Chapter 232 How to treat the flood in the mother river?
Su Li couldn't help but laugh at the scholar's innocent remarks. He suddenly became interested in playing with these people...
"Shopkeeper, please build a long table for me," Su Li said.
The store owner knew what Su Li was going to do just by hearing it. He was very surprised. Did he not expect that this young man who likes to quarrel with scholars also likes to play the tricks of scholars?
The waiter was very familiar with the operation, and the two square tables were joined together to form a long table... When the scholars here gathered, they often joined the table to paint or compose poems.
After receiving the signal, Bao Hao immediately nodded knowingly, and then spread out a piece of rice paper on the long table...
Su Li took out his pen and ink and stood in front of the table, then said: "Then I will give you a question. It is a question that the 'Holy King's Liangzuo, Parents of All People' will encounter every year. You can try to answer it."
As he spoke, Su Li had already finished writing... As he turned his pen, two long zigzag lines had been drawn on the rice paper.
Although it was just two simple strokes, it already gave people the feeling of a majestic movement... Many scholars present immediately felt nervous, knowing that this person in front of them should not be underestimated.
At this time, there were many people watching on the second and even third floors of the restaurant, and many distinguished guests in the private rooms came out to watch this scene curiously.
One of the middle-aged men in luxurious clothes looked to the left and right in a playful manner and said, "This test question is related to you. Why don't you first guess what this young man drew?"
He was surrounded by a group of middle-aged people with different personalities. These people looked like they had been in high positions for a long time, but at this time they were all interested in the "game" between the "foreign boy" and the humble scholar from the country below.
"Sorry, Your Majesty, it's just hard for me and others to tell the difference based on these two words." A man over fifty years old replied with a smile.
But at this moment, below them, the delicate young man who was the first to come out to watch the fun had already shouted: "I know, this is the section of the mother river west of my Daqiu!"
Su Li looked up unexpectedly and saw the young aristocratic young master looking at him excitedly, as if he was a good student who answered the question and was waiting for the teacher's praise.
Then he nodded slightly and smiled without saying a word. He just reached out and turned the pen around in the wash, then quickly raised it and flicked it towards the scroll...
The water, which was still full of ink rhyme, was picked up and spilled by him, and then it fell rhythmically on the scroll like a water dragon.
The ink dissolved in water spreads out on the scroll, making it lighter in some places and darker in others, and becomes uneven.
But it is really like the turbulent water of a big river...
"I got it right, it's really the mother river!"
The group of people who were originally watching on the third floor all had solemn expressions on their faces. They obviously did not expect that Su Li actually asked a big question that only those who were high up in the temple could know how difficult it was.
"That young man is very smart. More importantly, he is very familiar with the geography of our country, Song Dynasty. Which family is he a descendant of?" The middle-aged man at the head noticed the solemnity around him, but suddenly asked the young man who rushed to answer.
At this time, the old man who was over fifty years old next to him bowed slightly and said: "This is the grandson of the old minister, which makes the Lord laugh."
"It turns out he is a child of the Dazai family. No wonder he has such a vision." The middle-aged man smiled and nodded, and then continued to look down... At this time, he roughly understood how Su Li was going to ask the question.
In fact, the distinguished guests in the private rooms on the third floor already have some understanding, and they also want to know if they can get any different answers here.
Downstairs, Su Li had already begun to write the topic: "The mother river of Dongzhou has countless tributaries and irrigates billions of fertile fields. It is the origin of our humanity in Dongzhou."
"But now when I traveled into the Song Dynasty, I found that the mother river along the way began to become narrower."
"Although the embankments on both sides of the river are in good order, the river level is already higher than the farmland next to it."
"In my opinion, this section of the mother river will probably become waterlogged every time it rains heavily... Therefore, my topic is: How to control the mother river?"
"this……"
The scholar only felt that his scalp was numb. This problem was completely different from what he imagined!
"What's your problem? I've already told you that what I want to do is to assist the Holy Lord in creating a prosperous age, not such trivial matters as droughts and floods."
"Pfft~"
At this moment, the young gentleman upstairs laughed again and said: "If this is not a national event, then there will be no important events in the Song Dynasty!"
"Who are you?!" The scholar raised his head and scolded him with great dissatisfaction. Don't force him to quarrel with the sky and the earth!
The young nobleman didn't hide anything, he just said with a smile: "The grandson of Dazai, Gongye Siming is the best."
"Scholar, you don't have to rush and talk nonsense. I can tell you clearly that my grandfather and those uncles have been discussing the upcoming flood season since last month."
After hearing this, Su Li continued: "Song State has fertile land and rich products. In fact, as long as the mother river can be managed well, the country will have no worries."
"So don't underestimate the way to control the river. This is the key to the prosperity of the Song Dynasty."
The scholar's routine has been messed up. He is used to romantic affairs. He originally thought that the way to govern the country was the same as his romantic poetry, as long as a group of people listened to his orders.
But now when a real problem is put in front of him, he doesn't know what to do at all.
"What's the difficulty? It's just a matter of raising the embankments. As long as the government allocates funds and the people use their lives, there will naturally be no floods." The scholar said in a hurry, and then he was very satisfied and felt that this problem did not trouble him.
Su Li's expression didn't change at all, but just before he answered, the young noble Lord Ye Siming on the second floor had already asked: "What do you think of the three princes in the court?"
The scholar raised his head proudly and said with a smile: "They are just a bunch of idiots!"
Very good, this is what he usually said when he and his companions were talking about the world (bragging), and he brought it out unknowingly.
The faces of the group of people on the third floor were a little ugly.
The middle-aged man at the head laughed and said: "If the things I use to govern the country are stupid things, then what do I mean?"
I'm afraid this is where the kings and ministers of the Song Dynasty are located!
The old minister Gongye said nonchalantly: "Your Majesty often entertains us here. I'm afraid I've heard a lot of such remarks."
This can be regarded as a secret rant. How could a normal king entertain his ministers in such a place? Isn't this a bad taste?
"This is interesting, isn't it? I just want to see if there are any sensible people among these poor scholars." The king of Song Dynasty disagreed.
"I don't know where that foreigner came from. Can he be used by me?"
He actually fell in love with Su Li.
"Your Majesty, that person should be a monk, and his background may be extraordinary." At this time, a person next to the monarch of the Song Dynasty interrupted abruptly.
"Monk? That's right. Recently, monks have indeed gathered to discuss some 'demon extermination' matters... That's all." The monarch immediately lost interest.
It seems that the Song Dynasty has been protected by righteous monks for many generations and has become accustomed to their existence, and understands that monks, especially those with great backgrounds, cannot be used by them.
Looking at the scene, Gongye Siming, the grandson of Gongye Dazai, laughed twice and said: "You think San Gong is a fool, but the river control strategy you proposed is the method San Gong has been implementing all along!
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The scholar's face turned red, and he immediately argued: "But that's how river management is done. Is there any other strategy besides diligently building embankments?"
"You are right. It is precisely because of this that my grandfather and Sangong are so troubled." Gongye Siming turned to Su Li with bright eyes and said, "So, sir, if you have a wonderful method, can you tell me?"