Chapter 687

"I heard that you managed the flood in Pingyang this time?"

The emperor asked tentatively.

"No," Shen Qingci stood up and handed the picture in his hands.

"It's the water control map left by the king of Shuo, which may not have been seen by the emperor."

The emperor couldn't help feeling embarrassed and laughed. Yes, he had never seen this. In fact, he didn't hold much hope at the beginning. If it could be cured, it would be best. If it could not be cured, he would think of other ways. All the money in the Treasury would have to be taken out.

In the past, he didn't want to mention them, nor did he need to mention them. He only mentioned the results, and then the water was cured.

When the emperor opened the picture, he immediately felt as if his strength had been drained when he saw what was written on it.

the map on this picture was the map of Pingyang River searching. Every place on the map was marked, and even the trend of mountain excavation was determined in advance.

Even the specific steps of water control are also written.

For example, the stone at the foot of the mountain is used to reinforce both sides of the river bank. When there is no rain in the upstream, the river is also widened and deepened.

"Is there anything else?"

The emperor asked Shen Qingci, but he didn't think about it. According to this picture, don't say Shen Qingci. Even if other people follow this picture, as long as they don't make too many mistakes, it's only a matter of time before Shen Qingci can be cured. As for why Shen Qingci is so fast, it's just because the mountain is exploded.

"The Lord just asked him to build a river to search for water, and the others did not say so."

"This..."

The emperor felt as if he had been hit on his foot. In fact, this was true. During the Zhou Dynasty, Pingyang was the only place where 100 year floods were hard to be cured, and only the river Xunhe was the most unstable.

Over the past few years, he has traveled all over the country just to find a way to control the water. He has been searching for a river for many years. Besides, if there is no flood in other rivers, what else can he do?

"The flood in Mingliang..." The emperor meant something.

"I will not."

Shen Qing resigned and could not help.

"My Lord, I can only make spices, not water and river, just because this is his last wish."

"But you didn't cure it very well?"

The emperor did not give up.

"Lord, kill it."

Shen Qingci couldn't be more serious about looking at the emperor's eyes.

"Shen Qingci, how dare you

The emperor narrowed his black eyes as if he were angry.

"Holy master, you should see that if it was not for the flood in the river, I would not want to live any more. Shen Qingci rolled up his sleeve. Sometimes it is very difficult to live. The emperor wants his wife to do things that cannot be done or even involve family members. It is better to kill me now."

"Honor and danger coexist, and honor gained by life is even more."

"If the Lord really sent a woman who knew nothing about the water, it would be better to kill the minister's wife now. The minister's wife would certainly appreciate your Majesty's great kindness, and she would never be separated from her husband forever."

"You..."

The emperor almost broke his tongue. How could he kill Shen Qingci? If he did, don't say Shen Dingshan would not. Even his brother who died for the great Zhou Dynasty would have to climb out of the coffin and pinch his neck.

But after his death, how can he face the emperor's brother, how can he face the consideration of brand Heng?

Shen Qingci cannot be killed, nor can Shen Qingci die.

He still depends on her for his million taels of military expenditure. If she died like this, where would his future military expenditure come from?

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