On the wedding day, my wife was abnormal

The ten-day period passed in a flash.

The land of Zhuobei is no longer the dead silent place it once was.

With the "Longshou Well" as the source, a group of deep wells dredged along the ancient river channel have successively produced water, and have been preliminarily purified by the alum rapid clarification method provided by the Institute of Gewu.

A main aqueduct winds its way like the veins of the earth, connecting the wells and ultimately merging into a massive reservoir, constructed from a natural depression. The dam has been initially compacted, and the sluice gates have been installed.

The entire water conservancy network has taken shape, and with just a command, the gates can be opened to release water and moisten the thirsty land.

That morning, the sky was azure and the sun was shining brightly, but there was no longer the despairing heat of the past. The air was filled with the scent of moist earth and the faint scent of grass and trees recovering.

Near the gates of the large reservoir, the streets were teeming with people. Elderly and young, they eagerly awaited the event, their faces a mingled mix of excitement, anticipation, and unbelievable joy. Officials, craftsmen, and soldiers, each at their posts, stood in awe, awaiting that sacred moment.

Flags fluttered on the makeshift viewing platform. The land below, though still barren, was already showing a hint of life.

At the hour of noon, drums and music filled the air. The procession of Regent Lin Zhen and Empress Murong Yan arrived at the foot of the dais. Lin Zhen, dressed in a dark blue silk embroidered dragon-embroidered robe, a golden crown and jade belt, exuded a heroic presence, his expression reflecting the composure of someone in control and the aspirations of impending success.

He was the first to step down from the imperial chariot. His eyes swept over the reservoir, which was already half full, and the sturdy gate. A glimmer of satisfaction flashed in his eyes. Then, he turned and extended his hand towards the chariot, his movements gentle and considerate.

The next moment, when Murong Yan supported Lin Zhen's hand and slowly walked down the imperial sedan chair, the entire scene once again fell into that familiar, extremely shocking silence, and then broke out into cheers that were more enthusiastic and more heartfelt than ever before!

"Long live your Majesty! Long live! Long live!"

"Long live the prince! Long live the prince! Long live the prince!"

The noise was deafening, and many people were even so excited that they burst into tears.

Murong Yan was still wearing the same opulent, heavy black and gold nightgown with a pattern of birds paying homage to the phoenix, a symbol of her supreme authority and personal preference. Against the backdrop of the azure sky and brilliant sunshine, the dress's splendor and majesty were elevated to unprecedented heights!

The extremely dark black background seems to have absorbed all the brilliance between heaven and earth, presenting a texture that is warmer than the deepest black jade and more mysterious than the quietest night sky, with the inner faint blue and dark purple light flowing endlessly.

The golden embroidery of the giant phoenix's wings on the robe bloomed completely in the sunlight. The red gold was like a boiling furnace, the rose gold was like clouds and brocade, the silver was like the Milky Way pouring down from the sky, the purple gold was like auspicious purple air coming from the east, and the phoenix eye gem reflected a light comparable to the scorching sun. It was gorgeous, noble, and majestic, as if it would spread its wings and fly high in the next moment, calling the wind and rain!

The black pearls and black gold tassels on the wide, trumpet-shaped cuffs gently clashed in the breeze, creating a clear, melodious sound. And the three-meter-long train, adorned with precious stones, dragged unreservedly and heavily on the newly laid, slightly damp loess beneath the platform!

The extremely luxurious train was like a dark golden waterfall falling from the sky, with countless gems on it refracting the sunlight crazily, forming a flowing river of brilliant light that was too bright to look at directly, and it contrasted with the shimmering reservoir below the stage!

Her existence and her nightgown seemed to be the ultimate declaration of victory over the drought demon!

She has an extraordinary appearance, and her expression is calm with a subtle solemnity. Wearing a nightgown, she is the only ruler of this world, the embodiment of grace!

Lin Zhen held her hand tightly, helping her climb the platform step by step. The heavy train then dragged along the steps, its brilliant light flowing as it rolled over each step, as if to "spread" the royal grace and majesty before the eyes of the crowd.

The high platform offers an excellent view, overlooking the entire reservoir and the main canal. A gentle breeze brings cool water vapor.

Lin Zhen and Murong Yan stood in front of the stage, accepting the worship of the people.

"Stand up." Lin Zhen's voice was clearly heard through the specially amplified brass tube. "Today, thanks to your majesty's great blessing and the concerted efforts of all the people, the sweet spring has finally been formed! This channel and this pond are the veins of new life! Open the floodgates—"

"Open the gate!" the Ministry of Works official shouted the order!

Upon hearing the order, the craftsmen at the gate worked hard to turn the capstan! The heavy cast iron gate slowly rose with a creaking sound!

Everyone's heart was in their throat, and their eyes were fixed on the gate!

The next moment, a stream of clear, white foamy water, like a dragon breaking free from its restraints, roared out from the sluice gate! It rushed forward along the main canal that had already been dug and compacted!

"The water is coming!"

“It’s really coming out of the water!”

"It's clear water!"

Cheers, cries, and exclamations erupted like a landslide and tsunami! People ran along the canal, cheering. Many knelt by its banks, desperately scooping up the cool water, splashing it on their faces and drinking it, tears streaming down their cheeks.

The water flowed at an extremely fast speed, quickly pouring into the dry channels and rushing towards the thirsty fields in the distance.

Murong Yan stood quietly on the platform, her dark gold nightgown gleaming in the sunlight, like a giant phoenix ready to soar into the sky at any moment. She gently raised her hand from beneath her trumpet sleeves, pointing to the churning waves in the canal.

Lin Zhen looked in the direction she pointed and saw that while the water flowed strongly, the newly constructed channel had swept up a lot of mud, making it slightly turbid. He immediately ordered, "Throw in bundles of flocculating grass! Accelerate sedimentation and ensure the water is clearer when it reaches the fields!"

The order was immediately executed. Pre-prepared bundles of grass were dropped into key points in the canal to absorb the silt.

The water is rushing and the cheers are endless.

Lin Zhen was filled with emotion. He turned to Murong Yan and said softly, "Yan'er, are you willing to join your husband in bestowing the first handful of irrigation water for the people?"

Murong Yan nodded slightly.

Lin Zhen supported her as they walked down the platform, step by step, to a pre-set water inlet built with bluestone slabs by the canal. The clear water had settled here and was relatively clear.

The officials presented an exquisite golden long-handled ladle.

Lin Zhen first took the ladle and scooped up a full ladle of clear canal water. Then he turned around and handed the ladle to Murong Yan. His big hand covered her hand under her flared sleeves and they held the ladle handle together.

"Yan'er, come here."

Under the excited gazes of thousands of people, Murong Yan, supported by Lin Zhen, wearing her extremely luxurious nightgown with her wide flared sleeves slightly drooping, slowly poured the clear water in the golden ladle into a specially reserved, extremely dry experimental field next to her.

The clear water quickly seeped into the thirsty soil, making a sizzling sound, and was instantly absorbed, leaving a dark wet mark.

This symbolic moment was deeply etched in the hearts of countless people! Her Majesty, dressed in magnificent attire, personally bestowed a shower of rain!

"Long live! Long live! Long live!" The cheers reached a climax again!

Murong Yan watched the clear water seep into the soil, and the giant phoenix wings on her nightgown seemed to shimmer even more brilliantly. Under her trumpet sleeves, she gently grasped Lin Zhen's hand.

After pouring the water, Lin Zhen did not put down the golden ladle, but took Murong's hand and scooped up another ladle of water. This time, he smiled and tilted the ladle slightly towards Murong Yan.

Murong Yan was slightly startled, then, in the surprised gazes of the people, she lowered her head slightly, took his hand, covered her face with her flared sleeves, and took a sip of the clear water in the canal.

The water tasted sweet and fishy with a hint of alum, yet it was clear and refreshing. She raised her head, a faint, strange light flashing in her eyes, and nodded gently at Lin Zhen.

Lin Zhen laughed heartily, feeling extremely cheerful. He drank the remaining water from the gourd right where she had drunk, and said aloud, "This water is very sweet! It was created with the joint efforts of Your Majesty and the people!"

When the people saw this, they were so excited that they knelt down and scooped up the canal water to drink, as if it were nectar.

Afterwards, Lin Zhen was in high spirits and rolled up his sleeves, personally picked up a golden shovel, and symbolically added soil to reinforce a section of the canal bank.

Murong Yan naturally accompanied him, the train of her nightgown dragging on the wet mud by the canal again, the brilliance and the mud intertwined, but she didn't care at all, even the hand under the flared sleeve gently supported the shovel handle, and together with him completed a shovel of soil compaction.

This people-friendly scene once again drew thunderous cheers.

After inspecting the rushing canal, Lin Zhen and Murong Yan boarded a light imperial sedan chair and slowly moved along the main canal to inspect the water flow.

The three-meter-long train of the nightgown dragged behind the imperial sedan chair, leaving a gorgeous and solemn trail on the loess road. Wherever it passed, the people knelt down and prayed for blessings.

They saw the water flowing happily into the dry and cracked fields, and the farmers excitedly diverted water into the fields, with smiles of hope on their faces.

Arriving at a field on higher ground, water flowed through a newly constructed waterwheel (keel waterwheel) for irrigation. Murong Yan, the train of her nightgown spread out on the ground, quietly watched the waterwheel at work for a moment, her fingers beneath her flared sleeves gently pointing at the angle of the waterwheel's blades.

Lin Zhen observed carefully and found that the angle could be fine-tuned to save more effort and lift more water, so he immediately asked the craftsmen to make adjustments.

After the adjustment, efficiency was indeed improved. The people revered Her Majesty's "divine wisdom" even more.

At sunset, the setting sun dyed the sky golden red. Most of the channels had been filled with water, and the sound of gurgling water replaced the previous silence, nourishing the thirsty land.

Lin Zhen and Murong Yan stood on a high slope, overlooking the land that was gradually being soaked by water.

The golden glow of the setting sun cast a warm halo on Murong Yan's dark gold nightgown. The giant phoenix seemed to be reborn from the ashes, with its tail spread out on the grass, stained with dew and grass debris, but still shining brightly.

"Yan'er, look," Lin Zhen put his arm around her shoulders and pointed into the distance, "In time, this place will be covered with lush green fields."

Murong Yan snuggled in his arms, her wide flared sleeves hanging down, she hummed softly, her gaze far away, the water vapor on her nightgown blending with the sunset.

On the way back to the palace, passing a field that had just been watered, the fragrance of the earth filled the air. Murong Yan suddenly stopped the imperial carriage.

She held onto Lin Zhen's hand and stepped off the sedan chair, the train of her nightgown trailing across the wet field ridge. She leaned forward slightly, her flared sleeves brushing against the weeds on the ridge. She reached out her slender, ungloved hand and lightly touched a newly moistened, slightly green sprout.

That focused and peaceful expression was breathtakingly beautiful in the sunset.

Lin Zhen stood behind her, looking at her quietly. Looking at the beautiful picture formed by the dark gold nightgown and the lush greenery, his heart was filled with endless satisfaction and love.

That night, a small celebration banquet was held in the temporary palace.

Murong Yan, still in her nightgown, sat at the main seat, quietly accepting the congratulations from her ministers. Lin Zhen drank the celebratory wine on her behalf, looking very proud.

After the banquet, the palace maids helped her take a bath.

Lin Zhen personally took off her nightgown and found that the train and cuffs were not only stained with mud and water, but also had a few pieces of grass hanging on them. He cleaned them one by one with great care, his eyes focused and gentle.

"My Yan'er, you've worked hard today." He whispered.

Murong Yan shook her head, leaned into the bath, closed her eyes, and whispered, "The water... is very good."

Lin Zhen smiled, leaned over and kissed her forehead: "Yes, very good. This is all thanks to Yan'er."

I will never regret wearing my fine clothes stained with dust, the Mo Feng personally comes to lead the sweet spring. The canal is full of water and the people are happy, the Feng Yi will forever moisten the fields of the north.