Nangong Yan was a little strange: "what does ah Xue mean?"
Ji Qingxue smiled and his eyes were full of calculating light: "you forget, the Phoenix family is the leading rich businessman in the south of the Yangtze River. Of course, they are duty bound to fight the flood and provide disaster relief."
"And I think it is urgent to resettle the victims. It is easy to cause other diseases during the flood season. After resettling the victims, think about how to control the flood."
Nangong Yan agrees with Ji Qingxue: "disaster relief silver and materials have been sent to the south of the Yangtze River. What I'm thinking about now is how to control the flood, which can fundamentally solve their problems."
Ji Qingxue moved a chair and sat next to Nangong Yan. She also stared at the map for a long time: "before, we built flood control levees to forcibly block the flood?"
Nangong Yan nodded: "yes. But this method is not desirable. The flood control embankment can only be prevented for a while, but it is not a long-term strategy. But if the embankment is destroyed and needs to be rebuilt, it will waste people and money."
The effort is multiplied by manpower and money, but the effect of harvest is almost minimal. It is basically a temporary cure rather than a permanent cure.
Ji Qingxue thought for a moment, then picked up his pen and circled a place on the map: "since we can't stop it, we don't think of other ways. How about we just lead the flood to this place?"
Nangong Yan looked at the place outlined by her and said thoughtfully, "ah Xue wants to divert the flood?"
"It's really my man. He's really smart enough." Ji Qingxue gave a little meal, and then said, "the burst flood gathered into a force. Of course, we can't underestimate it. If we dig channels to divert the flood, wouldn't it greatly weaken its destructive power?"
"I have suggested this method to my father before, but it was rejected. It is not easy to dig channels. It may take longer than building flood control levees."
Ji Qingxue raised her eyebrows and flatly refuted: "Your father's view is that of a fool. Compared with building a flood control embankment, this is the fundamental way to cure it. No matter how strong the embankment we build will be eroded by natural forces one day. If we dig and build channels to drain the flood, it may take a long time, but it's really better for the people."
Nangong Yan didn't expect that Ji Qingxue and himself were surprisingly consistent in this matter.
After thinking for a moment, he also drew several places on the map with a pen: "if you want to drain branches, it's better to lead to these places."
Ji Qingxue takes a closer look. The place surrounded by nangongyan is surrounded by crop land. After the flood is introduced, it can water those crops without wasting water resources. This is the best of both worlds.
Ji Qingxue patted his shoulder hard: "Nangong Yan, you are just like Dayu."
Nangong Yan's eyes showed doubts: "Dayu? Who is Dayu?"
Ji Qingxue said with a smile, "Dayu is a great man. His most important achievement is flood control. His idea is the same as you."
It's no use blindly blocking with brute force. It's better to follow it and make good use of it.
Nangongyan has been thinking about this in recent days, but he just lacks people to support him. Hearing Ji Qingxue say so, he suddenly feels that he has the motivation to do it.
Nangong Yan said in a high voice, "come on, it's said that the people from the engineering department will come to see me right away."
He had to immediately discuss with the officials of the engineering department about digging and building channels. The idea was very good, but the project was huge, and the specific details had to be carefully considered.
Ji Qingxue suddenly pressed his hand: "your first task now is to eat. You are not allowed to deal with government affairs before you have a full meal."
Nangong Yan paused, then smiled and said, "OK, I'll ask Fu'an to get some food right away."
When Cao Cao arrived, Fu'an came in with steaming food.
"The emperor has prepared this meal for you. Please have a meal."
Nangong Yan gets up. The smell of the food has successfully aroused the greedy insect in Nangong Yan's stomach. He points to Fu'an and says, "you're more and more careful. It seems that I should reward you."
Fu'an hurriedly said, "the emperor's slave can't take credit for this. When the queen first came in, she ordered the slave to go to the imperial dining room to get some food. The queen was worried that the emperor was tired."
Hearing Fu'an's words, nangongyan suddenly felt that there was a warm current flowing around in his heart.
Ji Qingxue sat next to him and kept bringing him vegetables: "you're eating. Look at what I'm doing."
Before long, Nangong Yan's bowl was piled like a hill. After watching Ji Qingxue for a while, he picked up chopsticks and sent a mouthful of food to his mouth.
After chewing slowly for a while, Nangong Yan said, "who made this dish and how it tastes very different from the past."
Fu'an owes himself: "the emperor, today's dish is made by Mr. Meng."
Hearing the speech, Nangong Yan's hand holding chopsticks suddenly stiffened. He looked at Fu'an and asked incredulously, "you say this dish is made by Meng Yue?"
Fu'an didn't know why he was so excited suddenly, but he replied respectfully, "yes."
Seeing that Nangong Yan was a little distracted, Ji Qingxue waved to Fu'an to step down, and then she asked, "what's the matter? She cooked for you. Aren't you happy?"
Fu'an said it was made by Meng Yue, but Nangong Yan and Ji Qingxue both know that this dish must be made by regret.
Ji Qingxue's words pulled the dazed Nangong Yan back. He stared at the food on the table and said, "I'm not unhappy, it's just some accident. Ah Xue, I can't understand her. I don't understand what she's going to do."
Ji Qingxue gently held his hand and whispered, "maybe she really just wants to compensate you and do something for you."
Nangong Yan turned his head and looked at Ji Qingxue. For a moment, he was at a loss: "compensate me?"
Ji Qingxue nodded vigorously: "yes, as a mother, I want to do something for my son, even if it's just cooking a meal."
Nangong Yan only felt a strange emotion surging in his chest. He couldn't tell what it was, but his temper began to soften after looking for snow.
"But ah Xue, I don't want to forgive. Do you think I'm ruthless?" Nangong Yan said. After so many dark things, he can let himself be relieved, but he really can't say forgive.
Ji Qingxue smiled gently at him: "No. She just wants to do something for you. If you are willing to give her a chance to make compensation, it doesn't hurt to accept it. If you are not willing, send them away."
Nangong Yan looked at Ji Qingxue's smile and raised his mouth: "just, if this can make her feel at ease, let her do it."