I heard that in this era, there is a saying that a land is a prison. When you encounter cow dung when you enter the mountain, you can draw a circle. It is already revealed that there is a main thing, and others will automatically detour and will not pick it up.

So, early in the morning, Liu Bei found the clan leader and said he wanted to open this wasteland.

The old patriarch looked left and right and said that it was okay to open up the land. The problem was the land? This huge piece of white water, was the Qilin son blind?

It's impossible.

If Qilin's son is blind, wouldn't the whole clan be blind?

It would be fine if my eyes were dizzy. If I ruined the major event of re-electing my title, it would be difficult to redeem even if I died a hundred times!

"Yes." After thinking for a moment, the old patriarch paused his head solemnly.

The clan leader is also called Zongzhu.

The Han Dynasty, counties and countries ran in parallel.

The village system is implemented: five families are corpses, and ten families are divided into corps chiefs, and each of them performs their duties. A hundred families are one li, and a likui (lixi, lizhong), and the main officials are the elders, Shi Chang, Du Zai, and the Liguanmen. Ten miles are a pavilion, with pavilion chiefs, pavilions, pavilions, and courtesans. Ten miles are a pavilion, with pavilions, pavilions, pavilions, and thieves. Ten pavilions are one township, and the townships are established, three elders are established, with orders, slaughter, travelers, and other village assistants are established to assist in tax collection.

There are less than 100 households in Lousang Village, so it is difficult to become a mile. The old patriarch cannot be a mile leader.

But the elders.

The meaning of "Fathers" at this time is: famous elderly people who participate in the management of village affairs. Therefore, the "Fathers and Fellows" in this era are very different from those in later generations.

I don't know if there is a salary.

Although he was not a big official, he had many things to do. For example, this time, Liu Bei wanted to open up land and reclaim land, so he had to report to the village through him. Then he reported to the county seat and recorded it on the record.

During this period, the functions of the village were very complete. The court's taxes, corvee service, military service, local education, prison lawsuits, public security, recommendations, etc. were all borne by them.

With the approval of the old patriarch, Liu Bei's next action was considered to be lawful.

The tribe members are still busy harvesting.

The story of Liu Xiaopang's land grabbing has not yet spread.

I thought I was the only idle person, but I didn’t expect that the craftsmen who repaired his ancestral home last year were also very idle.

After asking, they found out that they had no land or land.

It turns out that all the merchants of Youzhan were classified as untouchables. Merchants and all the workers were called untouchables. Even wearing official uniforms to go to the gathering places of these untouchables, they were not allowed. The crime was: disrespectful when things happened.

Liu Xiaopang is also a commoner, it doesn’t matter.

After reading Liu Bei's wooden plank sketch and listening to his account, the old man among the craftsmen looked puzzled: "Young master, do you want to dig an authentic tunnel? Support it with wooden beams, dig a deep well every ten meters? The authentic tunnel must pass through the stream, and no water can be poured into it?"

"All right." Liu Bei nodded with a smile. Seeing that the old craftsman was embarrassed, he smiled and said, "Have you all built a tomb? This is much simpler than digging a large tomb..."

"I dare to ask the young master, do you want to... rob the tomb?" Yes, this is what the old craftsman is worried about.

Tomb robbing is a serious crime!

Liu Bei was almost angry and laughed: "Look at it carefully, who would build the tomb in the river?"

"Oh..." Thinking about it, it was true. The craftsmen immediately felt relieved. After discussing, the old craftsman still said: "Young master, it's better to replace the wooden beams with bricks."

According to the old craftsman's painting, this is clearly an authentic culvert tunnel made of erected Han bricks!

“Is it feasible?”

"It's feasible. It's more reliable than wooden beams." The old craftsman replied with his chest patted.

"Then do it!"

I used to breed Gongsun Zan's horse and earned ten gold. A few days ago, Zhang Xiaopang's father sent another ten gold. In addition to daily expenses, Liu Bei's family also had twenty gold. Not to mention digging a tunnel that crossed the stream, it was enough to dig a large tomb for himself, buy all kinds of burial objects and erect a large stone tablet.

The tunnel is located downstream of the stream, not far from the cofferdam.

The water downstream is thin and shallow. The rivers on both sides are exposed, which is convenient for construction. It is just a good calculation and how much it needs to be dug downwards to avoid streams and gravel. There is no need for Liu Bei to worry about. The craftsmen who are classified as untouchables are very experienced.

Great rewards and sufficient staff.

The progress was much faster than Liu Bei expected.

Besides, it was the busy farming period, and the landlords and powerful people were not willing to build houses and tombs. The craftsmen were idle.

However, many people are so busy that they are confused. The young master built an authentic tunnel that passes through the stream. Why not build a bridge? If it is just to cross the water, why not build a bridge?

Tomb robber?

A fool, who is an unfilial descendant who will build his tomb under the river?

I can't figure it out.

The key is that there is a mystery to say something different.

Every ten feet away, you have to dig a deep pit straight downward!

Anyway, it's not clear.

In the whole plan, what Liu Bei was most worried about was actually the personal safety of the craftsmen. He had no experience in construction and did not know whether using wooden beams alone was enough to bear loads. The craftsmen changed it into Han bricks and built into culverts. Liu Bei had seen it and found that there were three layers of Han bricks.

Support is definitely enough.

The reason why the Qingxi dam has not collapsed for a long time was also found by several craftsmen with good water properties.

Big rocks block the stream.

A huge rock underwater stuck in the throat of the river and river channel, and there was no possibility of rushing it.

I see.

As the project continued, another good news came soon. The soil dug out from under the riverbed was indeed dry.

Since it is called Qingxi, it is impossible to say "broad". Otherwise, why not call it Qinghe?

The project is actually not big. What Liu Bei wants is just the valley in the upper river bay. Just wait for the water to recede, it must be fertile fields.

When the wheat grains returned to the warehouse, the tunnel had been built. Liu Bei went down to the tunnel to check it out. Sure enough, every more than meter, another deep pit was dug. The deep pit was thick and several meters deep. But why didn't there be much soil digging? The craftsman laughed and said that the soil was soft and easy to dig.

Liu Bei suddenly understood. Is this the same thing as digging a hole? Digging too much soil will lead to doubt?

At this time, the crops ripen every year.

The farming season has passed, and the tribe and fellow villagers have come to join in the fun.

"Filling water?" As soon as Liu Bei spoke, the craftsman was completely confused. The young master... He had to fill water, why did he dig a dry tunnel that crossed the riverbed?

"Listen to me, that's right." Liu Bei was not as confident as he was on his face.

"Affect the order." The craftsmen can only act on orders. Anyway, you are happy.

On the day of watering, the old patriarch also came.

He was familiar with Lousang Village than anyone else. Since his tribe settled here, he knew that this clear stream was shallow and exposed huge rocks. He knew that he should not do anything. That day, Liu Bei pointed his fingers around, and the old patriarch thought about it later and knew that he had fallen in love with the river beside water.

Unfortunately, the water is deep and there is no way to cultivate it. I wonder what else can Qilinzi do?

When the craftsmen began to dig the canal to divert water and pour it into the tunnel, the crowd couldn't help but sigh. The tunnel that was finally dug was destroyed by his own hands. Although I don't know what the deep meaning was, it was clearly a waste. Can the tombs that were flooded still be used?

"Everyone will go back." Seeing the sunset, Liu Bei waved his sleeves and left happily.

What is this Qilinzi... sold in the gourd?

The crowd dispersed in a bad mood.

Gongsun, who often accompanied him, couldn't help but laugh and scold: "You are not in a hurry."
Chapter completed!