Chapter 118

At any time, the power of the government is the most powerful. The powerful bureaucracy will burst out extremely powerful in the shortest time.

Under Li Shimin's order, carts of iron materials were pulled into Chang'an City as if they didn't need money. All blacksmiths in the whole Guanzhong area were requisitioned. Ordinary blacksmiths only need to cast extension rods for well drilling tools. Highly skilled craftsmen were assigned to cast well killing and well casing.

The most important tools for well drilling and soil lifting were distributed to Mojia village, because the supervisor found that the tools for well drilling and soil lifting in Mojia village were unusually hard and sharp.

The general supervisor also thought about making his own soil lifting tools, but the experiment found that once the soil lifting tools produced by the general supervisor encounter stones underground, they will be damaged and even scrapped on the spot.

With a big hand, Li Shimin directly packed the soil lifting tools to Merton. The supervisor who had been trying to plot the secret recipe of iron making in Mojia village turned black on the spot.

Frankly speaking, compared with the price given by Li Shimin, every one made by Mojia village is only breakeven, because Mojia village adopts the formula provided by Merton, and the practice is close to steel. There are several more processes, and the cost increases sharply.

Even so, Merton had no objection, but ordered Mojia village to give up all its business and fully open its horsepower to build soil lifting tools.

With the unlimited supply of materials, Mojia village has an extraordinary manufacturing power. With various advanced tools and the power of one village, the soil lifting tools produced can completely keep up with the production speed of most blacksmiths who will be supervised and concentrated, sometimes even more than enough.

With the completion of the first batch of well drilling tools, Zuo Wuwei of Qin Qiong was the first to accept the order of disaster relief and set off for both sides of the Jinghe River, which was the most severely affected by the drought.

"The imperial court sent officers and soldiers to fight drought and provide disaster relief!"

The people of Gaoling shook their arms and cheered. Among the drought, the people of Gaoling were the most severely affected. The seeds in the ground didn't come out at all. At this time, if they could be irrigated, the seeds might germinate.

"Hey!"

The four soldiers grabbed the handle and pressed it down! A lot of soil was brought up,

Every time the soil is brought out, it will be applauded by the people surrounded by three layers inside and three layers outside.

In their view, this well is not a simple well, but their hope to live.

In anticipation, the four soldiers were also enthusiastic, and their strength had to be increased.

Soon, a well was drilled.

Zuo Wuwei's soldiers quickly put away their drilling tools and went to another drilling site. They were only responsible for drilling wells, while the work of washing wells and watering the land was handed over to the owner of the field.

"Water out!"

Shortly after the four soldiers left, cheers from the wellhead resounded through the field.

Not far away, Merton and Qin Qiong couldn't help smiling happily. They had heard a lot of such cheers, but they were always tired of hearing them.

The main purpose of Merton's coming this time is to escort a batch of drilling tools to Zuo Wuwei and complete the task of portrait of Ling Yange.

"Merton, you may not believe it. This is the most glorious day when I led the army, not how many battles I won." Qin Qiong said proudly. Qin Qiong killed countless enemies when he led the army in war. He never thought that he could lead the army to relieve disasters and save people one day.

"The duty of officers and soldiers is to protect the country, and drought relief is not a kind of protection of the country," Morton sighed.

"That's right!" Qin Qiong laughed loudly, obviously in a very happy mood.

Shortly before noon, the gang soldiers had already prepared food, and the officers and soldiers of Zuo Wuwei ate in batches.

The villagers on one side killed the only old hen at home and cooked delicious food, but every soldier took a look and wolfed down the food in his hand.

"General, this is Xiaomin's wish. All the military masters are tired and just need to replenish their strength." an old man begged after Qin Qiong.

"Sir, we can't accept it. We have rules." Qin Qiong refused with a smile. She also took a share of the soldiers' food and ate it without any special.

"What a teacher of benevolence and righteousness!" the old man murmured with tears in his eyes. “

Merton grabbed a steamed bread, sat down in a corner and swallowed hard, even though he was used to the craftsmanship of the fish master, but now he ate very sweet.

"Touch!"

Four soldiers full of mud sat beside Merton, swallowing the steamed bread in spite of the mud.

"Qin Huaiyu!"

Morton Leng looked for three seconds before he recognized that the guy on his left was Qin Huaiyu, who loved to be clean and show off.

Merton quickly looks at the three people nearby. Sure enough, Chumo and Yuchi Jingde are the two guys, and Fang Jun is the other one.

"Why are you in zuowuwei?" Merton asked in surprise.

"It's just us. All the children of generals over the age of 15 in Chang'an City have been given signs of disaster relief." Qin Huaiyu hesitated with steamed bread in her mouth. As for Fang Jun, although he was not behind the generals, he was praised by Li Shimin for not being a soldier. Unfortunately, he was also recruited.

The three suddenly nodded, but because of Qin Huaiyu's relationship, the four of them directly followed Zuo Wuwei's first batch out for disaster relief.

"I'm also the son of the general!" Merton wondered, and then thought that he might not have been recruited because of the supervisor's drilling tools!

The four of them finished eating quickly and went to dig wells again without looking back. Each pair of soldiers got the same number of wells. Although they were strong, their strength was still not as good as Zuo Wuwei's 100 trained soldiers. They were already far behind, so they had to hurry up.

The same is true of other soldiers. Once they finish eating, they immediately put themselves into intense well drilling work. No one is tired or sneaky, because everyone knows that if the well is drilled a quarter of an hour earlier, the drought can pass a quarter of an hour earlier.

The same scene appeared in every piece of land in Guanzhong. Teams of officers and soldiers put down their weapons, took off their armor, and madly helped the villagers dig wells without asking for return.

Moreover, without eating a mouthful of food from the people, they were wrapped in marching at night and rested on the spot, not occupying a residential area.

The soldiers of the sixteen guards, except that two guards stay in case of accidents,

The other 14 guards are all over Guanzhong. Every time they go, they leave a deep well.

A hundred!

A thousand,

Ten thousand.

Each wellhead represents that the drought crisis has been lifted, and the drought in Guanzhong has been quickly controlled.

At the same time, Li Shimin gained the most from the disaster relief, and Li Shimin's prestige directly reached the peak.

"A famous gentleman through the ages!"

All the people in Guanzhong are grateful to Li Shimin.

The drought resistance show shows a famous King through the ages.