The tyrant empress is my wife, I am invincible and have been hiding

Hua Hua Hua...

The turbulent river water followed the river channel planned and built by Li Bing and his son, passed through Yuzui and split into two streams.

One stream flows to the entire three northern counties and can be used to irrigate farmland. Another stream flows to a newly opened river in the three northern counties and can flow to the downstream of the three northern counties.

"The strange phenomenon in the sky must mean that the dam of Xijiang Weir has been completely built and completed."

"Look, the water in the river has really started to flow."

"From now on, we will no longer have to worry about having no water to irrigate our farmland."

"It must be that the Xijiang Weir built by Lord Li Bing has been successful. We don't have to worry about floods every July and August."

"All this is thanks to the Lord Zhenguo. He sent Li Bing and his son to our three northern counties and successfully sorted out all the ditches."

……

The people of the three northern counties all knelt on the ground and cheered from the bottom of their hearts when they saw the golden dragon shadow in the sky.

Floods in the three northern counties are bound to occur in July and August every year as soon as the rainy season arrives. After being washed away by the floods, only 30% of the planted crops are left.

They all knew that Li Bing and his son had been in the three northern counties for more than a year, working day and night to organize workers to build ditches.

Li Bing and his son personally rebuilt every ditch in the three northern counties with the help of migrant workers and cleared out the silt.

Seeing the crops in the fields growing lushly, they no longer had to worry about this year's harvest as long as they could be completed in July or August and no longer be affected by floods.

……

Above Jinling City.

The golden dragon shadow was circling in the air, and rays of light illuminated the earth.

The people of Jinling City were not surprised to see this scene.

The golden dragon of luck would appear from time to time, and they had become numb to it.

"Why do you think there was a sudden strange phenomenon from the sky?"

"My guess is that the front line must have won another victory."

"That may not be the case. I heard that other dynasties have recently stopped sending troops to harass us."

"I see the direction of the strange phenomenon in the sky, it seems to be the north. And the only big event in the north is the Xijiang Weir that Zhenguo Jun arranged for Li Bing and his son to build."

"You mean the Xijiang Weir has been completed?"

Many people in Jinling City were still discussing the matter, and they were all trying to guess where the strange phenomenon in heaven and earth came from.

Inside the palace, right in the middle of the six ministries was the prime minister's office. Wang Huanzhi walked out of the room. He looked up at the golden dragon of luck in the sky, with a strong smile on his face. He said, "We have a king to protect the country in the Song Dynasty. Why should we worry about not prospering?"

Officials such as Yu Shouren also came to Wang Huanzhi.

"From the strange phenomena in the sky and the earth, it should be in the north, which means that the construction of Xijiang Weir has been completed and it has been completely dredged."

Yu Shouren raised his head. As the Minister of War, he could feel the destiny of heaven and earth above the entire Jinling City.

The higher the rank of officials in the entire dynasty, the more obvious their perception of the destiny of heaven and earth is, and they can even use it.

"If the Xijiang Weir can really alleviate the flooding in the three northern counties, it will truly be a blessing for thousands of years and a great achievement."

Hai Ming had been the Minister of Revenue for many years, and he knew very well how much money the court had allocated to the three northern counties over the years.

However, the three northern counties suffered severe flooding, and the people were displaced and unable to support themselves. Even though the court allocated funds, it was still a drop in the bucket.

There are even stories of "exchanging children for food" circulating among the people.

"We don't need to speculate here. I believe there will be news soon." Wang Huanzhi said to everyone.

He turned around and walked towards the yamen behind him. He still had a lot of things to deal with, and he was more confident about the changes and new policies.

……

Xijiang Weir.

Li Bing and his son stood with Rong Sibo, and in front of them were more than 200,000 migrant workers, all of whom were people from the three northern counties.

Rong Sibo has a head full of white hair and his old face is covered with wrinkles. Since he came to the three northern counties, even he, the county magistrate, has never had a full meal.

"My fellow countrymen, I, Rong Sibo, thank you for your efforts over the past 576 days. I believe that the people of the three northern counties will remember your contributions and dedication."

"Now that the construction of Xijiang Weir has been completed, you can collect your wages for the recent period and go home to prepare for the autumn harvest."

"I believe that with the Xijiang Weir in place this year, the fertile fields and crops in our three northern counties will no longer be washed away by floods."

"From now on, there will never be another year of famine in our three northern counties!"

Rong Sibo's old voice sounded, tears sparkling in his eyes.

He was ostracized by Li Linpu, who deliberately made things difficult for him and sent him to the three northern counties.

He never expected that this would last for decades.

"Master Rong, I have discussed with everyone that we can no longer take the remaining wages."

"For more than half a year, we have all followed Lord Rong and Lord Li. You could have held high positions and received generous salaries, but you eat and sleep with us common people."

"You are all doing this for the people of our three northern counties so that they can live and work in peace and contentment."

"Since the arrival of the Zhenguo Jun, all the corrupt officials of the Song Dynasty have been cleared out, and we ordinary people can live a good life."

"The country treats us so sincerely, we cannot continue to add burden to the country. I heard that Zhenguojun killed Prime Minister Li Linpu's family some time ago."

“We thank him, and we thank you too!”

The foreman of the laborers, who was tall and strong with dark skin, looked excited and sincere.

They had never had a full meal before.

Since being conscripted as laborers to build the Xijiang Weir, there have been some difficulties except for the first few months, but the King Zhenguo arranged for them to be resolved later.

From then on, they only had to build ditches every day, and they could still have enough food to eat and earn a lot of wages to supplement their family income. They were already very grateful in their hearts.

Ye Feng, along with Yan Nishang and a few others, were also mixed in the crowd. There was a gleam in his eyes, no matter what dynasty it was.

The people are the kindest people in the world. All they want is to have enough food and warm clothes, nothing more.

"This……"

Rong Sibo was the governor of the three northern counties. When he saw the more than 200,000 laborers in front of him, he did not want to collect their wages, and there was a touch of emotion in his eyes.

He knew very well that this money was personally escorted by Wen Hai a few days ago. Each laborer received about five taels of silver, which amounted to more than one million taels of silver.

In the past year or so, countless amounts of money and grain had been spent on the construction of Xijiang Weir. The current national finances were probably not abundant, so he thought it would be a good thing if he could save these silver and money.

He walked to the side not far away and looked at Wen Hai: "Mr. Wen, what do you think of everyone's suggestion?"

"Sir Rong, that is absolutely not possible." Wen Hai was chosen by Shen San to be responsible for the task of mobilizing money and grain for Xijiang Weir. Naturally, he was no mediocre person. He immediately understood what Rong Sibo meant. A smile appeared on his face and he said, "Sir Rong, to tell you the truth, the money you used to build Xijiang Weir over the past year was not from the court."

Hua Hua Hua...

Rong Sibo, Li Bing and his son, and other officials from the three northern counties were all shocked when they heard Wen Hai's words.

"To be honest with you all, I am the head of a branch of the Secret Chamber. These silver coins must be distributed to all the civilians. Please don't make things difficult for me."

Wen Hai knew it very well.

What Shen San instructed cannot be compromised.

What's more, rushing to the aid of Xijiang Weir was the idea of ​​Zhenguo Jun.

Although he didn't know what the relationship between Zhenguojun and Shen San was, he was very clear that Shen San obeyed Zhenguojun's orders and showed him extraordinary respect.

The more than one million taels of silver in front of them are really nothing to the secret chamber today.

In just two years, the branches of the secret chamber are not only spread across every county of the Song Dynasty, but have also begun to cover the capitals of surrounding dynasties.

According to Shen San's plan, within the next year, it must be ensured that all the imperial capitals in the entire Jiuzhou Continent have a secret chamber.

"Secret Chamber?"

Li Bing and his son were both a little surprised. They had been in the three northern counties for almost two years and had been concentrating on studying how to build the Xijiang Weir, and had no idea about the situation outside.

When Rong Sibo heard Wen Hai's words, his face changed drastically, and then he suddenly realized.

He was also very confused at first, thinking that the imperial court might not be able to come up with so much money and food, but he didn't expect that it was provided by the Secret Council.

"You two may not know that the Secret Pavilion's business now spreads all over the Song Dynasty. The soap, liquor, and various daily necessities sold there are extremely popular. There is a Secret Pavilion branch in every county."

Rong Sibo said to Li Bing and his son.

"My fellow countrymen, I know you are kind-hearted, but each of you only needs a few taels of silver. A mere one million taels of silver is just a drop in the bucket for the Song Dynasty and will not make a big difference. You should all collect your wages quickly. After working so hard for so long, go home and spend time with your wives and children."

Just at this moment, Ye Feng walked forward from the crowd.

Before he came, he knew something about Rong Sibo, the governor of the three northern counties. The other party used to be the right vice minister of the Ministry of Revenue in the Song Dynasty.

Given his understanding of the Song Dynasty's finances, he would probably accept the civilians' wishes and return the more than one million taels of silver to the national treasury.

"Mr. Ben? Who are you?"

The dark-skinned foreman who had just spoken to Rong Sibo looked at the young man with extraordinary bearing standing not far away. A three-word title came to his mind, but he couldn't believe it.

"Zhen Guojun."

Ye Feng looked at the dark-skinned foreman.

"Ah? The King of Zhenguo is here!"

"Brothers, hurry up and pay your respects to the King of Zhenguo!"

shhhhhh...

More than 200,000 civilians knelt down in front of Ye Feng.

"What happened?"

Rong Sibo was still discussing with Li Bing and his son and Wen Hai when he heard a noisy sound. He hurried over to the laborers' side and saw more than 200,000 laborers kneeling in unison to a young man. His old eyes suddenly contracted.

"Your humble servant Rong Sibo pays homage to the Lord of the State!"

Seeing the golden sword in Ye Feng's hand, he knew the identity of the young man in front of him and hurriedly went up to him and knelt down.

Li Bing and his son, as well as the officials of the three northern counties, were completely dumbfounded. They never expected that the King of Zhenguo would come to such a remote and barren place like the three northern counties in person.

"Everyone, please get up quickly and organize the laborers to collect their wages and go home. I'm afraid they have been away from home for at least a few months."

Ye Feng gently helped Rong Sibo up. He still had some respect for Rong Sibo.

At such an old age, he was still able to hold on to the impoverished three northern counties and was unwilling to curry favor with Li Lipu.

This guy even sold all the houses in Jinling City in order to build the Xijiang Weir.

"Everyone hurry up and get your money."

After hearing Ye Feng's words, Rong Sibo said no more and began to organize people and distribute money to all the laborers.