is the benefit of me using this to deceive you?" Liu Xie shook his head and looked at Hu Chuquan with a look of being fooled by someone: "If I really don't want to marry you, and I have already arranged heavy troops on the straight road, even if you have 100,000 soldiers, you can't go straight, and you are just consuming money and food. I just don't want you and my friends to finally meet each other, causing the lives of the two countries to suffer. No matter who wins in the end, it will be of no benefit to you and me."

"Let me take a step back, even if I really pick a woman to marry, in name, she is still a great Han princess, representing my great Han royal family. What's the difference?"

"Of course there is a difference." Hu Chuquan said in a muffled voice, but he couldn't tell the difference.

"Okay, just think there is a difference. Go and call the person who told you this. I can confront him in person." Liu Xie waved his hand and said loudly: "Princess Wansheng, there is indeed someone. He is my aunt, Nian Fang Erba, the daughter of the King of Qinghe, Fang's name is Liu Fei, and there is someone else in the genealogy. Why are you lying to you?"

Guo Jia's mouth twitched a few times. There was indeed someone. However, when Xu You and others conspired to assassinate the late emperor, this person also participated and was sent to the frontier. Liu Fei had already died halfway through the journey. As for the title of princess, Liu Xie was the emperor, so just give her a title.

Looking at Liu Xie, who was so righteous and righteous, Hu Chuquan was a little stunned. Who was lying to me?

"Wizard King, I don't know who is hiding evil intentions and trying to stir up the friendship between you and me. But you have really been deceived. Otherwise, if you let that person come to confront me, you will have a conclusion. If he doesn't want to, then the Wizard King should be careful. After all, the Huns are my vassal state of Han. I think about the friendship between the two families, but there are many people in this court who don't want to meet with each other." Liu Xie patted Hu Chuquan's shoulder and said earnestly.
Chapter completed!