Great Tang Broom Star

  Chapter 758 Tunnel warfare, hi! Tunnel warfare

  Woke up in the morning, Jia Pingan touched his left and right hands, and the two women woke up too.

   Later, Xu Xiaoyu and others packed their bags, and Wei Wushuang and Su Ho took the children off.

   "Don't worry, I'll bring you a rock later."

   Jia Pingan saw his wife's depression, but he didn't explain it.

  Di Renjie cupped his hands, "Best trip."

  The literati like to make some puns. This is not only to wish Jia Pingan a smooth journey, but also to wish him to turn the impossible into the possible, and turn the decay into magic... In a word, at least one reef must be solved, otherwise he will be ashamed to come back.

   Jia Pingan calmly cupped his hands, "I'll leave Huaiying at home."

  Jia Yu and DouDou were not aware of their misery, and were giggling.

  Aye is not at home, we can herd the sheep again.

   Jia Pingan hugged them, and said: "Keep an eye on the homework of the two children, don't let them slack off."

  The two children who were laughing immediately turned bitter... DouDou even wanted to cry.

   Little bastards, do you really think I can't deal with you?

   Jia Pingan put them down, "Say goodbye to Aye."

  Jia Yu put on a straight face, "Goodbye, Aye."

  DouDou's eyes were full of water, and he choked up and said, "Aye, goodbye."

  An atmosphere of rustling wind and cold water came out immediately.

  When he arrived at Fangmen, Jiang Rong looked complicated, but finally bowed.

  He watched Jia Ping'an and his party go out, and said seriously to the soldiers: "Regardless of success or failure, Duke Wuyang is still an idol in my heart."

  The word "idol" was taught by Jia Ping'an, and Jiang Rong thought it was very appropriate.

   All the soldiers nodded one after another.

  On Zhuque Street, Jia Ping'an accidentally met Yan Liben. Lao Yan is also carrying his luggage, and behind him is a group of craftsmen...I'm going, I'm afraid there will be hundreds of people.

   "Mr. Wuyang!"

  Yan Liben cupped his hands with a smile, "Where are you going?"

  If he didn't know, Jia Ping'an could resign and go to Zhongnan Mountain to live in seclusion. This is knowingly asking.

  Old Yan is really not kind.

   "Go to Sanmenxia."

   Jia Pingan smiled slightly, thinking that Lao Yan was going to Sanmenxia to build a plank road... This can be regarded as an auxiliary means. After completion, the grain ship can be pulled all the way upstream.

  You play support, I will be king.

Yan Liben accepted the smile, "It's not that the old man said you, such things... Back then, the old man and his brother went to Sanmenxia several times, and their hopes turned into disappointment in the end. Countless methods were turned into powder in front of the reef. You know... every year How many ships capsized there?"

   "Countless!"

  Yan Liben said melancholy: "Man can't conquer the sky, what can I do?"

   Immediately, the two gangs gathered together and went all the way to Sanmenxia.

   Along the way, Yan Liben was making indirect remarks.

"Does Mr. Wuyang have any means to clear the waterway? Could it be..." Yan Liben looked at him, and tentatively said, "Could it be that you used a boat to hit it? Those reefs have stood for countless years, and countless ships have hit and capsized on them. Are you It won't help to get an iron boat to go."

  Jia Pingan was admiring the spring scenery, and said casually, "Simple."

  Yan Liben sneered when he saw that his tone was tight, and then began to think about things.

  Birds chirped on the branches, and the sound echoed in the mountains, extremely crisp. Occasionally, some beasts appeared, and when they saw such a huge team, they quickly slipped away.

   Surrounded by the surging Yellow River... no, it's already dry.

  This year's dry season inexplicably appeared at this time, which should be from May to July...

   All the way to Sanmenxia.

   Standing on the mountain and looking down...

  The entire river is beyond imagination, and the reefs are exposed.

  Yan Liben sighed: "Is this so? The grain road is really broken."

  The officials of the Ministry of Industry sighed unceasingly, and felt that their faces were hot, because the Ministry of Industry was incompetent, so that Chang'an was short of food, and the emperor actually wanted to go to Luoyang to eat.

  Everyone's hearts were heavy, Yan Liben immediately ordered the construction of the plank road to start.

"Ha ha ha ha!"

  Someone is laughing wildly, extremely happy.

  Yan Liben had a cold face, "Mr. Wuyang thinks it's ridiculous?"

   "Yeah! Ridiculous, really ridiculous."

  Jia Ping'an was really overjoyed. Such dry water just facilitates his plan, why don't you make him dislike it?

  Yan Liben walked away, "Zhuzi!"

  Boy! You are too much!

   Jia Ping'an smiled so blindly that it made people hurry up.

  The group of people arrived at the side of the river, and there was a dispatched boat by the side. The boatman stepped forward and saluted, and said, "Mr. Wuyang, this season is not very dangerous, but you have to pull the boat, otherwise it will not be stable."

   Jia Pingan looked at the boat and shook his head, "I don't need a boat."

Well!

  Everyone is puzzled.

   "Go, call some locals."

   On the second day, a group of locals came, looking a little numb.

  The Duke of Wuyang said he wanted to open the waterway, but look at these people, hundreds of people came to open the waterway, what to use?

  An old man boldly stepped forward and asked, "Dare to ask Mr. Wuyang...what to use to communicate?"

   Of course it is poked with a stick.

   Jia Pingan did not answer this question, "Do you know how to make a sheepskin raft?"

   "I know, I know, which one doesn't have a sheepskin raft, and you have to rely on this thing to cross the river."

   "My family has two sheepskin rafts."

   "My family has them too."

  Jia Pingan raised his hand, "I want a new one, and the Ministry of War will pay for it."

  Everyone was silent.

  Damn it, what crime did the Sixth Department of the Central Committee do, no one trusts it.

  Jia Pingan turned into the God of Wealth again, and said flatly, "It's 30% higher than the market price."

  After the dredging is completed, let alone 30%, Li Zhi will not care if it is three times higher. Under the ecstasy, I might even praise Master Jia for the high price.

   "Mr. Wuyang... Hehe, this is hard to say!"

   This is because they were worried about not giving money, so they requisitioned the sheepskin raft with empty teeth.

  Xu Xiaoyu couldn't help it anymore, and cursed: "My lord is the richest person in Datang, not to mention three times as high, even if he is three times higher, my lord won't blink his eyelids."

   Jia Pingan blinked his eyelids.

   "The first richest person?"

   "Of course!" Xu Xiaoyu said proudly, "Do you know who owns the tea and ginseng wine business? It belongs to my lord. My lord can earn back the money from the sheepskin raft with a jar of ginseng wine."

  The old man shivered, and the wrinkles on his face deepened, "May I ask... how many jars of ginseng wine can be sold in a year?"

  Are you humiliating me? Jia Pingan said lightly: "Countless altars."

  If it wasn't for the inconvenience of bringing money during this trip, Jia Ping'an would be able to flood them with a huge amount of money now.

  As soon as the sheepskin raft arrived, Jia Pingan sent people into the water to investigate carefully.

  The reef is huge, and the river below flows slowly, which makes people look desperate.

   "There are fish!"

   A mallet and a hammer killed a fish, and he lifted it up happily.

  As long as you are happy.

  Yan Liben watched from the bank, shook his head, and went back to continue his work.

  His family is very knowledgeable, and he has already thought about such things thoroughly, and thinks that Jia Ping'an is wishful thinking. He hinted several times, but Jia Pingan was indifferent, so let this person make a fool of himself in Sanmenxia.

When he reached the side of the mountain, he looked back again, and the officer under his command smiled bitterly and said, "We are fine with this whimsical idea, but those craftsmen are full of complaints, saying that we are working **** the mountainside, and they are also working hard in the water." , but it’s useless. If I had known this, I would have brought them up to help me.”

Yan Liben said indifferently: "Jia Ping'an became an official in his youth, and then took charge of a hundred cavalry. He can be said to have achieved his ambition at a young age. He was even more successful in conquest, and was praised by His Majesty, calling him a famous general of the Tang Dynasty. Such people are arrogant, The old man tried many times along the way, but he just turned a deaf ear to it. The old man doesn't feel sorry for those craftsmen, but only for his tossing."

  The officer under his command sighed: "Yes! After all this tossing, I don't know how many capsized ships will be in this river. No, it's a sheepskin raft."

   "This is not the case." Yan Liben rarely praised Jia Pingan, "I have never thought of a sheepskin raft. This thing can be soft or hard, and it has elasticity. Even if it hits a rock, it will not hurt."

  Sheepskin rafts are made of sheepskin. When slaughtered, the abdomen is not cut, but the neck is cut in half, and then the skin is peeled from the neck to the whole sheepskin. Dispose of the sheepskin. There are openings on the limbs, plus the opening on the neck, so there are five openings, four openings are tied, and one opening is left on the leg for breathing.

  Yan Liben sighed and shook his head, extremely regretful, "This young man Jia Pingan has inherited the new learning, which shows that he is a talent, but it's a pity that this person is arrogant, otherwise the old man would want to accept him as a disciple and teach the old man the method of construction. It's a pity."

   These words are a bit of a phishing for fame.

  Yan Liben highlighted two skill points, one is construction and the other is painting. He didn't mention painting because he thought Jia Ping'an was not worth mentioning.

   "Look, Jia Ping'an has entered the water."

   Jia Ping'an was followed by a burly man, but it was Li Jingye who missed the beauty of Chang'an all the way.

   "Brother, how do you get such a big reef? Can you smash it open with your fist? If you can, I will cheer for my brother."

   Li Jingye's venomous tongue started.

  The sheepskin raft is not stable, and it is a bit swaying with the current. Jia Pingan grabbed the wooden board in front with both hands, and cursed: "Hold on firmly, and be careful not to fall into the water."

   "The water is not deep...what am I afraid of?"

  Li Jingye also reached out to dig water, feeling a little cold. The water fluctuated a bit, Li Jingye shook and shouted: "Hey hey..."

   Plop!

  Li Jingye fell into the water.

  Jia Ping’an’s head was full of black lines. Seeing him struggling in the water as if he was drowning, he cursed, “Stand up!”

   It is said that it is the dry season, the Haigu stone is rotten, and your child is still playing with drowning.

   "Brother... help!"

   Li Jingye thumped in the water, reminding Jia Ping'an of those people who were drowned in shallow water.

   "Grab the rope."

   Jia Ping'an threw a rope down, and Li Jingye caught it indiscriminately. At this moment, Xu Xiaoyu jumped down... Li Jingye dropped the rope to catch him.

   "Don't catch him!"

   Jia Pingan covered his forehead, watching Xu Xiaoyu being grabbed by Li Jingye, the two of them were bouncing around in the shallow water.

   "Quickly stand still."

   After tossing for a while, Li Jingye finally stood firm, and said in shock: "Brother, I can't swim."

  Then you are still a mother toss?

   "This time I will let you know how to water."

   After investigating all the way, Jia Ping'an knew it well.

   "Come on, punch."

  The craftsmen sat on sheepskin rafts, digging holes starting from the waist, and some people complained, "I don't know what to do with this."

   "I'm afraid I have to chisel it off little by little?"

   "There were people in the former Han Dynasty who wanted to cut away these reefs, but it was useless."

   "Hey! He is a noble man, so he can do whatever he says."

   There are thousands of people here, but they belong to two departments, even the cooking is like this, each side is on the other side.

  Drilling a hole in the river, Jia Pingan went to inspect the place where the gunpowder was stored. Hundreds of people are rolling paper into a cylinder, making some boiled gruel as a paste, and encapsulating gunpowder inside.

   "Be careful... **** it!"

  Jia Pingan couldn't believe his eyes. Someone in front of him was lighting incense candles and praying to Sanmenxia.

  He rushed over, kicked the man over, then pulled out the incense candle and threw it down the mountain.

  The man was dressed in nondescript clothes, you could say he was from outsider, but he had a strange aura all over his body. He got up and shouted: "Mr. Wuyang, I am practicing for Sanmenxia, ​​and I will definitely help you..."

   "Take it away, by the way, ask what this person is doing here, if it is a magic stick, just send it to the south!"

   Jia Pingan looked back at the gunpowder and was terrified.

   "How many times have I said it? Don't allow the fire to come near here, you'll just ignore it?"

   Tents are filled with gunpowder, if ignited...

living hell.

  The official in charge said ignorantly: "He is still far away! I can't light it."

   What the **** am I...

   "Floating sparks, can you be responsible for your mother?" Jia Pingan roared: "Substitute!"

  Death before leaving the army, the hero burst into tears. The Ministry of War lost troops and generals, and just before the start of work, officials were driven back to Chang'an with sobs.

  Jia Pingan was still angry, squatting outside the makeshift dining hall and sulking.

   "Mr. Wuyang."

  Two girls came out carrying baskets. Seeing Jia Pingan outside, they quickly put down the baskets and saluted.

   "Xiao Hua, the doorknob!"

  The two girls came to help with the kitchen, Jia Pingan gave the money and they cooked happily.

   Later, after finishing the work, Xiaohua walked up to Jia Pingan, and asked timidly, "Mr. Wuyang, can those reefs really be removed? People in the village said..."

  She covered her mouth, her eyes were full of panic.

  Xiaohua is from a nearby village, and has a pair of outstanding, swarthy eyes. On the day she came, her father was in a state of panic, saying that he just kept his head down and worked, and anyone who was lazy would be killed.

   Jia Pingan smiled and said a few words of reassurance, ensuring the safety of Xiaohua and other women and the income of money and food.

  People in the village have never seen such a high-ranking official, Minister of the Ministry of War!

  After returning to the village, Xiaohua's father exploded. He told everyone that Mr. Wuyang was very kind to him, and even smiled at him, which showed that the ancestral grave was smoking.

"certainly."

   Holes are still being drilled below, and thousands of barrels of gunpowder are installed, but it is still not enough.

   Jia Ping'an pointed to the side, but Xiao Hua didn't dare to sit down, and stood still, looking at Jia Ping'an with a pair of dark eyes, and quickly lowered her head to avoid it.

   "Mr. Wuyang, the people in the village say no! Those stones were dropped by the gods, and no one can shake them."

  She glanced at Jia Pingan again, and felt that Mr. Wuyang was so handsome, and he had an aura that made people's hearts throbbing, making people want to get close to him.

   But she is just a village girl, and Duke Wuyang is a high official in Chang'an City, just like a mortal and a fairy, she dare not imagine. However, it's good to have a look!

   "The gods don't have the skill to throw stones down, and if they do, they throw artifacts."

   Jia Pingan has nothing to do, so he chatted with Xiao Hua. The little official in charge came out and saw Xiao Hua outside, and scolded: "How did you know you were lazy, turn around...Mr. Wuyang."

  Xiao Hua was trembling with fright, when she turned around, she found that the little official had disappeared.

"nothing."

  Simple girls like this are very interesting, and Master Jia thinks it’s okay to talk nonsense.

   "How long are you going to mess around?"

  Yan Liben came angrily.

   "The old man admits that your chisel is quite sharp, but can you still use the chisel to hollow out the reef?"

  What is the purpose of Jia Pingan's nonsense?

  A few thoughts turned in Yan Liben's mind...

  Recently, there is an undercurrent in the city of Chang'an, and Jia Ping'an also got involved, making it very noisy... Could it be that the emperor hated this guy and simply drove him here to avoid the fights below.

Yes!

   Certainly so!

  The old man is indeed wise!

  Yan Liben figured this out, and immediately lost some disgust, and said calmly: "Young man, you have gathered hundreds of craftsmen, are you going to dig here until May? Although you have a lot of money..."

   Jia Ping'an grinned, "It's the national treasury."

  Are you kidding, after the waterway is cleared, if it is reported that Jia Ping'an's personal wealth is used as a reward, Li Zhi can vomit three liters of blood, gnashing his teeth so that Jia Ping'an will be brought into the palace.

   Naturally, this kind of great achievement cannot be randomly claimed.

  Yan Liben was stumped by these words, and pointed at him, "You treat me like a donkey with all my good intentions, that's all, you can do it yourself. If you are impeached later, I will naturally stand by and watch."

  Old Yan has clear grievances and grievances.

   "What if you get rewarded later?"

   Jia Pingan wanted to tease him.

   "Rewarded?" Yan Liben smiled, "I'll do whatever you want!"

   "I want some paintings."

   Jia Ping'an smiled happily.

  Yan Liben looked at him and shook his head, thinking that young people don't know the heights of the sky and the earth, so they are really not human beings.

  Here is a steep slope, so you have to walk down carefully. Yan Li himself leaned back and moved down step by step. There is a small official supporting him, and there is another person behind him pulling his clothes.

  I'm going, there is actually a person in front of me, this is to act as a brake, right?

  Jia Ping'an felt that Lao Yan was considered half a national treasure, and this was not a big deal.

   At this time, someone ran up below and shouted: "Mr. Wuyang, you said you want to light a fire."

   Jia Ping'an nodded, and the man shouted down: "Light it up!"

  The sound spread below, and someone continued to shout, "Light it up!"

   "Fire!"

  A picture appeared in Jia Ping'an's mind...

  Tunnel battle, hi! Tunnel warfare...

  Hundreds of closely connected holes were filled with gunpowder cartridges, and the outsides were connected together with lead wires.

   This is the reef on the left. Once it is destroyed, the channel will be unimpeded in an instant.

  A small official of the Ministry of War was holding a torch and preparing to light the fire.

"etc!"

   When he almost ignited the fuse, Li Jingye's voice came from behind him.

  The little official felt his heart beating like thunder, and when he turned around, his pale face became more bloody.

   "Give me some!"

  Li Jingye grabbed the torch and easily ignited the fuse.

   Chi Chi Chi Chi...

   "Quickly avoid it!"

  Someone on the shore was roaring.

   But Li Jingye didn't panic. His brother said that gunpowder can't blow up the reef, he just wanted to make it crisper.

   bang bang bang bang bang bang...

   There were dense explosions, like setting off firecrackers.

  Yan Liben fell down as soon as he reached the gentle place, and then even rolled down.

   "Yan Shangshu, Yan Shangshu..."

   Several small officials from the Ministry of Industry were frightened out of their wits, and quickly chased after him.

  Yan Liben saw a flickering figure while rolling down.

   Jia Pingan rushed down excitedly, helped him up, and then ran down by himself.

  At this moment, the reef was surrounded by gunpowder smoke, and Li Jingye was coughing violently on the side.

   "Quickly chisel!"

  The craftsmen rushed forward, and then the stone chips flew.

   "It's actually crispy?"

  A craftsman turned his head suddenly, his eyes full of horror.

   Good night, besides, March is coming to an end, the last double monthly pass! The Jazz asked for a vote.

  (end of this chapter)