Fan Zhi was grabbed to the palace, and his old husband didn't like the feeling of being forced. He was already old and didn't have much pursuit.

He was once a turbulent sea of ​​water. He was a person who had seen the Milky Way. He was content to be able to sit firmly in this chaotic world for five years.

"Champion Hou, I want to support my grandchildren, can't I beg for my grandchildren?"

The old husband's tone was plain, but everyone could feel the aggrievance and resentment.

Ye Hua's expression was as usual. He stared at the toes he was put on the carriage, his eyes straight and indifferent to his bones.

"Mr. Fan, do you know the five surnames and seven sects?"

Fan Zhi paused for a moment, and suddenly lowered his old face, "Champion Hou, if you think I have any involvement with those people, just catch me and do the trick! Don't beat around the bush!"

"Hahaha!"

Ye Hua laughed and mocked, "Mr. Fan, you will not have any substantial relationships with those people. After all, the former Prime Minister is really shameless to get involved with a bunch of fakes! But you know what they are doing!" Ye Hua's tone became particularly stiff and cold, and Fan Zhi's old face was not good-looking.

"You not only know, but also know many things that outsiders don't know, and you can even talk to them!"

Fan Zhi swallowed and spitted, saying "Champion, if you want to confuse me, I can only accept it calmly!"

"No!"

Ye Hua said decisively: "I invite my old husband to come here, just to let you pass a message in the middle... I don't believe that scholars in the world are all confused. Some people are under the banner of reviving the aristocratic family to win people's hearts. They are the ones who deserve to be damned. If they hurt the innocent and damage the gentle vitality of the Great Zhou, that would be bad!"

When Fan Zhi heard this, he suddenly wanted to laugh.

"Champion Hou, do you still care about Swen Yuanqi?"

Ye Hua shrugged, "Why don't I care? Don't forget, I am a disciple of Grand Master Feng!"

Fan Zhi was so choked that he didn't know what to say, so he could only sigh, "It seems that Grand Master Feng did a great thing for the sake of scholars!"

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"Your Majesty, according to the inquiry, Fu Zhaoyuan and Fu Zhaoshou have indeed been wronged. The so-called Fu family manor is no longer owned by them." Ye Hua said with a bow.

Chai Rong's face looked ugly, "It's not theirs, why did it spread the news of the Fu family? Who spread rumors in the middle and framed important officials? So unscrupulous, do you think I'm a decoration?"

The emperor was angry and framed himself as accused him of being a man of his own. He was so brave that he clearly did not take him as the emperor!

"Your Majesty, I think the current priority is not the Fu family's business. They are a little wronged, so it's nothing!"

"Hmph! The Fu family is an important official in the court. They are not important, who is important?"

Ye Hua raised his head and said to Chai Rong: "The people are all the people!"

"Ye Qing, what do you mean?"

"Your Majesty, I think it is urgent to check the Yellow River and find out what happened to the river embankment! This time, the dike was dug and flooded a half of the county. If there is another dangerous situation next time, will more people be affected?"

When Chai Rong heard this, he was indeed more important.

He immediately stood up, "Ye Qing, you and Xianggong Fan, accompany me to the Yellow River embankment to take a look, and leave now!"

The three king and his ministers, with a thousand guards, left Yecheng on horseback, and ran for more than half a day to arrive at the Yellow River embankment north of Huazhou.

The surging Yellow River is like a giant dragon lying on the ground, lying across in front of you, very conspicuous.

Ye Hua once visited the river embankment in Huayuankou area. In comparison, in this section of Huazhou, the hanging river is more obvious. The land at the high ground of the river embankment, and the mud and sand are hanging on everyone's heads. There is a possibility that the embankment will be destroyed at any time!

This pressure is real and makes people feel depressed.

Chai Rong simply came down from the war horse and walked on the mud-water land. His boots with dragon patterns were soon covered with sticky yellow mud.

The same is true for Ye Hua and Fan Zhi. The three kings and ministers walked up to the dam step by step.

I leaned down and looked down. There was not much water in the river. After the autumn flood, the Yellow River returned to peace. Only a little water flow was left, slowly passing by, and it was extremely well-behaved.

It won’t take long before the cold weather freezes the river surface, forming a spectacular scene of thousands of miles of ice, snow falling from thousands of miles of snow, and the river is rising and falling.

They stood on the north bank of the river and looked south. They could clearly see that many ants-like men were busy. On the south bank, there were several gaps, which were exactly what Zhao Pu ordered to dig.

The people need to block the river bank as soon as possible and must be completed before the river is frozen, otherwise the construction will not be possible in winter. When the spring is coming next year, there will be a flood, and no one can stand the misfortune of two floods within a year.

Without the government's call, the civilians on the south bank of the river took the initiative. The court sent a lot of cement. The people were finally relieved. At least the river embankment next year should be safe and sound!

Standing on the river bank, Chai Rong easily understood Zhao Pu’s thoughts.

He dug up the river bank in the south and flooded many people, completely out of helplessness.

Because if you don’t dig the south bank, you have to dig the north bank. On the north bank, there are not only the manors of those rich families, but also the Yongji Canal!

Yongji Canal was built by the Great Zhou Dynasty to communicate with the northern transportation artery and make great contributions in the battle to restore Yanyun.

This time, the attack on the Northern Han Dynasty and the destruction of Hedong also relies on the transportation function of Yongji Canal.

If the river water is allowed to flow northward, flood the Yongji Canal, or cause river siltation and can't pass through ships, it will affect the war ahead.

It is reasonable for Zhao Pu to choose to dig and release floods on the south bank of the river. Not only is it innocent, but it also has a contribution!

After Chai Rong saw it, he looked back suddenly, glanced at the north shore, and looked down from a high place... Tian Lianqianmo, and the house was like that.

Neat farmland manors, one by one, fertile land, and a developed irrigation system, divert water from the Yellow River and Yongji Canals and irrigate the land.

For the same piece of land, with irrigation and without irrigation, the output will be at least 50%.

Don’t think that Chai Rong is a emperor who is not in the world.

In his early years, he did business in the north and south, and not only talked about selling tea, but also knew some river engineering and water conservancy. Once, he led his troops and encountered the river channel being destroyed. Chai Rong did not say anything, but after checking, he took out a drawing. The people below followed the construction and the river transportation was restored.

So Chai Rong is not a layman!

He got off the river bank, flew on his horse, and checked several villages in a row.

It was not until dark that the war horses were stopped. Chai Rong suddenly discovered that he had no villages and no shops in the back. It was completely deserted and desolate.

"Just set up a camp here and spend one night!"

The guards under his command immediately went to camp and prepare dinner.

Ye Hua and Fan Zhi accompanied Chai Rong and sat by the bonfire.

Ye Hua held a bamboo stick in his hand and tender lamb skewed on it. His cooking skills were pretty good, and he mastered the heat. He was roasted until it was burnt in a short while, and the grease dripped into the bonfire, and small balls of black smoke rose.

Chai Rong had no appetite at all, so he simply didn't move. He was just sulking and had a bad mouth and a stranger. Don't approach anyone. Fan Zhi didn't dare to move, so he could only stare at Ye Hua's barbecue.

"Your Majesty, no matter how big the matter is, you must eat your stomach first."

Chai Rong snorted, snatched Ye Hua's roasted meat, and said in a muffled voice: "Let me give you ten sheep in the future!"

Ye Hua is helpless!

He can't put Chai Rong on the fire and roast it!

There was no way, Ye Hua had to roast it again. Finally, the meat was about to cook, but he found Fan Zhi was staring at him!

God is pitiful to see that the gentleman of Xianggong Fan is far away from the kitchen, and he will never help him if he has poured the oil bottle in his life. It is never possible to rely on him to do it himself and have enough food and clothing.

There is no way, in front of others, you have to do something that respects the elderly and loves the young.

Ye Hua could only bear the pain and gave the roasted lamb to Fanzhi, and then continued to roast it himself.

By the time he ate the barbecue, his stomach was already roaring.

But Chai Rong was full at this time and finally spoke.

"I've seen it. Although there is no problem in digging the south bank to discharge the flood, the flood discharge area on the north bank of the river is not empty at all and all of them have been occupied. Not only that, so many water diversion canals have been built, densely packed, and are the local governments blind? "

Chai Rong is really an expert. It is of course a good thing to build canals and irrigate.

But with too many canals and a large amount of diversion of river water will accelerate the accumulation of silt and sand... After seeing it, Chai Rong's scalp exploded. Even if he did not dig it open, the current situation of the Yellow River embankment will occur in three or five years.

The Yellow River has reached a point where it cannot be cured!

However, he saw that so much land was all the manors of large families... These people have always been able to manage rivers, but they cannot move our land.

How can I control the river if I just don’t move their land?

Chai Rong was furious and uncontrollable.

Ye Hua finally finished eating at this time. He wiped the oil from his hands and said seriously: "Your Majesty, the river channel in the lower reaches of the Yellow River is too high and it can't last long. If you want to get it once and for all, the best way is to choose the river channel again and dig a new river, which will naturally solve the flood."

Ye Hua was not talking nonsense, because decades later, the Yellow River collapsed and diverted the way, and the river flowed northward. In order to preserve the natural danger of the Yellow River, the Song Dynasty did not hesitate to oppose God. He tried to return to the river three times and forced the Yellow River to return to the old path. All of them failed (for details, please see the Song generals).

Ye Hua felt that the real problem exposed in this incident was how to manage the Yellow River... The best way was to dig a new river immediately, but now the problem was that if you want to do such a large project, you must requisition land and build a lot, and offend the great families in Hebei, which is inevitable.

Fan Zhi lowered his head and silently savored the taste of barbecue. It was really a mixture of flavors!

He glanced at Ye Hua, who was very embarrassed. You kid is really amazing. The situation of entanglement with the aristocratic family is too low. So, you just brought out the major matter of river management. Your Majesty cannot do anything. It's so high!
Chapter completed!