"Patriarch, this season's winter wheat, I'm afraid it won't survive..."
In fact, there is no need for others to say this, Zhao Liang knows it well. Most of the sparse wheat seedlings in the fields are green and yellow, and the rest are dead. From the beginning of spring to now, it has only rained twice, and the ground has not been soaked. Even if the wheat has sprouted, it will definitely not be able to hang the ears. As a result, the farm's harvest was cut by more than half...
Suppressing the panic in his heart, he asked, "Where's the millet?"
"We also need to see if it rains." The person beside him whispered, "If it doesn't rain, the harvest of millet will also be reduced by three points."
This is still the case of the continuous river at the head of the village. As the patriarch, Zhao Liang was quite proficient in farming. Seeing the drought and no rain, the farmers have long since planted a batch of millet. Wadi, waterlogged beans, and only millet, can survive the severe drought. No matter how hardy it is, it needs water!
If it still doesn't rain this month, can these millets in the fields be preserved? Without the food harvested in the summer, what will the clansmen rely on to live? There have been two sacrifices in the Dragon King Temple. Let's do another one, can I ask for rain and dew
Drying his lips, he pursed his lips tightly. Zhao Liang was trying to think of a solution when a loud voice suddenly came from a distance.
"Brother! Bandit soldiers, bandit soldiers are coming!"
Looking at the fourth brother rushing towards him, Zhao Liang said in shock, "Where did the soldiers come from? Where is the Sun Family Fort in front?"
Their Wubao was built on the back of the mountain, and there was a family of a family named Sun in front of them who built the fort. As a result, their entire clan was able to escape the chaos of Wang Mi's army and barely survive. Why are the thieves here again
"It's the soldiers and horses of the Jie Thief! The Sun Clan has descended!"
"It's that Hu Locus..." Zhao Liang's expression also changed. The Jie Ren Shi Le has now become a disaster star in the hearts of the people of Henan and Yanzhou. Wherever you go, it sweeps across. If they let him invade Wubao and take away the food, how will they survive this calamity
"Order all the young people in the clan to ascend to the top of the city!" Gritting his teeth, Zhao Liang said fiercely, "Our Fort Wu is very small, if it is difficult to attack, they will retreat!"
In any case, hit a dozen. There is still millet in the fields, maybe after this period of time, it will be fine.
As long as you can survive...
"General, Wu Fort in front has been captured. The food is not too much, only enough for the first half of the month."
Hearing his confidant's reply, Shi Le frowned tightly. Yuzhou doesn't look very good either.
After returning to Yanzhou last year, he first spent a lot of effort to destroy the Jin Dynasty that suddenly appeared. Finally, the fake emperors and ministers in Taichung were completely killed, and several counties were broken. Before he could catch his breath, he encountered a severe drought.
For several months, there was no rain in Yanzhou. Crops in the fields were dry and dead, the soil was cracked everywhere, and some tributaries were cut off from water. If this continues, there will be famine.
Shi Le himself cultivated land, and was traded as a slave because of the severe drought in Bingzhou. He even had the effect of drought on the people. So he immediately led his troops to attack Yuzhou. Before Yuzhou was ploughed by Wang Mijun, although the prefecture was dilapidated, there were still many Wubao. These days, both families and villages like to live together in castles. If it is captured, it can also support the army's food and grass.
But the idea was good. When he arrived in Yuzhou, he found that the drought was also serious here. In the Wu Fort of the Shu clan, there was no food at all. And Wu Fort is no more difficult to conquer than the city. If you go on like this, it's a bit of a loss.
Still have to fight the gentry! Yuzhou is similar to Yanzhou, where the Sima clan and the aristocratic family settled down. If these people know each other and donate the city, they can spare their lives. If not, tread flat.
Immediately set the direction, Shi Le waved his whip: "Continue to attack the city! Before the summer harvest, be sure to accumulate more food and grass!"
While these people still have hope, raise troops as soon as possible. If there is no rain, Xia will lose hope, fearing that there will be a flood of refugees. At that time, the four fields were empty, where did he go to raise food
Like a locust-like army, it started again and attacked another city.
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This weather is just killing people.
Zutaizhi stood on the embankment, sweating profusely, only to feel that his clothes were soaked with sweat. It's only been a few months, and the sun is so vicious. In addition, there is no rain for a long time and the air is dry, which is even more difficult to endure.
Thankfully, the lord made a plan earlier. If it's later, I don't know what will happen.
"Ancestor joined the army, the channels in front have been dug, do you want to break the cofferdam?" Below, a subordinate officer of the worker asked.
"Don't panic. Wait until Dr. Pei and the others have finished reading it." Zu Taizhi said, walking towards the pergola built under the embankment.
Inside the shed, a group of people were writing and drawing on the high case. The conditions are simple, there is no place to kneel, everyone is not polite, and Hu sits on the high stool. In addition, it is full of dust, and it is not to mention how embarrassing it is.
Zu Taizhi doesn't think it's strange, not to mention these people, even himself, isn't he like this now? He only stayed at the construction site for four full months, plus the preliminary inspection and later inspection, he has not been able to live in peace for half a year.
Fortunately it's almost finished.
Feeling slightly relieved, Zu Taizhi opened his mouth and said, "Dr. Pei, the channel has been completed, how is your inspection here?"
Named by Zu Taizhi, a young man raised his head and said, "I was looking for you, but this last paragraph seems a little out of place."
Upon hearing this, Zutaizhi's expression immediately became solemn: "What's wrong?!"
If a water conservancy project of this scale is slightly wrong, it will be a disaster. Who dares to slack off
The man didn't hide it, and pointed to the southwest corner of the map: "The digging here is shallow, which is not conducive to sand removal. If it goes on like this, it is very likely that the channel will be blocked, and a lot of manpower will be required every year to clear it. It must be rebuilt!"
What he said was decisive, and Zu Taizhi's expression was not very good-looking. It took a lot of effort to repair this channel, and if it is rebuilt, I don’t know how long it will take. The jointing period of the crops is approaching. If the water replenishment time such as ear emergence and grain filling is missed, even if the channel is completed, it will not be able to catch up.
Thinking quickly in my heart, in the end, Zu Taizhi still gritted his teeth: "If it is rebuilt, can it be completed in five days?"
"Yes!" The other party replied succinctly, "The channel has been dug, just adjust one or two. Send some servants as soon as possible, when you can catch up!"
"Then fix it!" Zu Taizhi immediately made a decision, turning his head and instructing the officials around him.
Seeing that he agreed with his plan, the young man was relieved. He raised his hand to wipe the sweat off his head, but found that his hands were covered in carbon black. Nowadays, Bingzhou draws and checks and uses charcoal more often, so this situation is inevitable. Just a few years ago, could he have imagined that he would be sitting in a pergola on this river beach, all covered in dust and black hands
This person is Pei Ruo. Hedong Pei's direct branch. At that time, she was just curious about the new chapter of "Nine Chapters of Arithmetic". Pei Ruo went to Shangdang alone and entered the Chongwen Museum. Who would have thought that after a few years, the situation has changed so much.
The Pei family's territory in Hedong has been occupied by the Huns and puppets. Half of the family members voted for the Xiongnu, and the rest fled to the south. Pei Ruo did not migrate with the clan, but chose to stay in Shangdang, and then went to Jinyang to become a doctor in the Institute of Knowledge.
The longer you stay in the Institute of Knowledge, the harder it is to leave the intoxicating environment. The family business was lost, the capital of the country went south, and in just a few years, everything that he was familiar with was turned upside down. But in the sea of learning, people will never be lonely or lost. The calculation of Bingzhou can be described as a thousand miles, and there are new achievements from time to time. And the "six bodies of cartography" that he learned from his ancestral home, Pei Xiu, has also become the cornerstone of the first subject of geography.
If possible, he will indulge in books and maps, and never ask about world affairs. However, it just so happened that Bingzhou showed signs of severe drought last year, and new water conservancy fortifications need to be built. Ancestor Taizhi joined the army and found himself.
Taking on this task was initially just a matter of interest. Since the pre-Qin period, Zhengguo Canal and Du'anyan have irrigated a lot of fertile fields. If he can also lead the completion of such a canal, will it also be remembered in history
However, when he arrived at Jiuze Lake and began to investigate, Pei Ruocai realized that it was completely different from what he had imagined. Hundreds of miles of road, we have to walk everywhere, and we have to find out the criss-crossing waterways one by one. Just the preliminary preparation, the tortured person will lose a layer of skin. However, this difficult journey made him discover for the first time that it was so difficult for farmers to cultivate the fields.
He came from a noble family, and all he had contact with were pavilions, pavilions, and luxury mansions. Even if you have been to the farm, you will appreciate the spring flowers and the fragrance of rice. How the fields are cultivated, and how the farmers work. He actually knew nothing.
And this drought has completely lifted that hazy veil. A family of old and young take turns in the backwater, just hoping to give the wheat seedlings an extra chance of survival. Villagers in groups of three or five were injured and killed, just to grab a waterway that was about to stop flowing. In this field, what is the wheat grain planted, it is clearly blood and tears!
It is clear that the big lake of Jiuze is right in front of you, but three or five miles away, the fields are still dry. What if there is a canal? What will a large canal that can irrigate fertile fields look like
Pei Ruo sank completely. Immerse yourself in the labor of drawing drawings and scrutinizing geography. The former family demeanor has been left behind. Every day, he runs around with a group of surveying and painting school officials, writing and doing calculations. It didn't stop for a day.
Hence the immediate results.
Looking at the servants who are still moving sand and soil in the river, sweating like rain. Pei Ruo clenched his fists and suddenly said to Zutaizhi: "Ancestor joins the army, I'll go with you."
Zu Taizhi was already preparing to go to the last construction site, when he suddenly heard this sentence, he was quite surprised. But soon, he nodded. This project is too important, and naturally the more people who can use it, the better. The two of them did not delay and set off for the construction site.
Seven days later, the cofferdam standing in front of the canal was finally smashed open. It only took a moment for the gurgling stream to turn into a howling water dragon, breaking through the weir and merging into the ditch! Stripes of silvery water, flowing in the cheers of countless people, rushed to the land that had been dry for a long time.
The author has something to say: Du'anyan is Dujiangyan, called by the county name at that time.
Book of Jin: In May of the third year of Yongjia's reign of Emperor Huai, there was a severe drought, and the Liangshui freshwater pool in Xiangping County was exhausted, and all rivers, Luo, Jiang and Han could be involved.
The Yellow River, Luo River, Yangtze River, and Han River were all depleted. As you can imagine, it was a huge nationwide drought. It was also this drought that sounded the death knell for the Western Jin Dynasty in history.