He stared motionlessly, making everyone around him look strange. His Majesty...

Pei Beiyin looked embarrassed and was so angry that he almost blacked out. What kind of occasion was this? He looked at it so unscrupulously!

She covered her snow-white collarbone with her jade hands and coughed heavily. She swore that she had to have a good talk with Zhou Jian.

"Yes!" Zhou Jian suddenly exclaimed, extremely excited.

Got it?

Everyone was suspicious, Yang Wei stuck out his wretched head and said with a smile: "What? Got it? Mr. Pei is pregnant with Liujia, so he doesn't want to run around like this."

puff!

Zhou Jian choked on his saliva. What kind of brain circuit does this guy have?

The whole audience changed their colors. Miss Pei had His Majesty’s dragon seed? Everyone’s eyes were filled with fear.

Pei Beiyin was so angry that her delicate body was shaking and she almost vomited blood. Her smooth forehead was full of black lines and she coldly shouted: "Yang Wei, shut up!!"

Yang Wei shrank his head, successfully coaxed, and hurriedly hid in the crowd.

"Ahem, what, what I mean is that there is a solution, not that Beiyin has one, there will be one sooner or later, but not now." Zhou Jian explained seriously.

"You!!" Pei Beiyin's face turned red and he gritted his teeth. Why is this guy so shameless?

"Wait a minute, Your Majesty, what did you just say? Is there a way?" Her beautiful face changed, and a pair of intellectual eyes became shiny.

The other people present also reacted suddenly. They looked at each other as if they were looking at ghosts and said in horror: "Your Majesty, what can I do?"

Zhou Jian put away his playful smile and turned his face serious: "The solution is to divert water from the trenches that have been dug!"

"But Your Majesty, how can we make the water flow to a higher place?" Tian Wenli asked.

Zhou Jian squinted, and the windmill drainage device of later generations came to mind. If he hadn't seen Pei Beiyin's pendant, he wouldn't have even remembered it, and blurted out: "Make your own turbine, borrow wind power, and transport river water!"

"Turbine? Wind power??" Everyone was shocked and opened their eyes wide. After a long period of silence, they looked at each other, and no one understood what Zhou Jian meant.

Only Pei Beiyin was holding his pendant, thoughtfully!

"To put it simply, it is a windmill. The windmill that children play with, you know? It needs a vertical axis, and then eight to ten fan blades are used to surround it. When there is wind, the fan blades will rotate, like a revolving lantern.

It revolves around the axis, and the fan blades drive the water flow up slowly!"

"If it's too steep, set up a windmill device every five meters to relieve the pressure. The water will definitely be able to go up!" Zhou Jian became more and more sure as he spoke, his eyes gleaming. If I remember correctly, it seems that this kind of device also existed in ancient times, but it's just that

Not in Dazhou.

There was a dead silence in the whole place, all silent due to Zhou Jian's unconstrained methods, and then everyone's eyes lit up, as if they had seen the dawn!

Talented people like Tian Wenli showed admiration on their faces and exclaimed: "Your Majesty, what a wonderful plan!!"

"This seems feasible, I admire it!"

Pei Beiyin's beautiful eyes were pleasantly surprised: "Then, Your Majesty, how do you determine the direction of the wind? This method is feasible, but it is too dependent on the weather!"

Suddenly, everyone's smiles stopped. This was a problem.

"Hahaha!" Zhou Jian laughed, as if all the problems were solved: "The direction of the wind is not simple, we have a super magician here!"

Everyone's eyes turned to Yang Wei.

Yang Wei lifted up his baggy pants and said coquettishly: "Infinite Heavenly Lord, for the sake of the country and the people, I should do my best!"
Chapter completed!