Phoenix singing song

Chapter 61 Strong Plant!

Is there still no way to guide... Qing Yi sat in front of the desk, looking at the mountain and stone map at the bottom of Sichuan Lake that he remembered, and thought carefully.

It's been a week, seven days, seven days, I can't think of a way! Qingyi is very annoyed. He has more perfect mental development than them. Why is he so confused? Since I drew the picture three days ago, I haven't figured out a way.

Or, another way of thinking? I'm afraid that there is no use for Dayu's water control here, and the vegetation cannot be transplanted downstream immediately. As soon as the flood season of the river arrives, no matter how much vegetation will be swept away...

If this is in the 21st century, it will probably be easy to deal with! Qingyi was thinking nonsense. If it is in modern times, if there is such a problem, the first consideration for the engineering team should be to exploding under the water, blow up the rocks and surface rock layers, let the saved lake water dry first, and then start the restoration project at the bottom of the lake and expand it into an artificial lake or artificial river. But... in today's underdeveloped world, these ideas are unrealistic.

Qing Yi sighed, looked at the picture, and frowned.

Assuming that the Xuanchuan River will become an artificial river in a few years, then the two sides along the river will transport grain according to the river, at least the transportation will be more convenient. If it is an artificial river, then it is necessary to build a river embankment at the top, middle and bottom of the river. Convenient for irrigation on both sides of the strait and water storage during the dry season...

Qingyi thought about it and tried to draw three horizontal lines on the trunk map of the Huangchuan River beside him, assuming that it was a river embankment.

If it is necessary to build a river embankment, you must work on the water surface where the river is slow and calm. It is absolutely impossible to start from Sichuan Lake. The gentle slope at the bottom of the lake is too big... But if you start the construction from the downstream, dry the river water little by little, and then build the downstream embankment until it is level with the middle section, and then release the river water in the middle reaches... In this way, it is indeed possible to gradually release more than half of the water in the river and lake.

"River embankment..." Qingyi read this word over and over again. Just because he had never been involved in civil construction and water conservancy construction in his previous life, he suddenly had to embark on such a big project, which was really a little unable to do it.

Helplessly, I found another blank piece of paper and fantasized that the river embankment should be built... It was just blind.

Qingyi thought aimlessly about how to build the river embankment project. For the purpose of the original Yuhong, this drawing was blindly painted for more than a month. Zhiyuan and others are waiting on the sidelines. Although they don't know what the master is doing, it can be seen from the waste paper manuscripts that are cleaned out every day that the master is doing an earth-shaking event!

In nearly November, in the snowy weather, Qingyi accidentally found that the tea he drank that day was very turbid, and there was no fragrance of tea! I found someone to ask, and then I knew that the rain has been very mixed recently. It was the Dragon Lord who was discussing next year's flood with Hebo at the bottom of the water!

Qing Yi is so helpless that he can only care about tea. But I remembered that my first intention was not to control the water, but the downstream agriculture...

After taking a look at the turbid tea, I suddenly came to mind that the agricultural waste downstream was due to the washing of the soil on the surface, a layer of sand and a layer of oil... If there is something blocking the mud and sand, it can ensure that the land can continue to be used after the water flows. If it's just blocking the soil, why not plant lichens, moss and fungi?

Thinking of this, Qing Yi smiled. If you want to grow lichens and cultivate moss, it can't be easier! The so-called lichen is a thin layer of gravel soil weathered from the rock. As long as it is kept moist for a period of time, moss and fungi can grow smoothly, and the first layer of the soil can be gradually improved.

As long as the downstream is enough to ensure that the soil nutrients are not lost, it is not impossible to 'recover' the wasteland downstream! Thinking of this, Qing Yi couldn't help smiling and wrote down what he thought.

But there are still problems! The downstream needs a small amount and enough water, so it is necessary to get water from the upstream. Human resources alone is far from enough... I'm afraid that there will be no easier way to transport water with water! Water transportation by water, relying on water alone, can only be used... Oh, no, it can only be 'made'... Waterwheel, this great 'invention'.

Hey..., Qing Yi is a little helpless. It's really a wave after another...

For good, I have a clue! Putting down the pen and looking at the white world outside the window, I can't help but sigh at the magic of nature... Whether it is the wind, frost, rain and snow given by God, or the angry natural disaster... it is enough to make people intriguous.

After taking a sip of coarse tea, Qing Yi packed up the paper manuscripts she wanted to write, neatly put them in the bookcase, and went to bed to rest. Tonight is very long, and you can hear the sound of wind and snow outside... In fact, except the sound of wind and snow, you can't hear anything.

A little dizzy, Qingyi fell asleep in a muddle. He is really tired these days, but it's worth it. In order to... be at ease, be at peace, and be at peace.

One winter, Qingyi sat in the room designing a waterwheel, rutting the memory of his previous life, and experimenting with wood chips in person. Just because she didn't have the guidance of the carpenters in Jinge City, she looked a little clumsy.

Whenever Zhiyuan or some other people saw her sitting on the threshold again and splitting wood chips with a blunt firewood knife, they were heartbroken and thought that she was the empress and wanted to be so persistent. They really couldn't wait to use their swords that cut iron like mud... They also tried it. She smiled and said no, saying that they were different from what they thought, and it was better to guess by themselves.

It's this kind of persistence. Several times when the blunt knife scratched her hand, the people would secretly be nervous. Looking at her fiddling with her things once at a time, they really couldn't wait to plot to take her away! Can mortals resist this kind of natural disaster? In previous years, the phoenix owners of all dynasties have reduced taxes and released food after the disaster, and the people here are very grateful. No matter how diligent you are, it is just to remind the residents along the river to leave early and return before the disaster...

There is no way to manage the river of Hebo...

There is too much sourness in my heart. I don't dare to think about her. Even if I lose my temper with her, she will only smile and say: Try again. Yuan'er will help me boil a pot of water, hang it. It's cold. I want to drink it when I'm thirsty.

After a long time, they were also used to it. Looking at Qingyi working alone from afar, they admitted in their hearts that this empress did not have the consciousness of the emperor! However, there is also a sense of responsibility and mission of the emperor. Can't you watch the people suffer... Emperor...

At the end of the year, Qingyi finally made the first waterwheel on the night of the year! And they were very happy to show their achievements to the four shadow guards. Although they demonstrated the process of one side of water flow with warm water, they didn't seem to understand what the use of this thing was.

Qing Yi said with a smile. After the age, let them find a carpenter, draw a gourd according to the sample of their first waterwheel, and make ten waterwheels first! Another ten points were marked on the river, saying that each point, a water truck!

For the waterwheel designed by Qingyi, it is slightly different from the waterwheel in the previous life.

The difference is to change the sinking kettle on the water truck in the previous life into a sink. The slurry is set up in the tank to separate the water flow into the fields on both sides. As long as the waterway is repaired in the field, it can ensure that each field can get enough moisture, so that the main water flow will still be smooth along the river, and who on both sides However, part of it can be diverted, which can also alleviate the amount of water in the middle and downstream.

After the New Year, Qingyi began to order local officials to start reclamation of the waterways in the fields, and assembled seven waterwheels in early March and arranged them in the middle and lower reaches of the River.

Seeing that the spring breeze is getting warmer and warmer, the flood season of the summer solstice is coming. Although Qingyi is full of confidence, he is still a little worried. After all, only one-third of the water in the Sichuan Lake in the upper reaches has been released. I don't know how much water will pour in during the flood season.

Although there are ten months from the autumn of the second year to the beginning of the summer of the third year, the cultivation of moss is not very smooth. Some riverbeds have lush moss, but some are also thin. Qingyi is a little worried that this year's flood will not be better than last year. From September last year to July this year, the construction of the river embankment has hardly started, but a prototype was stacked with crossbars and mud and sand where there were three embankments, but the effect is obviously not as good as the sandbags in the previous life...

Seeing the dull July when the thunder comes late, Qingyi's heart is also like beating a drum. Every day, people go to Sichuan Lake to see the situation. Once the water news is found, both sides have to evacuate a certain distance, and ensuring the safety of life is the first thing.

"The water is coming! The big water is coming!!————" Suddenly, one day, he suddenly heard someone shouting. As soon as Qingyi heard it, he immediately ran out of the post station and ran to the nearest river bank.

"Emperor!" Fortunately, the inseparable shadow guard followed, so he didn't let Qingyi run to the shore to watch...

Listening to the sound like a landslide cracking, Qing Yi looked at the lowest lake mouth of Sichuan Lake and suddenly gushed out of the towering waves, rolled layer by layer, which was more spectacular than the arrival of thousands of troops and horses!

"Wow..." Qing Yi couldn't help but be stunned and was shocked from his heart.

Looking at the discharge of the flood, it was like entering the track. The shallow water on both sides flowed through their designated waterwheels, quickly separated into several small waterways, and spread across the fields on both sides.

One, two, three... It's beautiful! Qingyi looked at the rapid rotation of the waterwheel, and the rift in the field like a gift flower. It's really... magnificent!