Slacking Princess: Contesting for the Throne? Don't Joke! I Can't Get Up

Good news: She transmigrated into the Sixth Princess, where a female emperor holds power.

Bad news: Right at the start, she drugged the prime minister's legitimate son, and he's curre...

Chapter 116: Practice

Chapter 116: Practice

The Xuanji Guards who set out from the capital were sent out one after another to deliver the message, and now only Yinzhe and Liuyan, two powerful warriors in the Divine Martial Realm, are left.

So Yinzhe borrowed two members of the Mo Group to operate the boat together.

The merchant ship was so huge that it caught everyone's attention as soon as it got closer.

Mo Er and Mo San cooperated to control the boat towards the gap in the river embankment with a clear goal.

Such a huge ship, not to mention being fully loaded with rocks, had a very deep draft.

If one is not careful, it will cause a second collision with the embankment, and the power will definitely be more terrifying than that of the iron-cast black turtle.

But if you want to repair the dam and complete flood control and disaster relief within one day, this is the most convenient method.

As the merchant ship approached, everyone's heart was in their throat.

Ten zhang, fifty zhang, thirty zhang...the embankment is about to hit!

Mo Er's entire body was almost sideways, about to touch the deck, and he used all his strength.

She took up the position temporarily, relying on her superb explosive power that was unrivaled in the sixth rank.

But to accurately control the wind and steer the boat by herself...she can't do it yet.

"grown ups!"

When it was about to reach its limit, Mo Er shouted loudly, and Yin Zhe, who was standing at the bow of the ship, finally moved.

She just raised her arms, and a powerful "force" enveloped the entire merchant ship.

Not only that, it seemed that even the surrounding wind, rain and water were suppressed.

The merchant ship was still approaching, but its speed had slowed down. It was about to touch the embankment, but it was as gentle as the intimate touch between lovers.

The position was not offset at all, and it was exactly blocking the center of the river embankment breach.

Rustle!

The next moment, a sharp friction sound suddenly rang out, the golden thread cut open the bottom of the cabin, the river water rushed in rapidly, and the hull began to sink.

The river water was squeezed and formed waves again, which quickly spread to the high slopes.

The rafts and canoes were tied together and managed to withstand the aftermath, but the laborers on the boats were also a little flustered.

Yinzhe spread his arms and stood alone at the bow like an immortal, controlling such great power by himself.

Using the golden thread to sense the water depth, she was about to touch the bottom. She was fully focused and did not dare to be distracted in the slightest.

At the last moment, she frowned, her body suddenly tensed up, and she stimulated her "momentum" to the extreme.

Finally, the merchant ship successfully touched the bottom.

Yinzhe had tried his best. He was able to control his position by using the river water and the floating force, but he was unable to lift a merchant ship of eight or nine thousand stones.

Collisions are inevitable, and we can only try to minimize the impact, but this still stirs up a large amount of mud and sand at the bottom of the river.

However, the effect was immediate, and the amount of river water pouring out of the breach was reduced by 70% to 80%.

The face beneath the veil quickly turned pale, obviously exhausted.

She walked in the void, and at the same time, two golden threads wrapped around the waists of Mo Er and Mo San, taking them away from the riverbank.

He descended onto the high slope in front of tens of thousands of people and stood behind Qin Zhaoyue.

Qin Zhaoyue clearly heard her rapid breathing and whispered, "Thank you for your hard work."

"Commander Meng, Deputy General Hu."

"I'm here!"

"Organize young and strong people to fill the breach in the riverbank."

"yes!"

Qin Zhaoyue slowly descended from the high slope, with Sui Mo and Mo Group following closely.

She came to within a few feet of the people and shouted:

"Anyone who carries stones and earth, regardless of gender, will be given a bushel of millet and two ounces of salt; any strong man who digs piles and lays the foundation will be given a jar of wine."

Then she walked straight to the pile of wood and signaled the guards to give her a wooden stake.

"Your Highness..." Sui Mo came closer, "You don't have to take any risks."

Qin Zhaoyue couldn't help rolling his eyes under the mask. He had followed her for such a long time, so didn't he understand her character?

He muttered quietly, "What do you think I want? Stop talking nonsense and help me!"

The deeper your participation in flood control and disaster relief and the wider your impact, the higher the merit value in the final statistics and settlement.

The actual help she can provide is naturally limited, but doing it herself can be inspiring.

My eldest sister's life is in danger. I don't know how much merit it will take to completely eliminate the damn poison used by the sorcerer.

Qin Zhaoyue could only do her best, the situation did not allow her to give up.

Sui Mo said nothing and had to step forward. He and the Sixth Princess walked one after the other, lifted a huge wooden stake, and walked towards the bridge mechanism.

During the three and a half hours that Adjutant Hu was recruiting laborers, the imperial guards on the high slope were never idle for a moment.

All the trees were cut down, branches and leaves were cut into stakes and tools were made, and all the necessary materials were collected.

The surviving General Wang of the Tiangongsi was also busy and had already formulated a plan to repair the dam.

Qin Zhaoyue and Suimo carried one, Mo Yi and Mo Er carried the other thickest one, and they waded through the water side by side.

Meng Jian and Deputy General Hu have begun to organize the laborers into groups.

Weaving baskets, carrying materials, digging piles and laying foundations, etc., each group has different needs.

But many people's attention was focused on the figure carrying the huge wooden stake forward.

It is obvious that the transportation can be done by bamboo rafts or boats, but Qin Zhaoyue chose to do it manually. This was also something he did deliberately, for the visual impact he wanted.

The water level dropped rapidly, but after going downhill it still reached chest level.

After walking about ten steps, Qin Zhaoyue began to regret it.

The Qi in my body was circulating on its own, but I still felt a lot of pressure.

"Your Highness, is this possible?"

"Just go ahead and leave it alone!"

The high slope was about seventy or eighty feet away from the riverbank. Qin Zhaoyue's eyes were fixed on Sui Mo's back, just like when he was running the 800 meters in his school days.

Huh… Huh…

Adjust your breathing and take one step at a time.

"Your Highness, we're here!"

The sound of breaking ink was heard, and Qin Zhaoyue suddenly came back to his senses and almost stumbled.

Fortunately, there were already more than a dozen imperial guards waiting around the destination. They worked together to take the wooden stake and thrust it into the water with the pointed end facing downwards.

A deep pit has been dug under the water. The position has been adjusted, and the pestle has been put in, filled with soil and stones and compacted.

Insert the prefabricated frame into the grooves opened on all sides and then reinforce it.

The two wooden stakes on the left and right were placed one zhang apart, and then ropes and rollers were set up, supplemented by a raft, forming a simple transport tool.

Simply place the materials on a raft on a high slope and pull the rope to easily transport them to the vicinity of the riverbank.

It is estimated that four such transmission devices are needed, so Qin Zhaoyue naturally does not need to take action for the remaining ones. More than a dozen strong men from the imperial guards carry them together and wade through the water.

Qin Zhaoyue was not idle either. After returning, he continued to carry stones.

Even the "Princess" took action herself, so what reason did the laborers have to be lazy? Soon they all did their jobs as arranged.

After an hour, Qin Zhaoyue could no longer bear it. The internal energy in his body was almost exhausted, and his body in the armor was soaked with sweat and river water.

"Your Highness, take a break."

This time, Qin Zhaoyue did not refuse and returned to the tent with support.

The moment the curtain closed, the whole person fell to the ground.

Sui Mo hurriedly supported him and immediately worked together with Mo Yi to take off the helmet.

The wet hair stuck to the corners of the forehead, and beads of sweat slid down from the brow bones, fell into the eyelashes and condensed into tiny rays of light.

Her cheeks were flushed and there were faint traces of water on the tip of her nose, as if the tips of spring peach trees had been bent by the morning mist.

He was panting non-stop, his eyes half-lidded, and he really couldn't muster up any strength.

At this moment, two figures came together. They were the two Xuanji guards who had hurried over: Que Yu and Cang Lan.

I had just entered the camp and paid my respects to Lord Yinzhe. When I heard the news of this day, I was almost devastated and hurried to meet him.

"Greetings, Your Highness!"

Qin Zhaoyue gasped and forced herself to raise her eyes. "Oh, the timing is perfect. Are you here to collect the bodies of me and my elder sister?"

Part Yu:......

Canglan: ...