The Yellow River in this era was irritable and restless, and it fluctuated at any time, and there were floods all year round.

People who manage rivers divide their flood season into nine sections. The first month is "removing water", the second month is "peach blossom water", the fourth month is "wheat yellow water", the fifth month is "melon water", the fifth month is "melon water", the sixth month is "alum stone water", the seventh month is "seized water", the highest water in September is "re-trough water", the October is "re-trough water", the November and December are "flashing water".

It is April now, and the wheat knots are ridged and the color is changed, so the flood situation during this period is called "Wheat Yellow Water". The wheat yellow water mainly comes from precipitation in the middle and upper reaches of the Yellow River. The rainfall this spring is much more rainy than in previous years, and the wheat yellow water is naturally much more fierce than in previous years.

The heavy rain covered the sky and the ground was covered all night, and it finally became smaller at dawn, but the raging waves of the Yellow River became louder and louder.

That was the incoming water from thousands of tributaries upstream, gathering into the flood peak formed in the Yellow River - the "Wheat Yellow Water" in the third year of Longqing is here!

A yellow dragon let out a crazy loud roar, churning its teeth and claws in the river embankment. The water surface was already flush with the embankment, and the situation was very critical!

Amid the terrifying turbulence, countless people from Linhe Prefecture and County, as well as soldiers from the garrison, were mobilized by the river yamen and prefectures and county yamen. They carried bags of sandbags, trotted up the two or three meters high embankment, and worked hard to raise the embankment.

Under such circumstances, the three giants of water control could not care about internal strife. Zhu Heng, Minister of Works, Weng Dali, Prime Minister of the River, and Pan Jixun, who was stubborn, divided the 600-mile river into three sections. Pan Jixun guarded Pei County, Zhu Heng was in the middle of Xuzhou to command, and Weng Dali went to Suqian to take charge of the command.

In terms of flood control, it is naturally the highest in Pei County, which broke the dam two months ago. The newly built river embankment is not yet solid, with pipes rushing, bursts constantly appearing, and dangers are frequent, relying on the number of people to fill up.

In order to protect their homes, the villagers fought hard and carried sandbags and jumped into the pipe! They built layers of human walls at the breach to block the fierce waves so as to win the time for those behind to lay sandbags!

From time to time, civilians are washed away by floods, but people no longer care about rescue and sadness. They have to save all their strength and fight against floods and rescues every minute.

Fortunately, Pan Jixun has rich experience in flood fighting. He calmly commanded 50,000 civilians, used manpower with the highest efficiency, and used various simple and effective means to fight against flood peaks.

But he felt a sense of sadness. These people who used their lives to protect the river bank would not know that no matter how hard they worked, their destiny would not be in their own hands...

At the previous flood control meeting, everyone agreed that if the downstream really couldn't stand it, they would ignite the beacon and send a signal to the upstream.

When he saw the wolf smoke, he would open the newly repaired cofferdam here, let the Yellow River pour out from the last broken location, and use Weishan Lake to store floods, which would minimize the overall loss.

Of course, the prefectures, counties, villages and towns on both sides of Weishan Lake are bound to be flooded again...

It’s not because they offended people too much here, how could Zhu Heng and Weng Dali let him, the idle person, take charge?

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In Xuzhou, the military and civilians along the river were also fighting desperately with Huang Long.

Although Zhu Heng is conservative and stubborn, he has the capital of his pride. He has practiced himself in the river engineering for many years, and has been in charge of flood control and rescue operations for many times, and has rich experience.

In addition, Xuzhou is the city of Zhili Prefecture, and the river embankment is stronger than the upstream and downstream. Under the command of Zhubutang, there are always dangers.

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At dusk the next day.

After fighting hard for a day and a night, the water level in Pei County finally stabilized, which means that the flood peak has finally passed!

Huang Long rushed downstream unwillingly to harm Xuzhou...

And the hole-ridden embankment is still there!

The 50,000 soldiers and civilians who were tired and dying cheered in celebrating that they had finally saved their homes!

Pan Jixun also breathed a sigh of relief, because the downstream smoke never rose. At this time, the flood peak passed and the dam was opened to release the flood again, which was meaningless.

He finally didn't have to do it, and let the people on both sides of Weishan Lake scolded the unethical things that had been for hundreds of years.

"It seems that the downstream is safe and sound." Pan Jixun said happily to Pan Dafu.

"There is nothing wrong in our most dangerous place, and there will definitely be nothing downstream." Pan Dafu looked at his father's eyes sinking, his face was tired, and he couldn't help but persuade: "Father, you haven't closed your eyes for two days and two nights. Go back and take a break."

"Well, I'll feel completely relieved after watching this night." Pan Jixun nodded, but did not dare to be careless at all.

He and the flood-fighting military and civilians have been fighting hard again and continue to raise and strengthen the embankment. It was not until the next morning that the river surface was completely calmed down. He ordered the magistrate of Pei County who had helped him to let everyone go down the embankment.

With the help of his son, Pan Jixun also came to the temporary residence at the dike. After a simple washing and dining, he finally got into bed.

He was really exhausted and started snoring as soon as he touched his pillow.

Unexpectedly, before he could sleep for a long time, he was awakened by a mess of footsteps.

"Zhongcheng, the big thing is not good, the dike is broken!" A doctor from the river yamen rushed in and reported with a panic look on his face.

"What? Where did the dam collapse?" Pan Jisun jumped up, bent down and lifted his boots, and said in a deep voice: "Walk while walking!"

"Zhongcheng, it's not here." The doctor did not move and gasped, "It was the dam that broke the Suqian River section."

"Oh?" Pan Jixun stopped, sat on the edge of the bed, straightened his waist, and asked strangely: "Why didn't you see wolf smoke?"

"I don't know." The doctor just received the news and came to report. "I heard that not only flooded Suqian, Sihong and other counties, they also overturned more than 800 grain ships. Not only did they lose 100,000 stones of grain, they also drowned many grain workers."

"Cache Boat?" Pan Jixun was stunned. He was six hundred miles away and was an idle person. He didn't know Governor Zhao's magical operation. "Aren't all the cache Boats in Huai'an? Even the capital city was flooded?"

"That's not, because the Cao Governor's Office was eager to resume the canal transportation. When the canal ship was sailing to Suqian, it was about to break the dam of the Yellow River." The doctor general told Pan Jixun the notice he saw: "The result was this disaster!"

"It's really a sin that God has done, but I can still forgive it. I can't live without it!" Pan Jixun sighed, not knowing what to say.

The fierce river water rushed down from the high embankment, and did not rush into the low canal like a waterfall? Not to mention the flat-bottomed canal, even the sharp-bottomed lucky boat can't withstand it!

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After working hard and finally not blocking the Yellow River's dam break, the morale of the river officials was extremely low.

But their attitude towards Pan Jixun changed fundamentally, asking for instructions and reporting everywhere, respectfully, and no longer treating him as an idle person.

First of all, Pan Jixun has won their respect with practical actions.

Secondly, it is also the most important thing. Fighting floods is like defending the city. Weng Dali lost his city, and it was the second time. What's even more ridiculous is that he could clearly lit a beacon to let the upstream discharge floods to protect his own river section, but he couldn't even make such a simple decision. Even if someone in the court protected him, he would not have the shame to continue working.

And the candidate who replaced Weng Dali was 80% Pan Jixun.

But Pan Jixun was not happy about his position to be resolved. He couldn't wait to figure out what happened that day, which made Weng Dali lose his mind?

Seeing that nothing happened on the dike, he handed over the command to the doctor and rode his horse downstream to check what happened. Anyway, he was a non-staff member and he had no say of leaving his post without permission.

The next day, I arrived in Xuzhou and asked about Zhu Butang that he had also gone south to Suqian to inspect the disaster.

He continued to ride the horse and arrived in Suqian three days later.

Without even having to settle in the city, Pan Jixun went directly to the embankment.

Standing on the dam that was constantly collapsed, he watched the east bank nearly a hundred feet wide burst, and the rolling water of the Yellow River was still pouring down, turning everything he saw in front of him into yellow mud soup.

You can imagine how intense the flood came at that time.

He took the telescope handed over by his son and looked ten miles away.

There was a yellow area in front of me, where was there any canal? I could only see black dots, each of which was a capsized canal ship...

"Now Zhao Kongzhao finally doesn't have to have any more fantasies." Pan Jixun smiled sarcastically.

After two consecutive breaches, the canal canal can't be found. Within a few years, don't count on the canal transportation.

He didn't say anything, but muttered silently in his heart, could the boy named Zhao be the illegitimate son of God? If he wants to do anything, God will help him?

At this time, Zhu Heng's personal soldiers came to invite him, and it turned out that Zhu Butang was also nearby.

Pan Jixun followed Zhu Heng and saw Weng Dali, who was lost.

As soon as he met, he couldn't help but ask loudly: "Weng Rusan, what's your name?! Why don't you light a beacon?!"

Weng Dali's face was ashen, his eyes were red, and his scarlet official robe had turned yellow. Those who didn't know thought he was going to ascend the throne.

"Duke Yinchuan, do you think I don't want to? But that little boy Zhao Kongzhao stopped him!" He replied in a crying voice: "This is his territory. He said no, what can I do?"

"Zhao Kongzhao?" Pan Jixun was stunned.

"Yinchuan, you may not know yet." Zhu Heng sighed and said gently in a rare manner: "Our governor of the canal has made the rumors of sea transportation anxious. As soon as the canal comes, he can't wait to organize the canal to head north..."

"If the river embankment of Pei County was dug again at that time, the canal would naturally dry up again. His two thousand canal ships would be completely destroyed in the jam. He could not afford this responsibility."

Zhu Heng looked at Weng Dali with some regret and said, "So, Zhao Kongzhao just forced him to grab the Gu River embankment, and he would not allow him to light the beacon fire frequently. It was dark and there was a pipe rush that no one saw it. As a result, it was a blast, just like that, alas..."

Zhu Heng sighed. Although he, the Minister of Works, had no responsibility for this breaking of the dam, Lao Zhu was still worried about the country and the people. Seeing that the situation was artificially made like this, how could he not get angry?

"Oh..." Pan Jixun also sighed. It was meaningless to accuse Weng Dali of being ungrateful at this time. It was the only way to help him turn the blame on Cao Governor.

"By the way, Yin Chuan." Zhu Heng suddenly remembered something and said to him apologetically: "That method of water attacking sand seems to really work."
Chapter completed!