Zhang Yang lowered his head and looked at the situation at the river. Rain kept falling on the river, and the river was very turbid at the moment.

Li Tai explained: "Actually, March to May is always the flood season of the Yellow River."

Hearing this, Li Xiaogong asked curiously: "How did Qingque know about it?"

Li Tai chuckled, "I learned that when I was compiling topography and geography in the past two years. The old farmers in Guanzhong also know that March and May are the seasons when the Yellow River is most likely to flood. My brother-in-law's worries are not wrong. This

It’s time to be on guard.”

"Will it drown my grapes?"

Zhang Yang looked up at the sky and frowned: "Occasional rainy days are actually good for grape and fruit planting. This year's flood season comes later than in previous years. I don't know how long the rain will last. If it rains,

The shorter days are good for crops."

"How many days will it rain?"

After listening to him for a while, Zhang Yang became distressed and said, "It depends on God's will. How do I know?"

"The grapes from my hundred acres of land..."

Zhang Yang raised his head and looked at the sky. His face was still a little cold from the rain. He could predict rain, but he couldn't predict how long it would rain unless he could go up to the sky and see the movement of the clouds.

The good news is that Datang has weather forecasts. Zhang Yang plans to continue to study it. Crop cultivation is inseparable from weather changes.

Unfortunately, this weather forecast cannot be considered a forecast at all. It can only be said to be a prediction of what may happen in the next one or two days based on the current situation.

There is a simple feeling of knowing the weather by looking at the clouds.

"Your Highness King Wei, what have Master Yan been busy with these days?"

Li Tai replied: "He is busy building the Taiye Pond and said that he will build several palaces to the north of the Taiye Pond. If he wants to ask anything later, he won't say anything."

"It seems that your father still wants to build a palace in Longshouyuan."

"In the Qin Dynasty, there were Xingle Palace and Afang Palace, and in the Han Dynasty, there was Weiyang Palace. These palaces were all located on Longshou Plain. They were originally a place to build palaces. It is understandable that my father wanted to build a palace there."

Li Tai told about the origin of Longshouyuan. He felt that Li Shimin would definitely build a palace on Longshouyuan.

In fact, the Daming Palace in the Tang Dynasty was indeed built in Longshouyuan, but the Daming Palace was not built in the Zhenguan Dynasty.

The environment in Guanzhong was once barren due to excessive cultivation, and the city of Chang'an was overpopulated and overwhelmed several times. Later, Luoyang, the eastern capital, was called the capital.

As the center of power left Chang'an, future construction also left the Northwest, leaving the Northwest to remain desolate.

Sometimes when I look at the lovely villagers here and the simple folk customs, I feel unwilling to do so.

Zhang Yang also considered building industry around Chang'an City and surrounding the entire Chang'an City with industry, so that the labor force in Chang'an City could be recruited and moved out.

For this reason, we can also share the pressure when Chang'an City is overwhelmed.

Looking at the vast Guanzhong Plain, Zhang Yang did not want this place to become as barren and desolate as it would be in a thousand years.

At least everything is possible from now on.

Building the Northwest requires huge resources and manpower.

Zhang Yang is thinking about integrating the labor force and labor resources in Guanzhong to distribute the labor force.

This is something that the DPRK and China have never taken into consideration.

This is Lishan’s plan for the future when it opens a technical institute. People need skills to become a better workforce.

Human resources are inseparable from production. If Lishan wants to master production, it must master human resources.

In short, Lishan alone has a population of more than 200 people, including the young adults and the elderly.

Such a small number of people is simply not enough. If we want to build the Great Northwest, we will need a huge amount of manpower and material resources.

Zhang Yang whispered: "I have a human skeleton."

Li Tai nodded, "I know that my brother-in-law's habits are already known to everyone."

Touching his chin, Zhang Yang smiled and said, "It seems that every move I make may become a joke."

"When Divine Doctor Sun took the human bones in full view of the public, and said that he was taking them for his brother-in-law, the matter spread among the people, and the actions of a demon were naturally talked about by people."

"Now that I have the skeleton, I want Master Yan to draw the skeleton. After the drawing is completed, the brother's bones can be buried. I will then make a human skeleton made of stone for easy preservation and display."

Li Tai was helpless, "Show? What's there to show for the bones of a dead man? People avoid them, let alone see them."

"His Royal Highness the King of Wei does not know that there is actually a lot of knowledge in the human skeleton. I believe that as knowledge continues to advance, people will not shy away from looking directly at the human skeleton in order to pursue knowledge."

"Well, I asked Master Yan to arrange the painter. My brother-in-law will just send the skeleton."

"good."

"Also." Li Tai suddenly asked: "Brother-in-law, remember to put it in a box. This king...the princess is timid. She will faint when she sees human bones."

Li Xiaogong smiled heartily, "How could the Guanzhong girl be afraid of this? Back then, there were mountains of corpses and seas of corpses. A skeleton was nothing more."

Li Tai bowed apologetically and said, "I made Uncle Wang laugh."

Ever since Li Tai married Yan Liben's daughter, he had been frantically collecting money from the Ministry of Industry, borrowing things from others, and then borrowing from Yan Liben himself.

Li Tai let go of everything and had no intention of returning it to the Ministry of Works.

Lishan Construction needs the support of the Ministry of Industry. To put it more simply, Yan Liben's conscience has begun to deteriorate day by day under the corruption of Li Tai.

Zhang Yang looked up at the sky, feeling a little guilty for Li Tai's immoral behavior.

I always feel that if this continues, Yan Liben's official career will be over.

As he was talking, someone came from a distance. When he saw it again, wasn't it Cen Wenwen?

After calculating the days, he came to Lishan Mountain at the beginning of the month. This rainy day was not suitable for traveling, so why did he come again.

Cen Wenwen is an acquaintance in the village, but now the village entrance is under martial law. Anyone who can enter the village must be brought in by the soldiers at the village entrance.

Now Cen Wenwen was accompanied by three or two army sergeants.

Lishan produces firearms, and these soldiers surrounded the village, making it difficult for strangers to get close to Lishan.

This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! This is how Cen Wenwen was brought, more like being escorted.

When Cen Wenwen arrived, he was sure to talk about the affairs of the DPRK. Li Xiaogong and Li Tai consciously retreated not far away, talking to themselves.

Zhang Yang was still looking at the water level of the Wei River, then picked up a bamboo pole and fixed it near the shore, and then tied a hemp rope to mark it according to the current water level.

Cen Wenwen added: "The Guanzhong river channel flooded several times overnight. While people were still sleeping, the fields were already flooded."

"Brother Wenwen means that the water level is rising very fast. Even if I mark it now, it will be useless. If it floods, there will be no way to stop it."

Cen Wenwen added: "Master Yan built several dams in the upper reaches to prevent the fields from being submerged during the flood season."

Zhang Yang folded his hands and said melancholy: "The water and soil in Guanzhong are like this. Droughts and floods are unpredictable. When there is a drought, there won't be a drop of rain for three or two months. When there is a flood, it is often out of control."

Cen Wenwen added: "If the Supreme Emperor had not raised troops in Jinyang and captured Chang'an City, Chang'an would not have been built as the capital. Perhaps Luoyang would have been built instead."

"Even Brother Wenwen thinks that the water and soil in Guanzhong has reached the point of moving the capital, so why did he reject my plan to build a canal?"

Cen Wenwen explained: “The rejection was not the decision of the lower official alone.”

Zhang Yang said sadly: "I have been obstructing my work at Taifu Temple at every turn, and Cen Wenwen even said that he was not harming me."

"The county magistrate wants to frame a subordinate. The matter was discussed between the DPRK and the Central Government. The rejection was because Zhao Guogong advocated cherishing the power of the people. The matter will be rejected only after the Prime Minister submits it to His Majesty."

Zhang Yang sat on the bank of the river with his hands folded, looking in the direction of Chang'an City, "Sure enough, it is his eldest grandson, Old Fox, who is blocking me. Brother Wenwen has done me a lot of harm."

He was tired and didn't want to explain. No matter what, it was me who harmed him. Cen Wenwen lowered his head helplessly and said, "I came to Lishan to convey His Majesty's words."

"It turns out that I'm here for official business. I hope Wen Wen can come to Changlishan to have a drink with me out of friendship."

"After I get down from office, I'll come and have a drink with the magistrate."

Zhang Yang walked along the Wei River and said: "I have always felt that Brother Wenwen is a person who knows the general situation, so I thought it would be beneficial to have a good relationship with Wenwen, but what about now? Brother Wenwen said that he would drink with me next time.

Time after time, again and again, endlessly.”

"Your Majesty..."

"Oh, don't say anything that is hypocritical."

Being insulted to one's character is a very serious matter. To the ancients, one's character represents credibility and the foundation of a person.

Therefore, loyalty, filial piety, benevolence and justice are very important to people. Once your personality is gone, you will be despised by thousands of people.

At least in the Tang Dynasty, where the folk customs were strong and strong, literati had always been a staunch generation.

Zhang Yang whispered: "I heard that Zhao Guogong and Zheng Gong are very good at fighting, and they often get the upper hand in fights in the Tai Chi Hall?"

"Well, it does happen."

Cen Wenwen stopped and said loudly: "The lower official regards the county marquis as a friend, and he is one of the few friends."

"Yeah?"

"certainly!"

"Okay, give me all of Duke Zhao's connections, including the people in the court who help Duke Zhao speak, make a list and send it to Lishan."

"Okay..." Cen Wenwen stopped mid-sentence, wanting to slap himself.

I almost fell into his trap, and while talking, I got myself involved.
To be continued...