The night rocked regularly, as warm and comfortable as mother's cradle... The cradle was a bit hard?
Jiang Zinan was startled and suddenly woke up from his stupor. His eyes were completely dark, and he could already feel that he was in the cabin. There was a familiar breath beside his ears. He felt a little warm on the ear corridor and his body felt a little soft.
The cabin is a bit stuffy, but there is a smell, as fresh as a pine forest, with a touch of baby softness. Qianqian said that this is the smell of a clean body...
As soon as he regained his consciousness, he carefully moved away little by little and stood up slowly... The quilt slipped off and his body felt cold.
She was startled and remained half-lying and half-rising stiffly. She listened carefully to the breathing that was still coming from her sleep. Then she breathed out silently and leaned over to fumble carefully.
In the darkness, I finally put on my skirt. After thinking about it, I put on my fox fur again.
I opened the door before going out. I almost bumped into someone. I took a closer look and said silently: "Shh——"
Zhou Ling, dressed in black, took her hand off the hilt of her sword and said seriously: "Young master, are you awake?"
Jiang Zinan looked at it. In the darkness before dawn, the river below was dark and gloomy, but he was on a merchant boat. This merchant boat was a double-decker ship, which represented luxury. It had a dedicated cook, servants, and "girls"
There are five rooms on the upper floor, as well as a tea room.
There are ten rooms on the lower level, and there is a large semicircular arcade on the deck, where passengers can dine on the deck and enjoy the scenery.
Ye Qing didn't have the style of a young man yet, so he didn't cover everyone, only the upper levels.
Seeing the gloomy sky, Jiang Zinan held her hand: "He had something on his mind last night. Well, he slept late..."
"Come in." A clear voice came from the cabin.
Jiang Zinan let go of his hand: "I'm going to see if the cook has made breakfast."
Looking at her running back, Zhou Ling shook her head in confusion, entered the cabin, and lit the oil lamp: "Master..."
The light spreads out, illuminating the young man who is wearing clothes. His body is well-proportioned and has hidden strength.
"Well……"
"What's wrong with Ling Ling?" Ye Qing came back and looked at her doubtfully.
Zhou Ling turned her gaze away, stared at the candle in front of her, and said: "Although it is daybreak, the captain said there will be strong winds and rains, making it difficult to continue the reverse course. Please let me know."
Ye Qing did not agree immediately, quickly put on his clothes and walked out of the cabin.
The sky was leaden gray, and the river surface was oppressive and calm. It was an important river, but there were few sails visible on the water for a mile. In the vast distance, a few black spots were approaching the shore.
"It does feel like a storm is coming..."
Zhou Ling followed him out silently. When he heard this, he couldn't help but look around. He didn't see any town, only the shadows of mountains. The river, which was originally several miles wide, turned into a narrow jade belt against the backdrop.
"Sir, this section is already the Tianxia waterway." The captain came with a person. Under Zhou Ling's indifferent gaze, he consciously stopped three feet away. They had all seen this woman practicing martial arts and were intimidated.
Ye Qing frowned and asked, "Are you ready to dock?"
The captain was followed by the deputy. He looked at the young man in front of him and explained carefully: "There are many hidden reefs in the mouth of this area. Even if we find a landing place, the wind and rain will be strong, and the river will surge rapidly. If the anchor breaks down, it will be dangerous."
He glanced at a few black spots on the river in the distance, and added: "The first few boats are not going to dock. Around the mountain in front, there is a gorge where the tributaries meet. There is a cloud pond where the tributaries go.
There is Shuangliu Town, which has a special place for parking boats, and you can also rest in the town. You see..."
"Two streams..." Ye Qing recalled the information from his previous life. This stream was actually an artificial canal. It branched off from the long river into the Tianxia Gorge and headed north, occupying a large mountain stream.
Then the dam platform is lifted up layer by layer to reach the Yunchi, and then it flows down from a river, specifically bypassing the most dangerous part of the Tianxia gorge, and then goes south again to merge into the main waterway.
"I remember that this double-flow canal has a special structure, which limits the amount of water in the cloud pool on the top of Wushan Mountain. It can only be activated when there is heavy rain. Now that the water is dry in the middle of winter and the rain has not fallen, can it still be used?"
"Young master, you know a lot." The deputy flattered him, and when he saw Ye Qing looking over expressionlessly, he quickly added: "But it snowed heavily a few days ago, and there is ice water to replenish it. I heard that the Yunchi has nearly half of its water capacity, so this is
It's enough for one use, even if you can't reach Shuangliu Town, you can find a section of the river below to take shelter from the rain."
Ye Qing nodded: "Okay, let's take shelter here temporarily."
The captain immediately responded to the order and went down to adjust the oars, and the ship began to turn. Soon it reached the mouth of the gorge. The main waterway faced west, but the northern tributary, the big stream, fell like a waterfall.
There is a high tower standing between the two mountains. The high tower has a gate half a mile wide and three feet high. It is running steadily with the support of the magic circle. It rises and falls, and the water waterfall splashes and roars like thunder, which is shocking.
Jiang Zinan was coming over with a bowl of hot porridge, but he dropped the bowl in surprise.
Ye Qing had quick eyes and quick hands. He fished it out steadily and took a sip: "I added fish soup and simmered it. There is no fishy smell. It's not bad..."
Turning around to see Zhou Ling staring blankly, he couldn't help but remember that when they first met in his previous life, his expression was even more exaggerated than this, and he smiled: "Originally, there is a drop in the river level when this stream flows down, because every year, there are often boats in this section of the main river.
To destroy people and kill people, the imperial court specially set up a water gate, which is regarded as a human-controlled waterfall. In fact, it is not very intelligent, eh..."
After consciously shutting up, the boat had already sailed into one side of the lock. Without causing any confusion to the two women, they exited the lock and continued up the tributary.
Jiang Zinan looked back at the waterfall and couldn't help but ask: "The river is winding for thousands of miles, so it has to be like this to prevent heavy rains and floods? Are there many such Taoist institutions? How to control it? How to repair it?"
Ye Qing smiled and felt nostalgic. He also had these questions in his previous life. Later he realized that in a world where Taoism manifested itself, the upper level was more exaggerated than technology. Apart from other things, the Dragon Clan system could adjust the climate of the entire world, which was not something that could be achieved by the technology of the first century.
The agricultural output of the earth during the Ming and Qing Dynasties was two-crop rotation per year. Wheat averaged 5 shi per mu and rice 8 shi, which is equivalent to only 43 shi per year. In this world, wheat is .5 shi per mu and rice is 45 shi, which is equivalent to seven shi.
This is the result of Shinto's regulation of climate and soil.
This is just one example, there are many other aspects, and this is what dams are like.
Without science, the earth in the 1st century would at least starve to death without heaven, and this world would be almost the same result.
Then he said with a smile: "It is controlled by the magic circle on the spiritual pagoda, but it is only used as a supplement. Most of the power is still converted by upstream water power. As for repairs, they are repaired every hundred years. Do you think there are many such big projects in the imperial court?"
Then he pointed to the front: "There are sixteen gates throughout the journey, so the imperial court rarely has to worry about floods. This is one of the reasons why the imperial court has such a long history."
"But there is only one double-flow canal with this structure, which ensures the stability of long-term waterway transportation, which is not only of economic significance for people's livelihood, but also of political and military significance."
Jiang Zinan nodded in understanding, Ye Qing smiled and said nothing, finished the porridge and went to the tea room on the second floor.
Someone immediately came forward and made tea, and the aroma of tea quickly filled the tea room.
Ye Qing picked up the tea cup and took a sip, then took a sip and continued to ponder in his heart: "Unfortunately, this is the characteristic of the immortal civilization. In terms of power and control, it is even above the medium-level technological civilization, but it cannot be universalized."
Ye Qing knew in his heart that this was the irreversible direction of the development of civilization. On earth, unless technology evolves to the point where intelligent robots replace human labor, unless technology creates gods, otherwise, the noblest plutocratic bosses and presidents will not be physically harmed.
The most common otaku is no different.
To develop science and technology, we must popularize production and consumption among the people. However, even so, there is absolutely no reason for bosses and presidents to serve the people.
Even if the immortal civilization establishes a powerful heaven, its essence is still personal detachment. The great power belongs to oneself. Who will be the slave of mortals or the slave forever?
And if it wants to be popularized, it is not possible. The supply of spiritual energy is insufficient for all the people to practice immortality. If the immortals are immortal and accumulate from generation to generation, let alone the whole people, even if they select 23 candidates in three years, it will be very good.
The fundamental meaning of Daojun's establishment of Heavenly Court is not to control. If it were controlled alone, Daojun's own power would be enough to suppress the world, but to "serve the people."
Don’t get it wrong, it’s this word. Whether it’s the dragons controlling the climate, fertilizing the land, or the underworld bringing in the Yin spirits, people benefit a lot and can’t even live without it.
Only with this kind of grace can one control the moral character of a person. The more Ye Qing studied, the more he felt that a million-year rule was reasonable and was not simply suppressed by brute force.
Thinking of this, Ye Qing smiled to himself: "It's true. If you can control it for millions of years, how can you be mentally retarded? I can think of it, but they can't think of it?"
"Well, Shuangliu Town is coming soon, is the Zhaowang Temple still far away? This is a great opportunity. Do I want to use the Zhaowang Temple to show my royal dignity?" Ye Qing frowned and looked through the wind and rain from a distance.
The Temple of King Zhao is an ancient holy king. There is a Huabiao tree, but for some reason, it absorbed some of the king's energy and became a monster.
Originally, as long as the Huabiao tree stayed within the scope of the ancestral hall, its royal aura would be hidden, and ordinary people would not be able to see the traces. Even if there were people who saw through it, it would not matter. Who would dare to offend King Zhao and commit murder in its ancestral hall?
Even if there is someone who can see through it and is not afraid of King Zhao, then he does not need to cut down this tree to gain such a royal temperament.
Therefore, this Huabiao tree has survived until now. It did not want this Huabiao tree to seek death. It loved scholars, so it transformed into a scholar, making friends through literature, and lived for thousands of years. Its reputation for profound literary thoughts gradually spread, and even attracted Yu Fan.
Yu Fan treated him as a friend at first, but later discovered the foundation for some reason, killed it, and gained the kingly energy in his body.
But there is a reason for this. Spirits change their bodies to confuse the people without the permission of heaven, and they are innocent of killing.
We haven't heard of this scholar's appearance yet, so there is no reason to kill him, lest he be punished by King Zhao.
While I was thinking about it, raindrops began to patter down on a road far away, and with a flash of lightning, the sky split in half, revealing several riders galloping on the road.
Then darkness returned and only heavy rain fell.
"Sir, it's raining too hard. Do you want to take a rest before going?" Yiqi approached the center, wiped the rainwater, and asked.
"No, rush to the Zhaowang Temple." Yu Fan also wiped away the rainwater: "My uncle revealed the secret before he died. I paid a large sum of money and asked the immortal master to calculate it, and I have grasped some clues, which will affect my future success or failure.
, I can’t hesitate any longer.”
As he spoke, there was another thunderous sound like wheels rolling over a bridge, and everyone ran away without saying a word.