Chapter 39 Young Master, let’s look at the future

Author: I love eating small fish

Chapter 39 Young Master, let’s look at the future

After finishing speaking, Yan Qingyao finally raised his head and looked at her.

She is a dark and thin little girl, very short, her hair is neatly combed and tied into a ponytail at the back of her head, and the prison uniform she is wearing is also dirty, so she looks like a prisoner.

The only thing that attracted him was her dark eyes, which were lonely and lonely, like an ancient pool that had been silent for thousands of years, with only an occasional flash of light and gold. They were so beautiful.

After a while, he waved, and Gao Lin brought a Kanyu map and put it on the desk. He spread it out: "The Jiaming River flows from the west side of the Zhongling Plain to the south, and is an authentic ground-hanging river for the entire Zhongling Plain.

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The entire terrain of the Zhongling Plain slopes toward the southeast from the Yulei Mountain at the mouth of the Jiaming River, with a steep slope and a drop of more than 500 meters.

Whenever the Jiaming River floods, the Zhongling Plain becomes a vast ocean, swallowing up fertile farmland and intruding on people's livelihood; when there is a drought, the land is bare for thousands of miles, with no harvest.

It is imperative to control the flooding in Jiaming River, not to mention that November is the rainy season and we don’t have much time.”

After finishing speaking, he raised his eyes and looked at Lu Anran, and several others also looked at her.

The wind blew from outside the curtain, causing the prison uniform on her body to sway into faint wavy lines. The whole person stood quietly like that, ordinary but giving people a sense of vastness. At this time, he spoke: "Yun

You come forward."

Lu Anran was worried that it would be difficult to explain without a map. He couldn't help but be surprised when he opened his mouth, but he didn't refuse. He walked directly to the desk, pointed at the Kanyu map and said:

"From here, we built a water-dividing weir with a water-dividing fish mouth to divide the Jiaming River into two parts. The outer river is the main stream of the Jiaming River, and the inner river supplies water for irrigation canals.

Baopingkou was built here to control the flow of the Neijiang River.

A flying sand weir was built between Yuzui and Baopingkou to overflow and discharge sand and pebbles.

When floods come, excess water from the inner river overflows from the top of the weir into the outer river. At the same time, a large amount of river pebbles are discharged to the outer river, which can reduce siltation in irrigation channels."

"The idea is good, but it is difficult to implement." A deep and deep voice sounded, with a somewhat elegant flavor.

Lu Anran turned around and saw a middle-aged man with a fan and a turban, slightly nodding to her, and then said: "The mouth of the treasure bottle you mentioned is Yulei Mountain on the left, Lidui Mountain on the right, and the rocks here are

Hard and difficult to drill.

If you want to break open this mountain for diversion, you need to hammer it for many years, and you won't be able to break this mountain for five or six years."

The others nodded secretly. As expected of General Yan, he was General Yan's wise man and could always point out the key points at the first opportunity.

"That's right," the goatee man nodded and agreed, "What does a yellow-haired little girl know about hydrology and geology? Go back and don't talk nonsense."

Lu Anran's eyelids were slightly closed, and a ray of cold light briefly disappeared under his eyes.

"Hey, Mr. Lu, please don't say that." Xing Yijiang smiled, shook the feather fan in his hand, and said, "She is just a child. If she can think of this, she must be involved in books. Congratulations."

Lu Hai's expression changed slightly, but the opponent was General Yan's number one think tank. He was no match for him, so he had no choice but to cup his hand and complimented, "Mr. Xing is right."

Xing Yijiang smiled, turned to look at Lu Anran, shook his feather fan slightly, "Little girl, what do you think?"

Lu Anran also smiled back: "What if we use fire to burn the rocks, then pour cold water or vinegar on them and then excavate?"

As soon as he said this, Xing Yijiang's swaying of the feather fan suddenly stopped. After thinking about it again and again, he couldn't help but look at Lu Anran in surprise.

Finally, he looked at Yan Qingyao, who happened to also look over. He nodded slightly and shook his feather fan slightly: "Sir, this plan is feasible. It can make the rock easily crack during thermal expansion and contraction, making it easier to excavate."

"What is the construction period?"

"If we carry out both ends at the same time, we can shorten the period by three years."

"Can it be done in two years?" Yan Qingyao murmured softly, then raised his eyes and glanced at Lu Anran who was standing in front of the case. She stood quietly like that, with a smile as light as water on her face. He

He raised his eyebrows slightly: "What's your name?"

"Lu Anran."

"What do you want?"

"Escape from slavery."

As soon as these words came out, everyone turned to look at her.

Yan Qingyao paused with his finger on the pen. To him, escaping from slavery was not a big deal, just a matter of words.

Looking at the little girl, a glimmer of interest flashed in his eyes: "But when you arrive at the exile, the documents will be delivered to you."

"Thank you." Lu Anran breathed a sigh of relief, and then said, "Can you give me a map of the Lingnan Exile Area?"

"Be bold!"

Before Yan Qingyao could say anything, Lu Hai immediately shouted and raised his eyebrows and said: "Is it possible for a little girl like you to ask for a map of the border defense map?"

Does this person have a grudge against me?

Lu Anran frowned slightly, but said nothing.

What she wanted was a map, not a border defense map. There was a difference between the two, and the difference was huge.

The former is insignificant, just like a modern world map, anyone can get a copy; the latter is crucial, it is a military map and cannot be obtained by non-key people.

Lu Hai putting such a hat on her head is tantamount to saying that she rebelled.

But he didn't say anything because none of the people present were fools, and it wasn't because they couldn't tell the difference between a map and a map.

Sure enough, as soon as Yan Qingyao waved his hand, Gao Lin took out a map and gave it to Lu Anran.

"Is there anything else you want?" Yan Qingyao said, his voice low and slightly magnetic.

Lu Anran shook her head: "No." If she wants to ask for it again, it means she doesn't know how to appreciate it.

"Gao Lin."

"Son."

"Send her back."

"yes."

Looking at the two people leaving, Yan Qingyao narrowed his eyes slightly, locking his deep gaze tightly on the thin figure. In his pupils, deep black vortexes were spinning rapidly. After a long time, he said: "How is this kid?"

Xing Yijiang's eyes hidden under his eyelids narrowed, and he withdrew his faint gaze on the girl, with an elegant expression:

"In ancient times, Gan Luo worshiped Prime Minister Zuo at the age of twelve. It can be seen that some people are born with so much wisdom that they are almost like monsters, and they cannot be envied."

One sentence set the tone for Lu Anran. Even Lu Hai, who wanted to sing the opposite, had to swallow his voice. The others were shocked and looked at each other with the people around them. This attributive seems too high?

Even though it was Yan Qingyao, when he heard Xing Yijiang's words, a ray of surprise flashed in his eyes. He turned his head and looked at Xing Yijiang.

The latter seemed to know what he meant, but did not explain it. He just smiled and said: "Sir, let's wait and see in the future."

On the other side, after Lu Anran was sent back to the tent by Gao Lin, he was greeted by worried greetings from the whole family.

Especially Mrs. Liu, who looked at her from head to toe at 360 degrees, and finally hugged her tightly: "Doudou, where have you been? Mom is almost worried about you."

Lu Anran patted Ms. Liu's back gently and comforted her: "Mom, I'm fine, I just went out for a walk."

"Doudou, you didn't say anything when you went anywhere. Look at your mother, she's crying." Ms. Chen said in a low voice.

"That's not true." Lu Xueqing also said something. After confirming that she was fine, he sat back and muttered: "I'm worried to death."

"Sister Doudou, have you seen my mother?" Just at this moment, the voice of Lu Qingyou (the eldest son of the fourth room) intervened.
Chapter completed!