Chapter 291

"It's just a little Gong Qianyu. It's worth your temper?" With a clear voice, song Shiren strides over and looks at him lightly.

"The present palace Qianyu is not simple!" Gong qianze said word by word, and his eyes were filled with hate: who said that Gong Qianyu didn't love the government? Who said Gong Qianyu didn't care about the people? He quietly collected 100000 people, dug ditches, and brought the long river water to all the villages and fields in southern Xinjiang, even if the drought was severe, there was no need to worry about it.

The people were grateful to him, and the civil and military ministers looked at him with great respect. Even his father and Emperor began to attach importance to Gong Qianyu

If you look at his way of delivering water, it's just a big joke. Although the ministers of civil and military affairs didn't say anything, they were laughing at him

"It's highly respected and loved by 100000 people. Gong Qianyu has great prestige among the people."

The common people of Niucun rushed to the fields and were grateful to Gong Qianyu. In their eyes, they could only see that Gong Qianyu, the civil and military officials of the imperial court, as well as the Rui king of Southern Xinjiang, were completely ignored by the people

Looking at his angry face, song Shiren's eyes sank and said in a low voice: "it's just to build prestige among the people, and his highness Rui can also..."

Gong qianze's face was slightly gloomy, and he disagreed: "Gong Qianyu dug a ditch to attract the Yangtze River water. He was praised by all the officials and loved by the people. If the king intervened in the affairs of the ditch, the people would surely think that he wanted to take credit. He would not only lose his prestige, but also be ridiculed..."

"I know that I don't want the Lord to rob Gong Qianyu, but I want to ask him. Do you still remember the big reservoir where the villagers store water?" Song Shiren goes to Gong qianze, and the God lowers his voice mysteriously.

"Naturally remember!" Gong qianze nodded: in southern Xinjiang, drought is almost every year. In order to store water for reserve, villagers have built large reservoirs one by one. The largest one is built on a mountain of earth, connected with several villages. The villagers can survive until now, relying on that big reservoir

"When I came back to Beijing, I saw that the villagers of those villages had dug up channels to store water in the earth mountain reservoir. Now it should be full..." Song Shiren said in a low voice, his eyes dim: the drought in southern Xinjiang is serious, even if there is a torrent of water from the Yangtze River, villagers still habitually store water for reserve

"What is the third uncle going to do?" Looking at Song Shiren, Gong qianze has a bad feeling in his heart.

Song Shiren, with a strange smile, walks slowly to Gong qianze and whispers softly.

A string of notes into the ear, Gong qianze listen to the eyes of a Lin: "this method It's not right... "

Song Shiren shook his head in disapproval: "Lord, those who have achieved great things will not stick to the details. This is the safest and fastest way to achieve meritorious service and prestige..."

Gong qianze frowned tightly: he really wanted to do meritorious deeds and to have the support of the people. However, the prestige gained by this method seems to be a bit despicable

Looking at his indecisive look, song Shiren frowned tightly, and looked like he hated iron but not steel: "Lord, Gong Qianyu brought the Yangtze River water and solved the drought in southern Xinjiang, which caused everyone's headache. The civil and military of the Manchu Dynasty would look at him with great admiration. He was also the crown prince, a rightful prince, and many neutral ministers would stand by his side. If the king didn't make some achievements and achievements If he resists, all the ministers of the half Dynasty will automatically return to Gong Qianyu's command. Then, it will be more difficult for the king to become the Emperor... "

Gong qianze's sharp eyes narrowed fiercely. He was the eldest son of the royal family in southern Xinjiang, and the throne was his. He would never give it to Gong Qianyu

"Well, I promise you." Gong qianze said in a low voice, a trace of fierce tears flashed at the bottom of his eyes: if you can make him climb the throne of the ninth five year plan, he doesn't mind being mean once

Song Shiren nodded with satisfaction. If he wanted to become a overlord of a country, he had to be resolute and resolute. He could never be indecisive. If he did a little work, he could become an emperor. However, it was very cost-effective

Looking up at Gong qianze, he can see that he is looking at the direction of the great reservoir. He has a deep vision, which is related to his future throne. He will plan carefully and do everything perfectly

The story that Gong Qianyu led the Yangtze River to hydrolyze the drought in southern Xinjiang spread widely. The Manchu Dynasty was shocked. The Minister of civil and military affairs praised him repeatedly. Even the stubborn old men who were always looking for the East and the West all day long also praised him!

Gong Qianyu paid no attention to it. He stood at the shady place on the top of the mountain every day, watching the people dig and dig canals.

The common people saw all the benefits brought by the canal. They were lured by Gong Qianyu's half a kilogram of white flour. They were working very hard. They only heard the "boom" and the ground under their feet was shaking.

People do not understand to look up, only see the reservoir on the earth mountain "bang bang bang!" The water poured down in front of them with the momentum of destroying the withered and decaying, and washed them into the current and flowed forward in a mighty way

The common people were fluttering in the water, grabbing big trees and small trees, climbing onto the branches with hands and feet, looking at the torrent under their feet, coughing heavily, and twitching in the corners of their mouths: the water stored in the big reservoir was intended to prevent drought, but unexpectedly, they drowned themselvesGong Qianyu is standing under a big tree on the top of the mountain, looking at the fast flowing water, and frowning gently

At the foot of the mountain, a luxury carriage was running fast on the official road. The rolling water suddenly rushed down and rushed across the official road. The horse raised its front hoof with a long hiss and stopped. Murong Xue, who was sitting in the carriage, staggered several times before he was able to sit down. He was puzzled: "what's the matter?"

"Back to Murong girl, there is a big water rushing out in front of me, blocking the way..." Murong Xue blinked, lifted the curtain and looked out. The running water crossed the official road and rushed into the woods nearby. On the dry official road, there was a long wet water mark

A slender black figure fell from the sky, gently falling in front of Murong snow, looking at her faintly, with a little smile in her clear eyes: "Murong snow, you are here!"

Murong snow nodded: "Prince Gong, how is this going on?"

Yesterday evening, a bodyguard of Prince's house went to another courtyard. She was invited to come to Niucun village to visit the ditch he had made the people dig. She came by carriage when she was free in the other courtyard. Unexpectedly, just after arriving here, she came across the rushing water

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