I am the Dragon King of the Well

Chapter 409 No, he died miserably later

Qiu Ping's figure flashed and turned into a boy wearing a red official robe.

Although his face is strange, his whole body is light and airy, making him look like a fairy.On the Pingli River, the slightly turbid Ba Water flows, all the way across the Imperial Capital from the west, and finally merges into the sea.

Bashui has become a lot deserted these days.

Because an assassin assassinated Jing Xinghuai a few days ago, the imperial capital was conducting a large-scale search for rebels.This supposedly romantic Bashui has lost many tourists due to the temporary curfew.

Only some locals who need to travel between the two sides of the Taiwan Strait are allowed to travel to the north and south by boat after strict searches.

"Jiao Yuan."

Qiu Ping called out, and then there were waves in the water. A gray-white figure flashed and turned into an old man with the head of a human and the body of a dragon, but wearing official robes.

"I've met He Bo."

Jiao Yuan bowed respectfully. He had heard of this man's reputation for a long time. It was widely rumored within Shinto that this man was the number one genius in Shinto.

Looking at his past resume, he grew from a little demon to an immortal in just a few years.

This speed of cultivation simply puts everyone to shame.

Just like Jiao Yuan, he was able to become an immortal, so he was naturally very talented, but it took him nearly a thousand years to do so.

And this son was not only talented in spiritual practice, but also prospered in officialdom.

Whether it is opening up the Netherworld, suppressing the old gods of Fengchan Mountain, or opening up the starry sky, this person almost always plays an extremely important role.

Especially the last one actually tore through the blockade between Immortal Dao and Shinto, and successfully allowed Shinto to settle in the starry sky.

Coupled with the other party's turbulent tactics in the past few days, Jiao Yuan did not dare to act rashly.

"Jiao Yuan, please tell me, what are the shortcomings of this Imperial Capital Shinto?"

Qiu Ping looked at the turbid river water and asked slowly.

This first sentence confused Jiao Yuan.

We are right at the feet of King Minngling, can we talk about something that won’t kill anyone?We are now expanding everywhere, and our strength has expanded several times in a few years. Do you still feel that Shinto is not doing well enough?
"The lower official only cares about the internal affairs of Bashui and knows nothing about external affairs."

Jiao Yuan is also an old bureaucrat, so he naturally knows how to change the subject.

"Okay, then you can talk to me about the internal shortcomings of Bashui."

Qiu Ping smiled and brought the topic back again.

Jiao Yuan was speechless for a while. It seems that this guy really doesn't want to let me go today.

"The problem with Bashui lies not with gods, but with humans."

After Jiao Yuan thought about it for a long time, he slowly spoke.

Qiu Ping stepped on the water, and instantly the water surged up, forming thirteen small rivers several feet long.These rivers converge at one point, and after these rivers converge, they become one.

This is naturally the distribution map of major rivers in the Ba River system.

The Thirteen Cao Rivers radiate to the land of six states, covering most of the world's territory, and the wealth of the world is used to support the land of one capital.

"Water transport not only carries the world's grain, cloth, oil, silver and other goods to the capital. Once the world is in turmoil, the water transport river is also a place for transporting troops. All the way down the river, they can reach anywhere in the world in an instant."

"Therefore, the importance of the Cao River is the lifeblood of the world."

"Because of this, the hearts and minds of the people in the world, like the rolling sand in the Cao River, all converge here."

"When all the sediment is in, the river water will naturally become turbid." After all, Jiao Yuan has been working here for hundreds of years and is very aware of the situation of the Bashui Cao River.

Qiu Ping naturally understood what Jiao Yuan meant. His most important priestly duty in charge of Bashui was to eliminate the resentment carried in the water system. Otherwise, the accumulation of resentment would be like silt that accumulates in waterways, and eventually it will be out of control.

"But dispelling resentment is nothing more than a temporary measure. No matter how diligent you are, it can only delay the time of trouble."

"The mud and sand can never be cleared away, just like resentment can never disappear."

Qiu Ping finally asked his doubts.

No matter how diligently he uses his [Resentment Elimination] priesthood, there will still be some unresolved resentments settling down. As time goes by, there will be more and more, and there will always be a day when it becomes clogged.

"Lord He Bo, does he know that there is any difference between being an official in the imperial capital and being an official in a local area?"

After pondering for a while, Jiao Yuan raised his head and spoke slowly.

"But I don't know."

Qiu Ping only felt that being an official here was extremely hard, with no benefits but a lot of trouble.

"The Imperial Capital is the hope of the world. Any order from the central government will cause ups and downs in the world. Not only does water transport need to clear away grievances from time to time, but other departments must do the same."

"But clearing the grievances only delays the time. What really needs to be done is to cooperate with the human dynasty and implement benevolent policies, just like dredging the rivers, so that the people's hearts can flow smoothly, and all grievances will naturally disappear."

"At least it's worth a hundred years of work."

Even if Jiao Yuan didn't tell him these truths, Qiu Ping would gradually know them.

"Need to cooperate with humans?"

Qiu Ping frowned slightly, but he felt that the work of the Shinto in the capital was so unsatisfactory, and how could it be as happy as in the local area.

"He Bo, please look at it. Just like the Xun River, it runs from south to north and runs through the three states of Yun, Heng and Qing. The width and width are the same, and there is almost no deviation from the north to the south. What can you see?"

Jiao Yuan pointed to the river that was the thickest and covered the most area among the thirteen water transports.

Qiu Ping looked at Jiao Yuan but said nothing.

Jiao Yuan felt a little uncomfortable with Qiu Ping's look, so he didn't show off.

"This is an artificial canal. Originally, the north-south water transportation needed to go around a large circle in the west, which took almost an extra month of work. Later, the Bashui Hebo of that generation joined forces with the human emperors to recruit 20 civilians and materials. It took countless people and nearly [-] years to finally dig the river.”

"So far, there are no obstacles to water transportation from the north to the south. The grain transported by this river alone is worth millions of dan every year."

"Oh? So that generation of Bashui Hebo has been promoted?"

Qiu Ping's eyes burned brightly and he touched his chin. It turned out that he could still do this.

This is a good thing that benefits the country and the people. I think the people's gratitude will outweigh their resentment.

"No, not long after the river was repaired, the prosperous dynasty caused great chaos in the world because it spent too much money. The dynasty was quickly destroyed, and the He Bo also died and could not even be reincarnated as a god in the underworld. "

"And after that dynasty fell, the Daqian Dynasty was re-established."

Jiao Yuan looked at Qiu Ping with a gloomy look. Back then, he was a little dragon in Ba Shui. When all the people came back, the thunder from heaven and earth rained down, beating the soul of the Ba Shui HeBo to pieces.

"What the hell are you looking at me for?"

Qiu Ping almost didn't finish the fight. You instigated me to cooperate with humans, and at the same time you gave an example of someone who died so miserably. You must be poisonous.

(End of this chapter)