The Evil Prince and his Precious Wife: The Sly Lady

"But it's just a small palace Qian Yu, also worth your temper?" With the clear voice, Song Shiren walked over and looked at him lightly.

"Now Gong Qianyu is not easy!" Gong Qianze said one word at a time, his eyes burst into hate: Who said that Gong Qianyu didn't care about politics?Who said Gong Qianyu didn't care about the people?He quietly recruited hundreds of thousands of people, dug trenches, and drew all the Yangtze River water for the villages and fields in the drought in southern Xinjiang. Even if the drought is severe, there is no need to worry.

The people thanked Dade for him, and the ministers of culture and martial arts looked at him immeasurably. Even the father and emperor began to value Gong Qianyu ...

Take a look at his cup of salaries again, and the method of delivering water for a long time. It is a big joke. Although the ministers of the civil and military affairs did not say anything, they must be laughing at him ...

"The respect and respect of hundreds of thousands of people, love it, Gong Qianyu has great prestige among the people!"

The people in Niucun rushed into the field and were grateful to Gong Qianyu. In their eyes, they could only see Gong Qianyu, the court officials and civil officials, as well as his ruling king in southern Xinjiang. They were completely ignored by the people. ...

Looking at his angry and unwilling face, Song Shiren's eyes were low and he said lowly, "But it's just a prestige among the people. His Royal Highness can also ..."

Gong Qianze's face was slightly gloomy and he disagreed: "Gong Qianyu digs a ditch to attract the water of the Yangtze River and shows its limelight. The officials praised him and the people loved him. , The people will definitely think that Wang wants to get credit, not only can he not gain prestige, but also be laughed at by others ... "

"Xiaguan knows that Xiaguan doesn't want the prince to grab the credit of Gong Qianyu, but wants to ask the prince, but remember, the villagers store a large reservoir of water?" Song Shiren walked in front of Gong Qianze, the mysterious god Lowered his voice.

"Naturally remember!" Gong Qianze nodded: South Xinjiang has been suffering from drought almost every year. Villagers have built large reservoirs for water storage. The largest one is built on a mountain of soil, which is connected to several villages. The villagers can stand up to now, relying on that big reservoir ...

"When Xiaguan returned to Beijing, he saw that the villagers in those villages had dug the channel and stored water in the big reservoir of Tushan, which should almost be full now ..." Song Shiren said lowly, his eyes Youyou: There is severe drought in southern Xinjiang. Even if there is surging Yangtze River water, the villagers are still habitually storing water for standby ...

"What is Uncle San preparing to do?" Gong Qianze looked at Song Shiren with a bad hunch in his heart.

Song Shiren smiled strangely, slowly walked in front of Gong Qianze, and whispered softly.

A string of notes came into his ears, and Gong Qianze heard his eyes sternly: "This method ... is not appropriate ..."

Song Shiren shook his head disapprovingly: "Your lord, a big event, no matter how small, this is the safest and fastest way to achieve merit and prestige ..."

Gong Qianze frowned tightly: He really wanted to make achievements and wanted to have the support of the people, but the prestige obtained by this method seemed a bit mean and shameless ...

Looking at his indecisive look, Song Shiren frowned tightly, and looked like he hated iron but not steel: "Your grandfather, Gong Qianyu attracted the water of the Yangtze River, which solved everyone's headaches. Looking at him immensely, he is also a prince, a well-deserved crown prince, and many neutral ministers will stand on his side. If the prince does not make some political achievements and contend with him, the half-dynasty ministers will automatically return to Gong Qianyu. The road of Emperor Wang will be more difficult ... "

Gong Qianze's sharp eyes narrowed, he was the eldest son of the royal family of southern Xinjiang, and the throne was his. He would never give up to Gong Qianyu ...

"Okay, I promise you." Gong Qianze whispered, a glimmer of ruth flashed in his eyes: if he did so, he would be able to ascend to the throne of the Ninth Five-Year Supreme, and he wouldn't mind a mean ...

Song Shiren nodded with satisfaction. To become a hegemon of a country, he must have perseverance, decisiveness and decisiveness. He must not be the indecision of the benevolence of a woman. With a little hands and feet, he can become a great cause of the emperor. ...

Looking up at Miyazawa, I saw that he was looking in the direction of the Great Reservoir, his eyes were deep, and it was related to his future emperorship. He would definitely plan and plan carefully, and do everything perfectly ...

Gong Qianyu's introduction of the Yangtze River's hydrolysis of the drought in southern Xinjiang spread, and the Manchu Dynasty was shocked. The Minister of Culture and Martial Arts all praised him, even stinking all day, picking up the old and stubborn old and stubborn.

Gong Qianyu ignored it and stood on the top of the mountain in a shady place every day, watching the people digging water channels.

The people saw the benefits brought by the water channel, and they were tempted by Gong Qianyu's half-pound of white noodles. They were digging very hard. They were working hard in the sky, only listening to the bang of the rumbling, and the ground beneath their feet followed. It vibrated.

The people looked up in confusion, and saw the reservoir "Boom!" On the Tushan Mountain collapsed, rolling down the clear water, and rushed to them in a destructive trend, rushing them into the water, Hao Flowing forward vigorously ...

The people were tumbling wildly in the water, grabbing a big tree and a small tree, crawling on the branches with hands and feet, coughing heavily as they watched the torrent of water under their feet. Water is intended to prevent drought. Unexpectedly, they even flooded themselves ...

Gong Qianyu stood under a big tree on the top of the mountain, and looked down at the fast running water, frowned gently ...

At the foot of the mountain, a luxury carriage drove fast on the official road, and the rolling water suddenly rushed down and rushed across the official road. The horse quickly raised his front hoof and hissed, paused, and Murong Xue sitting in the carriage stumbled. Only then sat down, puzzled: "What happened?"

"Back to Murong girl, there was a big water rushing in front, blocking the way ..." Wuhen's respectful reply came from outside the car. Murongxue blinked and lifted the curtain to look out, only to see the running water over the official road, rushing Into the woods next to it, on the dry official road, leaving a long wet water mark ...

A slender black figure fell from the sky and gently fell in front of Murongxue, looking at her lightly, with a little smile in the clear eyes: "Murongxue, you are here!"

Murong Xue nodded: "Prince Gong, what's going on?"

Yesterday evening, a guard at the Prince's Mansion went to the Beyond House. According to the palace, Yu Yu invited her to come to Niu Village to visit the ditch he had dug for the people. She came to the Beyond House and came by carriage. , I did n’t expect that, just here, I met the rolling water ...