Daming: I, the emperor who trains the carpenter

Chapter 541 Weather Eight Years, April, Miracle~!

Civil and military officials were shocked.

The people standing on both sides of the Yongding River were also dumbfounded.

I didn't see it raining here, so why is there water?

Huang Liji looked at Zhu Youxiao in disbelief, feeling extremely shocked in his heart. He never thought that things would develop in this direction.

This is already beyond his imagination.

After all, how much did Daming spend to build a reservoir as big as Miyun Reservoir?
1000 million?

1000 billion a year, and it took two full years to build the reservoir. I don't know how much explosives, steel, and cement were consumed to build the reservoir.

If it was another emperor, [-]% would not have this concept.

Comrades Zhu Yuanzhang and Zhu Di are fortunate to say that Ming Xuanzong Zhu Zhanji is still a possibility, and future emperors, especially after the Ming God of War, will most likely die on this land expropriation.

If you can’t expropriate the land, don’t mention building a reservoir.

Moreover, the bomb is not powerful enough, the cement is not necessary, and the steel technology is not good enough, but all these are not a problem in front of Zhu Youxiao.

Zhang Haogu upholds the idea that the bomb will open the way.

If you can't open the road, then increase the dose of the bomb. If it is not enough, then find a way to increase the power of the bomb. Whether it is cement or steel, the imperial court is open for you to use.

The Miyun Reservoir has finally been built. Although it is definitely incomparable with later generations, it can also solve the capital's water problem to the greatest extent.

Among the crowd, Zuo Guangdou still knew Zhu Youxiao's thoughts very well.

When he saw the river roaring like ten thousand horses galloping, he couldn't help puffing up his chest. It took him two years to build it with great difficulty.

In order to build these reservoirs, the censors in the imperial court often criticized him for Zuo Guangdou.

He suddenly began to feel a little grateful to Zhang Haogu. If Zhang Haogu hadn't withstood the pressure for these many things, it would be hard to say.

Rumble boom!

At this moment, the water pumps by the river began to run rapidly.

All the civil and military officials, and the people along the way were all dumbfounded. They just watched the water pumps forcefully suck water out of the river and introduce it into the diversion canal on the other side.

This diversion canal is also introduced into the reservoirs near the farms.

There are more than 30 water pumps in total.

When the loud roar erupted, they were really taken aback. When they saw the water pump pumping water from the Yongding River and pouring it into the diversion channel, everyone fell silent.

To be honest, with their current scientific literacy, there is really no way to understand this matter.

Splashes of water!

Zhu Youxiao built a tent with his palms, and looked at the Yongding River in front of him with a smile on his face: "Good water, really good water!"

Huang Liji swallowed his saliva fiercely, and his eyes fell on Zhu Youxiao's body. He immediately felt that Zhu Youxiao's whole body was bathed in a holy light that could not be described in words.

It seems that it is really the reincarnation of a saint.

Otherwise, where did this water come from?
Otherwise, how could this water be pumped out of the river and then put into this diversion canal.

Could it be that, somewhere in the dark, Zhu Youxiao is really protected by the gods?

Look at Wanli, beg grandpa, sue grandma, the heavy rain is still a month later, but what about Zhu Youxiao?

He didn't seem to be doing anything, he just simply pointed his finger, and calmly said: "Water is coming, and then, three days later, water really came!"

The people began to cheer, and even began to boil.

As long as there is water, it can be used to irrigate the farmland. In this way, it doesn't matter even if it doesn't rain. No one understands the importance of this water better than them.

The sound of rumbling water!

The sound of rumbling water pumps.

Soon, some people picked up water from the aqueduct and rushed to water the farmers in the field. If they didn't water again, the farmers in the field would really dry out.

"Master!" Zhu Youxiao's eyes fell on Zhang Haogu, and he said excitedly: "This reservoir is not built in vain, it really is not in vain, I spend so much money every year, it is not in vain , I, I really want to thank you, master!!"

"Emperor Shengming!"

Zhang Haogu also smiled, looked at Zhu Youxiao and said, "If it weren't for the emperor's sage, how could it be possible to spend so much money a year to build water conservancy projects? If it weren't for the emperor's trust and maintenance of his ministers, it would be impossible to do so." The majestic scene, the subject and the emperor, are mutual accomplishments!"

Zhu Youxiao smiled when he heard the words, he was still very useful for these words, that's right, if I hadn't spotted the master from the crowd at the beginning, how could the master have been tossed about so many things?
His gaze fell on the rushing river, and it took him a long time to let out a deep breath. He looked at the civil and military officials around him, and said calmly, "My lords, you, did you see it?"

Huang Liji swallowed his saliva, and was about to speak, when Eunuch Wei on the side quickly said: "My lord, my lord is so blessed, he is really the son of destiny, if you say water, it will come! "

Huang Liji also immediately said: "The emperor is mighty, commanding the gods, the emperor is really a god!"

Huang Liji couldn't understand this situation. After all, water came out of the originally dry riverbed, which was completely beyond their imagination.

All of a sudden, all kinds of flattering voices can be heard even more.

Such as the emperor's sage, commanding the water god.

The emperor is really the son of a real dragon, and when he gives an order, water will come, and so on.

Zhang Haogu felt extremely nasty when he heard it, and he could command the water god. If he really commanded the water god, he wouldn't have to fall into the water and be drowned.

However, when the atmosphere is here, it's good to blow a few words.

A group of people were cheering, and then, someone knelt down in front of Zhu Youxiao, and groaned in cheers: "Long live the emperor, long live, long live!"

At first, the voice was very small, but afterward, the voice gathered into a group.

"Long live the emperor, long live, long live!"

The people on both sides of the river knelt down, shouting long live one by one. They had the simplest understanding that with water, the farmer in this land would not die. As long as the farmer would not die, Then they will have a bite to eat in winter.

Eight years of weather, at the beginning of April, a miracle came to the world!
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