Song Shuwan pursed her lips, opened the door and saw a man in a green shirt with a haggard face standing outside the house.
"come in."
The man followed him into the house: "I have met Tang Cheng, the crown prince, and his concubine."
Song Shuwan turned around and scanned the man with a scrutinizing gaze. She really said that Cao Cao had arrived. It turned out that he was Tang Cheng.
Pei Huan said: "Without courtesy, are you here for the sake of the people around you?"
Tang Cheng nodded heavily: "As for the prince, I am here just for the people. Please save the people beside Jiuyuan River. They are all innocent and should not end their lives for the selfish desires of others."
Pei Huan was speechless, tapping his fingertips on the armrests of the wheelchair.
Tang Cheng lowered his head, his body gradually became stiff as time passed, and cold sweat broke out from his forehead.
When the atmosphere was solemn, Pei Huan said: "Do you think it is more important to ask for disaster relief or to solve the problem of the Nine Canal Dam?"
Tang Cheng was startled and said without hesitation: "Disaster relief is equally important as the Jiuyun River Dam issue. The former is because the people need a way to survive, while the latter is because it is going to rain again."
Pei Huan leaned forward slightly: "It's going to rain again here? Do you know the time?"
Tang Cheng took a deep breath: "I don't know the specific time, but in previous years, there has been a lot of rain in Mingzhou City right now. Your Majesty, once the rain falls, the situation here is probably..."
He didn't finish his words, but both Pei Huan and Song Shuwan knew the meaning behind it. They must repair the dam before the next rain falls.
Disaster relief, repairing dams...
Song Shuwan was deep in thought, and suddenly an idea came to her mind: "Your Majesty, we can use the food provided by the court to provide disaster relief and hire refugees to repair the dams. What do you think?"
Pei Huan raised his head slightly: "Very good, but this dam is not a trivial matter. If it needs to be repaired, it needs to be repaired by someone who is good at it. I heard that Mr. Tang was responsible for repairing the dam before. Is Mr. Tang willing to take over this project again?
thing?"
Tang Cheng was stunned, and said with a wry smile: "In the past, the repair of the dam was indeed handled by the lower official, but the lower official was also taught by others. The prince wants to find someone who is good at it, and the lower official can only recommend him to you."
Pei Huan asked: "Who is that person?"
"Daliu Village, Han Rongzhang."
The next day, Song Shuwan and Pei Huan followed Tang Cheng to Daliu Village and met the Han Rongzhang mentioned by Tang Cheng, an old man over 150 years old with white beard and hair.
"Mr. Han, these two are..."
Before Tang Cheng had time to finish, he was interrupted by Han Rongzhang: "This person in the wheelchair is Pei Huan, the God of War in the Zhou Dynasty, right?"
Pei Huan nodded lightly, not surprised that his identity was revealed: "It's me, Mr. Han, you're polite."
Han Rongzhang sneered and pointed his finger at Pei Huan in the air: "I know why you are here, but I think that instead of struggling on the dam, you should disperse the people around you first, and let them leave to their fate for the rest.
Can."
Before Pei Huan opened his mouth, Song Shuwan stepped forward and said in a calm tone: "The old man said so much, it's just for one reason, you can't repair the current dam."
The expression on Han Rongzhang's face tensed instantly, and his cloudy eyes were a little bright: "The method of stimulating generals is useless to me."
Song Shuwan twitched the corners of her lips: "But you are useless. Those who cannot repair the dam, no matter how much they talk, it is just a waste of words. They are a waste and extremely useless."
Song Shuwan lowered her voice for the last eight words, but it was precisely because she lowered her voice that she seemed even more mocking.
"Snapped!"
Han Rongzhang clapped his knees and stood up, saying in a hasty tone: "That's nonsense. You are a waste. You are extremely useless. If you are not just a dam, I will repair it for you."
Song Shuwan raised her eyebrows. When she saw Han Rongzhang interrupting Tang Cheng, she guessed that he was an impatient person who could not be easily offended. Sure enough, she pulled him down with just one sentence.
After gathering her thoughts, Song Shuwan slowly spoke: "This is what you said yourself, old man. If you can't fix it by then, don't say that I used the provocative method."
Han Rongzhang was silent for a moment, staring at Song Shuwan with a bit of anger in his eyes: "You, you..."
Song Shuwan looked at him with a smile. After a few moments, Han Rongzhang snorted coldly: "Okay, I will take over the matter of building the dam, old man, but now the people are in danger, you have to deal with this manpower, don't let it get to the end, I will build the dam
No one can be found."
Song Shuwan took two steps back and handed over the rest of the conversation to Pei Huan, who also figured out Han Rongzhang's temperament and quickly made follow-up arrangements.
In the afternoon of that day, the government office posted a notice on the city gate building, stating that as long as those who participated in the construction of the dam would be provided with food by the government office, those who received the news could immediately rush to the gate of the government office to record their names.
When the people outside Mingzhou City heard this, they rushed to the government office: "We are going to build a dam. Will the government really give us food?"
Song Ren held a writing brush in one hand and a blank booklet in the other. When he heard the question, he slightly raised his eyebrows and said, "Of course it's true."
“Where does food come from?” someone asked.
Song Ren looked around, seeing the thin appearance of the people around him, and sighed secretly. Whether it was a natural disaster or a man-made disaster, ordinary people were the ones who suffered.
Fortunately, it was not anyone else who came to provide relief this time, but the Crown Princess and the Crown Prince. The people inside and outside Mingzhou City were very lucky.
Putting his thoughts away, Song Ren said loudly: "You should have heard the news that Prince Pei and Princess Pei are here, right?"
There were echoes around him, and Song Ren paused for a moment, then continued: "As soon as Prince Pei entered the city, he sent the unkind officials in the city to prison, while the imperial concubine went to find someone who was good at building embankments.
For the sake of you, they dare not take any rest, just to restore the Jiuyuan Canal to normal."
"They have reached this point, what about you? Should you also contribute some efforts to restore the Jiuyun River to its former appearance at a faster speed? Think about your family, think about yourselves, you still have the heart to be indifferent
?"
An hour ago, Song Ren was called to the government office and learned about the future arrangements from the Crown Princess. When asked if he was willing to contribute, Song Ren agreed without thinking, which is why he stood there.
here.
Now that the words were spoken, the surroundings of the government office fell into silence, but in just a few moments, the silence was replaced by noise.
"I-I'm going to build a dike!"
"Get out of the way, I want to remember your name."
Song Ren slightly raised the corners of his lips: "Don't rush, don't rush, come one by one, it takes a lot of people to build the dam..."
In the government office, Song Shuwan leaned against the wall and couldn't help but sigh, Song Ren is really a deceiver, it would be a shame to follow her.
Thinking about it, she glanced at Pei Huan: "What does the Crown Prince think of Song Ren's ability?"
Pei Huan smiled slightly: "The ability is good, but if you want him to enter the court, just a disaster relief effort is not enough."
Song Shuwan raised her eyebrows, not surprised that her plan was seen, and asked humbly: "Please give me some advice, Your Majesty."
