Chapter 43 Drought Prevention
"No, no, it's not like that!" Ziying thought about the way Doctor Yu bandaged the wound and motioned him to squat down first.
He followed Doctor Yu's method and re-bandaged Liu Laosan.
"How is it? Am I very awesome?" After tying the last knot, Ziying skipped to Fusu and raised his chin proudly.
Although Fusu liked this cousin very much, he always thought that Ziying was no different from other aristocratic children because Ziying only cared about his mother and food. Today, he broadened his horizons.
The two little guys huddled together, whispering something. When Zhao Yuanxi got closer, he heard Fusu exclaim in admiration.
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"What are you talking about?"
The two of them turned around at the same time and saw that the big mother who was just on the river bank had walked in front of them.
"Mother, Ziying is amazing! He can heal injuries!"
Zhao Yuanxi glanced at Liu Laosan, who was standing beside him with a worried look on his face, hesitating to speak. His gaze fell on the piece of cloth above his head and he chuckled, "Not bad!"
Although it is a bit simple, it is indeed quite good. I didn't expect that he has this talent.
"Next time Doctor Yu comes back, ask him to teach you more."
Ziying's face immediately fell, and he looked like he couldn't learn anything. Zhao Yuanxi was helpless and patted his head.
Seeing that Madam Zhao finally had some free time, Chu couldn't help but ask, "Madam, what did you find out when you came here?"
Zhao Yuanxi turned around and said, "Don't worry! There's no problem with irrigating the fields. I'll ask Li to come back later and he'll teach you how to do it."
At present, there is at least enough water, but it is difficult to irrigate the fields.
Over the past few days, the water wheel of Li has been tested and is ready for use. However, time is too tight and it is still unlikely to be used on a large scale.
Unless more people can come to help.
Since it was about the Qin State, Zhao Yuanxi naturally thought of the King of Qin.
This concerns the grain harvest of Qin State. How can the King of Qin not do something?
Chu knew that Li was helping Madam Zhao with work, but he never expected that he had such a skill. He couldn't control his joy on his face.
After seeing Zhao Yuanxi off, Liu Laosan and Laoliu, who had been standing nearby, came over.
"Zhu Lizheng, you haven't told us who this lady is yet? Is what she said true or false?"
"Right! Who has such great ability? This piece of land is hundreds of acres. He can irrigate it just by saying so?"
Liu Laosan and Laoliu are both from Lugewu and are old acquaintances of Li. Although they know that Li has some abilities, they are still very skeptical about whether Li can solve their problems.
"She is a noble lady from Xianyang, and all her subordinates are extremely smart. How could what she said be false?" Chu was full of confidence. He not only believed in Zhao Yuanxi, but also trusted Li very much.
Liu Laosan wanted to refute, but when he touched the softness on his head, he seemed to believe it a little and stopped talking.
"What a joke! She has a lot of smart people under her, but that doesn't mean she is a smart person. We have seen those stupid nobles before." Lao Liu was not convinced. He still remembered that the lady asked him to water the fields for Liu Lao San. How could he think that Zhao Yuanxi would really help them.
Chu snorted coldly, "If you don't believe me, forget it. At worst, just wait for Li to come over. Don't use his method."
"If you don't need it, then don't use it. Who thinks you need it?" Lao Liu pouted and ran away with his hoe.
After returning to Liyang Palace, Zhao Yuanxi wrote a letter to Ying Zheng, telling him about the possible drought in Qin State, and also attached a drawing of the dragon-bone waterwheel.
Ying Zheng summoned the Grand Historian to inquire about the situation and was told that the rainfall in Qin had indeed decreased in the first half of the year and there was a risk of drought.
"Then do you have a solution?"
The Grand Historian looked worried. He was not a god and could not make the clouds and rain, so how could he have any solution?
"Your Majesty, the weather is not favorable. I believe God is dissatisfied. It would be better to perform a sacrifice and pray for the blessing of the country." The Grand Historian suggested according to the previous method.
"Will it rain after the sacrifice?" Ying Zheng asked coldly.
The Grand Historian didn't know what he had done to anger the king. He was so frightened that he prostrated himself on the ground, hesitating, "If it pleases the Heaven, then of course, of course—"
Seeing that he couldn't give an accurate answer for a long time, Ying Zheng was very impatient, "Alright, get out!"
If it were in the past, Ying Zheng might have really listened to the advice of the Grand Historian, but now there are more practical solutions, how could he possibly rely on the gods for everything?
Ying Zheng looked at the blueprint in his hand. He didn't care about the Mohist mechanical technology, but he did have a few Mohist family members under his control.
If this thing is really as she said, and a single machine can irrigate hundreds of acres of fertile land, then perhaps those things of the Mo family can have other uses besides building palaces and tombs for him.
There were not many Mohist people remaining in the Qin court, or rather, they had never entered the Qin court, but were just wandering around the margins.
Meng Xi thought that he would probably have to quietly build palaces for the King of Qin for the rest of his life, and he never thought that one day he would have the opportunity to meet the King of Qin.
He thought that the King of Qin had objections to the construction of the palace, and even thought of several arguments, hoping to persuade the King of Qin to reduce the size of the palace.
Unexpectedly, when he arrived at the Qin Palace, the King of Qin did not mention a word about the palace, but instead handed him a strange blueprint.
As a Qin Mo boss, Meng Xi saw the beauty of the blueprint at a glance.
"This device has already been manufactured in Yongcheng. I demand that you produce a thousand of them within two weeks so that Hanzhong and Guanzhong can use them as soon as possible. If you fail to do so, you will be beheaded."
Meng Xi was so frightened that his whole body shuddered, his legs trembling, and he kept responding, "I will definitely fulfill your mission."
After leaving the Qin Palace, Meng Xi didn't even go home, but drove straight to Yongcheng.
The inner city gate was locked, and he happened to pass by Li who was leaving the city. The next day, he finally met the Queen Mother, but learned that the man had left Yongcheng and gone to a distant village.
Seeing that he was leaving so soon, Zhao Yuanxi poured him a cup of tea and said, "Master Meng, there's no need to be so anxious. Although Li is not here, I can take you to see the waterwheel."
Meng Xi hadn't slept well the whole night. As soon as the sun rose, he rushed over in a hurry. He had no time to joke with the Queen Mother. His lips turned pale. "Your Majesty, I really need to find the person who drew this picture. Please tell me where he is!"
"Don't you know? This picture was drawn by me!" Zhao Yuanxi looked innocent.
Meng Xi: ???
Zhao Yuanxi looked at Meng Xi's haggard face and pushed the tea over to him with a smile.
Perhaps because this body is almost forty years old and lacks energy, Zhao Yuanxi also began to learn about health preservation. This tea was a medicinal tea specially prepared for her by Doctor Yu when he left. It is said to have the effect of nourishing yin and yang and beautifying the skin.
Zhao Yuanxi drank it for a while and didn't feel that she had become prettier, but the heaviness in her body was indeed reduced a lot. It seems that it is quite helpful to her body.
Meng Xi was anxious, so he picked up the teacup and drank it all in one gulp as if he was drinking wine.
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