A bolt of lightning pierced the sky from east to west, and the crisscrossing power grid spread to all sides.
The people in Weirenpu, Guohe and Guangwu Mountain all looked up in unison.
Shortly after the power grid disappeared, the rumbling thunder continued one after another.
The originally dull sky darkened at a speed visible to the naked eye.
"It is going to rain?"
This thought flashed through everyone's mind.
Wei Renpu immediately said: "Let people turn in the equipment and return to the camp to rest. Arrange for people to distribute raincoats and clean up the gravel in batches."
It was a stormy day, and it was natural for it to be windy and rainy.
Wei Renpu has been operating the Guangwu Mountain Stream for half a year, and has often encountered bad weather, but he did not pay much attention to it and calmly asked the workers working in the mountain stream to retreat.
Rainy days are not suitable for working. Corrosive rain can easily cause skin diseases such as edema, erythema, blisters, and even colds and fevers if it falls on ancient people who do not bathe regularly.
Colds and fevers may not be a big deal in later generations, but in ancient times when supplies were scarce, they were deadly.
Especially widespread colds and fevers can even cause plague.
But if the whole line of work really needs to be shut down and the construction progress will be affected, then people will wear raincoats and do simple things.
Wei Renpu has been responsible for supervising many large projects in his life and has sufficient experience in dealing with sudden severe weather.
After Wei Renpu withdrew the people, heavy raindrops poured down.
"Crash..."
Raindrops like threads hit the bamboo hat, making a crackling sound.
The force of the attack was far beyond Wei Renpu's imagination.
No one can work in this weather.
Wei Renpu also changed the order immediately, asking everyone to go into the camp to rest and take shelter from the rain, and then resume work after the rain subsided.
After getting into the tent, Wei Renpu looked at the heavy rain that seemed to be washing away all the dust, and felt a bad premonition in his heart.
The middle and lower reaches of the Yellow River.
Hu Xun, a merchant from Chanzhou.
Jia Dai put on his raincoat and stood on the embankment of Shanghu Village in the heavy rain.
In recent years, he has served as a local official, and the land under his jurisdiction is nourished by the Yellow River. Whether the harvest is good or not depends entirely on whether the Yellow River rewards him.
For this reason, his main task as a county magistrate is to fight against the Yellow River.
I usually focus on consolidating the dams and cleaning up the silt. When it rains, I will pay attention to the water levels of the dams along the river.
Whether the rain will affect the Yellow River, whether there will be floods, and whether it will cause danger to the fields, the water level is the most direct way to measure it.
Members of the special flood control team serve as technical guides and are fully responsible for the dredging project of the Yellow River.
They direct the sub-sections of the project in batches.
Wei Renpu was in charge of the most difficult section of the Guangwu mountain stream, while Jia Dai was in charge of the Chanzhou section, the hardest hit area by the Yellow River flooding.
Compared with Wei Renpu's mountain opening, Jia Dai's progress was very smooth and he had completed the task half a month ago.
Now we are expanding to the east and west respectively, and we have overfulfilled our work.
The main reason is that the people of Chanzhou have been suffering from the Yellow River for a long time. Managing the Yellow River is just a task for other people. For them, it is a matter of life and death.
The people of Chanzhou worked hard and fully cooperated with the imperial court.\./hand\./machine\./edition\./first\./issue\./update\./new~~
The process efficiency is naturally extraordinary.
This time it rained heavily, Jia Ji didn't worry much at first, but as time went by, the heavy rain not only didn't stop, but got heavier and heavier, so he braved the rain and came to Shanghuxun, which is the most dangerous place.
Historically, it was due to the Shang Huxiang embankment bursting that the water broke through Daming, Guantao, Qinghe, Zaoqiang, Hengshui to Qingxian and then entered the sea near Tianjin, forming a major diversion.
Seeing the turbid water of the Yellow River lapping against the dam, Jia Dai's face became more serious and grim.
"Immediately inform the officials along the coast to do a good job in flood prevention. If the rain doesn't stop, the danger this year will be far worse than before."
He paused and then said: "Immediately inform Prime Minister Wei of the situation and suggest that the river control action team come to gather here to summarize their respective situations, just in case."
Yanhe Hall!
Luo Youdu stood in the hall, looking at the beating water drops outside the hall, with a hint of helplessness in his eyes. This damn rain has been raining for five days and five nights, and there is no sign of stopping.
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It was true that the house leaked and it rained all night, and the boat was late and encountered a strong wind.
Such heavy rain will inevitably affect the construction process.
"I don't know if the Yellow River can withstand this heavy rain.\./hand\./machine\./version\./no\./error\./first\./发~~"
Even though Luo Youdu was an emperor, he was completely powerless when faced with the natural weather.
Jia Dai's warning came three days ago, and there was a depressing atmosphere in the temple.
The Yellow River has flooded many times in the past, but it has never stopped raining like this for five days and five nights.
In the past, news of the Yellow River flooding would have been conveyed long ago.
We can persist to this day only because Luo Youdu arranges for people to clear the mud every year.
But no one can tell how long it will last.
It's like a sword hanging above my heart.
"Your Majesty! Prime Minister Song wants to see you!"
Luo Youdu suddenly received a request from Song Qi.
“Xuan!“
Luo Youdu returned to his seat.
Song Qi went inside and bowed.
Luo Youdu motioned to Song Qi to sit down and talk.
After Song Qi thanked him, he sat on a chair nearby and said, "Your Majesty, I have a good relationship with Zhang Junlai, a disciple of Mr. Baiyun. Zhang Junlai has learned the true biography of Mr. Baiyun and was awarded the "Zhixuan Jing". He is good at counting celestial phenomena. I learned that.
He was visiting friends in Xuzhou. I went to see him and asked him when the rain would stop. He said, "You can't see it, you can't hear it, you can't follow it. There is no sign of stopping. In the short term, this rain will stop."
I’m afraid I can’t stop.”
Mr. Baiyun refers to the old god Chen Tuan of this era.
Chen Tuan became famous in the late Tang Dynasty and was sought after by emperors of all dynasties. Guo Rong of the later Zhou Dynasty was one of them. He invited Chen Tuan to the court many times and was given the title Mr. Baiyun.
Zhang Junlai was Chen Tuan's most proud disciple, with the most noble virtues. Later generations honored him as Baolai Tianjun.
Luo Youdu established Taoism as the state religion, and also granted canonization and rewards to the most famous "gods" of this era, but he did not specially invite him to the court.
Luo Youdu was not surprised that Song Qi asked Zhang Jun for advice.
The superstitious thoughts of the ancients cannot be suppressed for a while, and Taoist knowledge is also broad and profound.
Gods and gods have different views on benevolence and wisdom, but they have very deep attainments in the knowledge of Yi, Xiangshu, astronomy and stars.
They can indeed predict the climate based on various natural phenomena.
The officials of Qin Tian Jian can also do it, with an accuracy rate of 60 to 70%.
Luo Youdu said: "Qin Tian Jian also said so."
Song Qi was worried and said: "Your Majesty, if this continues, the Yellow River will surely overflow. I saw the news from Prime Minister Wei that the canal to dredge the drainage has been 80% completed and is barely usable. How about directly digging the mouth of the river to reduce the pressure on the Yellow River?
This avoids disasters downstream..."
Luo Youdu's expression suddenly changed, and he hurriedly scolded: "Don't talk nonsense..."
Seeing that Song Qi was surprised, he softened his tone and said, "I know that Aobao cares about the people, and this statement is for the sake of the people. However, the power of the Yellow River should not be taken lightly, nor should it be taken lightly. Any rash move will definitely be punished.