Chapter 624: The poet prefers rain

Shen Qingci drank a large bowl of soup, and after taking a bath, it felt that people were relieved a lot. The rain outside was still falling, even if he did not go out to see it, he could know that it was raining. How old is it?
Almost all are like pouring down, dropping down from time to time, and seeing those floods from far away, the water level is constantly rising, and if the rain continues for a few more days, it may only be Can let these floods eventually submerged here.
She was sipping the soup one bite at a time, sitting on the side with a thoughtful mind, and she didn't know what she was looking at. She seemed to be in a daze, and her pair of good-looking thick eyebrows were also tightly locked.
Shen Qingci stood up, walked over, and sat opposite him. Then she looked at the things on the table like a book from the heavens, like a map. On the map, some mountains and rivers were also marked. But she couldn't understand it at all. It was completely different from the one she had seen immediately above.
"This is looking for a river."
Pao Hengsi knew that Shen Qingci didn't understand, so he explained to her one by one.
While pointing, he said to Shen Qingci. Although Shen Qingci is not a top-notch smart person, she is not stupid, and her understanding ability is better, so there are some things that she can easily understand.
"Since you know the flood, why don't you treat it in advance?"
Shen Qingci just doesn't understand this. She knows the past, so even if she goes against the sky, she will change in the end. So, what about this first river, isn't it just right to cultivate earlier?
"It will be repaired every year."
Biao Hengsi picked up the bowl on the table and placed it in front of Shen Qingci, "Drink this."
When Shen Qingci saw the dark concoction inside, he didn't want to drink it at all.
And as soon as she smelled the smell, she couldn't help but feel nauseous, but in the end she picked up the bowl and put it next to her mouth, even if she just filled herself with soup, but Still have to drink medicine.
She drank it one sip, and the bitterness in her mouth became rich.
And she frowned her delicate eyebrows, and then drank the medicine in the bowl one by one. Of course, she was also listening to what Bing Hengsi said about this river hunt.
It's like water management, but it's not in place, and you don't know the difficulties and twists at all.
Branding has been running outside for so many years, and it is rare that he will be in the capital. He has browsed mountains of all sizes and seen the topography of other places. In fact, the big reason is that he wants to Solve the floods here in Binh Duong, and here in Binh Duong, it is also the most troublesome place in the whole Da Zhou.
The flood here has been going on for a full 100 years, and it has not been managed for a century. It can be seen how difficult it is. Everyone said that the difficulty of the road of Shu is harder than that of the sky.
And finding the floods here is more difficult than going to the sky.
"I thought of a way, but it was still too late."
Branding used his finger to point to a certain point on the map. Over the years, all water control methods have been to block and strengthen the embankments on both sides, but if you block and add more, they will eventually be washed away.
This is the biggest reason why Xunhe's repeated treatments have been repeatedly changed, and the biggest reason for repeated changes and treatments.
"Then what can you do?"
Shen Qingci also followed the position of the finger placed by Bao Heng. She didn't know much about water control, but as Bao Hengsi said earlier, he has found a way. Is the solution here?
"Here," Branding said again, "Dig the river course larger, and then dig another branch from the mountain. With the branch, the flood here will be much slower, and this branch The road is repaired to the lower reaches, where the terrain is relatively low, and there are no people around. The floods will follow the trend and eventually flow to other places."
Shen Qingci thought for a while, widened the river, and then blasted the mountain to dig a tributary.
It's no wonder that Branding will say that time is too late.
Yes, it’s too late. What he said will take at least three years to cultivate, or maybe five or six years. If you are lucky, you can fix it before a flood arrives.
If you are unlucky, it may be delayed for several more years.
As for now, it is indeed too late, because the current search for the river has already risen and it cannot be blocked.
She leaned there and became drowsy until her body lightened. She opened her eyes and met with a pair of light black eyes.
Shen Qingci leaned his head against his shoulder and was also taking his body temperature.
Even if it was cold again, she knew that he was the one who kept her warm all the time.
"I'll take a look again, you don't want to walk around here by yourself."
Shen Qingci nodded. She came here this time, and it was indeed a burden for him. He came to treat the water, not to travel around the mountains and water. She followed, not only was she busy and could not help, but also Bring him more trouble.
She didn't want to be troublesome, so she stayed here, she just wanted to be closer to him.
Brando Hengsi touched her forehead and walked out again.
But Shen Qingci sat up, and at this moment, she didn't have any sleepiness.
She sat on the collapse for a while, and she didn't know what was thinking of her. All she heard in her ears were the dripping sounds of rain outside. She didn't know if it was bigger or smaller than before.
The poet prefers rain, and he is happy in the rain, and he can write so many good poems.
It rained all night in Xiaoxiang, and it dropped to the customer center.
When the rain stops, the lotus has a strong fragrance, and the cicadas on the shore are noisy.
Heartbroken sunset Qianshan evening.
In response to the difficulties, the old man's sky, looking through the yam, Acacia has no wild goose feet.
Who believes that in the depths of blue clouds, the sunset is still on the horizon? .
Chu Tianyun and rain are in harmony and dream of the balcony again.
These are the poems that she had read before. At that time, she also liked to sit at the table, raising her face to look at the rain outside, and then listening to the rain.
But now she feels that the rain is getting more annoying.
She stood up, walked to the window, and then just watched the heavy snow falling outside. It was the same as she had come. The rain fell on the ground, dripping and dripping. From time to time, there would be a ripple or two. Splash.
This scene should be beautiful.
But this scene is also hurt.
If it rains for another day, it will be a disaster for the people here. Only when the rain stops will they have a glimmer of hope.
Otherwise, when the flood submerges everything here, countless people will be displaced again. It is also unknown how many parents have lost their children, and how many children have lost their parents, and become those who have three meals indefinitely. Orphans and widows who don't know if they can survive.
Then followed by these floods have been drifting with the flow.
Without Ping, there is no root.
She hugged her arm, it was indeed cold.