The spring thunder sounded, and the water of the sky overturned.

Yingtian City did not directly walk out of the cold winter and enter the midsummer and hot summer, but instead welcomed the baptism of spring rain as scheduled.

The earth was washed over and over again, taking away the dust and dirt that had accumulated for a winter.

After the first few heavy rainstorms, the spring rain gradually became smaller, covering the entire Jiangnan like silk thread.

In order to prevent possible floods on both sides of the Yangtze River, the court once again issued an order to leave Beijing in winter to transport grain and grass to provide relief to local snow conditions, and stay in the town to prevent floods. It was not until the Imperial Heaven Supervision confirmed that there would be no floods on both sides of the Yangtze River that there would not be any floods on both sides of the Yangtze River.

In Yingtian West City, two huge platform has been built layer by layer on an open space near the Zhujun camp.

The court decided last year that the water and land ceremonies and fasting ceremony of the two sects of Fo Dao will be held this year so that we can pray for the Empress Xiaoci in the Heavenly Emperor, so that we can enjoy endless blessings in heaven.

So, recently, there have been more and more monks and Taoist robes in Yingtian City.

Although the royal family will never publicly admit that this is to tame the two religions, there are some heads and faces among the two religions, and each of them can be said to be "occupied the mountain and became kings, and all of them have personally sent disciples to Yingtian.

It is to deal with the new trend that the court may promote after the blessing meeting.

"When the blessing ceremony is over, you will leave Beijing and go to Henan, Guanzhong and other places to inspect." Zhu Gaochi's hand staggered the coat of peanuts, stuffed it into his mouth, chewing his head and asked Zhu Yunsheng beside him.

Zhu Yunxi was staring at the stage not far away, coordinating with his hands, looking at the old man and father in front of them, the second uncle who was preparing to continue to work hard in Beijing and some of his meritorious contributions in Beijing.

He didn't look back, but just shook his head and replied, "It's decided to take the canal to Xuzhou Prefecture, turn to Henan Road, along the river, and all the way to Guanzhong. If possible, I want to patrol the Hexi side by myself."

Zhu Gaochi's eyes moved slightly, he calculated the time it took to take on this route, and then looked to the other side, a stand composed of the concubines in the palace and the female scrolls of the Taisun Mansion, and the female scrolls of the nobles in the Beijing family.

Then he whispered: "After this calculation, you may not be able to come back this year. The Grandmother Concubine and Grandmother Concubine will probably be in the mid-autumn period, and it will be the time to get due to the Mid-Autumn Festival."

Zhu Yunxi finally turned his head, looked at Xiaopang, and smiled calmly: "The things to inspect Henan and Guanzhong were originally necessary. Starting from my father, it was just delayed because of the previous things. At the same time, it is also indispensable for the imperial court to inspect the Central Plains and the Northwest, and it is necessary to take a trip after all."

Since the Qin and Han Dynasties, and even the Sui and Tang Dynasties, the entire Guanzhong and Henan have been suffering from the heavy disasters of all dynasties, including salinization of land and groundwater pollution. More importantly, with the further development of Jiangnan, the economic center has inevitably begun to move south.

But even so, Guanzhong and Henan are still indispensable and important components of the empire.

The vast land, due to the disappearance of the royal family and the imperial court, once again became a heavy grain production area for the empire. Moreover, with the Ming Dynasty's garrison and construction of the Jiubian, the two sides of the former river also played a role in supporting the Jiubian.

….

If the nine sides are stable, then the Ming Dynasty will be stable.

If there is chaos in Guanzhong, Henan, the nine borders will be in danger.

All of them are the wolves on the grassland that seem to be endless to kill, and they will ride on horseback, walk on the roads their ancestors have walked, and invade the Central Plains.

Zhu Gaochi thought about it and felt that he could not find a reason to refute it, so he turned around and said, "Hexi was not originally planned, and he added it temporarily to find Duke Liang?"

Zhu Yunxi nodded: "Go and see my uncle, and I also want to see if my Ming Dynasty can reproduce the old story of the former Tang Anxi Protector."

Zhu Gaochi shrugged, not saying that.

The Ming Dynasty wanted to reproduce the previous Tang Anxi incident, but the key was not west of Hexi, or outside the north of the Jiubian Pass.

Only by defeating the remnants of the former Yuan outside the nine sides

Only by persuading and shattering their arrogance and ambitions can the Ming Dynasty have the possibility and opportunity to reorganize the military and horses, transfer military deployments in the north and northwest, and send the power of the empire to the west of Hexi.

A slammed drum came from the stage.

Zhu Yunxi and Zhu Gaochi looked at the stage silently at the same time.

It seems to be the twelve golden medal dramas of the former Song Dynasty.

Zhu Yunxi looked silently at the Ming Dynasty meritorious people sitting around the old man, and smiled slightly on their faces.

It seems that today's play has no intention.

"Fei's lonely army should not stay for a long time, so he asked the commander to serve the twelve golden plaques in one day. Fei cried in anger and bowed to the east again, saying, "Ten years of hard work will be abolished."

On the stage, twelve wooden signs replaced the gold medal and in front of the missionary stage.

The martial artist was already filled with sadness and tears flowed all over his body.

Zhu Yunxiu frowned slightly again. This drama should be for the civil servants in the court to watch.

He couldn't understand this, so he had to look up and look at the sky.

Today is a good day selected by the Imperial Heaven Supervision. It was hazy drizzle for more than half a month. Yesterday it cleared, and the temperature today became warmer. It was just the time to set up a stage in the palace to listen to the opera.

"The thief is wrong!"

On the stage, the martial artist who played Yue Fei suddenly pointed to the sky with anger. He was extremely sad and almost thoughtless. He roared, and then a straight back fell to the ground, with a loud bang and a loud drum.

Zhu Yunxi raised his eyebrows and said, "Let's go back and arrange this drama, let the six ministries, three ministries, and five ministries and departments take a look."

Zhu Gaochi looked at Zhu Yunxi with his eyes squinted and curled his lips: "I know."

"good!"

In front, the meritorious people who watched the show cheered in unison.

Zhu Yuanzhang sat in the middle, and took a few gold-cast Tongbao from the plate of money brought by Sun Gou'er in a performance manner and threw it to the stage.

Afterwards, Zhu Biao and a group of meritorious generals threw the rewards prepared in the palace to the stage.

...

Lankao, a county under the jurisdiction of Kaifeng Prefecture, Henan Road, Daming.

It was called the Huguan (you) in the Spring and Autumn Period, and the town was established in the Warring States Period, and since then it has become a place where people gather.

"Shuowen" explains the window and says: "When the window passes through the wall, wood is used to intersect the window. Note: The window is used to intersect the window with wood horizontally and vertically, which is the window today. It is called a window on the wall, and it is called a window on the house.

It means that the door window is falling.

When used in Lankao, the door window is to watch the Yellow River, the mother of China, which has been rushing for thousands of years and has changed its way countless times.

….

Since the Yellow River diverted from the Song Dynasty and the Yuan Dynasty, Lankao has become a dangerous and critical place on the banks of Huangkou and a thousand-mile Taihang Dike.

Eighty miles west of Lankao, it is Kaifeng Prefecture, the ancient capital of the Six Dynasties.

If the Henan Road section is broken, Kaifeng will not be there.

The thousands of miles of Taihang Dike cannot stop this flood peak that gradually turns from the mother river to the disaster river. Dozens of prefectures and millions of people on both sides of the river, from birth to infiltration, are accompanied by this big river throughout their lives.

Or, after being buried in the soil, it is still submerged under the bed of a river.

It's silted thousands of miles.

Time and March.

The drizzle in the south of the Yangtze River finally blew to the old place of the Central Plains.

In Wuyi Lane in Jiangnan, the needle and thread rain in the hands of the girls arrived at the old place of the Central Plains, and seemed to have traveled through time and space, and returned to the prehistoric era of the ancestors of the earth ten thousand years ago. Everything was rough.

[The old bookworm has been operating stably for many years, comparable to the old book-chasing artifact, and the old bookworms are using it to change the source, huan.]

Heavy rain pours, streams turn into rivers, mountain streams turn into rivers, and earth collapses and cracks.

A thousand miles of rivers, mud and sand rolling, Taihang embankment, wind and rain are shaking.

Everything became like ten thousand years ago. In the prehistoric world, in order to continue the race, the ancestors of the Central Plains needed to do everything they could to strive for the smallest possibilities.

"Old Master Liu!"

"Old Master Liu!"

"I'm afraid it won't work on the top, there's more and more mud!"

"We're here

I'm afraid I can't hold on."

"Ph...ah...ah..."

"Old Master Liu!"

In the heavy rain, a straw raincoat was rushing on the high embankment of the river, leaning forward against the strong wind, holding a hand to press the hat above the head, lowering its head to the east along the embankment, and occasionally raising its head to shout around.

It’s just that the rain is too heavy and the wind is too dense. The sound is blown away when it leaves the mouth and is worn out in this storm.

On the entire river bank, there are many river workers wearing straw raincoats and straw hats living in nearby Sanyi Township (now Sanyizhai Township).

At the corner of the river bank, an elderly and gray-haired man was squatting worriedly on a large rock of the river bank, accompanied by a young man.

The old man looked at the river in front of him anxiously.

In the past, the river with no wind or waves and calm waves nourished the fertile fields on both sides of the river.

But once there is heavy rain in the upper reaches and the peaks rise higher and the river becomes a disaster for destroying the family.

The old man's eyes saw the river bank at his feet from the river bank at his feet.

On the entire river surface, the yellow dragon rolled wildly, causing huge waves, and countless undercurrents surged, drawing flowing circles on the river surface.

The wooden piles spread throughout the river surface, with cross-sections being torn by huge forces, are connected to the ends at the ends.

Once sucked by the circle, it will immediately stumble into the river filled with yellow mud, and then it will resurface dozens of meters, hundreds of meters, or dozens of miles downstream.

Strong wind, heavy rain, huge waves, and heavy peaks.

But the old man stood firmly on the big stone like a stone monkey.
To be continued...