Su Li laughed at the scholar''s naive remarks. He suddenly became interested in playing with these people


    "Shopkeeper, spell a long table for me." Su Li said.


    The shopkeeper just knew what Su Li was going to do as soon as he heard it. He was very surprised. Didn''t he expect that the young man who likes to hate the scholar also likes to play the scholar''s set?


    The waiter is very familiar with the operation, and the two square tables are spliced together to form a long table... When the scholars gather here, they often spell the table to draw or compose poetry.


    Then he nodded knowingly and spread a piece of rice paper on the long table


    Su Li took out his pen and ink and stood at the table. Then he said, "I''ll give you a question. It''s a problem that ''Saint Wang Liangzuo, parents of all people'' will encounter every year. Try to answer it."


    With that, Su Li had already swung his pen... Between the turns of the pen, two long winding lines had been drawn on the rice paper.


    Although it is only two simple strokes, it has given people a sense of grandeur... Many scholars present immediately tightened their hearts and knew that the person in front of them could not be underestimated.


    At this time, there were many onlookers on the second floor and even the third floor of the restaurant. Many distinguished guests in the box came out and looked at the scene curiously.


    One of the well-dressed middle-aged people looked to the left and right and said, "this test question is related to you. Why don''t you guess what the boy painted first?"


    Next to him are a group of middle-aged people with different climates, Gongwei. These people look like they have been in high positions for a long time. At this time, they are all interested in the "game" between "foreign children" and local poor people.


    "I''m sorry, Lord, but it''s hard for the officials to distinguish by these two strokes." a man over half a hundred replied with a smile.


    But at this time, below them, the exquisite young man who first came out to watch the excitement had shouted out: "I know, this is the section of mother river west of my big hill!"


    Su Li looked up unexpectedly, but saw that the young noble childe was looking at him excitedly, just like a good student who answered the question, waiting for the teacher''s praise.


    Then he nodded and smiled without saying anything. He just reached out and wrote in the brush wash, turned around, and then quickly raised it and threw it at the picture scroll


    The water still with ink rhyme was spilled by him, and then fell on the picture like a water dragon.


    The watered ink spread out on the scroll, some places were light, some places were deep, and became not so uniform.


    But it is really like the surging water of a big river


    "I''m right. It''s really the mother river!"


    The group of people who had been watching on the third floor looked dignified one by one. They obviously didn''t expect that Su Li had a big problem that only people who lived high above the temple could know its difficulty.


    "The young man is very clever. More importantly, he is very familiar with the geography of China''s Song Dynasty. Which family is he?" the middle-aged man headed by him noticed the dignified around him, but suddenly asked the young man to answer.


    At this time, the old man who was over half a hundred that year leaned slightly and said, "this is the grandson of the old minister. Let the Lord laugh."


    "It was originally the child of the taizai family. No wonder he had this vision." the middle-aged man smiled and nodded, and then continued to look down... At this time, he roughly understood how Su Li was going to make a question.


    In fact, the distinguished guests in the box on the third floor have some understanding in their hearts, and they also want to know if they can get any different answers here.


    Downstairs, Su Li has begun to write a title: "Dongzhou mother river, countless tributaries, irrigated billion trillion good fields, is the origin of our Dongzhou humanity."


    "But now when I travel into the Song Dynasty, I find that the mother river along the way is becoming narrow."


    "Although the dikes on both banks are well, the river surface is already higher than the nearby farmland. I don''t know how many places."


    "In my opinion, I''m afraid this section of the mother river will be waterlogged in case of heavy rain... So my question is: how to treat the mother river?"


    "This..."


    The scholar only felt his scalp numb. This problem is completely different from what he imagined!


    "What''s your problem? I''ve already said that what I want to do is to help the emperor create a prosperous era, not such small things as drought and flood."


    "Puff ~"


    At this time, the young xungui upstairs laughed again. He said, "if this is not a national event, there will be no major event in the state of song!"


    "Who are you?" the scholar raised his head and scolded angrily. Don''t force him to fight against heaven and earth!


    That young Xun GUI didn''t cover it up, but said with a smile: "it''s the grandson of taizai. It''s also the public''s intention to think clearly."


    "Scholar, you don''t have to hurry to talk. I can tell you clearly that my grandfather and those uncles and uncles have been discussing the coming flood season since last month."


    After hearing this, Su Li continued to say, "the land of the state of song is fertile and rich in products. In fact, as long as we can manage the mother river well, our family and country will have no worries."


    "So don''t underestimate the way to control the river. This is the key to the prosperity of Nair and other song countries."


    The scholar''s position is in disorder. He is used to the romantic and snowy moon. He originally thought that the way of governing the country is the same as that of his romantic and snowy moon singing poetry. As long as a group of people listen to his orders.


    But now, when a real problem is put in front of him, he doesn''t know what to do.


    "What''s the difficulty? It''s just raising the dam. As long as the imperial court allocates funds and the people use their lives, there will be no big flood." the scholar said in a hurry. Then he was very satisfied and thought that the problem didn''t bother him.


    Su Li''s face didn''t change, but just before he answered, ye Siming, the young Xun Guigong on the second floor, asked first, "what do you think of the three princes in the court?"


    The scholar looked up proudly and said with a smile, "it''s just a bunch of fools!"


    Very good. This is what he said when talking about the world with his companions. He unknowingly took it out.


    The faces of those people on the third floor were a little ugly.


    The head of the middle-aged man laughed and said, "if what I use to govern the country is fools, what is I?"


    I''m afraid this is where the kings and officials of the state of song are!


    The old lady of Gongye said indifferently, "Lord, please entertain us here. I''m afraid I''ve heard a lot of such remarks."


    This can be regarded as a kind of dark vomit. How can a normal monarch entertain his ministers in such a place? Isn''t this bad taste.


    "That''s interesting, isn''t it? I just want to see if there are still people who understand among the poor people now." the king of song doesn''t think so.


    "I don''t know where the stranger came from. Can he be used for me?"


    Unexpectedly, I fell in love with Su Li.


    "Tell the king that the man should be a monk, and I''m afraid his origin is extraordinary." at this time, a man next to the monarch of the state of song interrupted coldly.


    "Friars? That''s right. Recently, friars have gathered to discuss something about ''killing demons''... That''s all. That''s all." the monarch immediately lost interest.


    It seems that the successive dynasties of the Song Dynasty have been used to their existence under the protection of righteous friars, and understand that friars, especially those with great origins, cannot be used by them.


    In the audience, Gongye Siming, the grandson of Gongye taizai, laughed and said, "you should treat Sangong as a fool, but the river control strategy you put forward is the way Sangong has been implementing all along!"


    The scholar blushed, and then said forcefully, "but this is the case with river management. Is there any other strategy besides building dams frequently?"


    "You''re right. That''s why my grandfather and Sangong are so troubled." Gongye Siming turned to Su Li with bright eyes and said, "so, sir, if there''s a magic method, can you tell me?"