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The craftsmen and laborers ran along the canal bank, cheering and excited.

Lin Zhen and Murong Yan walked slowly along the canal bank, watching the rushing water and checking the solidity of the canal bank.

The heavy tail then dragged along the slippery canal bank, its brilliance reflecting the water flow.

We came to a steep section dug into the mountain, where the outer side of the canal bank was a steep slope.

The edge of Murong Yan's nightgown fell down a steep slope, sweeping across the bushes and grass.

She suddenly stopped and pointed her finger under her flared sleeves to a rock wall inside the canal bank, where a thin line of water was seeping out.

"There is water seepage in the rock wall here. It needs to be reinforced to prevent leakage, and a diversion channel needs to be installed to prevent flooding of the mountain." Lin Zhen immediately made a judgment and gave an order.

A technician from the Institute of Gewu stepped forward to inspect the situation and exclaimed in admiration, "Your Majesty, you have a keen eye! This rock fissure is so fine it's almost imperceptible. If Your Majesty hadn't pointed it out, it could have become a hidden danger over time! We will address it immediately!"

Murong Yan looked calm and continued to move forward.

After inspecting the "Dragon Back Canal" and confirming that the water flow was stable and the canal bank was solid, Lin Zhen took Murong Yan on a specially made open-top imperial sedan chair that could travel along the canal bank and headed to the intersection of the main canal network.

The imperial carriage moved slowly, and the three-meter-long train of the nightgown naturally fell behind the carriage, dragging on the yellow earth of the canal bank, shining like a moving, extremely luxurious flag, announcing that the grace of imperial power had penetrated into the fabric of the mountains and rivers.

When the people along the way saw the imperial carriage, especially the gorgeous nightgown and the long train, they all knelt down and cheered. Many children ran after the imperial carriage with innocent smiles on their faces.

Arriving at the hub sluice where the main channel network converges, the scene becomes even more spectacular.

Several channels converged here, the water rushing and roaring. A massive stone gate controlled the water distribution. Officials from the Ministry of Works and technicians from the Institute of Geography were nervously monitoring the water level and flow.

Upon seeing the emperor and empress arriving, the officials hurried to welcome them.

Lin Zhen carefully inquired about the water volume, water quality and irrigation area distribution of each channel.

Murong Yan stood quietly aside, her dark gold nightgown looking even more mysterious and elegant in the mist, its train spreading on the slightly damp ground of the gate platform.

Her eyes swept over the complex sluice structure, and her hand from under her flared sleeves occasionally raised to point to a scale or valve.

Although she didn't say anything, every time she pointed, Lin Zhen could instantly understand her concerns, whether it was the water level balance, the gate opening, or the siltation situation, and immediately gave precise instructions or asked for details, which amazed the officials and made them overwhelmed.

"Your Majesty's mind is as clear as a mirror, and we are far superior to you!" The Minister of Works praised sincerely.

After inspecting the hub sluice, Lin Zhen and Murong Yan boarded a prepared and beautifully decorated pleasure boat, intending to go down the main canal to check the irrigation situation on the spot.

Lin Zhen carefully supported her as they boarded the boat. The heavy train of Murong Yan's nightgown dragged across the gangplank, across the deck, and finally onto the clean teak floor of the pleasure boat. The contrast between the dark gold and the warm wood color was brilliant.

The pleasure boat slowly moved along the canal. The banks were lush with greenery, and the crops were verdant. Many farmers were diverting water for irrigation. Seeing the imperial boat, especially the magnificent figure on board, they all knelt and kowtowed, shouting "Long live the emperor!"

Murong Yan stood at the bow of the boat, the wide flared sleeves and heavy train of her dark gold nightgown fluttering slightly in the spring breeze and water vapor.

Her eyes calmly swept across the reviving land on both sides of the river, watching the clear canal water gurgling into the fields and the satisfied smiles on the farmers' faces. The wings of the giant phoenix on her nightgown seemed to stretch out as well.

The pleasure boat sailed to an area with flat terrain and sufficient irrigation, and saw that the rice seedlings were growing obviously better than elsewhere, and they were all green and lush, and the growth was pleasing.

Lin Zhen smiled and said, "This place is quite good. It can be used as a field for cultivating high-quality seeds."

Murong Yan nodded slightly, and the hand under her flared sleeves gently pointed to a patch of rice seedlings growing particularly vigorously on the shore.

Lin Zhen understood and ordered the pleasure boat to dock. He and Murong Yan disembarked, the train of her nightgown trailing on the wet field bank again.

He personally went down to the edge of the field, carefully pulled up a strong seedling, carefully observed its root system, and praised it: "This is a very good plant! I'll mark this spot and keep it for planting."

The agricultural technical officer hurriedly took notes.

Murong Yan watched quietly, her wide flared sleeves hanging down at her sides.

Afterwards, the pleasure boat sailed to a lower area downstream that was prone to flooding in the past.

Now the canal network is unobstructed and drainage has been improved.

Lin Zhen carefully inspected the newly built drainage gate, inquired about the flood season plan, and gave instructions again.

Although Murong Yan didn't say much throughout the whole process, her presence itself, the supreme authority and attention represented by her extremely gorgeous clothes, and her occasional precise and to-the-point silent guidance, all made the accompanying officials and the people along the way feel tremendous pressure and motivation.

At noon, the pleasure boat docked at a temporary pier.

Lin Zhen ordered a simple tent to be set up here, and he and Murong Yan dined there. The meal used freshly harvested local vegetables and freshly caught fish from the canal. Although simple, it had a unique flavor.

Murong Yan, her nightgown cascading down to the ground, sat on a bed covered in white tiger skin, nibbling at the fish that Lin Zhen had personally deboned, her posture unparalleled in its elegance. The sumptuous attire and the rustic meal formed a unique and harmonious scene.

After lunch, Lin Zhen spread out a water conservancy map and discussed long-term planning with officials from the Ministry of Works and the Academy of Sciences. They discussed how to connect the emergency canal network with the existing water conservancy system, how to build more robust sluices and ponds, and how to prevent droughts and floods.

Murong Yan sat aside, listening quietly, her eyes occasionally sweeping across the mountains and rivers on the map, her hands beneath her flared sleeves unconsciously stroking the cool gold embroidery on her nightgown.

While officials were arguing over the location of a reservoir, she gently tapped a seemingly inconspicuous valley on the map with her slender finger.

Everyone's eyes were fixed on the area. Lin Zhen carefully observed the terrain, then compared it with the geological atlas. A gleam flashed in his eyes: "This place... is wonderful! Excellent terrain, stable rock formations, and a large drainage area! Yan'er truly has a divine eye!"

After careful study, the officials also bowed in admiration: "Your Majesty, this is a wise judgment! We are foolish!"

Murong Yan lowered her eyes slightly, and her wide flared sleeves covered half of her face.

Finally, a long-term water conservancy plan covering water diversion, storage, irrigation, drainage, and flood control was finalized with the joint participation of the emperor and empress. Lin Zhen immediately issued orders to allocate treasury funds, mobilize skilled craftsmen, and select a date to begin construction.

At sunset, the imperial carriage set out for the palace. The setting sun dyed the sky and water a golden red, and the canal network stretched like a silver ribbon across the greening fields.

Murong Yan and Lin Zhen stood on the chariot, reviewing their day's journey. Murong Yan's dark gold nightgown shone brilliantly in the setting sun, and the giant phoenix, seemingly reborn from the ashes, trailed behind the chariot, a magnificent sight.

"Yan'er, you've worked hard today." Lin Zhen put his arm around her shoulders and whispered.

Murong Yan shook her head, leaned on his shoulder, and said softly: "I'm not tired. Water... is good."

Lin Zhen's heart warmed, knowing she was referring to the water that nourished the land and brought life. He bent down and kissed the top of her head. "Yes, good. This is all thanks to Yan'er."

Back at the palace, the palace maids waited for her to bathe. Lin Zhen personally inspected her nightgown. The train and cuffs were stained not only with dirt and grass, but also with moisture. He still patiently and carefully cleaned them for her.

"When I return to the capital, I will order the historian to record today's events in detail and pass on Yan'er's contribution to the country's development and the establishment of water conservancy projects to future generations!" Lin Zhen's tone was full of pride.

Murong Yan was soaking in the bath water. Upon hearing this, she shook her head slightly, her trumpet sleeves brushing across the water: "No need..."

"Yes," Lin Zhen insisted, his eyes gentle but firm, "My Yan'er deserves all the praise."

That night, in the north of Zhuo, thousands of houses were ablaze with lights, and many people were still talking about the grand sight of seeing Her Majesty the Empress in gorgeous attire patrolling the canal during the day, and they were full of beautiful visions of their future lives.

The dark gold nightgown and its long train have been deeply integrated into the memory of the rebirth of this land.

The ornate clothes patrol the canal to determine the warp and weft, the ink phoenix adds the eyes to the new mountains and rivers. The dragon roars and the water veins are passed down for thousands of years, and the phoenix's grace will forever benefit the people for generations.