When it comes to water conservancy projects, there are roughly three categories. Fortunately, Guangchengze has them all.
The first is a ditch.
A canal is where water lives.
Rivers are created by nature, canals are created by man.
To put it simply, it means digging ditches and diverting river water for irrigation.
Guangchengze is a huge wetland with seven large rivers and more than a dozen small rivers flowing into it, carrying a huge amount of water.
Nowadays, many farmland that has been cultivated relies on ditch irrigation. This is the simplest and most traditional water conservancy project. It began to appear in large numbers during the Qin and Han Dynasties.
Canals are divided into two types: artesian canals and lift canals.
The water surface of the former is higher than the farmland, and after digging the ditch, the water will flow by itself.
The water surface of the latter is parallel to or lower than the farmland, so water trucks need to be lifted.
When Shao Xun was just wandering around, he was thinking about a question.
This will be the spring flood season, and it is reasonable to say that the river water level will rise sharply, but some water trucks are no longer able to operate, and the water level is terrifyingly low.
This is a "national project". The waterwheel made by Shaofu craftsmen has only been used for a short time and there are no quality problems.
In fact, you can see with your eyes whether there are spring floods or not, which is a big problem.
The second type of water conservancy project is called "Pi".
Pi, pool.
When Pi is called a pond, Pi refers to the obstacles outside it, and Chi refers to the water stored in it.
To put it simply, it is an artificial reservoir.
There are too many lakes in Guangchengze.
Historically, until the Tang Dynasty, Guangchengze became land after more than 300 years of siltation during the Little Ice Age, and its area has shrunk a lot. However, there are still 36 Pis in Ruzhou, of which Huangpi (not Hubei Huangpi) in Liang County is the largest.
, thousands of hectares of farmland are irrigated—in fact, most of the Thirty-six Pis are located in Liang County.
One artificial lake (Huangpi) irrigates 100,000 acres of farmland, which shows the excellent agricultural resources here.
At this time, the area of ​​Guangchengze was much larger than that of the Tang Dynasty, and the water resources were more abundant. It can be said to be a primitive and wild swamp. Several years of artificial development have only domesticated a small part of it.
After Shao Xun walked around, his anxiety eased, and he said to Chu Hui: "If a severe drought comes, the river may not stop flowing, and Pichi is particularly critical. This is the largest Pichi you have built, right?
What's the name?"
Chu Hui turned around and asked.
He arrived late and did not participate in the water conservancy projects of the past few years. After receiving the confirmation, he glanced at Shao Xun and said: "This is the 'Shaogong Pi', which can irrigate more than a thousand hectares of farmland. The newly opened fields in late autumn last year, all
We rely on this pond for irrigation. If there is an emergency and the farmland is not far from here, we can also dispatch troops to carry water to irrigate the fields."
"This..." Shao Xun was stunned.
When I went boating on the lake with Lan Ji last year, I didn’t have a name yet. Why is it called “Shaogong Pi” now?
But this Pichi is really beautifully built.
There are lush bamboo forests on the lakeside, wild flowers everywhere, and even acres of mulberry forests. In some places, stone steps and docks are built, and you can take a boat to Zhilan Yuan in the distance.
At this time, there were already some boats fishing on the lake. After spring, the rivers thawed and the fish were plump. Some were caught to make soup and distributed to the working slaves and campers to make them stronger.
Shao Xun no longer dwells on this issue.
To the northwest of Shaogong Pi is a vast expanse of wasteland, which was opened up last year, totaling 1,340 hectares.
Millet was planted this spring, and was cultivated by Shile tribesmen captured in Hebei. There were more than 7,000 people, and they were organized into the second and third battalions of the Jizhou Tuntian Army. Several hundred people were sent by the Yi Cong Army to temporarily guard it.
Shao Xun originally planned to give this field to the farmers who had retired from Luoyang Sanyuan for cultivation, but they expected that they would not be able to come south until autumn, so they gave it to the captives to plant a crop first to make the wasteland more mature.
"If there is a severe drought, I don't know if these spring-planted millets will be able to survive until the autumn harvest." Shao Xun said, pointing to the farmland where sparse millet seedlings have grown.
Everyone looked at each other in shock and doubt.
The big farmer Chu Hui was just out of duty. He saw that there was little rain this spring, so he reminded him, but he didn't take it seriously. He was still thinking that there might be heavy rains in a few days and the water would be turbulent.
But Mr. Lu Yang rushed over in a hurry, making him a little uneasy and subconsciously nervous.
No—is there really going to be a drought?
"Alas, at this time of the year, the Huns are still going to fight!" Shao Xun sighed, and couldn't help but curse: "We don't do our best to fight the drought and protect the crops, but we still want to fight. Fight, fight, my maid!
When I raise my troops and go north, I will kill everyone and see if you still fight!"
He really can't understand Liu Yuan now.
If there is a serious drought, Bingzhou will not be unaffected, and at most it will be slightly less severe.
Agricultural production has been greatly affected, but you still have to fight. Are you sick?
Of course, he also knew that this might be the difference between farming thinking and nomadic pirate thinking.
When a disaster occurs, some people's first thought is to fight the disaster with all their strength and reduce losses, while others think of making up for the losses within the embankment and going to rob others to make up for the losses.
Even if Liu Yuan himself is clear-headed, his regime is destined to have a gangster mentality.
"Mr. Sir, you should actually be lucky." Chu Hui thought about his words and said, "I planted winter wheat last year, and it will be harvested in two or three months. Even if there is a severe drought, it will not come all at once. I will wait for the hard work."
We will supervise them day and night to ensure that the summer harvest is safe."
Shao Xun breathed a sigh of relief and felt that he really shouldn't add negative energy to the people below him, so he smiled and said: "Mr. Chu is right. Even if there is a severe drought, I expect it will be the worst in midsummer. Wheat can be harvested in May, and we will use this batch of grain
You must hold it steady.”
"No." Everyone's expressions cheered up slightly.
"If there is a severe drought in summer, this batch of winter wheat will really save lives. Master Shao prepared for the rainy day and had clear insights, and he is actually a benefactor to thousands of people." Dian Shu Cheng Maobang said.
Shao Xun touched his head out of habit. He immediately thought that Mao was twenty-eight years old and was no longer the crying child with an injured ankle. He retracted his hand and said with a smile: "You are the only one who can talk. Aren't you stupid?"
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Mao Er said with a serious face: "Before Master Shao came, there were very few people growing winter wheat in Sizhou. Now there are many. Not only can we harvest more grain, but we can also avoid severe drought. I don't know how many lives can be saved. This is not a kindness."
yeah?"
When Mao Er said this, everyone else had their own thoughts.
Severe drought means poor harvest, poor harvest means hunger, hunger means unrest, and unrest will make more people unable to farm with peace of mind...
If this continues, within two years, the fields will be covered with bones and everyone will eat each other.
From this perspective, Duke Lu Yang at least had countless living people in Sizhou, and it would not be an exaggeration to build a shrine for him.
"I would rather there was no severe drought." Shao Xun sighed and said.
The Central Plains has been in turmoil for years, and the population is not large to begin with. If this continues, how many people will be left in the north?
Just as the power vacuum will be filled, the land vacuum will also be filled.
The Chinese dynasty has only been in power for a few decades, and dozens of groups of barbarians have already moved south from the northern grasslands.
After filling up Bingzhou, Youzhou, and Yongzhou, they will advance to Sizhou, Jizhou, and Yuzhou, and go deeper into the interior step by step.
The total number of men, women, old and children among the five Huns under Liu Yuan's rule would not exceed 500,000.
But do you really think defeating these 500,000 men, women, and children is the end? In fact, in the past few years, barbarians have continued to move south.
The population ratio in Guanzhong has been reversed. Shao Xun wonders if this is the first time in history that the number of Hu people has exceeded that of Han people. It is now obvious that the Han people in Guanzhong are flowing out to Henan and Nanyang, and the Hu people are constantly moving in. The ratio is still there.
Continue to slowly lose balance.
If Guanzhong is pacified in the future, I don't know how much effort will be spent to assimilate these barbarians.
Throughout the Northern and Southern Dynasties, perhaps after such a "cage-freeing and bird-changing" process, the entire north underwent a painful three hundred years of integration.
If a sufficient population of the dominant ethnic group could be maintained at this time, perhaps integration would not have to be so long and painful.
"Haosheng, do your best. If anything happens, report it immediately." Shao Xun waved his hand and left.
"promise."
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Guangcheng Palace is located at the top of Kongtong Mountain. There is a small square outside the palace. It is not large in area, but the carved railings and jade inlays are very elegant.
Under the warm spring sun, Shao Xun was lying on a chair, thinking about things silently.
Something happened in March: the governor of Jingzhou, King Gaomi, passed away.
As soon as he died, Sima Yue, who had originally planned to return to the capital in two months, could not sit still and immediately entered the capital via Xingyang, bringing with him more than 20,000 troops.
In recent years, Sima Yue's power has disappeared a bit quickly.
First, Sima Wei, the king of Fanyang, died suddenly.
Then Sima Teng, the new king of Cai, was killed by Ji Sang.
Now Sima Lue, the king of Gaomi, died of illness.
The lineage of Sima Yi's fourth brother Sima Kui also began to wither.
The only ones who still hold the power now are Sima Mo, King of Nanyang in Zhenguanzhong, and Taifu Sima Yue himself.
After Sima Yue entered Beijing, the first thing he did was to relieve Yanzhou Mu and lead Situ.
Wang Yan became a Taiwei.
Wang Dun was also appointed as the governor of Yangzhou, and Shangshu Youpu Sheshan Jian was appointed as the governor of Jingzhou and established Xiangyang.
In addition, with Wang Bing as the left guard general and He Lun as the right guard general, the two most powerful imperial troops were in the hands of the right guard general Pei Kuo. In other words, he was purged.
And this is probably just the first step in the purge storm that Sima Yue will carry out.
He has been away from Luoyang for too long. There are too many officials and people in the Forbidden Army who have violated him openly and covertly. It is still too late to clean them up. If it is later, things will be much more difficult, and it may even be impossible to clean them out at all.
Shao Xun only received so much information for the time being, but it was enough for him to analyze for a long time.
"The Tutor still needs Wang Yan." The palace servants washed some mulberries, presented the sheep and asked them to disperse, then brought a plate with their own hands and placed it on the table, and said softly.
"He is a Situ now, not a Taifu." Shao Xun said.
When he first came to Luoyang, Sima Yue was Sikong.
After running away to Xuzhou for one year and seven months, he returned to Beijing and became a Tutor.
This time I wandered around Xuchang, Juancheng, Puyang and Xingyang for two years before returning to Beijing and becoming a Situ again.
I don't know what the fuss is about.
Wang Yan followed him and also changed the three positions along the way, from Shangshu Zuopushe to Sikong, then Situ, and now Taiwei.
"Are you worried?" Yang Xianrong lay facelessly on the table, looked at Shao Xun, and asked.
"I am indeed very worried." Shao Xun said helplessly: "If I were Situ, I would indeed think about cleaning up the court and banning the army, but now is really not a good time."
"Why?"
"It's inevitable that you won't be able to hold back once you're purged. By then, everyone in the court will be in danger, and the people in the imperial army will be distraught."
Yang Xianrong fiddled with a mulberry and asked: "You are in Guangchengze, with a crowd of more than ten thousand, what are you afraid of?"
"I'm afraid that Liu Yuan will take advantage of the situation and come to kill him." Shao Xun said: "This year is very likely to be severe drought. The entire Henan Province will not say that there is no harvest, but there will definitely be a severe harvest failure. If it is still devastated by war, how will the people survive next year?"
After a drought strikes, the most dangerous thing is not the current year, but the next year.
Because we still had some food reserves that year, we could barely cope with it, but what about the next year?
According to experience, it is easy for a locust plague to occur after a severe drought. If the locust plague breaks out on a large scale next year, it will be a fatal blow.
Shao Xun wondered whether Henan was the worst hit this time.
He has been thinking about this issue in recent days.
In history, the final fall of Luoyang was not unrelated to the severe famine.
This is certainly related to the fact that water transportation was cut off by Liu Han's army and taxes from other places could not be transported into the capital. However, the continuous outbreak of drought locusts around Luoyang must also be a major factor.
This time of severe drought, Henan is probably the hardest hit area.
Compared with Henan, Bingzhou, Jizhou, Yangzhou and Jingzhou may not be so serious.
God is really going to destroy the Jin Dynasty. There is no way.
Even God won’t help you! Have you done anything that makes God very unhappy?
Disasters from the sky completely collapsed Luoyang, which was still barely holding on. The balance of power between Jin and Hungary has undergone major changes - the damage caused by agricultural society, drought, and locust plagues may far exceed the losses on the battlefield. It is purely a dimensionality reduction blow.
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"In this world, everyone is just protecting themselves. As long as they wait until May and slowly harvest the wheat, what are they afraid of?" Yang Xianrong tilted his head and looked at Shao Xun and asked.
"Guang Chengze alone cannot defeat the Huns." Shao Xun joked: "If Luoyang cannot be defended, I'm afraid I will take you away."
"Take me... to run alone?" Yang Xianrong asked softly.
After saying that, his face turned slightly red.
Shao Xun stretched out his hand and slowly approached Yang Xianrong's lips.
"You..." Yang Xianrong wanted to shrink back, but it seemed that he couldn't use all his strength and was completely frozen.
Shao Xun wiped the mulberry juice from the corner of her mouth and said, "I will definitely take you with me."
Yang Xianrong's face was as red as that morning on Zhengdan last year.
"Have you thought about it?" Yang Xianrong buried his face in his arms and asked in a muffled voice.
"What are you thinking about?" Shao Xun was puzzled.
Yang Xianrong turned his head, looked down the mountain, and said softly: "If you provoke me, all those messy women in the family will be sent away."
Shao Xun quickly retracted his hand as if he was electrocuted, put it behind his head, looked at the white clouds in the distance, gently rocked the recliner, and stopped talking.
There was mist in Yang Xianrong's eyes.
She was really a little aggrieved.
You are from a famous family, and you are still a queen. I have condescended to you and favored you, but you are still not satisfied...
But soon, she remembered that Shao Xun said to her "Don't be afraid" amid the light and shadow of swords in Tai Chi Hall.
She also remembered that when she fled to Liang County, Shao Xun, wearing armor and holding a sword, stood guard outside the door all night, soothing her frightened mind.
I also remembered that during the New Year, Shao Xun used his chapped fingers to prepare firecrackers for her in the cold wind.
Then she remembered that he said to her personally, "What happened in the past will never happen again."
Yang Xianrong was a little confused again.
"Life is impermanent." Shao Xun suddenly said: "For example, this fragrant orchid——"
As he spoke, Shao Xun stood up and walked to the railing, pointed to the orchid grass outside, and said: "Born between spring and summer, it is elegant and graceful, with outstanding grace. However, as summer turns to autumn, the days become shorter. When the autumn wind blows,
The years are falling away..."
"Are you laughing at me?" Yang Xianrong glared at him.
"I'm talking about myself." Shao Xun walked up to her and said softly: "Life is unpredictable, and no one can predict what will happen in the future. I have a lot to do, I have great ambitions, and I have some womanly kindness.
, want to save this
I don’t know how long the war with the Xiongnu will last. Maybe one day I will be defeated and die. Just like this fragrant orchid, which was lush and lonely at first and outstanding, but finally fell into pieces and turned into mud.
No success."
"I really don't dare to offend Queen Hui. I'm resigning. I'm going to see the dike later."
"The empress Hui sent people to build the embankment. It may be able to save many people. I am very grateful."
After that, he turned around and went down the mountain.
When I reached the bottom of the mountain, I quietly wiped the sweat from my forehead.
Yangyang hasn't figured it out yet, why not go and sit with Princess Fan Yang.
Of course, this is a joke.
Shao Xun soon arrived at the Silver Spear Army's station and began training sergeants.
What can be done to deal with natural disasters? What can be done has been done.
If possible, he hoped that this year's theme would be drought relief, but obviously this is wishful thinking.
The history of mankind is a history of war.
Fighting each other is the main theme.
If the Huns are coming, then come, and at worst, kill them quickly. Let people like Liu Yuanhai, who take advantage of the situation, see that your people are a bunch of shit.
Chapter completed!