"It's cold and freezing, and the water drums ice opens. Ice water flows together, and the ice rushes; the embankment collapses and the dam is broken, and it's unstoppable."

"I finally exploded it for him."

"Preparing for unexpected reasons, ancient good governance."

Xu Youzhen said with great confidence: "If you want to control the ice flood, you must repair embankments, rectify river channels, build water diversion canals, explore ice conditions, flood prevention in prefectures, counties and townships, and especially organize people to prevent the defense."

"Just blowing up the ice surface is far from enough. Wuqing Hou is busy. I will first check if there will be a river embankment breaking."

When Xu Youzhen was in Zhang Qiu's water control, the first thing he learned was to ride a horse. Whether it was driving a car or a sedan chair, it was still too slow.

Shi Heng fell into deep thought.

The vigorous explosion and opening of the river in the Hetao area has caused the Hetao area to be affected by the flood flood that has been hit by thousands of years, and it has the possibility of containment.

The commander moved and organized the people to retreat to the high place immediately if there was a flood;

The soldiers also started to move. If there was a section of the river that still needed to open the river, they would use the method of throwing gunpowder pest to blow up the larger ice surface;

The officials also moved, actively preaching the cause of ice evacuation and flood, and also explaining that this is a gunpowder pestle, not the magic of Emperor Zhenwu.

Of course, ordinary people know about firecrackers, but is gunpowder so powerful?

It’s the magic of Emperor Zhenwu.

The Yellow River flood control is booming, and the entire water diversion canal has been planned. After spring plowing, the salary from the capital will arrive. In three years, the 360-mile Jingtai'an Minzu Canal will be completed.

Shi Heng packed his bags and was about to return to Beijing. As the governor of military affairs, Jiang Yuan would also return to Beijing.

When they left, the snow in Hetao finally began to melt. When they reached Zhuozi Mountain, Shi Heng took a last look at the lush Hetao Plain.

He has been here for more than ten years and never thought that Hetao would have such a prosperous day.

Shi Heng stood on the Guanshan deliberation platform and could see traces of setting fires at night in the Ming Dynasty. It was after the ice and snow melted, and there were a little green grass on the grassland.

"The grass is close but not close." Jiang Yuan sighed as he looked at the greens.

There are traces of green on the grassland, but if the greens approach, they disappear completely. The green on the vast grassland seems to be painted by painters.

The sun slowly rose, and the gentle east wind began to press on the sharp northwest wind, with warmth.

When the spring breeze blows, Ye Bu Shu slapped his horse and headed towards the grassland again, and their smiles are still so bright.

As a general flag that Wang Fu did not collect at night, he disappeared on the grassland after he could get up last year.

The emperor said he didn't know where Wang Fu was.

Where is Wang Fu?

Wang Fu is in Helin.

"Is this ghost place so cold?" Yang Han led the two marquises and rubbed his hands. It was almost March, and the forest was still in the snow.

Wang Fu brought three Ye Bushang to Helin to inquire about the enemy's situation. His eyes flickered and said, "This is the Mongols' Dragon Court. Emperor Taizu Gao wanted to destroy the place he wanted to destroy and cut off his temple court.

A place of the seedlings.”

Yang Han took two steps off the horse and suddenly felt a foreign object under his feet. He took two steps back and saw that there was a frozen person under his feet...

These nights have long been accustomed to life and death, and have not taken this little corpse to heart.

Wang Fu rubbed his hands and said, "Two, after returning to Xuanfu, I will present my letter to His Majesty the Emperor, so that His Majesty will misunderstand and kill my family."

"This matter is very confidential. The wealth and life of Wang and his family depend on you."

Yang Han knew what Wang Fu was going to do, and he said dumbly: "Master Wang, this is too risky. We have already entered the barbarian camp, why should we do this?"

Wang Fu shook his head and said, "Master Wang Qi, please go back."

He rubbed his hands, tore off his clothes, pulled a horse and said, "Let's go back."

Wang Fu wanted to surrender to the enemy. To be precise, he really went deep into the barbarian camp and attacked the Oirat, explored the virtuality and reality of the Oirat people, and prepared for the Ming army to advance.

But he was afraid that the Ming Dynasty would misunderstand this matter, so he asked Ye Busuo to send his letters from Xuanfu to the capital to prevent the emperor from misunderstanding and shoveling his family's heads.

Wang Fu naturally knew that the emperor loved to kill people.

He led his horse into the wind and snow, met the scouts of the Oirats, and was then taken to the royal court.

"Dashi, I caught a scholar." The scout walked into the dragon court and bowed his head to report.

There were no scholars on the grassland. To be precise, even fewer people could read. When the scouts found that they were a weak scholar, they brought him over.

Yesen really needed bureaucrats, he nodded and said, "Bring it up."

Yexian was so happy that they saw the person.

"Who is you who is outside Desheng Gate and takes the emperor's decree to Tucheng?" Yexian couldn't remember for a moment.

At that time, Xining made a trap for the emperor, spread rumors about the dog feet in the city, and set up a trap outside the city. Then Wang Fu and Zhao Rong went to the Tucheng and brought the words of the emperor.

Yexian said happily: "Why are you so depressed and wandering to the grassland?"

Wang Fu was tied up, and he said hysterically: "Next Wang Fu, Wang Chuyang!"

"That great emperor is too tyrannical!"

"I just advised me with great righteousness, but the emperor dismissed me."

"I was going home, but it turned out to be fine. The emperor actually sent someone to chase me. I was very lucky and got two arrows on my shoulders. I was lucky enough to die."

Wang Fu used a hysterical tone and exquisite acting skills to tell his experience vividly. The most important thing was that he changed the battle with the Oirats to the emperor's pursuit.

This life and death experience seemed to make Wang Fu's anger reach its peak, and he loudly rebuked the emperor for his cruelty and incompetence.

"Is it true that I am so cruel and unfair?" Wang Fu shouted loudly as if he was roaring.

Yexian frowned and said, "Oh? Two arrows were injured? Tear open and see."

The two Qi Xuejun pulled open their shoulders and necks, and two wounds that looked like centipedes appeared in front of Yesen.

Ye Xian frowned and looked at it, gasping for a breath of air conditioning. It was already cold enough with Lin, but it can be seen that Wang Fu's heart was even colder. He worked hard for you, the emperor was dismissed from his post and chased him. This was not a knife to his heart.

Poke it up?

Wang Funa is the master of the dragon. A scholar risked his axe and ran to Tucheng. Isn’t this the master of the dragon?

Does the emperor treat his heroes like this?

These two arrows were injured, let alone scholars, even if they were defeated, they would probably die!

It was indeed a disaster, and it was necessary to be so angry.

Sainbuhua frowned and his eyes were circulating. The great emperor Mizhou Maritime Warehouse was too disturbed. Even Yan Shenggong's Confucius Temple was a slaughter, causing criticism from the world. Wang Fu was dismissed.

I heard of it too.

But is it so troublesome that it is chasing?

When the palace confronted the emperor, the emperor was furious, but for the sake of face, he temporarily pardoned and sent someone to chase him, which seemed natural.

Yexian sighed and said, "Release."

Ye Yi first stood up, took a cloak and said, "It's not as good as Lin, there are so many bitter and cold places in the city. I'm sorry for you. Come on, get up quickly, take out the remaining tribute tea last year and make a pot of it.

Good tea.”

As the Dashi of the Oirat, he certainly understood the rules of respecting wise and humble men. As the assistant censor of the Ming Dynasty, he was the biggest civil servant he had ever gained in his life.

Once the news spreads, the panic-hearted people who were defeated by Hetao will inevitably be relieved.

Doesn’t these thousands of miles of reunion prove that the Ola is the destiny of heaven?

As long as the news reaches the Ming Dynasty, it will inevitably become a banner, and more civil officials of the Ming Dynasty will surrender to the Oirat.

Yesen put the cloak on Wang Fu's body and said with relief: "Okay, OK!"

Wang Fu cried and said, "Xie Dashi appreciated him. Last time I saw him in a hurry, I knew that Dashi was the few heroes in the world. See you today. If that's true, please ask Dashi to accept my worship."

"I am a Jinshi for the seventh year of Zhengtong. I have a talent and no place to use my skills. Xie Dashi takes it in!"

Yesen was overjoyed. He captured many military officials from the Ming Dynasty in the Battle of Tumu Fort, but the sixty-six civil and military officials from the Ming Dynasty did not even look at him, even if he was martyred, he would not bother to do it for the Oirat.

Used.

In the end, they all died in martyrdom.

Someone took the initiative to apply today, he was so happy!

Han Zheng and Sain Buhua looked at each other and sighed at each other. What are the civil servants of the Ming Dynasty best at?

Acting skills.

Wang Fu's acting skills are really good. He cried bitterly and accused the emperor of his cruelty. The listener was sad and she burst into tears when she smelled it.

Now this look of taking in and taking effect, the appearance of a thousand-mile horse meeting Bole is really touching.

True or fake? I know that Yexian's expression is true, and Yexian already believes it.

Yesen was wary of Xining, but he was not so wary of Wang Fu, who took the initiative to make a thousand miles to help him and was carrying arrows to hurt life and death.

A scholar who ran to Helin thousands of miles away, and if he had not risked his determination to die, why did he run so far?

Yexian had already believed it completely, and it was too far from Lin for Daming.
To be continued...