The summer harvest in the 20th year of Shenwu was as good as ever, but due to Bianliang and the Yellow River hanging near Zhengzhou was getting higher and higher, the court was quite concerned.

In early August, under the scorching sun, King Xue Li Fumu, with a simple guard of ceremonies, patrolled continuously from Luoyang along the bank of the Yellow River.

The prefectures and counties along the way were nervous and wanted to greet them with great solemnity, but they were rejected one by one.

King Xue expressed his opinion that he only wanted to see the real Yellow River clearly and did not need to welcome it.

In the second and third batches of the kings, eight out of nine were enfeoffed, and only King Xue was in the capital.

In this way, the government and the people became more aware of their reserve position, and did not dare to neglect them, and had to obey them.

"The Yellow River is several feet high. If you neglect it, hundreds of thousands of hectares of fertile land on both sides of the prefectures and counties will probably be destroyed!"

Feeling the planted willows, Li Fumu couldn't help but sigh.

In his sight, the Yellow River was like a lake surrounded by high, with rippling water, as if it could break through the embankment and dissipate at any time.

Although it looks good, it is covered with mud, and the water floating on it is yellow.

One bucket was salvaged and half a bucket of mud was found.

"It is urgent to manage the river!"

Li Fumu couldn't help but say.

"Your Highness, several years ago, Zhang Gong (Zhang Weiqing) has guided the river several times. The willows on the shore are also planted and the embankments are strengthened. The Yellow River Navy often clears them. However, if it were not for a hundred years of hard work and investing a lot of manpower and material resources, it would be difficult to achieve results!"

The governor of Heyun on the side said nervously, his forehead was covered with sweat.

In order to govern the Yellow River, the imperial court established the position of governor of Heyun, which was the main force to govern the river and was responsible for managing the ship transport military bridges, docks, etc. on the Yellow River. Moreover, the biggest under its command was the Yellow River Navy, which was under the dual jurisdiction of the Governor's Office of the Five Army.

In this way, with the systematic and long-term governance of the yamen over the past few years, the Yellow River has become much more stable.

"Treat the symptoms but not the root cause!"

Li Fumu shook his head and said softly: "As far as I know, in the budget last year, the Heyun Yamen received 500,000 guan, but the tax credit card was only 300,000 guan, with a net loss of 200,000 per year."

"In this way, the expenses are getting bigger and bigger, and the court has already objected—"

"Your Highness--" He Yun Governor panicked and said hurriedly: "It's not that I don't work hard. It's because the silt and sand of the Yellow River are too fierce. It's tens of thousands of yuan, and the next year, I'm really trying to catch it!"

"Also, the Yellow River not only needs to be navigated, but also also waters. The less water, the heavier the mud!"

Hearing this, Li Fumu frowned: "Don't bully me, the river bank is hanging several feet high, where can the people draw water? Even if it is drawn, how many can it be?"

The years of defeat of the Yellow River has made many land on both sides of the river a saline-alkali land, and the land has been cut off, so that the villages are far away and the water they draw is tributary of the Huai River.

"Your Highness, how dare you lie to you, please follow me!"

The governor of Heyun smiled bitterly and led the way forward.

Then, Wang Jia put away his clothes, and he got to the boundary in a while.

I saw a water wheel several feet long, like a ladder, constantly fanned under the pulling of several old cows on the side, absorbing a large amount of Yellow River water from the Yellow River on the other side, and then watering the fertile fields along the ditches.

Not far away, every hundred steps, a water truck was running, either a cow, a donkey, or a person, constantly turning, and the water of the Yellow River flowed down continuously.

"This is a waterwheel!"

The governor smiled bitterly and said, "The Ordnance Department was built a few years ago. Each section is only one foot, but it can be connected. Dozens of households can be connected and drawn from the river."

"Each water truck is dozens of silos, but each section is only a lot. Everyone has high firewood and flames. It's really wonderful!"

Li Fumu's face was full of smiles.

The most important thing in agriculture is to use water. As long as there is enough water, the normality of the two taxes can be ensured and the court can be stable.

"There are more than ten thousand such water trucks on both sides of the Yellow River."

The Heduo couldn't help but complain: "The land has enough water, but the river transportation is insufficient. The silt is getting deeper and deeper. The transportation of grain from the two taxes is an important matter for the state. Once it is insufficient, the weak ministers will not be able to cherish their death!"

"The prefectures and counties along the river have doubled their taxes every year and have excellent political achievements, but our river transportation has suffered a lot."

Between river transportation and farmland, this is a difficult problem to compete for water.

Li Fumu sighed, not knowing how to answer for a moment.

The more food the more the Dingkou becomes, the more it will be, and the river water will be difficult to hold.

The Yellow River is different from the Yangtze River. It just drys out on weekdays. Once it rains heavily, it will be extremely fierce. The mud and sand will boost its power and it is common to destroy both sides of the straits.

Thinking of this, I couldn't help but feel troubled.

This inspection of the Yellow River is really not easy.

"Can you have a way to maintain long-term stability?"

"Your Highness, the difficulty of the Yellow River lies in dredging, and the second is in low water."

Hearing this, he became interested and said, "I believe that the Yellow River enters the sea too narrow, and the silt in the river channel is too strong, so it is better to divide it into two and build another river channel. It can be dredged out as soon as possible during heavy rains."

"Build a river?"

Li Fumu thought about it and smiled bitterly: "It's not a million people, and it takes tens of millions of dollars to support it for several years. You and I don't have such authority."

When the Yellow River is calm, it is a big move that will exert its strength. Even the real prince will be difficult to implement.

What's more, he is just King Xue.

In the countryside, oxen from the north of the border can be seen everywhere, ditches are everywhere, and many people have even begun to raise sheep, and the sound of chickens crowing and dogs barking is endless.

Widths of smoke from cooking continued to dissipate in the countryside and rose again, and the pedestrians carrying baskets, children playing and tired farmers formed a series of paintings.

Li Fumu only knew that this meant that the world of the Tang Dynasty had truly stabilized.

As for, there are no bones left untie in the ditch.

When he returned to Luoyang, a servant came to report that the concubine had just given birth to a son for him.

At the age of eighteen, he welcomed his first son, which made him overjoyed.

The princess gave birth to two daughters in a row, but she never thought that the concubine would give birth to a son. Thinking of this, he calmed down again.

There is a difference between legitimate and illegitimate.

If this is not good, it will usher in a dispute over legitimate and illegitimate illegitimate.

When he returned to the palace, the eunuchs and maids in the palace came in a hurry and brought a lot of rewards.

Whether it is the emperor, the queen, or other concubines, one of them is sent to congratulate you.

This is the eldest grandson, even if he is a concubine, it is still a great thing.

And, at this time, a little baby of five or six years old was welcomed in the congratulations crowd: "Brother Seven, congratulations!"

"Brother Yuan, why are you here?"

When he saw that it was his brother, Li Fumu couldn't help but frown and said, "My mother knows, I will definitely not spare you!"

"I asked my mother to leave the palace before asking for instructions!"

Brother Yuan jumped and said happily.

He is only five years old and ranked twenty-seventh. His second son, nicknamed Yuan Ge'er, lives up to his name. He has a round face and is very festive. He is loved by the emperor and the empress.

"Let's go, let's go back to the palace!"

Although he was extremely tired, the first thing he did to go to the palace when he returned to Luo was to see his father. Even if his son was just born, he would not be spared.

This is politics, finding kings and ministers, and later fathers and sons.

Dragging his brother back to the palace, King Xue, who had already grown a beard, couldn't help but feel nervous.

If he doesn't serve as the prince for one day, he will not be able to move into the Eastern Palace and enjoy the treatment of a deputy emperor. There is a possibility of becoming a vassal at any time.
Chapter completed!