The Evil Prince and his Precious Wife: The Sly Lady

Chapter 297: Slap in the face

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Grand Master Wen, Prime Minister Cang, Shangshu Song, and Li Shilang stood not far away, looked at each other, and frowned slightly. The scorching sun dried up all the water in a radius of a hundred miles. It is dry and cracked land, and there is no trace of water source. They have been working for a while, but they can't think of any good water supply...

Gong Qianze's gaze sank, and he took a step forward and said, "Father, the field is very large, and it is not a simple matter to bring water to irrigate. The most urgent task is to provide clean water for the villagers in the village. If you die of thirst, some people will get sick or suffer from heat stroke due to lack of water..."

The emperor's sharp eyes narrowed sharply: "The water shortage in the village is so serious."

"Yes." Gong Qianze nodded heavily: "The wells in the village are basically dry. Every day, the villagers carry wooden buckets and go to the foot of the mountain dozens of miles away to line up to fetch water. Those who go early can Received a bucket and a half of water, those who went late, just received the bottom of the wooden bucket... "

So little water, where is enough to drink

The emperor frowned tightly: the severe drought in southern Xinjiang has affected hundreds of thousands of people. With so many people, their daily water consumption is not small. It is not easy to completely solve their water problem...

Looking at the emperor's dignified face, Gong Qianze's eyes sank, and he said in a low voice: "I think of a way..."

"What way?" The emperor asked casually, his majestic voice was a little irritated.

Gong Qianze didn't take it seriously, and said with a smile: "The civil and military officials and the people in the capital have all dug wells in their homes. The weather is hot. Although the water in their wells is not particularly large, there is still some left over for daily use. You can Let them donate the remaining water, put it in barrels, and transport it to the villagers for use... ”

Song Shangshu's eyes lit up: "This method is good!"

"There are at least 10,000 households among the hundreds of officials and common people in the capital. If each household saves some, the remaining water will be a considerable amount. It is very suitable to use it to help the villagers who have been affected by the disaster..."

"That's right, although the number of victims is large and the water available is not particularly large, at least the villagers will no longer be thirsty or get sick due to thirst..."

"His Royal Highness Prince Rui is truly wise..."

The ministers were chattering away, and the repeated praises and compliments made the corner of Gong Qianze's mouth curl up in a graceful arc, and he said modestly: "Everyone's absurd praise..."

The severe drought in southern Xinjiang and the suffering of the people is a great opportunity for him to show himself. What he wants is for the officials to praise him, subdue him, and then support him willingly. Now it seems that his plan is very successful. He appreciates the added...

"Heh!" A chuckle floated over with the wind, and there was indescribable ridicule and disdain in the pure voice.

Gong Qianze's eyes froze, and he followed the prestige to look over, only to see Gong Qianyu standing under a big tree on the slope, looking down at him from a height, with undisguised contempt and ridicule shining in his clear eyes.

Why is Gong Qianyu here

A sharp cold light flashed in Gong Qianze's eyes, and then disappeared without a trace in an instant. He looked at Gong Qianyu coldly and said, "What are you laughing at, brother?"

"Naturally it's a trick to laugh at you!" Gong Qianyu looked at him coldly and said, "Every morning, the guards are sent from door to door to collect water, pack it into buckets, send it here, and distribute it to the villagers. It's troublesome and long-winded..."

"Brother Huang, do you have a good idea that you don't bother and talk?" Gong Qianze raised his eyebrows and looked at Gong Qianyu.

Gong Qianyu has an arrogant personality, lives in the palace all year round, doesn't care about people, never pays attention to court affairs, and doesn't know the sufferings of the people, so he doesn't believe that such Gong Qianyu can think of a better solution than him.

The ministers of civil and military affairs looked at each other, their eyes looked at their noses, their noses looked at their hearts, and the royal princes were arguing. Those of them who are courtiers, just listen and don't need to get involved...

"There is a Yangtze River in the southeast of the capital, which is tens of thousands of miles long. The water in it is inexhaustible and inexhaustible. As long as the water in the Yangtze River is brought in, the problems of drinking water for villagers and irrigation of crops can be solved easily. No matter how powerful you are, you don't have to worry..." Gong Qianyu said lightly.

"The Yangtze River is at least hundreds of miles away from here. Digging such a long trench will not only consume a lot of manpower and material resources, but also take a long time."

"Now the villagers are extremely short of water, and the crops are so thirsty that they are about to wither. By the time the ditches have been dug to attract water from the Yangtze River, the villagers must have been seriously ill and died of thirst, and the crops have also been sun-dried. And die..." Gong Qianze retorted coldly, the corners of his eyes and brows were full of mockery.

"As long as the water from the Yangtze River is brought in within a few days, the villagers will be safe and the crops will be irrigated!" Gong Qianyu said lightly, looking straight ahead with clear eyes.

The Yangtze River is so far away from here, how can it be possible to dig a ditch to attract water from the Yangtze River in a few days

As expected, Gong Qianyu was bored in the palace for a long time, and he was completely bored. He didn't know how to dig a ditch. He thought that a small ditch on the ground would be a ditch...

An undisguised contempt flashed in Gong Qianze's eyes, just as he was about to taunt Gong Qianyu, a burst of clattering sound came over...

Gong Qianze followed the sound casually, and saw the torrent of clear water rushing towards him, leaping over the trees and over the mound of dirt with lightning speed, hitting him hard, rushing him out of the path, rushing towards him. Xiang Tianye slammed into the half-height earth dam, and the sharp pain spread from his back, causing him to frown tightly.

A wave of water rushed towards his face, hitting his head and covering his face, and the cold water poured into his nostrils, choking him to cough again and again...

Stretching out his hand to grab a small tree, he hurriedly climbed out of the water, climbed to the ground, and stood up staggeringly. The brocade robe on his body was completely soaked in water, dripping dripping down. , the hair crown is crooked, and the hair is all wet, and the strands are sticking to the face, how embarrassing it is, how embarrassing it is!

The ministers also climbed onto the ground with both hands and feet. Looking at the clear water flowing forward, there were deep doubts and puzzlements in the bottom of their eyes: the capital is so dry, where did the water come from

The emperor stood on a small soil slope not far away, watching the rolling clear water flow into the field, irrigating the field, the cracked ground gradually regained its previous warmth under the nourishment of the clear water, and the young seedlings slowly straightened up. Leaves, get refreshed...

A complex look flashed in the emperor's eyes. The moment the clear water hit him, he dodged and avoided it. The capital was severely drought-stricken, and there was no water source within a radius of a hundred miles. It was impossible for so much water to come by itself for no reason. They were drawn by others, and the one who drew them was...