"You guys don't know me, and I don't know you, but it doesn't matter. This time, everyone is serving the king of Yan, and honor and disgrace are one." In the southern suburbs of Jicheng, Luo Yong poured wine for every county lieutenant who came here. He walked slowly behind a circle of people, and then sat down. His face suddenly changed, and his tone was no longer warm. He held the wine cup and looked around and said, "The 22 counties and magistrates of the country are here, and the five thousand troops are coming. It can be seen that the King of Yan attaches importance to this matter. If the construction is not completed on schedule, the villain's head may move. For his own life, Luo Yong may offend him in the next year."

"We should obey the order of the King of Yan. Since it is the King of Yan's approval, our county magistrates will naturally follow your leader." Drinking the glass of Chinese American wine, the county magistrate of Hunu bowed slightly, "I don't know how much manpower is needed this time."

"In addition to the remaining prisoners of war, a total of 100,000 are required. Twenty-two counties need to collect 30,000. This number is not a large number. However, the construction period is one year, and the people may be affected a little during the busy farming season. It is your responsibility to ensure that the people are not in chaos under your rule. Of course, this is far from enough. The county magistrates must also withdraw their men and help the army supervise the army." Luo Yongyang spoke out in a scattered manner, took out a map from his arms, indicating how much responsibility each section of the canal needs.

The North Line Canal is essentially a re-divide ditches, and it is impossible to use the waterways of the big river. It is very dangerous to use the original waterways rashly. Maybe it will turn the Yellow River into a man-made disaster. Luo Yong understands this with some records from the Dushui Supervisory Bureau.

Sima Ji, who was pretending to be dead in Jicheng, knew the danger of the Yellow River. Later, the Northern Song Dynasty once dared to think about the Yellow River with fearless spirit. During the reign of Emperor Renzong of Song, he began to think about the Yellow River for the first time to divert the Yellow River from Liuta River to flow eastward. As a result, the Hu River flowed northward and entered Liuta River, but could not tolerate it. It was the same as the rebellion of the army and the drowning of the army was drowned, and the floating grass was unsuccessful. This time, the Liuta River broke its dam and directly destroyed half of Hebei.

During the reign of Emperor Shenzong of Song Dynasty, the project of returning to the river was directly led to the capture of the Huai River and entering the sea. After Emperor Shenzong of Song Dynasty, Emperor Zhezong wanted to change the Yellow River back to the old path. As a result, the Yellow River broke its mouth. After three projects, it directly turned North China into a swamp.

Now there is no need to worry too much about this matter from the northern line from Luoyang to Jicheng. If Jicheng and Jiankang are connected, the canal and the Yellow River and the Yangtze River nodes need to be specially built and reinforced, ship locks are set up, and spare waterways must be left to facilitate cleaning of the canal and avoid blockage, so this is not an easy task.

The canal from Luoyang to Jicheng is geographically difficult, while the canal from Jicheng to Jiankang is engineeringly difficult, and the Yangtze River and the Yellow River cannot escape. Fortunately, Sima Ji only wants to use the previous one now. If both lines are stuck to almost the completion level, Sima Ji will explode in his head if he thinks about it.

Luo Yong was just the person who presided over the digging of the canal. This kind of project was not something that Sima Ji sent out alone and gave enough labor. Without the support of the entire Youzhou, it would be a fantasy to expect digging to finish the soil. Some things Luo Yong could not do at all. Being able to communicate smoothly with the county magistrates in various counties was considered to be a super-level performance.

In the cold wind, all the county chief clerks, record history, record room, and Gongcao history were dispatched to Jicheng, wandering between the Yanwang Mansion and the governor's mansion, waiting for orders, tools, corvee, food, household registration, and those that could not be used, they brought all of them, so that the King of Yan would be blocked by the wrong thread and add projects.

It is necessary to admit that the officials of the country who were enfeoffed have adapted to the mind circuit of the King of Yan in the twists and turns for many years. They are summoned and never fight a battle without any confidence. When asked questions, they answer questions without any awkwardness.

"So? Everything is as usual in the country?" The old and young men gathered together, and the words of the people made money, giving Sima Ji the illusion that the current situation is not small but good, but a big good one. Then why are you still standing there? Start work!

"Each chief clerk records history, record the affairs, and record the history of Gongcao. It rotates once a month to ensure that the canal is foolproof and ends in a year!" Sima Ji finished the order, and then asked as if he remembered something, "You have no objection, right?"

"No, no! I'm waiting for the orders of His Highness Yan, and I wish I could leave immediately." The officials from all sides below shook their heads and made a thrilling attitude. There was no word in their mouths, and it was really hard.

"Then let's take a day off first and start work the day after tomorrow." Sima Ji spoke very rationally and decided to give these officials a day of rest, which is also a benefit.

He swallowed the harsh words back temporarily. These are all local officials. Sima Ji is not qualified to play lottery draws and beheadings among this group. Let’s talk about when he can get the right to hold the lord.

This winter seems to be a little colder for Sima Ji's losers. The King of Yan has always adopted a restrained attitude towards these unlucky bad guys left by Goguryeo and Sanhan. He also mastered the strength when pinching soft persimmons. If they are pinched to death, there will be a pile of granite left outside the border that is not easy to mess with, who will work for him?

However, this time, Sima Ji, who felt that the big change was not far away, completely tore off the mask of hypocrisy. The remaining nearly 80,000 prisoners of war were driven out of the mountains by the soldiers of Youzhou. He had no time to look back and see the Great Wall and the major cities he built, and quickly devoted himself to the new work.

Under the cold wind, the Youzhou soldiers holding horse whip also knew how to jump straight into the foot and decided to ask the women at home to buy cotton jackets quickly. Because it took only a few years to try the cotton planting, ordinary soldiers were discouraged by the cost of cotton jackets, but now they can't control so much, so they also led to a round of profits from the Yanwang Mansion.

"If I had known this, I would have done this long ago." Sima Ji was so angry that he hummed after hearing the profits this month, which showed that he had not fully tapped the potential of the country before.

For the rest of the people, their way to keep warm is to realize their potential in their bodies based on the instinct of the human body. This is also the oldest way to keep warm in warmth in humans, trembling...

"Work more work and your body will not be cold when you move. Youzhou is not as cold as your hometown." Luo Yong, who was riding on a horse patrol the river, shouted loudly with a horse whip in his hand, "If you can't finish the work, you can halve the food tonight, so hurry up."
Chapter completed!