After the big sand table was almost completed, another problem arose: the inn room was not big enough to accommodate it.
Shaoyao wanted to directly requisition the territory of Qisusi, but Huazhi stopped her and asked first, "Is that place usually hidden?"
"Naturally, no one knew that was where the Seventh House Office was located."
"Then let's not go there. Bo Fan and his friends are familiar with this place. Let them help rent a house. The price is negotiable."
Shaoyao thought this was too much trouble. "We won't stay here for long, so why would we need to rent a house?"
Hua Zhi shook her head. She was not making long-term plans. Money was not a difficult thing for her to come by, so she spent it casually. If she had the conditions outside, she would not be willing to compromise herself. What's more, it was a fact that she had no place to put the sand table.
Before dark, Hua Zhi moved into the house as she wished. The house was in the south of the city. Most of the people living here were wealthy, so the house was quite quiet.
Shaoyao started assembling the sand table without any delay. She was good at hands-on work and could work quickly by herself without any help from others. Hua Zhi asked Yu Tao to find a way to get some sand. In this kind of weather, the only sand that could be obtained was wet, but she did not mind it, as wet sand was more suitable for modeling.
The huge hall was brightly lit. Hua Zhi used the map to simulate the Weishui River on the sand table first, then the tributaries, and finally she roughly drew out the landforms near all the rivers.
Each of her movements was slow and she would even think again and again before taking action. She was serious and the others were watching intently. Even Bao Xia wanted to urge the young lady to rest but couldn't open her mouth.
What was finally presented to everyone was a lifelike picture of mountains and rivers. Even though it was made of nothing more than sand, it lacked the poetic beauty of black and white paintings, nor the vividness of color paintings, but it fully demonstrated Hua Zhi's years of painting skills.
Hua Zhi was quite satisfied with herself, except that her waist and cervical spine ached a little.
Baoxia went forward and helped the young lady to sit aside, then used a little force to massage her shoulders. She had this problem normally, it would be strange if she didn't feel pain after being busy for so long.
The Sixth Prince obediently poured the water over, but the glass was too full and his hands and clothes got wet as he walked.
Hua Zhi drank up every drop and accepted the little gift.
"Huahua, you are amazing! If this was an enemy map, I would lead my troops to charge in and out three times without even going in to explore the route."
What kind of metaphor is this? Hua Zhi didn't know whether to laugh or cry, "Can't you think of something else?"
"Hehe." Shaoyao held on to the edge of the sand table, her eyes full of infatuation. Although she was replying, she didn't look back.
"Xiao Liu, go and see if you can figure out anything."
"yes."
The Sixth Prince stood beside the sand table for a long while, then walked around it again. No one urged him and the room was quiet.
Hua Zhi rubbed her eyebrows. It was already past her usual bedtime. She felt very tired but not sleepy. This feeling was not very pleasant.
The Sixth Prince came back and sat down below Hua Zhi. He organized his words and said, "Jingzhou is a plain with many rivers. If there is a flood, the affected area will be very large and the people will have nowhere to escape. However, the river has a large carrying capacity. As long as the water is drained in time, it won't cause any serious damage. Just like what we read in the county annals before, there was a serious disaster fourteen years ago."
Hua Zhi nodded, "Do you think this will be a small disaster or a big one?"
The rain outside was still pouring. Another day had passed. The rain was only a little lighter in the afternoon, but it became heavier at night. Yu Tao had said before that the Weishui River had risen a lot. If it continued like this for another day, I was afraid...
The Sixth Prince bit his lip childishly and whispered, "I'm afraid it will turn into a disaster."
"Do you want to stay or leave? If you want to leave, you can go even in the rain." Hua Zhi deliberately did not say the subject. If Xiao Liu really wanted to leave, she would let Chen Zhen and his brothers protect him and return to Beijing first. As for herself... she actually wanted to leave too.
Sighing secretly, Hua Zhi looked at Xiao Liu, and not surprisingly he shook his head.
"I want to take a look." Then he thought of something and said hurriedly, "I will listen to Sister Hua. If Sister Hua says to leave, she will leave. If she says to stay, she will stay."
Hua Zhi said nothing more. She walked to the sand table, took the baton from Shaoyao, pointed to several places upstream of Xiangyang, and said, "If it rains in Zhiyang, Xiaoshui, Longhua and the upstream areas these days, the flood will not be small this time."
Hua Zhi pointed to several tributaries downstream and said, "If it rains in this area as well, and the water in the upper and middle reaches cannot be drained in time, it will be a disaster."
The Sixth Prince looked at her with burning eyes, "Sister Hua, do you have a solution?"
Hua Zhi smiled bitterly in her heart. When did she give them the illusion that she knew everything? Dayu was truly capable of controlling floods. She was not involved in water conservancy work in her previous life, so how could she know so much
But not to mention that others didn't believe her, she couldn't even say these words facing Xiaoliu's eyes full of trust and admiration.
Her eyes fell on the sand table, and Hua Zhi tried hard to dig out the memory of this from her mind.
It is not like later generations, where the country would invest huge amounts of money to build reservoirs that can store water to deal with droughts and store water with the maximum capacity to deal with floods. The reservoirs here are few and have small capacities, so they cannot play much of a role. That is why floods occur year after year, with only differences in size.
To reduce losses when floods occur, we must first block and then dredge.
But how to block it? How to dredge it
The little she knew was just hindsight for the current situation, and what she could do was to sacrifice a part of the city to save the big city, which is the so-called abandoning the small city to save the big city. People in Beijing have always done this since ancient times. As for how tragic the small cities will be, the people in the small cities will bear the consequences.
Is this wrong? No, if she were in that position, she would probably make the same choice. The value of a big city is too great to afford the loss, while a small city can slowly recover no matter how much it loses. The resilience of the people is always reflected in these aspects.
Hua Zhi looked between several places and raised her head to look at Yu Tao, "Is there any movement at the hydrological station?"
Yu Tao went out for a while and came back to report, "Bo Fan said that the hydrological station has been to the county government four times this afternoon."
"Did the government have any warning?"
“No.”
Hua Zhi frowned, "Xiao Liu, does the county annals say when the people can be warned?"
The Sixth Prince remembered it clearly and said immediately, "The warning was given only when the water level passed five strokes."
There are ten strokes in total, and five strokes are not too late to give a warning. Hua Zhi thought for a moment and looked at Yu Tao, "Have you received the upstream water report?"
"I just asked, but I didn't receive it."
Was it really that it didn't rain, or that the water report was not delivered in time? Hua Zhi had some doubts in her heart, but she hoped it was the former. It would be great if it didn't rain upstream.
PS: I have sent my child to live with my relatives and have returned home to provide support to the best of my ability. I am sorry if I have given off too much negative energy. In fact, the grassroots cadres have performed really well. Many of them have not been home for several days in a row. Their white shirts have turned into yellow shirts. Even the hooligans who usually do nothing are now working hard. Everyone is working hard to solve the problem. Thank you for your understanding.