Wang Chonggu has not left Puzhou yet.

After hearing the news, his face darkened, and he first went to the state government office in Puzhou and paid a visit to the master who knew the state.

Then, he returned to Zhang's house, went to Shen's house again, and finally left Puzhou on his fast horse to go north.

At this time, he no longer had the elegance of a scholar, and his face was stern, looking more like a young general.

Wang Chonggu was prepared to follow the path of a Confucian general, just like Wang Shouren and Tang Shunzhi.

Shanxi is close to the Hetao and Xuanning, and naturally there are many good horses, so Wang Chonggu is now galloping with a very graceful horse.

He knew that the news would reach Taiyuan faster, but going south from Taiyuan was simply the fastest post road. On the way, he would always run into Xu Jie, a Shanxi political advisor who was in charge of the project.

At this moment, the emergency rescue and repair work in Puzhou must have begun.

The bridge has not collapsed yet, but the iron cables have been torn. Who knows if there will be big problems under the pull of the leaking iron boat piers?

If we talk about the direct access to the local Public Security Department and the Ducha Division, we usually have a lot of contacts, but the Secret Service Team of the Public Security Department, which belongs to the Jinyiwei, and the manpower of the various provinces in the Internal Inspectorate Factory are all direct systems to Tianting, which is extremely ordinary.

Show less in front of others.

You can't hide it. What you need to consider now is how to deal with the aftermath.

The queen's mourning period had just passed, and no one had started to bury her. When the emperor was already in a bad mood, if he was not careful, the emperor would be furious and investigate.

At Pujin Bridge, Liu Xian rushed there with the mobilized dock workers.

Now, he had taken out his military uniform and the epaulettes representing the rank of lieutenant from the package he carried.

At this time, the coolies who had worked with him before realized that an official had sneaked into their midst.

Too busy?

Liu Xian had no intention of paying attention to their reactions, and looked at the Puzhou Prefectural Government Office and the bridge-guarding generals stationed on both sides of the Pujin Bridge.

These are the soldiers arranged by Shanxi Province in various prefectures after the military reform. The leader was actually a lieutenant colonel, leading a thousand people. This is not only because of the importance of Pujin Bridge, but also shows that Puzhou is the most important defense area in the southwestern part of Shanxi.

Because in the entire Shanxi Province, the number of generals now should be only seven or eight thousand.

Today's arrangements are also very simple.

"First inflate all the skin bags," the lieutenant colonel general arranged, "then go to the dock to mobilize some boats. Has the camp brought all the rubber for wrapping the wheels? Stabilize the bridge piers first!"

After saying that, he loudly asked an official from the Pujin Bridge Management Office, which is directly under the Shanxi Provincial Government: "Where are the replacement cables and workers?"

"General Lu, there are still five bundles of iron ropes prepared in the warehouse. They are already pulling them here, and there are also workers." The official looked a little pale, "But to pull the iron ropes up, someone has to climb to the top of the iron pillar to install them.

Pulley. The master pulley maker was invited to the Taiyuan Gang... to help..."

The lieutenant colonel surnamed Lu was furious: "No one else understands? How can you pretend?"

"...That's not difficult, there are tongue and grooves on the top of the iron pillars... But the pulley is not light, and you have to carry a rope up. Now the iron boat on the bridge pier is leaking, and it is not stable..."

"Who is not afraid of heights and has great strength?"

At this time, there was another crisp sound in the distance, and another iron rope was broken and pulled hard from the air to the water surface.

"...Hurry up, row the boat to the bridge pier first, and tie all the skins to the broken iron boat!" The man surnamed Lu also looked at Liu Xian, "Brother Liu, please take the laborers at the dock with you."

Go over there first and help stabilize the bridge piers. Brothers who know how to swim will take turns to go into the water, plug the hole, and scoop out the water from the flooded compartment in the iron boat! After this matter is done, the province will be in trouble

There’s a reward!”

Liu Xian saw that he seemed to be commanding, so he turned his head and looked over there, knowing that although the bridge piers were fundamental, the cable-stayed iron cables were also crucial.

An iron boat serving as the foundation of the floating platform under the bridge pier leaked, and the strength of the entire bridge pier was naturally uneven. Now the iron cables hanging on the iron pillars have been broken one after another, and the wooden bridge deck laid on the iron cables that were pulled up horizontally

, that’s not light.

"General Lu, despite his humble position, he is not afraid of heights. He is good at climbing trees and thinks he is not bad at all." Liu Xian hugged him and said, "There are more than ten iron boats on the bridge piers. There will be no serious danger for the moment. Let's pull the bridge deck first."

If it doesn't collapse, it can last a little longer."

Lieutenant Colonel Lu, a local from Shanxi, looked at him and said decisively after a moment: "Okay, thank you Brother Liu. You and Lieutenant Liu can tell you clearly where you are going."

Soon after, Liu Xian also arrived at the base of the bridge pier in a boat.

From a distance, the shaking range of the bridge pier base is very subtle. But when you get closer and the water flows, you can see that the shaking range is not too small.

But seeing that the bottom of the tall iron column is actually pressed against several straight or curved steel plates, the shaking of the bridge pier has less impact on the shaking of the iron column.

An unknown number of kilograms of weight pressed on the base supported by more than ten iron boats, and several iron anchors fell to the bottom of the river to stabilize the movement forward, backward, and left.

Although Liu Xian knew that there must be great wisdom in this bridge, he still felt that it was too dangerous at this moment.

After all, it is just floating in the water, and the iron pillar has never penetrated deeply into the river bed.

But this is the Yellow River. If the river is not cut off in the middle, how can we build bridge piers in the middle of the river?

Liu Xian didn't have time to think too much, so he tied an arm-thick hemp rope around his shoulders, put a cowhide bag on his shoulders, and began to climb up one of the iron pillars.

This iron pillar is more than twenty feet high, with an iron ring cast on one side for both hands to grasp and for stepping on.

The two pulleys in the cowhide bag were quite heavy. When Liu Xian climbed to a height of five or six feet, the rope tied around his waist became heavier and heavier.

The person underneath who loosened the rope will naturally not pull him, it is just the weight of the stretched rope itself.

The higher you climb, the heavier it becomes.

Liu Xian looked down and saw that there was a lot of noise down there.

Several men who knew how to swim took turns holding their breath and submerged themselves into the water to press down on the cowhide blocking the hole. Many people gathered around one of the dozens of holes left on the base and used wooden barrels to get into the iron boat.

The water in the compartment was scooped out. There were people nearby who kept blowing air into the sheepskin bag passed by the Mongolian people, and then tied it to the iron ring reserved at the waterline of the iron boat.

Seeing that Lieutenant Colonel Nalu responded in an orderly manner, Liu Xian breathed a sigh of relief. No matter what, he had made many arrangements in advance to ensure that the Pujin Bridge was not lost.

Maybe it was just a coincidence, and it wasn't just the first time something like this happened.

Liu Xian climbed up again, but now he felt that it was not so stable and was quite wobbly.

However, strangely enough, from here, although the remaining iron cables are also swinging slightly, the bridge deck looks stable.

However, before he could climb another two feet, another iron rope broke.

This time, the iron cable broke not far from the bridge deck. The diagonally pulled iron cable was longer, whistling towards the crowd beside the base.

"Watch out!"

"ah!"

Liu Xiancai shouted and saw several people being beaten by the iron rope and falling into the water.

He gritted his teeth and now concentrated on climbing up.

Another iron cable was missing, and the iron pillar swayed significantly more.

It seems that they are all linked together, and their strength restrains each other, so they are usually as stable as Mount Tai.

The rope that had stretched for more than ten feet around his waist pulled Liu Xian down. Liu Xian sucked in his breath and concentrated on climbing up.

When we reached the top of the iron pillar, we saw that there was indeed a tongue and groove there, which was where the iron pulley was placed.

And here you can see that the iron cables that are pulled diagonally to the bridge decks on both sides have many thick tongue and grooves on both sides, and inside them are square iron blocks with iron rings stuck.

On top, there are thick iron hooks connected to the iron ropes.

"...Lieutenant...Lieutenant, rope..."

Someone was shouting anxiously below, and Liu Xian was breathing a little quickly. He looked around and found a beam connecting two iron pillars, which allowed people to sit down for a while.

He stuck the pulley on the groove, and when he untied the rope around his waist, his arms suddenly dropped. He gritted his teeth and passed one end of the rope through the pulley, and then he kept lifting the rope up and putting the other end down.

It was windy high up on the Yellow River, and Liu Xian didn't expect that he would have to stay here for so long as soon as he came up.

After that, there were still so many things he needed to do.

Although more workers climbed up later, they could only check the wear of the iron rings on the iron pillars of the broken iron ropes, and could only correct the straightness of the new iron ropes. The iron ropes only need the force from underneath.

The workers hoisted it up through pulleys, but after the other end was connected to the bridge deck, only Liu Xian did the work of hooking the iron hooks into the iron rings with the help of the workers below.

Then I have to switch to another iron pillar...

The progress was not fast, Liu Xian was soon exhausted and sweating, and his arms began to become more and more sore.

Pujin Bridge has been suspended for nearly half a month since that day. Xu Jie, who arrived here the next day, personally supervised a comprehensive inspection, repairs and replacements. Naturally, he also met with local civil and military personnel who were able to deal with the situation quickly, as well as Liu Xian.

"I heard that Lieutenant Liu stayed up there for more than two meals and lost strength after coming down. I wonder if he has recovered now, but do I need to go see the doctor again?"

"It's okay to be in a humble position." Liu Xian clasped his fists, "Thank you very much Xu for participating in politics."

He already knows that this is Yan Guolao's disciple, and he has also been the chief of the royal study room. Four years ago, he came to Shanxi Zhengsanpinyou to participate in politics. This time, he hopes to return to the central government after the big change, or go to a province.

The chief or even the governor.

However, I heard that the current practice is to go back to the Eight Departments to become a minister, and then serve as a local governor for one or two terms before entering the State Palace. I don't know what will happen to him.

After Xu Jie thanked him cordially, he frowned when he was alone.

Why should an outsider do such a crucial thing for the Shanxi South Road guerrillas guarding Puzhou?

Are there no generals in the Puzhou camp who are not afraid of heights but are also loyal, brave and powerful?

On the way to Puzhou, his staff met the Wang family's son.
To be continued...