When going to Lugou Bridge, it is not just about seeing the scenery, because Lugou Bridge is built on the Yongding River.

In fact, in ancient times, Lugou Bridge was already one of the eight scenic spots in Yanjing.

The Lugou Bridge has a long history and can be traced back to the Liao and Jin dynasties. However, the Lugou Bridge seen in later generations has been renovated many times. The Italian Marco Polo entered Beijing from here. He praised the largest arch bridge in North China. The Lugou Bridge is famous in Europe, and Europeans call it the "Marco Polo Bridge".

As for the Yongding River, it was formerly called Wuding River. Tang poetry said, "I am pitiful to the bones by the Wuding River, but I am still a person in the deep boudoir dream." In another time and space, Yongding River was renamed during the Kangxi period, and Shunchao was during the Kangjing period of the late emperor. The ancients called it the small Yellow River, Hunhe, Wuding, Wuding, and Never Determined, which shows the great flooding and disasters.

There is no need to worry in modern times, because the population explosion and excessive groundwater mining. Many places in modern Yongding River have dried up.

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The best time to admire the Lugou Bridge is before dawn.

In the late month, the west mountains are mist, there are few pedestrians, the stars are also rare, and the cold morning breeze is.

Jia Cong took Qin Keqing and walked along the arch bridge more than 200 meters, the Yongding River water passed under the bridge. Looking at the railings on both sides, stone lions and lions vary in size and shape.

"It's really beautiful. These little lions are so sweet." Qin Keqing burst out with a relaxed and loving smile and came out. All her sorrow, fear and fear were gone, and her slender jade fingers touched the little stone lions on both sides one by one.

Hundreds of years of history, the vicissitudes of rivers, ancient bridges, beauties, dawns, these are a complex and unspeakable feeling for him who have been a human being for two lives. A few hundred years later, will the Lugou Bridge Incident happen here? He looked at the Chuixi Mountain: "Yes, senior sister, our nation is so great. Look at the bridge holes, rivers, and lions, how I hope they will last forever."

There are four or five hundred lions on Lugou Bridge, including male, female, large, and small. Qin Keqing leaned his waist and looked down at the bridge. Because it was summer, the rain was raining and the river seemed turbid. She sighed: "It's a pity that the beauty is not enough."

"Well, but I believe that the river can be cured. Our dynasty has no shortage of capable people and talented officials. All we lack is... the operation of officials." Jia Cong said: "Think about it, there is no river yamen in Yongding River. It only relies on local governance and the court allocates funds to avoid disaster victims and riots. This is effective."

"Yes, although I don't understand national affairs, my father is specializing in water conservancy and construction, and there are those workers. They should have a solution." Qin Keqing looked back, Jia Cong was still observing the Lugou Bridge and the river, as if he was calculating something. She only knew that this junior brother was a little bitch, smart, calm, and good at studying... He dared not think that he knew everything.

She likes her junior brother very much, she doesn't complain, blames others, is studious, motivated, diligent, and actively enters the world. She doesn't know her own, because their family treats her junior brother as a very good and close person. She is a woman who can't help him, so she can't thank her, so she can only discuss the eight-legged essays with him, manages life, and make him more profitable. The junior brother has made great efforts to relieve her, but how could she not know about the rumors after she left her?

"I have passed the "History of Ming Dynasty" and "Dashun Huidian" in this time and space. There are no river management experts in this world, Pan Jixun and Jin Fu... And the Yongding River is similar to the Yellow River. It is also a silt accumulation of silt on the Loess Plateau, and the river channel is not serious in the upper reaches. It is mainly the North China Plain. Have they used the method of shaving water and double-layer gates? If not, I will have a place to use it..."

Although he loved literature and history, Jia Cong was a real science student in his previous life, and he still had some knowledge of chemistry and physics... Another thing is that the pattern of rice in the south and wheat in the north has changed. Has rice been planted in the north significantly? Is there any development in southern Tianjin? Is the small-stop rice formed? These are all major events that benefit the country and the people... Even if he has no power now, there is Qin Ye and Liu Dongsheng, who will come, and can be used as a reward for Liu Dongsheng's kindness.

"Senior sister, it's almost dawn. Let's go back and go to the stall to have something to eat. I don't know if Jingqing has gotten up. Haha, a lazy person!" Jia Cong was relieved of Qin Keqing, and saw it from her heart's smile.

"Yeah." Qin Keqing saw everything that was novel. She had been staying in the mansion for 17 or 18 years. She only visited temple fairs when she was a child. Now, if she changed her method, she was extremely happy to be able to show up in public.

The morning light hides behind the mist, and the clouds, orange, green, black, blue, and the mountains are undulating. The majestic Lugou Bridge spans the Yongding River, and to the east is a majestic Wanping and majestic nation.

The peddler's hawking, the rolling sound of garbage and manure bins in the city, and the smell of buns and steamed buns, it was another fresh day.

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In the market outside Shunzhi Gate, under the small pergola, Qin Keqing was reserved for eating, "It turns out that my junior brother likes to eat sour..."

"Yes, it's good to eat sour food in hot weather." Jia Cong finished eating sour plum soup and Yangchun noodles and paid the copper plate. Qin Tong and Sun Fu stood far away, so naturally they were worried that the lady and the young master went out alone.

On the stone brick floor, a crowd came over, and pedestrians moved away. They were led by the yamen runners wearing official uniforms and people from three squads and six cottages to the west to the Yongding River. These people were strong people, brave villagers, and prisoners, and they heard people talking about it to clear the river.

Jia Cong saw the "Taoist Priest" with his beard and eyebrows, setting up a stall on the roadside to tell fortunes, pretending to be a fairy-like person. He invited him to dinner. When Kuang Liuhe saw that no one was telling fortunes, he came over with a guise. The two of them chatted, and Qin Keqing silently left his eyes. Kuang Liuhe introduced himself: "I have a surname, Kuang's name, Liuhe, and his name is both good at prose and has a good name. He is a Wanping family. Because he was poor since childhood, he had to tell fortunes for his career..."

"Have you read the Four Books?" Jia Cong knew that there were many miserable people, and he was also a miserable person in his previous life. If he was not worth helping, he would not help. There were many miserable people in the world. If he had the ability in the future, of course he had to do it. His philosophy was very simple. If he was poor, he would be safe and he would be able to help the world.

Kuang Liuhe was only in his teenage years: "I have read the four books and learned the eight-legged essays. I have suffered from the difficulties of my family. My mother was ill and I personally served her. She was short of money and couldn't find her."

Jia Cong tested his four books for a few words, and he had real talents and plans, and asked again: "Do you think the seven sons of Youyan and the first-hand Luo Guoqi in Youyan are very famous?"

"He is the seven most famous young and backward people in Zhili Province. Luo Guoqi ranks fifth, which is the ranking of those who are good at it... Luo Guoqi is very famous and has also been heard by the people. He would rather provoke the King of Hell than provoke great things. He is also from Wanping. He was also a native of Wanping. He took first-class students, but failed the two provincial examinations and worked in litigation sticks for full-time jobs and obtained countless money. He must have a backstage, otherwise how could Shuntian Prefecture School sit on him as a litigation stick without eliminating his fame?" Kuang Liuhe said while eating. Jia Cong didn't care about his cheating money yesterday, which made him feel good.

Jia Cong thought silently, Youyan's seven sons? Youyan's first story? So awesome. Not to mention anything else, he must know this Youyan's first story. He waved to Sun Fu over, and Jia Cong generously donated the gift of Kuang Liuhe twenty taels, asking him to review the four books and take the county examination next year. Kuang Liuhe refused, Jia Cong persuaded him with kindness, and Kuang Liuhe left thankfully.

"I have no worries about food and clothing since I was a child, but when I came out, I realized that there are many people in the world, which is difficult." Qin Keqing fanned the wind.

"There is even more difficult." Jia Cong wiped his sweat: "I just did it with it. If he was a talent that could be created, he would not be able to use it for me. Senior sister, I am very eager to get fame. Without fame, I can't do anything."

"You must do it." Qin Keqing said gently: "Don't oppress yourself too much. You have to eat one bite at a time, and you have to walk step by step. I am an official woman, so Luo Guoqi dare not do anything."

As he was talking, the streets suddenly became in chaos, and a large and thick civilian ran wildly. Behind, Ma Dianshi from Wanping County Yamen brought several yamen runners to chase him. The strong man came and went like the wind and didn't run outside the city. He ran into Shunzhi Gate. The gatekeeper was shocked. Before he could react, Ma Dianshi was furious: "Are you pigs? The untouchables who cleared the river escaped, why don't you catch them?"

"Fourth Master, I went in before I could see clearly..."

Dianshi is the fourth in charge of the county government, and his duties are criminal prisons and arrests. He is known as the Fourth Master. He also has a county magistrate, county magistrate, and chief clerk.

Qin Keqing widened his eyes. It was really that Liu Laolao entered the Grand View Garden. Everything was strange. Jia Cong exclaimed: "That strong man is so fast! Although Sun Fu is smart, he doesn't know how to do martial arts. I would have such a bodyguard!"

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At the post station along the Yongding River, a general flag officer said: "Mr. Yu, I have explored the clearance. Gu'an magistrate Li Fengxiang has no choice but to wait for the imperial court to allocate funds. The magistrate of Wanping is better, but he should be confused or confused."

"Isn't it just like being an official? I think of danger, retreat, change, people's hearts, and public opinion are always the last one. For them, political achievements, three-year small test and six-year big test are the most important. Let's check it carefully and check it out. After this imperial mission, maybe Long live the emperor's face is happy. The small flag raises the general flag and the general flag is raised by a hundred households. I can do a thousand households in one go!" Yu Biao carefully used a silk handkerchief to wipe the embroidered spring sword, his eyes were full of indifference to life. Even if there was no dust on the knife, he still blew it.

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Chapter completed!