Transmigrating Female Supreme: The Peerless Husband Depends on Me

Half a month after the new policy was implemented, Puyang has been completely transformed.

On the day the dam was completed, people spontaneously gathered by the river, burning incense and praying.

An old man pulled Su Yue's sleeve and cried, "Sir, you are our Puyang's second parents!"

But the undercurrent is still surging.

One night, Gu Qingyan caught a man who poisoned a porridge stall.

"Why do you do this?" Su Yue asked coldly.

The man laughed crazily: "You women are used to being superior, how can you understand? My wife is dissatisfied with my inability to give birth to a daughter and beats me every day! I can't live anymore, so I will drag you down with me!"

Su Yue was silent.

She can punish corrupt officials and rebuild river embankments, but she cannot change the deep-rooted gender oppression.

"Send him to the infirmary," she said finally. "After his injuries are healed...if he's willing, he can come and work in my house."

Liang Junze sighed: "Yuer, this is not your fault."

"I know." Su Yue looked up at the starry sky, "but... I feel a little powerless."

The early morning in Puyang City was shrouded in damp mist. Su Yue stood on the newly built embankment, her fingertips stroking the cement section.

This should have been an impregnable line of defense, but urgent news still came from the downstream villages - three farmlands were flooded last night and all the newly planted seedlings were destroyed.

"The cement dam is fine." Liang Junze squatted down and dug out a few rotten reeds from the mud. "It's the siltation of the tributary that caused the river to change course."

Gu Qingyan sneered, "In order to save labor costs, the Yang family narrowed the tributary river by three meters."

Su Yue looked at the muddy river and suddenly remembered the "water management system" in her geography textbook. She turned around abruptly and said, "Aze, get me a map of the Puyang water system!"

In the government office's study, Su Yue used a cinnabar pen to draw crisscross lines on the map.

"Everyone, please look." She pointed to both sides of the main river. "Traditional water management only blocks water, not drains it. But we can definitely learn from the 'sponge city' concept—dig a reservoir here, build a diversion channel here, set up a sedimentation pond here..."

The workshop manager's eyes widened: "How much manpower and material resources will this take?"

"It's cheaper than annual disaster relief." Su Yue tapped the account book. "Last year's flood losses were worth 50,000 taels of silver, while the entire project budget was only 30,000 taels."

She suddenly drew a large circle in the west of the city with a charcoal pencil. “The most important thing is this—the abandoned brick kiln transformed into a sewage treatment plant.”

The whole hall was in an uproar.

"Sewage...water?" the old river worker stammered. "Do you mean...to deal with feces and urine?"

"Exactly." Su Yue unfolded the blueprint of her homemade filtration device. "After lime precipitation and sand and gravel filtration, manure can be used as fertilizer for farmland, preventing plague and increasing production."

Liang Junze's eyes lit up: "Qimin Yaoshu mentioned a similar method!"

"But it needs improvement." Su Yue pointed to the culvert design on the blueprint. "We need to build a closed sewer to prevent mosquito breeding."

The next day notices were posted all over the city:

"Recruiting 200 river workers, paying one liter of rice and thirty coins per day."

Urgently hiring a kiln worker, brick-making experience preferred

"Recruiting people who know herbal medicine to participate in the preparation of medicinal soup"

The victims crowded around the notice and talked about it.

A tall and thin man suddenly shouted: "What do you mean by women first? We men can't dig the river?"

Su Yue personally struck the gong: "Men and women will receive equal pay for all types of work! However, those doing heavy physical work will need to pass an assessment—" She pointed to the newly installed stone lock in the center of the field, "Anyone who can lift 50 kilograms is welcome to sign up!"

The crowd erupted in excitement. One woman cursed, "Are men worthy of wages?" She was immediately dragged out by yamen runners and forced to sweep the streets for three days.

Gu Qingyan stood beside the force test platform with his arms folded, watching the young men blushing as they lifted up the stone locks. He whispered, "You are subverting our ancestral system."

"The economic base determines the superstructure." Su Yue whispered, explaining in modern terms, "When men can also support their families, their status will naturally change."

At the brick kiln renovation site, Su Yue is demonstrating the construction techniques of a modern version of the "mantou kiln".

"Leave a vent on the kiln roof and change the fire path to a serpentine shape." She wiped the soot from her face. "This will increase the firing temperature and produce harder red bricks."

The old kiln worker tried to stack the bricks according to her method and exclaimed, "It really saves firewood! It used to take 30 dan of firewood to fire a kiln, but now 20 dan is enough!"

"If the temperature is high enough, you can even make ceramic pipes." Su Yue gestured, "They're used to pave sewers. They're ten times more durable than bamboo pipes."

Liang Junze came over with a few scholars, holding up the newly drawn blueprints. "Yuer, we've marked the contour lines as you requested. This is the easiest location for the reservoir."

Su Yue suddenly remembered something and took out a small cloth bag from her sleeve: "Try this - cement quick-setting agent. Mix it into the mortar and it will harden in two hours."

The craftsmen looked at her as if she were a goddess.

The old river worker knelt down tremblingly and asked: "Sir, could it be that you are the reincarnation of Lu Ban?"

When the sewage treatment plant was just beginning to take shape, dysentery suddenly broke out in Puyang.

"Sure enough, the sewage has contaminated the well water." Su Yue examined the patient wearing a homemade mask and decisively ordered: "All wells must have their platforms raised, and alum must be used to precipitate the water before drawing it!"

She personally demonstrated how to make the filter: three layers of burlap sandwiched between charcoal ash, then rinsed with boiling water.

"Each household will be given two packets of medicine powder." She instructed the female doctors to pack the herbs. "Boil coptis root and purslane in water. For severe cases, add whitehead..."

A little girl with a face full of pus-filled sores grabbed her clothes and said, "My Lord, my father said that sick men shouldn't take medicine..."

Su Yue stuffed the medicine bag directly into the child's hand: "Tell your father, this is my order - people who are sick and dead cannot work!"

That night, Gu Qingyan caught a thug stealing medicine. The man cried, "My wife said... she would divorce me if I didn't bring the medicine back..."

Su Yue looked at the scarred man and suddenly said to Liang Junze, "We will add a women's literacy class tomorrow and start with the Communicable Disease Prevention and Control Law."

A month later, Puyang welcomed its heaviest autumn flood in ten years.

The people stood trembling on the dike, only to see the flood flow obediently into the newly dug reservoir, and the turbid mud swirled and settled in the sedimentation tank.

"Really... the dam really didn't break!" Lao Li was kneeling on the dam and crying loudly.

What is even more surprising is the newly built irrigation system - the branch canal brings the clear water after sedimentation into the farmland, and the originally cracked saline-alkali land is actually growing green seedlings.

Suddenly, a man in the crowd shouted, "Sir! My son can write his own name!" He held up the child's crooked handwriting and cried even louder than the village head.

On the eve of her departure, Su Yue was sorting through blueprints in her study. Liang Junze put his robe on her and asked, "Are you going to leave all this hard work to your successor in vain?"

"I made three copies." Su Yue patted the box. "One to send to the Ministry of Works, one to keep in the government office, and this..." She unfolded the blueprint marked with the improvement symbol, "for those who really need it."

Gu Qingyan suddenly pointed out the window: "Look."

Under the moonlight, several men were stealthily digging holes at the edge of a field. A closer look revealed they were imitating compost pits, while another was drawing serpentine fire patterns on the ground with a stick.

"A single spark can start a prairie fire." Su Yue softly recited her professor's motto before she traveled through time.

Su Yue looked at the moonlight outside the window and suddenly felt that in this female-dominated world, she might really be able to tear a crack of light open.