Chapter 1463 The grain depot is empty
There is strength in numbers, and after two hours, all the hemp ropes and sacks in Jingyang were gathered on the Jinghe River embankment.
The Yangtze River and the Yellow River gave birth to Chinese civilization. However, from ancient times to the present, these two rivers have brought not only abundant water sources and splendid civilization to Chinese descendants, but also endless disasters and untold sufferings.
When it comes to water control, no nation in the world can compare with the Chinese nation.
During the thousands of years of Chinese civilization's proliferation, the technology of water control has been changing rapidly, and countless methods have been discussed and put into practice.
The rain has gradually weakened, but the raging floods are still roaring, and the water level of the Jinghe River has remained high.
It was already dark, and it was raining heavily so that the torches could not be lit, so Fang Jun ordered his soldiers to build a high platform of several feet with wooden piles. The platform was covered with wooden boards to block the rain, and pine trees were placed underneath to light it up, lighting up dozens of people like a bonfire. It's about ten feet wide.
Fang Jun was wearing a raincoat and directed the people to weave hemp rope into a net. Then he stood next to the embankment and ordered the soldiers to drive wooden stakes more than ten feet long into the river embankment near the gap in the embankment, forming a dense row. .
When he turned around and was about to give instructions on the next step, he saw Lin Ruofu and two officials from the Ministry of Works instructing several clerks to hold up umbrellas and kneel on the ground with their butts raised and their heads pressed together...
"What are you doing?"
Fang Jun couldn't help but be curious and leaned over to take a look.
But they found that these few people had laid a box on the ground in the river water that had overflowed the embankment, and then they had prepared pens, inks, paper and inkstones, and they were muttering and writing furiously...
After hearing Fang Jun's inquiry, Lin Ruofu raised her head and said solemnly: "Fang Shilang's water control method has never been seen before. Although it has not been proven whether it is practical, we think it is a first-rate method for waterproofing and embankment consolidation." , should be described in detail, and then spread throughout the world, it will surely benefit the world.”
Fang Jun was speechless...
"What kind of first-class policy is this? You are turning a blind eye to the real first-class policy."
"Shilang Fang's words are wrong..." Lin Ruofu straightened up with a look of admiration: "Since ancient times, it has been difficult to control water and stabilize the earth and rocks from being washed away by the rapids. But Shilang Fang, who uses ropes to tie nets This method overcomes this problem in one fell swoop and is bound to be imitated by the world. It is an innovation that benefits the country and the people. ”
Fang Jun shook his head and began to direct the soldiers to put the rope net into the water.
Dozens of soldiers who were good at water took off their clothes, tied them in a string with a thick hemp rope, and then jumped into the rushing flood without hesitation. The current was too fast, and a whirlpool formed near the gap. As soon as a person jumped in, he was swept away by the current and disappeared. It took a long time to emerge, and the people on the embankment breathed a sigh of relief.
If there were no hemp ropes connected in series, no matter how good the water quality is, it would not be able to withstand this huge flood...
Then one end of the rope net went down the embankment, and was pulled bit by bit from one end to the other, and was tightly fixed on the wooden stakes nailed into the embankment.
The soldiers were ordered to put earth and rocks into sacks, push them into the gap and sink them to the bottom of the river. The rapid current carried the sacks into the middle of the river, but they were blocked by rope nets and could not take them away.
Fang Jun directed the filling of the gap with earth and rocks, and said to Lin Ruofu and officials from the Ministry of Works: "In fact, the best way to truly control floods is not to rescue people, but to consolidate embankments." He pointed to the nearby embankment. Official Road: "Did you see it? The official road is built with cement. Even if the rain and snow are raging, the river will still flow unobstructed. If the entire section of the river embankment that is prone to collapse is poured with cement, how can we be afraid of the flood? No matter how powerful the flood is, we can only be obedient in front of the impregnable river embankment. ”
The official from the Ministry of Industry smiled bitterly and said: "That's true, how easy is it to say? Not to mention the cost of cement, how big is the scale of cement firing alone to be able to repair the world's rivers? Although this method is good, it is far from reality."
Fang Jun shook his head and said: "That's wrong. You are from the Ministry of Industry, and you should improve your skills and promote technology. Cement was developed by me. It has just been released for a few years. Is there any way to improve it?" Have you ever explored it? In the final analysis, the world is still short-sighted and has never paid attention to various new technologies.”
These words made the officials of the Ministry of Industry a little embarrassed, but they were irrefutable.
The room servant in front of him once served in the Ministry of Industry, and he knew very well how much the world looked down upon various crafts and technologies.
However, this is the perception of the world, and no one can change it...
Every gap was quickly filled. The sacks filled with earth and rocks were blocked by rope nets and wooden stakes, blocking the gap tightly. The raging flood could only roar down.
The crowd on the embankment was excited, and without Fang Jun's encouragement, everyone rushed excitedly to the next gap.
As long as all the gaps are blocked and the entire embankment does not collapse, then Jingyang may survive this flood...
It seems that there is a way to save their homeland's misfortune, and the people of Jingyang are naturally scrambling to take the lead.
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On the other side, Liu Jie, with his several censors and a group of soldiers, escorted Wei Yifang back to Jingyang City.
Young Master Pianpian, who had been incense-smeared and powdered before, already had his hair disheveled and looked anxious. His neat official robes were stained with mud and water, and he no longer looked like a member of a noble family.
It was stormy and rainy, and Jingyang City was deserted, like a ghost.
Almost all the people in Jingyang have gone to the embankment to fight the flood. When the flood is raging, no one thinks about escaping with their families and becoming slaves of refugees. Instead, they choose to compete with fate for the right to survive. This leaves the city empty, with only The wind and rain are raging.
Wei Yifang looked dejected and was escorted to the gate of the Yi Cang behind the government office in the city. His whole body seemed as dejected as if his bones had been ripped away...
Liu Ji raised the corner of his mouth with a mocking look on his face.
He looked down on Fang Jun and always thought that the children of aristocratic families like Fang Jun who relied on family power and the emperor's favor to do whatever they wanted were really shameless and no different from scum. But now when I look at Wei Yifang in front of me, I find that Fang Jun, who is also considered a playboy, is actually a bit better...
At the very least, Fang Jun is really capable. No matter how bad the situation is, he will straighten his chest and not give in, and will carry out the "stick" to the end.
And what about the person in front of me?
Liu Ji was sure that even if he asked Wei Yifang now whether he had gotten into his father's concubine's bed, the boy would tell the truth honestly...
No integrity, no backbone.
"Magistrate Wei, please open the warehouse. I want to personally inspect the amount of grain stored."
"This...the key is not on someone's body..."
Although Wei Yifang knew that he could not escape his guilt, he still had only a glimmer of luck.
How many corrupt officials did Liu Jili go through? He then sneered and said: "It doesn't matter. I will send soldiers to go to the county office for you to get the key. I will also get the accounts of the warehouse. I will check them one by one."
Wei Yi looked pale.
Accounts?
In fact, there is no need to look at the accounts, because when Liu Jie opened the door of the charity warehouse, he found that there was no grain in the whole warehouse...
Not even a mouse was seen.
"Haha..."
Liu Ji laughed angrily.
The dirty tricks in charity warehouses in various places have long been an unwritten unwritten rule in the court. It is a common phenomenon for the children of aristocratic families or local officials to use some tricks to gain some benefits. Even the Yushitai turned a blind eye to this and turned a blind eye to it. Don't look for the flaws in it.
In the officialdom, since there are some things that everyone has acquiesced in, they can only abide by them, even if these things are unreasonable or even illegal...
But to be able to do it so decisively and thoroughly as before is unprecedented.
How greedy and stupid would such a person be to empty out an entire charity warehouse?
Liu Ji's original intention was to catch a Jingzhao Webster disciple and impeach him severely, in order to increase his influence and reputation, but unexpectedly he dug out such a bold fool...
"Magistrate Wei, please do not tell me that no one has donated food in Yicang, Jingyang this year." Liu Ji said with a sneer on his face.
Wei Yifang was dejected and begged: "I am a descendant of Jingzhao Wei. If Liu Yushi can let me go, Jingzhao Wei will have his consequences..."
Liu Ji shook his head and sighed. This kid looks like a dog. He is really stupid...
Stepping forward and patting Wei Yifang on the shoulder, Liu Ji sighed: "At this point, do you still want to be lucky? The eyes of the entire court are on Jingyang at the moment, let alone you are just a descendant of Jingzhao Wei, even if He's a member of the royal family... so what? Just listen to my advice and be happy. Telling everything will save you from the pain of flesh and blood. I have no power to review the case, but once His Majesty becomes angry, the case will inevitably be handed over to the 'Hundred Knights'... those vicious and vicious guys. , will make you regret coming to this world.”
Wei Yifang was so frightened that he shuddered and asked in silence: "What does this have to do with Baiqisi?"
It was just reselling food from the charity warehouse, and it was not a conspiracy to usurp the throne. How could it fall into the hands of "Baiqisi"?
Liu Jie was really convinced by this retarded person... Just as he was about to speak, a censor behind him ran in from outside the warehouse, came to Liu Jie's side and whispered: "The 'Baiqisi' is here, saying that they are under the command of His Majesty." Order to investigate the case strictly.”
"Plop"
Wei Yifang on the side fell to the ground, his eyes blank and soulless.
It was just that I couldn't stop my cousin's temptation to steal and sell the grain in the charity warehouse. The total amount of grain received was only tens of thousands of guan. How could this alarm the emperor?
What a miserable life I have...(End of Chapter)