It was dawn. The Song army lined up on both sides of the mountain road. Not long after, a monk escorted other monks to appear on the mountain road. Last night, the monks on the top of the Shaoshi Mountain sent the news. The monks who were willing to surrender subdued the monks who were unwilling to surrender and would surrender after dawn.

Seeing the monks coming down, Song Jun put iron handcuffs and anklets on the monks, he finally felt much more relaxed. When the monk claimed that he had already gone down the mountain, Song Jun did not believe their words, but continued to search on the top of the mountain. As the Song Jun expected, after two days of careful search, more than twenty monks who wanted to get away from the valleys and caves of Shaoshi Mountain were picked out.

Another part of Yang Tiexin's army was temporarily stationed in Shaolin Temple. He and his troops escorted these monks to Kaifeng for trial. The team was in a vast way. When they arrived at the concentration camp outside Songshan, they also organized the people in the concentration camp to come and watch.

Seeing the monks who once lived at the top of the Songshan social system, wearing handcuffs and ankle chains, and were escorted under the escort of the Song army, the people who were watching the fun burst into cheers. Lu Da, one of the concentration camp administrators, felt very moved when he saw this scene. As far as his observations were concerned, many people in the concentration camp had no reason to expect Shaolin monks to defeat the official army. When they saw the victory of the official army, they immediately became cold to these monks. Such a bad nature made Lu Da turn around and leave.

Before he took a step, he saw a commoner rushing to the monk and stuffing things into his pocket. It probably looked like steamed buns or something. The food provided in the Song Dynasty concentration camp was according to the minimum standards of the Song army's garrison troops, two dishes, one soup and one pound of grain. Before, the people looked at them eating nothing left, but they didn't expect that they had hidden some reserved food for themselves. Finally, when they saw a guy with a little conscience, Lu Da turned around and left. Only then did he feel a little better.

After leaving the concentration camp outside Songshan Mountain, the ground became flatter and flat. When we walked to Zheng County, the hometown of Luda, it was already a flat yellow land. When we were sleeping at night, the tired monks quickly fell asleep wrapped in their broken quilts. In the second half of the night, with some gentle push, Master Zhishen and others woke up from their sleep.

The monks in charge of asking people were already sleepy until this time, and they fell asleep. Master Zhishen and others secretly got up and continued to deal with the shackles with files. In the past few days, they had been doing this secretly. The Song army was still humane and had cloth strips wrapped around their shackles. After doing work at night, they wrapped the shackles with cloth strips, and they could not see the damage on them.

The people who practice martial arts are very strong. Master Zhishen has cut off his shackles. The reason why he has not escaped yet is just to wait for the people under his command to complete the same work. After working for a while, the shackles of the monks were finally filed. The monks woke up the guy who stayed up late and called people, and picked up the iron chains that had imprisoned them as weapons.

Because Zhishen and the monks were considered to have made meritorious contributions, the Song army did not take strict care of them. The group of people walked quietly. The Song army lit some torches to light them, and the lighting just gave guidance to the great monk Zhishen and others. They just needed to avoid these torches.

He walked and stopped and tried his best to avoid the sentinels of the Song army. Seeing that the great monk Zhishen and his party were about to escape, he unexpectedly heard a sharp whistle sound in the direction of the sentinel of the Song army guarding the monk. When the great monk Zhishen saw that his tracks were exposed, he didn't care about so much and started running wildly.

It was so dark that the group could only run desperately against the dim moonlight. After running for a while, they heard that the Song army was chasing behind them in the distance. The Song army could fill the food for the people in the concentration camp, but they would not be polite to these monks. The people ran out of breath and could not run.

The monk Zhishen could only take the monks to hide in the woods next to him. Seeing the Song army chasing, the monks were so scared that they didn't dare to move. However, they didn't expect that some people in front of him who were not the Song army were running, and they vaguely saw the appearance of those people, with iron hoops on their heads and long hair hanging down their shoulders. The monk Zhishen was immediately shocked. Before, Shaolin Temple had bet against the Song army, and Shaolin Temple suffered a crushing defeat at 27:151. Among them, 11 of them were not obtained by the monks. They were obtained by the Sweeping Monk of the Sutra Pavilion and the Huo Forefather Tuo, who had never been noticed. Now the light is dim, and the monk Zhishen cannot see it very clearly, but from his strong figure, he was probably sure that this person was the leader of the ten Huo Forefather Monks.

The group of people walked quickly and ran past the hiding place of Master Zhishen. Just when Master Zhishen thought these people would escape, they saw the leader of Huo Forefather Tuo suddenly stopped, grabbed one of his subordinates, and slapped the man in the chest. The subordinate was caught off guard and screamed. The leader of Master Huo Forefather Tuo immediately threw the subordinate to the place where Master Zhishen was and continued to escape quickly.

Master Zhishen was immediately shocked. He never expected that Huo Foreword Tuo would find out where he was, and he did not expect that Huo Foreword Tuo would be so decisive. In addition, Master Zhishen recognized that Huo Foreword Tuo had just developed the Vajra Palm. Master Zhishen was recognized as the one who left the Vajra Palm in the entire Shaolin Temple.

Vajra is a word that comes from Buddhism. Its pronunciation is transliterated in Chinese as Sakura, Vazaru, Vajra, and Tibetan as Dorje, Sanskrit noun, and the weapon of Indra, and is also the Sanskrit name of diamonds and lightning. In Mahayana Buddhist scriptures and treatises, Vajra refers to a method in the Dharma Realm that is strong and incompetent, but because there is no other method that can be replaced or destroyed, it is called Vajra. The magic weapon used in religious rituals is also called Vajra, which is translated as Vajra and Demon Subduing Pestle.

Just listening to the name, the Vajra Palm is an extremely powerful martial art. However, the Mahayana Buddhism emphasizes not killing and saving the world. Vajra itself is a pure state. Although the Vajra Palm is powerful, it has its own Zen meaning. This was realized by the great monk Zhishen from the steps of the sacred Zen meaning when he swept the floor of the Sutra Pavilion while chanting the Diamond Sutra.

However, the Vajra Palm of Huo Forefa Takuta in front of him had changed from a Buddhist palm technique to a simple killing move. This made Master Zhishen feel extremely unhappy. He was stunned, but the Huo Forefa Takuta found a slightly bright bald head under the moonlight. He couldn't help but shout, "Master, save me."

Before Master Zhishen could get up and escape, the pursuers behind him were approaching. Hearing the approach of Forefather Tuo, he turned around and rushed towards Master Zhishen, who was closest to them. Master Zhishen could only get up and run away.

At noon, Master Zhishen stood up. This time he not only put on shackles again, but also had an iron ring on his neck. There were rings in front of these iron rings. The rings were connected by iron chains to the collars on the necks of other escaped monks who were treated the same. Song Jun was treated with retaliatory treatment for these monks who were trying to escape.

Recalling the clean and neat Vajra Palm of the leader Huo Foredotu, Master Zhishen felt extremely regretful. If he had made a move first and rushed forward to knock down Huo Foredotu, he would probably be the ones who escaped, not those Huo Foredotu. But it would be useless to think about anything at this time. With heavy handcuffs and shackles, Master Zhishen and others embarked on the difficult prisoner's path.

While the great monk Zhishen and others passed by, Zhao Qian was riding on a Mongolian horse and marching on the official road with other technicians. Seeing the monk team that seemed to be invisible, Zhao Qian felt it was very interesting. The matter of destroying the evil forces in Songshan had long been written in the newspaper, and the newspaper even wrote about the story of the monks fighting against Shaolin in the Song army. Looking at these dejected monks, Zhao Qian felt very funny.

However, they couldn't wait here all the time. Zhao Qian and the others looked at it for a while and then urged the horses to continue moving forward. The Mongolian horse was low in size, and even after being matched with good varieties, the Mongolian horse could not suddenly grow tall. Although the Arabian horse was good, Zhao Qian didn't seem to be too arrogant. Zhao Qian was about 185 tall and rode on a Mongolian horse with a shoulder height of about 130, which looked a little dissatisfied.

When they continued to move forward, when they arrived at the construction site, Zhao Qian jumped off the horse. He felt that he might really consider getting his Arabian horse. It felt really uncomfortable to ride a pony.

On the construction site, people came and went. Henan has already started a comprehensive water conservancy planning. As a graduate of the water conservancy department, Zhao Qian was of course brought to work in this area. When he saw Zhao Qian coming, the person in charge of the construction site immediately came and asked: "Director Zhao, why did I hear that I have any requirements for the Yellow River this time? It is to try not to affect the Yellow River as much as possible?"

"Yes." Zhao Qian replied very simply, "The river channel in the lower reaches of the Yellow River was moved a section ago and drowned. Shandong shouted loudly, saying that the Yellow River could not continue to turbidity like this. What else can we do? We can only do this."

Hearing that this was a cross-administrative region dispute, the construction site head asked tentatively: "What does the official say?"

"The official probably doesn't know about this. But I know the official's attitude. He said before that although the soil and water conservation of the Loess Plateau may not be able to restore to the situation before the Qin and Han dynasties, it can no longer deteriorate without restrictions." Zhao Qian knew his father very well.

Zhao Qian knew Zhao Jiaren, but the cadres on the construction site didn't. He thought for a while and asked, "What does the official mean?"

Zhao Jiaren explained it more clearly, "That is to say, the Yellow River can only be more clarified and cannot allow the Yellow River to continue to carry so much mud and sand."

With such a clear explanation, the person in charge of the construction site was immediately excited, "This is impossible. We must use the Yellow River water here. If we can't use it, it means that the entire design has to come."

Zhao Qian didn't say anything more. This was a very annoying thing. According to the historical documents of the Yellow River ordered by Zhao Jiaren to rectify, the Yellow River, which was a big river, experienced the Loess Plateau, before the Qin and Han Dynasties, or before the Spring and Autumn Period, was not intense enough for human farming on the Loess Plateau, so it maintained a relatively stable situation.

When human productivity increases and they have the ability to view forests on a large scale, after land reclamation, severe soil erosion occurs on the Loess Plateau. Therefore, during the Qin and Han Dynasties, Guanzhong was a large plain, which was very suitable for farming. By the Tang Dynasty, Guanzhong became destruction. By the Song Dynasty, the natural environment in Guanzhong had become very bad.

But there is a saying that "the meat is rotten in the pot". The soil erosion in Guanzhong has led to the development of the Central Plains. The soil on the Loess Plateau was taken to Henan to settle, providing good soil for the Huanghuai Plain and the Hebei Plain. But there must be a limit. It can be seen that Zhao Jiaren, the Zhao Guanjia, is a guy who goes against the will of heaven. He thinks that relying on human actions can change, at least it will greatly slow down the problem of the Yellow River erosion of the Loess Plateau.

Zhao Qian admired such a father very much, but was a little helpless. Following such a boss, the people below were very upset. With sympathy for people like him, Zhao Qian said to the person in charge on the construction site: "In this way, you can send someone to see if there are other rivers around you that can provide water. I will follow you here to see the situation."

As a last resort, the person in charge had to accompany Zhao Qian to inspect here.

Zhao Jiaren explained it more clearly, "That is to say, the Yellow River can only be more clarified and cannot allow the Yellow River to continue to carry so much mud and sand."

With such a clear explanation, the person in charge of the construction site was immediately excited, "This is impossible. We must use the Yellow River water here. If we can't use it, it means that the entire design has to come."

Zhao Qian didn't say anything more. This was a very annoying thing. According to the historical documents of the Yellow River ordered by Zhao Jiaren to rectify, the Yellow River, which was a big river, experienced the Loess Plateau, before the Qin and Han Dynasties, or before the Spring and Autumn Period, was not intense enough for human farming on the Loess Plateau, so it maintained a relatively stable situation.

When human productivity increases and they have the ability to view forests on a large scale, after land reclamation, severe soil erosion occurs on the Loess Plateau. Therefore, during the Qin and Han Dynasties, Guanzhong was a large plain, which was very suitable for farming. By the Tang Dynasty, Guanzhong became destruction. By the Song Dynasty, the natural environment in Guanzhong had become very bad.

But there is a saying that "the meat is rotten in the pot". The soil erosion in Guanzhong has led to the development of the Central Plains. The soil on the Loess Plateau was taken to Henan to settle, providing good soil for the Huanghuai Plain and the Hebei Plain. But there must be a limit. It can be seen that Zhao Jiaren, the Zhao Guanjia, is a guy who goes against the will of heaven. He thinks that relying on human actions can change, at least it will greatly slow down the problem of the Yellow River erosion of the Loess Plateau.

Zhao Qian admired such a father very much, but was a little helpless. Following such a boss, the people below were very upset. With sympathy for people like him, Zhao Qian said to the person in charge on the construction site: "In this way, you can send someone to see if there are other rivers around you that can provide water. I will follow you here to see the situation."
Chapter completed!