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Chapter 974 Wheat Yellow Water

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    Governor Zhao¡¯s worries soon became reality.

    Three days later, news came that the fleet ran aground just after passing Siyang County.  A large number of sunken cannons blocked the river, and the team was forced to stop.

    Really afraid of what might come, Zhao Kongzhao hurriedly rushed to Siyang County, eighty miles away, with Chen Wangmo, deputy commander-in-chief of water transportation and Pingjiang Bo, despite the annoying spring rain.

    The prefect of Huai'an was also summoned by Zhao Kongzhao.  Huai'an Prefecture belongs to Nanzhili, but it is not under the jurisdiction of the governor of Yingtian. Instead, it is under the jurisdiction of the governor of Caoyun who also serves as the governor of Fengyang.  Therefore, the prefect of Huai'an is a direct subordinate of Zhao Kongzhao. Of course, when he is called, he will come and when he is waved, he will go.

    It took the fleet three days to travel eighty miles. You can imagine how difficult this trip was.

    An hour later, Governor Zhao and Uncle Jiang caught up with the tail of the fleet Two thousand canals were traveling parallel on the canal, with a distance of at least forty miles from beginning to end.

    Looking at the spectacular boat jam in front of him, Uncle Ping Jiang asked someone to ask Caoding and learned that they had been stuck here for a day and night.

    "Damn it!" Chen Wangmo spat depressingly: "At this rate, this little grain is not enough to feed the people on the ship. It is better to just sail over with an empty ship and go to Shandong to buy grain and transport it to the capital!"

    Hearing this, Zhao Kongzhao turned his head and took a deep look at him.

    Although Chen Wangmo was an earl, the Ming Dynasty valued literature over military affairs. He was still a little afraid of Zhao Kongzhao, so he couldn't help but said: "I was joking."

    "Why didn't you tell me earlier? It was hindsight." Zhao Kongzhao sighed and continued to move forward.

    It was only then that Chen Wangmo realized that the Governor actually thought this was a good idea

    "Hehe." Uncle Ping Jiang laughed and clapped his horse to follow.

    The two of them traveled another forty miles and arrived at the place where the ship sank after noon.  It turns out that this is a wide shoal, and there is even a huge sandbar in the middle of the river, which the locals call Ma Sheng Island.

    The water flow in the Mapeng Island area is slow and sediment is very easy to accumulate. Every year during the dry season, the water transport yamen organizes manpower to dredge and remove the sediment.  It was only April, and Zhao Kongzhao felt that the problem was not big.

    Who knows, I am too optimistic.  The water in the former canal was cut off, and a huge amount of sediment was deposited here. Not only did last year's efforts become in vain, the siltation situation became even more serious.

    The two county magistrates of Sihong and Suqian have already led the men to direct the menstruation on the spot.

    Hearing that the governor of Cao and the governor were coming, the two county magistrates, covered in mud and water, hurried forward to greet them.

    "What's going on now?" Zhao Kongzhao turned over and dismounted. Seeing that his new official boots fell into the mud again, he couldn't help but frown and cursed in his hometown dialect: "What the hell!"

    "Go back to Budang, the river in this area is too wide, which makes pulling fiber very difficult." Sihong County Magistrate replied hurriedly.

    ¡°Our two counties are actively negotiating and trying to come up with a solution as soon as possible.¡± Suqian County Magistrate also replied.

    Zhao Kongzhao knew that "active consultation" meant "wrangling", so he cursed again, "You don't do serious inspections!" Then with the support of his own soldiers, he angrily walked up the river embankment.

    When he went up the embankment, he saw that his head was heavy. The river was too wide. The boat was sitting in the middle of the river, and the people could not pull it from the bank.

    Trackers can only go down to waist-deep water to pull fibers.  There was soft and deep mud under our feet, and we couldn't exert any force at all. We were slipping and swaying, but the boat still didn't move at all.

    "With such a wide river, why don't the canals at the back be allowed to pass by?" Zhao Kongzhao asked with a frown.

    "That's the deepest place. The edges are shallower and there's no way to get through." The magistrate of Suqian smiled bitterly and pointed at the cannons stranded next to him: "Those boats were unbelievers and they all sank."

    Zhao Kongzhao walked along the river for a long time, and finally gave the order in a depressed tone: "Unload the boat! Empty the boat, drive over and load it again!"

    "Yes!" The two county magistrates quickly accepted the order and left. They had already thought of such a simple method.  But they had no authority to order the ships to unload grain. Previously, they could only discuss it with the officers guarding the ships.

    But the other party firmly disagreed. There was no village in front of the place, no shop in the back, and there wasn¡¯t even a dock, let alone a warehouse. How could we unload and load ships?  Besides, it's still raining, so the food is just left on the shore. It won't take half a day for everything to be soaked.

    When you get to Beijing, you don¡¯t need to send it to Taicang. You can send it directly to the wine shop.

    " Now when the governor gives an order, the officers no longer have to worry about it, and they will naturally obey it.

    So the county first brought in small boats, unloaded bags of grain from the five or six stranded water boats, and transported them to the temporary reed sheds set up by the river.

    ????????????????????????????????????????????????  The boat can only hold five or six bags at most, so I don¡¯t dare to hold more.On the floor, people were laughing and cursing.

    ??Looking at the intensity of the rain, the water level in the canal will rise soon.  If I had known this, there would be no need to dredge up the silt at all, and even the few ships of grain would not have to be wasted. When the water level rises, the canal ships will be able to get out of trouble automatically.

    Zhao Kongzhao, who was half-soaked and standing in the heavy rain, also had mixed emotions.

    Fortunately, since the rain, we no longer have to worry about getting stranded.  The worry is that such heavy rain will inevitably bring greater floods. Can the Yellow River embankment that is riddled with holes be able to stop it?

    "Send the order, all ships will unmoor and set sail, and leave this section as soon as possible!" Governor Zhao suppressed the uneasiness in his heart and ordered in a deep voice.

    "Butang, how can brothers sail in such heavy rain?" Ping Jiangbo frowned.

    "I can't care about that much anymore!" Zhao Kongzhao said with a trembling voice, pointing to the sky: "The black clouds are coming from the north. They have probably flowed upstream, and the wheat yellow water is almost here!"

    As if to confirm his words, after a flash of snow-white lightning, there was an endless rumbling sound.

    At first, it was Chun Lei.  Later, it was spring tide!

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