The material transportation and craftsman transportation in the workshop city are separate, not just this time, but every time.
Only then did Li Hong realize that this train actually transported so many sheepskins.
Li Hong had already been ordered to make sheepskin rafts, leaving a group of confused ministers at the headquarters...
This thing is very simple and quick to make. A group of confused ministers at the headquarters were stunned and talking for a long time before Li Hong presented a sheepskin raft...
In the words of later generations, this Li Hong has a very high emotional intelligence and can quickly understand what is going on.
"This thing..."
"Walking on the water is comparable to a wooden raft or a bamboo raft!"
"It should be said that it is even better than wooden rafts and bamboo rafts!"
Although the mutton smell was quite strong, the ministers and ministers still discussed it with great interest.
"Building this thing and controlling it by soldiers can save the plight of tens of millions of people outside Huazhou City! Your Majesty, this is a sacred act!"
"In the history of the official family, have we ever seen a king who saved the people from fire and water? This move by the official family is the first of its kind and a clear proof of a virtuous king in the prosperous age..."
It was all flattering and complimentary, as if this sheepskin raft was created by Zhao Xi.
Who knows what they were thinking.
"The water flow cannot be slowed down, and the sheepskin rafts cannot be controlled. It is difficult to rescue the people!"
Wang Anshi also agreed that this thing was useful. The problem was that he couldn't stand the flattery at this time.
Yes, officials are angry and they should find ways to make them feel better. But does such a bottomless compliment really work?
Outside the tent, heavy rain is still falling, and the people of Huazhou are still struggling to survive in the vast ocean. The lives and deaths of millions of people are unknown...~
However, Zhao Xi's mood did feel better, at least he temporarily forgot about Linghu Jiu's shamelessness.
Zhao Xi didn't find Wang Anshi's annoying behavior inappropriate... Indeed, it was not the time to relax yet.
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The carriage of a carriage, filled with useless cement from the Huazhou Cement Factory, was pushed by hundreds of soldiers, slowly heading towards the dam breach...~
The accompanying ministers had no choice but to follow the officials in confusion at this time, followed this carriage, and slowly walked towards the dam breach.
The rain was still heavy, and it was almost impossible to open your eyes. Even if you didn't open your eyes, all the ministers and workers saw it. They saw the Huazhou officials who were tied up and kneeling on the ground at the dam break...
Although it is midsummer, such heavy rain is life-threatening for fifty-year-old Linghu Jiu!
"Officials, if this continues, it will be difficult for Linghu Jiu and his colleagues to survive! I thought that they could be punished according to the supervision regulations, instead of like this..."
The purpose of regulating emotions and making officials feel better is to be able to say a few more words and ask for some affection at this time.
Perhaps in the eyes of ministers and workers, Linghu's long-term crimes were not worthy of death. Whether it was corruption or neglect of the Huazhou Dam, according to the Penal Code and Supervision Regulations of the Song Dynasty, they did not reach the death penalty.
Demoted, imprisoned, or even deprived of his origin, he should be spared his life after all.
"You think his crime is not worthy of death? Then take a look at Huazhou's current situation! I didn't chop off his head or expose his body, which is already considered a mercy."
"In this way, I want him to see it, and I also want him to die a worthy death. At the same time, I can also resolve the grievances of tens of millions of people in Huazhou!"
"If there are any more intercessors... I allow you to ask for service!"
As long as he saw the scene in Huazhou, Zhao Xi couldn't hold back his anger.
To be honest, if Linghujiu realizes his mistake and directs the flood fight on the front line, Zhao Xi may really save his life.
When Zhao Xi saw the report from the Imperial City Division, what he wanted to do most at that time was to cut off Minghu Jiu's head with his sword!
Binding Linghu Jiu before the dam broke was really a sign of kindness to him, and he also wanted to show the people who were rescued later...
When the Huazhou dam collapsed, it was not that the entire dam body collapsed, but that the pressure generated by the high water level of the Yellow River collapsed at a specific location, forming a whirlpool.
According to the investigation, this collapse was exactly the kind that had been completely repaired, that is, the dam body was rebuilt after excavation from the bottom of the dam.
In other places, because the dam body in the early years was still strong, it was only made higher and thicker with cement...
Neither the Imperial City Department nor the Supervisory Office dared to speculate on the officials' intentions. They wondered whether Linghu Jiu and his men needed to die.
Although there was hatred, given Linghu Jiu's identity, he was not really tied to the edge of the dam break. After all, the water at the dam break was still scouring and widening the gap.
If these people were tied to the edge of a broken dam, they might really be swept away by the water.
Therefore, the ministers and workers were already close to the place where those people were bound...
Linghu Jiu is an official who cares about his image very much, and he cleans up his affairs very neatly every day. Compared with Wang Anshi, his interpretation is completely opposite.
Not only was his clothes never older than three days, but his long beard was also neatly trimmed.
At this time, he no longer had any image, or in other words, he still wanted to have one, but couldn't.
No matter whether the original official uniform was clean or not, at this time, Linghu Jiu had his hands tied and was kneeling in the mud. He was drenched by the heavy rain and the official uniform only had a touch of color... the color of mud.
It can be seen that during the process of being tied up and even kneeling to worship the breach in the dam, Linghu Jiu was also arrogant and was taught a lesson by the soldiers.
"Your Majesty, I am aware of my crime! I am aware of my crime! Your Majesty, I have volunteered myself to be an official, and I voluntarily accept the investigation and investigation by the competent authorities!"
Linghu didn't know what he was thinking for a long time. Maybe he thought that the officials brought their servants here to use his fate as a warning to others.
When he saw the officials and ministers, he shouted regardless of his appearance, knelt down and kowtowed to the officials.
At this time, Linghu Jiu's words were sincere. He really hoped that he could become an official and be investigated by the inspector, instead of watching Huazhou being baptized by the heavy rain... yes, it was baptism. Let this non-stop heavy rain,
Try to wash away the great filth deep in his soul as much as possible!
He had no idea whether the officials really had murderous intentions towards him, or whether they had such an insulting murderous intention.
It is an insult for a fifth-rank official who participated in the government affairs of the imperial court to be thrown into the mud like garbage by the soldiers while still kneeling.
However, no one among the accompanying ministers went to shout to the officials: Scholars must be killed but not humiliated. No one dared. From the moment they saw the dam collapse, they could already feel that the officials were on the verge of an explosion again.
Zhao Xi still has not been able to truly integrate with the identity of an emperor. His soul is still a soul that has been educated by future generations for many years. He has accepted class, exploitation, and even the bottomless bottom line of privilege, but he really cannot tolerate man-made disasters!
Huazhou, because of his greed, the entire people of Huazhou were in disaster. It was really a disaster for the people of Huazhou. At this time, Huazhou was full of devastation, miserable, with broken walls and ruins... ~ Describe all the descriptions
Even the words disaster can't be fully expressed.
Zhao Xi could hear the voices of the people in Huazhou calling for help from the sound of rain... ~ Convinced? Since you know your sin, let's atone for it!