Chapter 068 Just a Little Bit

Zhou Yanqing immediately knelt down and said, "I am guilty of making such a heavy promise without reporting it to the court."

Qin Zhaoqiong narrowed his eyes.

The night rain was like arrows, and the resin torches cast ghostly shadows in the mud.

The walls made of bamboo cages could not stop the infiltration of river water, and layers of reddish-brown mud appeared.

The seriously ill kengding was hunched over, the hemp rope digging into his festering shoulder blade, and rotten flesh mixed with pus and blood stuck to the knot.

He gripped the edge of the bluestone with his ten fingers, pressed his knees against the water surface and moved forward step by step.

It seemed that every step forward would make the slave mark tattooed on the forehead fade a little.

Even though the air was thick with moisture, his throat felt dry and uncomfortable when he opened his mouth. "How can I recruit the laborers?"

Zhou Yanqing knelt still and replied, "One will be drawn from three households, and two will be exempted from five households."

Qin Zhaoqiong let out a breath of foul air. It was within the bottom line of labor and would not cause civil unrest.

"I will write to His Majesty. Go and get busy."

"yes!"

The county magistrate and the magistrate of Ye retreated immediately. Qin Zhaoqiong turned around and looked behind her, and found that her sixth sister's pretty face was tense.

He took a step closer and grabbed her hand, "Zhao Yue... can your injection method cure it?"

Qin Zhaoyue raised her head, her somewhat wandering eyes meeting her elder sister's gaze. She pursed her lips and said, "I'm afraid it won't work..."

She had good eyesight and saw the wounds on the bodies of those who were struggling for their lives.

The reason why the doctor determined that the wound was incurable was probably because the wound was severely infected. In this case, the best way is to use antibiotics.

Qin Zhaoyue only knew about penicillin. He had heard the story of its invention, but that was all he had heard.

First, I don’t know the detailed steps, and second, I don’t know how to judge whether the injection standards are met.

There is no hope. No matter how hard you try, it's useless.

Qin Zhaoqiong tightened her grip upon hearing this and said, "It's okay. My elder sister is staying here. Be careful."

They all knew the true meaning of it.

“Big sister, I will go to the medical area and do my best.

I have another suggestion, please listen and see if it is applicable..."

Seeing the laborers moving stones to build a temporary retaining wall, the first thing Qin Zhaoyue thought of was cement.

It's just that this world only has mortar and pestle, and it's not very realistic to use cement in rainy weather, but an idea came to mind:

Is it possible to fix the outer layer of the slag mountain through a method similar to pouring, so that it can really become a mountain?

As for whether it is feasible and what materials are needed, it is left to the officials of the Tiangongsi to consider.

Qin Zhaoqiong nodded after listening to it, "Okay, I'll take note of it."

The two looked at each other, and everything was said without words.

Qin Zhaoyue lowered her eyes as she watched her elder sister rush into the rain, and watched the fallen miner being pulled out of the river and lying on the muddy ground, no longer breathing.

At this moment, a majestic figure blocked the view.

"Beautiful sister," Ping An pointed at the busy laborers behind him, "I can move the stones."

Qin Zhaoyue raised his head fiercely, and the silly boy's eyes were so clear that he could see through them at a glance.

There was not a trace of sadness or sorrow from Tiezha Mountain, but instead there was a strong sense of...excitement?

Ping An has been very anxious recently.

You have to work to have food to eat. This is the most profound memory imprinted in his mind.

Sometimes he had no food to eat even after working, but now he does nothing every day and just eats, which makes him feel very uneasy.

He saw it clearly, it was just moving stones, very simple, he had done it often before, he could do this job!

Qin Zhaoyue was stunned for a moment before he understood Ping An's eagerness to try. He raised his hand and patted his forearm, "You don't have to do this job..."

As soon as the words fell, the light in Grape's eyes dimmed.

"Ping An, your job is to protect me. That means stopping anyone who wants to hurt me. You don't have to do these kinds of work."

"All right……"

The chief clerk of Chiyan County had just walked nearby when he stopped in his tracks when he heard this.

This big brother's physique is perfect for moving stones.

As expected, the Sixth Princess is completely different from the Eldest Princess...

Suppressing his emotions, he bowed respectfully, "Your humble servant, the Chief Clerk of Chiyan County, greets His Highness the Sixth Prince. I have been ordered to guide you."

A group of carriages and horses left the slag mountain. In addition to the chief clerk leading the way and Qin Zhaoyue's carriage, there were also some officials who were not needed.

For example, there is the elderly Gu Tingyun, the junior officer of the Wanmin Division, a top scholar who is not from the Three Divisions, the fifth brother, and a hundred guards accompanying him for protection.

On the other side, Qin Zhaoyue began to inspect with Wang Zongzhi of the Tiangong Division.

Everything was as the county magistrate said, not to mention his excessive measures. The effectiveness of the flood control needed to be seen with one's own eyes. He rode his horse slowly around the iron slag mountain.

The rain was pouring down, and the resin torches were easily extinguished, so the guards were divided into groups of two, one holding an umbrella and the other holding a torch for lighting.

The bamboo cage filling stone method was adapted to local conditions. Because Chiyan County was short of materials, there were only some bamboo forests and no shortage of stones.

This method does not involve surrounding the house with bamboo cages all at once, but adopts a step-by-step approach.

The innermost layer is about two people high, and then it gradually decreases. The second layer starts to be built about ten feet apart, and so on.

They are currently constructing the third layer of retaining wall. Judging from the coverage of the slag mountain, they must have been working on it for many days.

The first wave of floods has only affected this county for the time being, but if it is not properly controlled and the entire slag mountain is subsequently washed away, it is foreseeable that the ecology of the Qingyao River will suffer a devastating blow.

Commander Wang did not dare to slack off. He dismounted from time to time to inspect the retaining wall, pulled it with his hands to check its stability, and even entered the innermost layer to observe with the help of the guards.

"Your Highness, this should be the best method at the moment.

Small floods should not be a problem, and the oozing iron slag will not cause too much damage.

However, if there is continuous heavy rain, the combined effects of erosion and upstream floods are likely to cause slope collapse.

A two-person-high retaining wall is not safe. Once the slope collapses to a similar height, everything will be in vain."

Qin Zhaoqiong looked solemn and put forward the suggestion made by his sixth sister.

Without hesitation, General Wang replied, "This method is feasible, but the timing is not right."

Whether it is cement or other materials, they all need light to solidify.

Chiyan County is short of all kinds of supplies, and it takes time to transport them from outside, and now the flood season has arrived.

"Your Highness, there is only one most urgent and reliable solution, and that is to dig an open channel to divert the water."

Qin Zhaoqiong nodded. Since there was only one choice, it was actually simpler.

After running around the slag mountain, he immediately went to check the progress of the canal digging.

The soil near the slag mountain is relatively hard, and there are rock layers underground, making excavation very difficult.

Civilian laborers and previously recruited garrisons were densely packed in the middle, and the sound of clanging and banging was endless.

Qin Zhaoqiong was surrounded by a circle of torches, making him extremely conspicuous in the rain.

One of the laborers stopped hammering, picked up a basket of gravel beside him, and walked laboriously towards the outside of the canal, vaguely pointing to the direction of the princess's cavalry.

At this moment, a figure came up silently and stabbed him in the back of the neck with a needle like lightning.

“Hmm…”

Before he could say a word, the laborer felt all his strength drained from his body and was pulled backward by the bamboo basket.

Bang! He fell to the ground without any protection.

The laborer tried desperately to call for help, but was covered tightly by a big hand. Then a face covered in mud vaguely appeared in front of his eyes.

How could this happen... It was just a little bit...

"Someone is exhausted, please give him a hand."

After hearing these words, an intense sleepiness came over me, and I could only fall into a deep sleep even if I didn't want to.

Qin Zhaoqiong saw this scene from afar, but just glanced at it.

Along the way, at least five people have fallen and fainted. The canal excavation is urgent and there is no time to worry about trivial matters.

"drive!"