Chapter 692: just kill me

"I heard that you cured the flood in Pingyang this time?"
The emperor asked tentatively.
"No," Shen Qingci stood up and passed the picture he was holding with both hands.
"It's the water control map left by King Shuo, which may not have been seen by the sage."
The emperor couldn’t help but smiled awkwardly. Yes, he really hadn’t seen this before. He didn’t actually have much hope at the time. If it can be cured, it’s best. If it can’t be cured, he will think of other ways, those from the Treasury. The silver, after all, has to be taken out.
He didn't want to mention those things in the past, he didn't need to mention them, only the results, then the water was cured.
The emperor opened the picture, and when he saw what was written on it, he suddenly felt as if his strength had been exhausted.
The map above this picture is the map of Pingyang to find the river. Every place on the map is marked, and even the trend of excavating the mountain is determined in advance.
Even the specific steps for water control are written.
For example, the stones that come down from the mountains are used to reinforce both banks of the river embankment. When there is no rain in the upper reaches, the river is closed and the river course is widened and deepened.
"Is there anything else?"
The emperor asked Shen Qingci, but he actually didn’t think that Por Hengxi would leave such a picture, and according to this picture, don’t say Shen Qingci, even if it is someone else, follow this picture, as long as it doesn’t show It's too much wrong, then it is only a matter of time that the flood of Xunhe can be cured. As for why Shen Qingci is so fast, it is only because the mountain exploded.
"The saint only asked him to build a river hunt, and he didn't say anything about it."
"This……"
The emperor had the pain of being smashed to his feet, and in fact, it was indeed like this. In the Great Zhou Dynasty, only Pingyang was the place where floods were difficult to cure for a hundred years, and only the river Xunhe was the most unstable.
In the past few years, I have traveled all over the place, just to find a way to control the water, a search for the river. He has been thinking about it for many years. Besides, if there are no floods in these other rivers, he still treats some. what?
"The flood in Mingliang..." the emperor pointed out.
"I do not know."
Shen Qing's resignation is helpless.
"Holy Lord, I can only make spices, I can't control water or search for rivers, just because this is his last wish."
"But you didn't cure it well?"
The emperor still did not give up.
"Holy, you kill it."
Shen Qingci couldn't look at the emperor's eyes seriously.
"Shen Qingci, you are so bold!"
The emperor narrowed his black eyes, seeming to be moved.
"Holy Lord, you should have seen it. If it weren't for the flood of the river, I don't want to live anymore. Shen Qingci pulled up his sleeves. Sometimes it is difficult to live. The holy Lord wants the ministers to do what they can't do, even Even if it involves my family, why not kill me now."
"Honor and being in danger originally coexist, and the honor obtained by life is even more so."
"If the sage really sends a minister's wife such a woman who doesn't know anything to treat the water, it is better to kill the minister's wife now, the minister's wife will certainly be grateful to your majesty for the great kindness, so that the minister's wife and her husband will never live forever. Separated."
"you……"
The emperor burst into swearing a little bit. How could he kill Shen Qingci? If he did kill, let alone Shen Dingshan's unwillingness. Even his emperor who died for the Great Zhou would be from the coffin. Climb out and choke his neck.
After he died, how would he face the emperor's brother, how would he face his anxiety?
Shen Qingci cannot kill, and Shen Qingci cannot die.
He had to rely on her for his military expenditures of one million yuan. If she just died like this, could his future military expenses come from?