The 20th time, the road to protect the embankment of the foolish Ludao, and the commander of Qu Xinzhi to greet him
Since this incident, the relationship between Jin Fu and Yu Chenglong has greatly eased. When the autumn matured, the Ministry of Civil Affairs evaluated Yu Chenglong's outstanding political achievements, and the ministry transferred the imperial edict to Cheng Long.
Because he was well versed in water conservancy, he was asked to participate in river affairs, with the right to perform special duties. Yu Chenglong was determined to manage Qingjiang without picking up lost things, and would not close his house at night. After receiving this order, he simply did not go to Nanjing for the time being, and stayed in Qingjiang to supervise the command.
People are making a living. The first major overhaul project to regulate the river has been gradually completed this year. Dredging from Qingjiangpu to Haikou via Yuntiguan, dredging from Gaojiayan to Qingkou, embankment work and clear water from the west of the canal to Gaojiayan
The project of releasing water from the pond to contain the sand went very smoothly. Yu Chenglong had high prestige, so he just gave an order, and tens of millions of river workers were raised immediately. Since the flood had not yet arrived, there was no problem with the river defense, so a few people did not have any problem at that time.
A great dispute. But this situation only lasted for more than half a year. The rift between them suddenly broke out and turned into a terrible dispute, which completely wiped out the friendship during the spring disaster relief.
In September of the 21st year of Kangxi's reign, the autumn flood peak came ahead of schedule. Along the Yellow River Basin from Shaanxi, Henan, Anhui to Jiangsu, dark clouds covered the sky and the autumn rain continued, as if someone had drained the Tianhe River.
Pour into the Yellow River! The sheep newspaper floated down, and nine out of ten messengers died. We only learned from the bamboo sticks that the water level in Gaolan Iron Pillar upstream rose three inches a day, reaching more than four feet: This means that the water level in the river in Jiangsu will rise.
Four feet away! All newly built dams, embankments, gates, and diversion canals are facing great threats.
Seven days ago, when Jin Fu received the first flood, he brought Chen Huang, Feng Zhiren, Peng Xueren and other staff to move all the atlases, sand tables and various measuring instruments of the Governor's Mansion to the intersection of the Huang, Yun and Qing rivers.
At the top of the embankment, a felt tent was erected and guarded day and night in the pouring rain.
This place is surrounded by water on three sides, and on one side is the land that has dried up in autumn. The endless autumn rice is shaking uneasily in the rain and fog, rolling up one by one. The turbid yellow water in the half tank outside the embankment is rising into the sky, and white foam is rolling.
Throwing up a few armfuls of thick trees rolled down from the upper reaches, sinking them, rising up and knocking them down again, it was as light as a child playing house.
"It's stormy!" Jin Fu murmured while standing on the trembling embankment wearing an oil coat. He hadn't closed his eyes for several nights, and his eye circles were all red. "What did you say?" Because of the loud waves of the river, he squatted down.
Feng Zhiren, who was by the embankment, didn't hear what he said clearly, so he turned around and shouted. Chen Huang stood beside him with his trousers rolled up, because whether it was a raincoat or an oil coat, he had thrown it off long ago, and all his clothes were wet and clinging to his body.
Hearing the two people talking, Chen Huang looked back and saw Peng Xueren looking indifferent. He hadn't shaved his head for more than a month, and his long hair was stuck to his forehead, which looked funny. Chen Huang couldn't help but grinned and shouted at Jin.
The assistant shouted: "Mr. Jin! It's going to rain again. I think we should release water at the western breach of the canal to reduce flooding!"
"Chen Tianyi, is this your advice?"
Suddenly there was a louder sound behind them. When everyone looked back, it was Yu Chenglong who had arrived. His face seemed to be covered with frost, and he stood majestically on the bank of the embankment. Although Yu Chenglong wore cloth robes and sandals, he was very particular about not showing his arms in summer.
You don’t wear heavy clothes in winter. For more than ten days, Yu Chenglong has been directing the migrant workers on the embankment to fix the embankment, but his clothes and hats are still clean and mud-free. He just came from the west embankment and heard Chen Huang say that the water should be released, so he stopped and sneered: "
You brag every day that this new construction project can prevent hundreds of years of floods, why? Just a few days later, you suddenly have to dig it up yourself? What's the truth?"
"Zhenjia," Jin Fu waded over to the top of the embankment and said, "it doesn't matter here. Tianyi wants to lower the water level here and divert the flood from Xiaojiadu upstream. The water reduction dam there has not yet been completed. I'm afraid that
I can't stand it. Let's discuss it if it's okay. Don't act out of emotion."
The construction of the water reduction dam was Chen Huang's first project. That is to open a large canal to divert water in the narrow part of the river, and lead the flood water along the canal to the main river downstream. This is used to adjust the flood flow and slow down the impact on the main embankment. It can also be used when the canal is horizontal.
Irrigating the fields. Yu Chenglong didn’t agree with building this whimsical water reduction dam at all. After hearing this, Don turned around and said: "We have built dozens of water reduction dams, but they ended up breaching the fields and harming the people? This is not a good time.
, here it is opened again, and there is another big 'water reduction dam'! Where are the people? Where are the fields? Where are the houses? Where are the cattle and sheep? As long as the roof is saved, the rest are not needed?"
"It's too late to notify you!" Chen Huang didn't want to argue with Yu Chenglong at all, so he said hastily, "There are a lot of depressions down here, and only about 20 villages receive water, and there are many people on the embankment. Let's ask people to clear the villages.
It will be enough to evacuate the old, weak, women and children, and the river construction can allocate money to compensate. Yu Gong, you know, the Xiaojiadu dam reduction costs millions and takes several years to operate. It is about to succeed. Once it is destroyed by water, it will be unimaginable. And the three areas upstream
Thousands of hectares of crops will be wasted! Yu Gong, who told the people, land, cattle and sheep there to evacuate?" After saying that, he looked at Yu Chenglong eagerly. Yu Chenglong stood proudly, not even looking at Chen Huang, humming
After a sound, only two words came out of his mouth:
"no!"
He has his own ideas. He believes that the fatal root cause is that the entire river channel is too narrow. Breaking the dike and releasing water here may not have any effect on the upstream. If it is self-defeating and the water is broken at both places, the consequences will be even worse. Jin Fu also agrees on this point.
After thinking about it, he looked at Chen Huang with a questioning look.
I don't know whether it was because of the cold, or because he was anxious and angry. Chen Huang's face turned green and yellow, and he was very ugly. He explained with a sigh: "Nothing happened to the dozens of dams that reduce the wheat floods, and they have shown their effectiveness. If the largest one at Xiaojiadu can be completed,
, there is no need to release the flood here at all, and now the breach is to ensure the safety of the Xiaojia Ferry, this is very clear! Sir, if the flood is released at this time, if the Xiaojia Ferry cannot be saved, please Ergong, please punish Chen Huangming to express gratitude to the people!"
Peng Xueren looked at the river situation, and the more he thought about it, the more sense he made, and he loudly said: "Mr. Zhenjia, what Tianyi said is right! I am willing to accompany you as a guarantee!" Feng Zhiren stamped his feet anxiously: "We can't argue anymore, hurry up.
Send someone down to inform the people to leave the village!"
"Hahahaha..." Yu Chenglong looked up to the sky and laughed, with a livid face, and said, "How many kilograms would you, Chen Huang, Peng Xueren, and Mr. Jin and my heads be cut off in total? This is absolutely not feasible!"
After all, he left on his own.
"Release the flood!" Jin Fu hesitated for a long time, and finally made up his mind, "I am the governor of the river. Even if I have committed a thousand crimes, the fault is only mine! Immediately order all the officials of the supervising Yamen to go to the lower reaches to notify everyone, and no one will be missed."
Leave the village and release the water in three hours!" Feng Zhiren shook his head and said, "This is easy to handle. I'm afraid Jackie Chan will personally protect the embankment, but the breach will be difficult to open!"
Peng Xueren rolled his eyes and thought about it, then clapped his hands and said, "Commander Commander, didn't His Majesty give you the Shang Fang Sword? You can use it now!" Jin Fu was reminded with this word, and he cheered up and shouted loudly: "Come! Please!"
The Emperor's Sword, and the Yellow Mandarin's Waiter!"
Since these imperial gifts were all in the Yamen, they were busy for half an hour before they were ready. When Geshiha, who had gone to the countryside, came back to report, the people in the lower reaches had already evacuated.
The large sedan was meandering with only a gold-topped umbrella to protect it from the rain, a floral coral top on its head, a nine-python five-claw official robe and a brand-new yellow mandarin jacket. The four captains behind carried the yellow umbrella stand.
Carrying the Emperor's Sword, he walked on the muddy dirt road towards the West Embankment. Only Chen Huang, who had no meritorious status, followed behind him step by step.
But the seriousness of the situation was unexpected. Thousands of people were crowded everywhere on the West Embankment! Some people sat along the embankment and ate dry food, some knelt on the embankment and muttered Buddhist chants, some families huddled together to keep warm, and many others
A few people helped the old and the young to climb up the embankment. Yu Chenglong and a dozen government servants were persuading something. Jin Fu looked at it, and a ball of anger rose in his heart: How dare you, Yu Chenglong, use the common people to defy the emperor?
Destiny! Just as he was hesitating, Yu Chenglong had already greeted him. Therefore, Jin Fu had the status of acting on behalf of heaven at that time. Yu Chenglong waved his hands and knelt down, signing up loudly: "Became a Jinshi, and was appointed as the Chief Envoy of Nanjing, and also the Qing Dynasty
River guard Yu Chenglong, I would like to meet you, sir!" After saying this, he kowtowed three times and knelt down to obey his orders.
"Yu Chenglong!" Jin Fu's eyes flashed coldly and he asked sternly: "Are you going to gather a crowd to resist this governor?"
"Sir..." Yu Chenglong burst into tears and choked with sobs. He couldn't say what he said. An old man in the crowd stumbled over and knelt on the ground. He kowtowed and cried: "Master, please don't be wronged."
, we heard from Goshiha from the Hedu Mansion that the master is going to break the embankment and release the water. Mr. Yu is urging everyone to avoid the water to higher ground in the east..."
When Chen Huang looked at it, it turned out to be the old man Huang Binggua. Looking further up the embankment, Zhang Chunming, Liu Deliang, and Liu Yinqing were all on the embankment, looking at Jin Fu with strangely indifferent eyes. Chen Huang couldn't help but feel sad.
Hearing that Yu Chenglong was also urging everyone to leave here, Jin Fu was a little surprised, so he took a breath and said, "Jackie, please get up. This is very good. Let's persuade the people to leave together so that we can break the embankment and release the water."
Yu Chenglong seemed to be cold, tired and tired, and stood up with difficulty. He suddenly seemed to have aged ten years, his legs were trembling, he bowed his hands and shouted: "Fathers and fellow villagers, Yu Chenglong prays for help."
You guys, retreat to the east..." he shouted, with tears streaming down his face. Seeing him like this, thousands of people howled loudly and slowly moved to the stone embankment on the east side.
"Break the embankment!" Jin Fu saw that things were going so smoothly. He thought to himself, after all, the power of God can't do anything. If he had known this, he would have saved a lot of time! He gritted his teeth and said briefly: "Pull out the soil immediately! - Mr. Yu,
Zhenjia! Please come over here!"
Yu Chenglong didn't move, just looked at the crowd going away with dull eyes, sat down on the embankment, and said: "Let's fight!"
In an instant, it seemed that the wind had stopped, the rain had stopped, and the river had stopped roaring. More than a hundred soldiers were holding spades, and more than a dozen officials and staff were as motionless as stone figures.
But it only happened in an instant. Yu Chenglong, who was sitting by the embankment, suddenly burst into tears, jumped up like a madman, threw himself on the embankment, knelt down facing the Yellow River, opened his hands and shouted: "God! God!
You don’t want the people anymore? Who will worship you? Come down as hard as you can, go down as hard as you can... Yellow River, rise as hard as you can, rise as hard as you can... Drown me like Jackie Chan, drown me!"
"Drag him down!" Jin Fu suppressed the heat in his heart and shouted viciously.
"twitter!"
"Who dares?" Yu Chenglong suddenly pulled out a sharp paper knife from his sleeve, stood up and held it to his throat, "A scholar can be killed but not humiliated, but a doctor cannot be punished! You decide for yourself when you break the dike, who dares to touch it?
I, I will commit suicide immediately!"
Seeing that there was no further delay, Chen Huang jumped up and suddenly stood still. He looked at the iron-clad Yu Chenglong with absent-minded eyes, then looked back at the dumbfounded Jin Fu, Peng Xueren and Feng Zhiren, their voices sounded like
He was blocked by something and spit out a mouthful of bright red blood. He knelt down with a plop and cried bitterly: "It's too late, it's too late... Xiaojiadu, my Xiaojiadu!"
This was the second time Peng Xueren encountered this situation. The Zhengzhou magistrate committed suicide because of a river burst, and the Nanjing governor Tie Xin lived and died with the embankment. Although things were different, his heart was the same. It touched his heart and made him burst into tears. He sealed his ambition.
Ren saw Jin Fu closing his eyes and weeping, standing motionless as if made of iron. Thinking of the ups and downs of his family's half-life, and still having a dangerous future with no hope of success, he also covered his face and cried. For a time, there was a sound of sobbing among the soldiers on the embankment and down the embankment.
In the evening of that day, the water level of the Yellow River at the mouth of Qingjiang River suddenly dropped. In the middle of the night, an emergency report was received: Xiaojiadu breached, and the water reduction dam project had damaged seven out of ten. The water broke out from the north bank, spread over the river, and poured into the canal.
Outside the West Causeway.
Although it was all expected, Jin Fu, who was thinking about luck, still felt as if he had been whipped violently by a whip. He shivered all over and his face turned white. He wiped the cold sweat from his head and looked blankly at the dark embankment.
He muttered to Chen Huang and others who were guarding him: "There is nothing to do. Let's go back to the Yamen and take down the tents here..." After that, he didn't ask anyone to follow him and walked down the embankment without looking back.
Staggering back like stepping on piles of cotton.
Peng Xueren was someone who had come before, so he looked free and easy. Seeing Feng Zhiren looking at Jin Fu's back with no tears, Chen Huang looked at the ebbing river and felt startled, because he laughed and said: "It has been like this since ancient times to control the river. There is no need to be downcast."
Let's go back, have a good meal, have a good sleep, and listen to the news before we talk." Feng Zhiren nodded, but Chen Huang said: "You two, please go first, Jin Shuai is not in a good mood, you can talk with him.
Son, let me take a look again."
It wasn't until Chenpai time on the second day that Chen Huangfang hurried back to the governor's office exhausted. Seeing Lao Qi, who often came to deliver letters from the Nanjing General Administration Department, sitting in the concierge chatting with a few Gesheha, he knew there must be urgent news, so he took two steps in three steps.
Bu rushed in and saw Jin Fu reading something in the signing room, so he hurriedly asked: "Jin Shuai, do you have any letter?"
"Six hundred miles of urgent documents transferred from Nanjing, Di Bao." Jin Fu didn't even raise his head and sneered, "This Cui Yawu has both sides. He has two boats. He is so capable in officialdom and has the ability to manage rivers.
But it's so useless - he seems to be a person from the reign of Emperor Xi. He must follow the ancient way in words and follow ancient precepts in deeds. I don't know if he is eating grain or Shen Nong Baicao?" After that, he read in a low voice:
... Check Jin Fu's system of measuring water and reducing dams, which is actually the paradox of using Li to measure the sea. When a dragon makes rain, how can there be a quantitative rule? When a river rises and a river falls, how can it be determined? This is a perverse academic theory that has never been seen in ancient times.
This is done brazenly... It consumes half of the country's treasury and causes eternal trouble to the Southeast...
After reading this, he threw the article aside with a bang and said gloomily: "In this case, I, Jin Fu, am not a thief of the people? Just kill him, why bother to write such a formal article, disgusting!" He picked it up again.
I picked up a book, but it was about river management. When I opened it and read it, the first sentence was:
The way of Yu was to follow the nature of the water and dredge it, so that the rivers of Jiuzhou flowed across China without causing any harm...
When Jin Fu hurriedly looked behind him, he saw that the signature was still the inexplicable Cui Yawu, so he closed the folder with a bang and pushed it under the table. Qia Peng Xueren and Feng Zhiren came in through the curtain, and Peng Xueren picked it up.
When he saw it, he was startled and said: "Mr. Zihuan, there is an imperial approval above this!"
At this time, not only Jin Fu and Feng Zhiren, but also Chen Huang, who was deep in thought, came over. When he took a look, he saw a small mark in Zhu Zhu at the bottom of the sixth page:
This article is very ancient. Based on Jin Fu's experience in river management, he annotated it one by one and submitted it to me for review.
——Ti Yuan Master
He couldn't tell whether it was gratitude, regret, frustration or sorrow. Jin Fu's knees softened and he fell to his knees. He howled in pain and said: "My lord, if you had come here just one day earlier, I... I would have avoided this."
What a disaster!"
Yes, if this imperial edict had come earlier, Jin Fu would have been able to refute Yu Chenglong, who shared the same views with Cui Yawu, and how could it have led to the collapse of Xiaojiadu? But this edict was actually lost in Nanjing due to rain.
Three days of delay! How can one not feel sad and regretful?
After feeling melancholy for a long time, Jin Fufang said: "I don't want to think about this anymore." Shangshu Yisang'a, minister Song Wenyun and the imperial censor Cui Yawu and Yi Laqa have arrived in Jinling to inspect water transportation. Shi Lang's four hundred warships are going to pass through the canal.
Heading south, Shi Lang has gone to Beijing to listen to the emperor's instructions. The breach at Xiaojiadu was just an improper civil administration. If something happens again on the embankment, it will be a big crime to delay the military aircraft... We must be prepared to deal with these things." Feng Zhiren asked.
"When will the imperial envoy come to Qingjiang?" Jin Fu said, "About tomorrow. As soon as I saw these names, I knew that they were all people with the name Suo. I'm afraid they are going to overthrow Lao Ming and attack us first, so we have to be careful.
ah!"
"Commander, don't worry, nothing will happen to Cao Di!" Chen Huang listened quietly for a long time, and then said: "I think the most important thing is to seize Xiaojiadu as soon as possible. The imperial envoy can just leave it alone. If you want,
If you ask, you must have an answer." Jin Fu saw that what he said was reasonable, but he was so confused that he couldn't think of a clue for a moment, so he said in a daze: "What is there to tear up? A taboo is like tabooing a thief, and you cannot deceive the emperor.
——Let’s listen to what the imperial envoy says. But one thing you can rest assured is that Jin Fu is not a traitor to his friends. I will be responsible for the resolution of the conflict and it has nothing to do with you. Don’t try to excuse me on this." Chen Huang said carefully.
After thinking about it all night, he already had a plan in mind, so he smiled and said: "Of course we will not deceive you. What I am talking about is taking advantage of the situation and trying to make up for it. Jin Gong just bows to himself and accuses himself. We will come up with a comprehensive plan and add it to the list in the evening.
.The emperor is so wise, he will definitely be appreciated."
At noon on the second day, the imperial envoy Yisang'a, along with three senior officials including Song Wenyun, Cui Yawu and Yi Lakha, arrived at the Hedu Mansion in an eight-person green cloth official sedan. Jin Fu accepted the imperial envoy.
In the grand ceremony, three cannons were fired, and the goalkeeper Yisang A and his entourage were welcomed in. Because it was still drizzling, the incense table was set up under the dripping eaves. After kneeling three times and kowtowing nine times, Jin Fu glanced at a few people who had nothing to do with it.
The opponent with the expression said loudly: "Slave Jin Fu respectfully greets the Holy Ann, long live, long live!"
"Holy Holy Gong!"
After saying this, Yisang'a suddenly became arrogant. With a smile on his face, he bent down, took Jin Fu with both hands, and introduced the entourage one by one. Everyone came in with greetings, and Yisang'a looked around and laughed while asking: "
Where’s Zhenjia?”
"Sir," Jin Fu asked Yu Chenglong and gulped, "Zhenjia is now on the embankment of the river and has already been summoned."
"A third-grade official went to the river embankment in person. He is a person who works hard!" Yisang praised Yu Chenglong, looked at Jin Fu with a smile and said, "Brother Zihuan, I was ordered to check the water transportation this time, but I didn't bring anything to me.
What a good letter!”
Jin Fu had just sat down. When he heard this, he hurriedly left the table and bowed his head and said: "Jin Fu has performed his duties without integrity and should be severely punished. I have bowed to the emperor to ask for strict discussion. If you have anything to say, please give me instructions."
"Sit, sit down!" Yisang'a lit a fire and smoked, crossed his legs and smiled, "Where is the 'instruction'? These are several ministerial meetings, and a reference from the imperial censor of Wei Xiangshu.
, The emperor has the imperial approval above, and there is no punishment for some supervision. However, the emperor does not know about the Xiao family's crossing of the Jue River, so it is better to know it in your heart. Advancement and retreat, honor and disgrace are common among scholars, and you don't need to worry too much about it.
." He said and handed over a thick stack of paperwork.
Jin Fu took it with trembling, calloused hands.
There are many memorials, and it is not convenient to read them carefully on this occasion. In addition to the ones I read yesterday, there are also memorials from Liang Qingbiao, the Han minister of the Ministry of Household Affairs, and Samuha from the Ministry of Works on the excessive use of silver in river engineering. Both of them were responsible for pacifying the "San Francisco"
"The meritorious minister was also the most difficult minister to offend in the dynasty, known as the "Devil King". Not to mention anything else, these two things alone were enough to chill people's hearts. Then there was another ministry meeting, which was the Ministry of Personnel Examination.
According to Jin Fu's proposal to request punishment for several minor breaches in the Yellow River last year, the ministry proposed seizing the official position. In the memorial, Jin Fu originally wrote: "I would like to request that the Yellow River be overhauled and that the water be returned to its original path within three years. Now that the limit is full and the water has not been returned to its original path, please
There is a deep nail mark underneath "Punishment", which is obviously a mark made by Kangxi when he was reading. But underneath Zhu's comment is:
It is easy to remove Jin Fu, but who can replace him? River affairs are very difficult, but Jin Fu dares to take on the task. The rest of his ministers may not have the same courage! If the decision is made hastily, it will be difficult for the successors to do anything. It is okay to order him to supervise the repairs.
After reading this, Jin Fu felt a little more at ease. Looking at the original text again, it was the chapter on the impeachment of the famous Wei Xiangshu (to be continued)
