Teacher Qin's work force was a central inspection team, and he had no right to make decisions. County Magistrate Fan kept him for food. First, the Yongding River in the county might be able to use them, and second, they were sent by the court after all... But Fan Lin did not flatter and gave bribes, and acted cautiously. According to Jia Cong's words, his business trip was a decision made by the cabinet, and the emperor did not really pay attention. In the Battle Department, other officials, officials, etc., they all hoped that he would get out so that they could take over his position.

Unable to compare with the real imperial envoy, Magistrate Fan didn't have to welcome him and arranged accommodation in the headquarters. On the way back, there was a curfew at night, the lights were dim, the cold wind blew the wine cover, and the sky was gloomy. Qin Ye's depressed and unsuccessful face occasionally showed a little sigh: "Cong'er, the scholar Luo is quite powerful in the local area. Maybe it's better if there are people in the court, so it's better not to collide."

"Don't worry, the students will be sensible." Jia Cong's eyes rolled, not considering it: Be careful, if others come to the door, he will not be the turtle of Yongdinghe and shrink his head. The most important thing is to know yourself and your enemy, and only then can he find ways to counterattack him when he sees the move.

"This student..." Qin Ye has been an official for many years, so how could he not see Jia Cong's thoughts? He knew that the student had not listened to the words. He thought to himself: "Okay, he just didn't cause trouble first... This kind of mind can protect my children after I return to the West..."

Several rooms on the second floor of Jubaoxuan have become temporary residences for them. Qin Ye and one room on the left, Qin Keqing in the middle, Jia Cong and Qin Zhong in the right, and the other rooms have servants and craftsmen.

All the imperial envoys who traveled in the court have been ringing gongs to open the way, holding the ceremonial power, carrying the sedan chairs at eight... Qin Ye is so cold.

Teacher Qin checked Jia Cong and Qin Zhong's homework and reviewed it. The two of them returned to their room and silently understood it for a while. Jia Cong directly put aside the eight-part essay... Qin Zhong fell asleep, and he lay on the desk and wrote a plan to control the river.

As a literary and historical enthusiast and science student, he has historical experience, modern strategies and strong logic to learn from.

The most famous water control expert in the Ming Dynasty was Pan Jixun, who proposed "building dikes to bind water and using water to attack sand". He told Qin Ye that Teacher Qin also agreed with this method. According to logic, this responsibility was Jia Zheng of the Dushui Department, but Jia Zheng really couldn't do things, ignored civil affairs, and only knew empty talk. Qin Ye of the Construction Department had some experience...

The heroes of water management in the early Qing Dynasty included Zhu Zhixi, Yang Fangxing, Jin Fu, Qi Sule, etc., which were very effective. After Yang Fangxing resigned, his family was left with a clean official. Jin Fu was the biggest hero of water management in the Qing Dynasty. He used the "Separation and Blocking Method" and "Chuan-style" and added the Prince Taibao. Their experience has been learned from later generations.

There are also double-layer gates in the late Qing Dynasty, which were practiced by Zhou Shengjun when he developed Tianjin South and are now used. Unfortunately... Shengjun has been developing Tianjin for twenty years and has left a fertile field, but was transferred to the Sino-Japanese War of 1894-1895...

The most important thing to say is the execution strength of the court. No matter how good the method is, if there is no suitable person, it will be useless.

Jia Cong's strategy for river management mainly focuses on three points: First, take advantage of the situation and adapt to local conditions, and the plan cannot be unchanged. Second, the grassroots management system of river workers implements the river war system, the fortress, the chaser, and the gate system. Third, the departure responsibility system of river officials... He cannot guarantee that the latter two are implemented, but these two are undoubtedly crucial and more important than the river management itself.

After the plan was completed, he copied two copies, a total of three copies. He planned to give Qin Ye two copies, and asked him to transfer one copy to County Magistrate Fan, and the third copy was passed to the inspector Liu Dongsheng through the post station. Jia Cong had no right to use the post station, but he could use the name of Qin Ye. In this era, household registration was extremely strict, and leaving his hometown required roads, scholars did not need it, and Qin Ye and Jing officials were not required to go on business trips.

Jia Cong thought about it and planned only the general direction, and the specific details must be inspected on-site. He was going to visit Yongding River in person tomorrow and ask. This was definitely not an unnecessary move: First, help Qin Ye. Second, repay Liu Dongsheng. Third, increase the impression of Magistrate Fan, killing three birds with one stone.

Qin Zhong on the left bed yawned. Qin Ye just asked Qin Zhong to test the water next year. He had little hope for his biological son. After all, he could not compare to Jia Cong's intelligence and character. Qin Keqing came in after taking a shower. Summer and autumn were warm and clean. She must wash every day, otherwise she would not be able to stand it. She was graceful and graceful. She held up bamboo paper with both hands and looked at it: "The brushwork has been improved."

Looking at the contents on the paper again, Qin Keqing's beautiful eyes were surprised, and he wanted to speak but stopped. He couldn't speak anymore. At first, he was amazed, and then he silently opened the window, looked up at the galaxy in the sky, and smiled: "What a beautiful Milky Way."

Jia Cong came over and looked over and saw a Milky Way running through the sky, extremely dazzling. He raised his hand and pointed: "Senior Sister, look at Vega. The area where he is located is a piano. Some people say that it is Lyra. The Avalokites on the other side of the river envelops the area like a sky eagle, which is Aquila, and there is also a Cygnus there. Are these three brightest stars connected to a big triangle..."

Qin Keqing looked for a long time: "Sure enough, there is one of the brightest ones in the north."

"That's the North Star. The four stars are connected together, and they are the four corners of the night sky..."

"How did you know?"

"Look more, listen more, remember more."

Qin Keqing's body smelled of soap horns: "Junior brother, do you think, can the Cowherd and the Weaver Girl meet? That Queen Mother is so cruel..."

"Of course," Jia Cong replied, but thought to himself: "How is it possible? The Cowherd and the Weaver Girl are separated by many light years, not even ten years, let alone once a year..."

Qin Keqing tidied up his bedding and went out. Qin Zhong quietly pulled his shoes off the bed, lay on the edge of Jia Cong's bed, shyly, and whispered: "Zi Li, Senior Brother has a good idea."

"You said." Jia Cong stared at his charming face as charming as his daughter.

Qin Zhong's face turned red: "You are not allowed to laugh at me. I have an older sister, I am my brother-in-law, and you also have an older sister, who is a good friend. In the future, my sister will marry you and your sister will marry me. I am your brother-in-law, you are your brother-in-law, I am your brother-in-law, and you are also my brother-in-law... Isn't it fun?"

Jia Cong was stunned and suddenly knocked on Qin Zhong’s forehead: “Do you have all your hair?”

Qin Zhong touched his crotch and said embarrassedly: "Not yet."

"Let's talk about it when the hair is growing." Jia Cong glared: "If you can make the county exam next year and the government exam will pass, I can consider it."

"No lying?" Qin Zhong immediately became refreshed, fighting spirited and screamed.

"Whoever deceives people is the puppy?" Jia Cong went to bed after exercise and exhaled loudly, making him feel ridiculous for a moment, but... Qin Zhong's proposal seemed very operational...

...

"The county master, this time, the Ministry of Revenue of the court has allocated 1 million yuan to the Ministry of Works. The county has 200,000 yuan, and the county master is prepared?" Luo Guoqi was in the county's flower hall, behaved elegantly and drank with Fan Lin.

Yanzhao has been very bold since ancient times. Luo Guoqi often traveled to Shuntian Prefecture, Jizhou, Zhuozhou, Bazhou, and even Jinnan. He has footprints. He is full of tricks and does not serve as an aide. He asks for a thousand taels of money. With his tough backstage... The officials of prefectures and counties flock to him. Luo Guoqi is proud of this and has long since stopped calling Mr. Fan Lin. Sometimes he even ate the plaintiff and the defendant. After a few years, he has received no less than hundreds of thousands of taels of money. The academician is simply invisible...

Local river management involves destroying civilians, serving, and donating money. The scholars and juren have the right to interfere, but Fan Lin refused: "How many river workers do you want to arrange for incoming?"

Luo Guoqi nodded, bowed, and flew away with a Confucian shirt. Magistrate Fan’s face was gloomy. Ma Dianshi came in and said with his ears: “The county master, the corruption of the Hegong Consul, was founded by the Shunchao. There is no need to worry. Moreover, Luo Xiucai and Shuntian Shecang have his people. The county master does not need to offend him. Next year will be a big exam in the court. His backstage is in the Ministry of Personnel’s examination, and it is too late to give gifts!”

"However, if the river is delayed, who can get rid of the relationship? Don't forget that there are Jinyiwei Tiqi everywhere in Shuntian Mansion... What should I do if I am embarrassed on both sides?" County Magistrate Fan remained silent.

Ma Dianshi smiled coldly and looked up at the calligraphy and paintings on the north wall of the flower hall. Magistrate Fan also looked up and said word by word: "You are confused, I am confused, everyone is confused, it is rare to be confused!"

After saying that, the two laughed. The next morning, Magistrate Fan continued to patrol the river and met with Qin Ye. Seeing Bi Jiacong's planning, Magistrate Fan sighed: "This son can become a cadre official." Qin Ye did not comment, and he thought Fan Lin's evaluation was still low.

Luo Guoqi entered the city this time to arrange a trusted person to lead the river management, so that the materials were inferior as good as the good, and then lied about the number of greed, which was exactly the same as arranging people to enter the social warehouse. His private house was located in the east of Yongchang Gate, covering dozens of acres. When he returned to the hall, Luo Jieban arranged one by one: "Luo Wen, ask the matchmaker Li Qima to go to Jubaoxuan Inn to propose marriage..."

"Luowu, river management, you are one of the leaders of river workers. Now go to the county government to meet Lijia, you know what to do."

"Yes!" The slave Luo Wen and Luo Wu said goodbye.

Luo Guoqi took a bath, burned incense, put on casual clothes, ordered the two maids he bought to take off their clothes, one pushed him with his chest and the other held him with his mouth. He sat high on the chair, rolled up his three-foot long sleeves, dipped in ink and stroked his pen, first wrote a few pieces of paper, and then wrote a river management plan. County Magistrate Fan didn't use it, but he had to use it.

...

The Shun Dynasty followed the Lijia system of the Ming Dynasty. At the grassroots level, ten households were used as one a. The length of the a.m., one hundred and ten households, that is, the eleven Jias were used as one a.m., the length of the a.m.

The summer rain continues, and the river bank below Lugou Bridge has no knees.

The ancients also knew that willow trees were planted along the coast, and they were green and green.

There is a mountain pass in the south of the city, facing the village and town, and the gates, burrows, and burrows, and the dams are not designed.

"Song Lichang, are the materials transported by the river workers all flowers, willows, and earthworks?" Jia Cong changed into coarse linen clothes and asked loudly, the sound of rain and noise was too noisy.

"Poor this child, with a tender skin, was recruited to serve. The government is really a jackal..." Song Lichang thought Jia Cong was serving, and replied: "Yes, he used willow trees, firewood, orange poles, and pile ropes, collectively called shovels. However, this is customized and must be made as the county magistrate said... Poor child, you can move those small ones."

An old man said: "The people of Jiangnan still use reeds."

After dealing with it for a while, Jia Cong recorded it and secretly went to see the people build dams. Although the materials were backward, the technology was very skillful. Those strong people first put dry the accumulated water on the river bank, then rammed the land, inserted it into wooden piles, and groped the gaps with soil and lime.

Jia Cong also learned that the Yongding River, like the Yellow River, has four flood seasons: one is spring flood, and the ice accumulation in the beginning of spring. The second is peach blossom flood, the weather turns warmer and the water overflows. The third is summer, June and July, and the fourth is autumn, winter, September and October. This is not surprising that the Yongding River is flooding in spring this year.

As for floods alone, there are three types: overflow, crash, and collapse. Overflow means overflowing out of the embankment, and collapse means unstable dam. These two can be prevented, while crash cannot be prevented.

Looking at the civilians who were carrying and constructing, Jia Cong thought to himself: "It's true that the people are suffering, the people are suffering, the people are suffering."

Luo Wu, who was one of the consuls of the Hebei Consuls, also believed that he was a civil servant and came to be domineering. Shan Ziye came out to testify, so Luo Wu did not dare to be arrogant. Sun Fu hurriedly brought an oil umbrella over, but Jia Cong didn't care. Although the theory of river governance was immature in this time and space, it was still desirable in terms of technology.

Fortunately, the silt here is not serious, and if his plan is adopted, it will be safe. Thinking about it, as soon as the master and servant returned to the door of Jubaoxuan, he heard a sharp sound from the second floor. What happened? The master and servant looked at each other and couldn't help but be insidiously shocked.
Chapter completed!