Next to Huangdi, Xiao Ruoxu was helping to make grass candles. Candles are things that guide gods and living beings to return to their places. The candles of this era were made of bunches of grass and then burned.
The children were all chirping. These children all came with Ruexu, and the Qi Practitioners believed that it was necessary to grasp the solemnity of sacrifices from the age of children, and such serious sacrifices were already very popular in the south. It hasn't been held for a long time.
The sacred autumn festival in the past became the "Autumn Harvest Gala" after the arrival of the Akagata clan; the sacred spring festival in the past has now become a noisy activity of buying and selling seeds in the vegetable market...
In the past, only the high priest stood on a high platform and sang Shennong's "Song of Harvest" loudly. Now it has become a text that those who buy seeds in the vegetable market require the sellers to recite...
"If there are any seeds, his grandma will sell them. If he doesn't sell them, he will keep them as his inheritance!"
This is probably the most common curse word used by southerners now during the Spring Festival every year.
A group of Qigong practitioners were handing over to the staff of the Flood Control City. Chongbo and the others came over, pointed to the completed main waterway, and said happily to them:
"We have completed the main water channel. Tomorrow's trial operation will last for a month from start to finish. After one month, the water will be withdrawn. After the withdrawal is completed, we will conduct inspections. If there are no problems, we will We can proudly declare that the South will no longer be afraid of the coming flood."
"This huge group of continuous dams will become the giant wall of Hongzhou!"
This is an exciting moment. Chongbo even said that the completion of this wonder is of great significance. Although it is completely completed, the design will require 27 years of work, and the actual work may take even longer, but first of all, everyone involved The people who worked on the construction of the flood control city will be the world's first-class flood control and craftsmen talents. The knowledge and technology they can pass on are things that have not been seen in the past thousands of years.
And if this governance continues from generation to generation, it may not take a hundred years before people in the world will no longer be afraid of the coming of floods.
In this era, the land was still very vast, the population was actually very sparse, and large swamps were everywhere. There was so much land that could be used as flood diversion areas and diversion areas.
Even though those lands will be precious residences and farmland in later generations, in this era, most of them still maintain their original ecology, and there are still not many places within human reach.
"If it succeeds, it will be a historic moment and we create the future."
Although Chongbo said this, even though he knew that the Great Flood Control City, from design to construction to measurement to materials, and even many mechanical principles that he didn't quite understand, was completely different from his own cheap water barrier Great Wall... ....
But he was still afraid of failure. After all, the collapse of his own embankment was a shadow that would linger throughout his life.
On the second day, the sacrifices began. Huang Di's professional proficiency stunned the high priest who originally planned to see Huang Di embarrassed, and someone immediately offered a "kind explanation".
"This Yun Zhongzi, before refining qi for immortality, was the person in charge of worshiping the heavens of a large tribe..."
No talking was allowed during the solemn sacrifice process. Xiao Yanxu felt uncomfortable standing in the crowd. He felt that he did not disrespect the ancestors, but did the ancestors just like to see everyone standing here stupidly?
So Xiao Yanxu sneaked away, but was caught by a man on the road. Xiao Yanxu was immediately scared, fearing that the man would tell his teacher Yun Zhongzi, but the bearded uncle said that he would not tell his teacher... ..
"Kid, my uncle is from Zhenze. I heard that there are many people from Zhenze here. My uncle has just arrived and I don't understand some questions. Can you help me clarify my doubts..."
Ruexu narrowed his eyes.
This uncle doesn't sound like a good person.
"Uncle, what's your name? My name is Yuxu...!"
Ruan Xu showed a harmless smile, cute and cute.
Huandou smiled and said: "...Huan Tou, let's go over there to talk. There is a sacrifice going on here, and uncle doesn't dare to disturb it."
Huandou now paints his face with messy colors and wears his hair down to pretend to be a Yue, which makes him even more unrecognizable.
However, how could Huandou's actions be hidden from Huang Di?
Although Huangdi didn't know him...
…………
"Open! Drain!"
When the floodgates of the Great Flood Control City were opened, a large amount of river water poured in along the embankment in front!
This great wonder has begun its destined great work!
Standing at Jindu Port near the first dam, you can clearly see the continuous flood pouring in. The remote embankment on the side plays the role of dividing the water channel. When the water level exceeds the remote embankment, there will be excess flood. It will enter the flood diversion area.
The river surged, and small fish appeared in groups in the water veins. The magical appearance of the river appeared from the river, and he looked curiously at the entrance to the flood.
Then, she followed.
Qixiang is the god of the river, but she has never really set foot in the southern land. Every time she looks at the dams and this giant city from a distance, she has often imagined what this city has. How great is it?
She came in along the waterway, saw the fertile fields in the distance, saw the adobe houses on the construction site not far away, and saw people bringing sheep and pigs.
She also smelled the fragrance, the smell was so fragrant, fireworks were rising from the earthen stove, and people pushing carts were everywhere.
Then Qixiang looked closer...
In the sacrificial area, a group of leaders stood on the shore and stared at her.
Huang Di, in particular, was even more confused when he saw this extremely familiar woman.
Qi Xiang was also stunned for a moment, but soon, a familiar feeling that had disappeared for a long time made her eyes widen!
"Your father is Zhen...!"
Qi Xiang had already slipped away before Huang Di finished speaking, and she couldn't figure out what was going on in the south!
That must be Huangdi! Right! Isn't he dead? He's still buried in Qiaoshan!
…
The leaders watched the goddess run away, and Huang Di also realized that if the story of the lost Xuanzhu was told, wouldn't it be exposed?
so………
"Yun Zhongzi, what did you say about shock just now?"
"Thunder-shock?"
"Plausible! Her father is very plausible, but if she doesn't return my things, I'll beat her father up!"
However, at this moment, a desolate horn sound appeared on the other side of the river, accompanied by looming wolf smoke.
…………
Across the river.
The sentry regiment led by Yu Meng has been living here for two years, but today, they discovered something was wrong.
After the sentry from afar came to report anxiously, Yumeng's expression changed instantly.
"Tell me, what does the totem you saw look like?"
"The body is hairy, wearing a pig head, a sheep body with a human face, eyes under the armpits, tiger teeth and human claws!"
The sentry said anxiously: "You can't be wrong, the Jinyun family is here!"
