I, the patron saint of the frontier of the Tang Dynasty, was forced to rebel

Chapter 66 Outside the bustling city, the drought broke out
Outside Lingzhou City, on a concrete road.

This road can be said to be the longest road in the five continents, extending all the way to link five states.

There are a large number of farmland outside, and small villages gather.

"Bring me the blueprint."

Hearing Qin Mu's words, Lin Quan quickly took out the map he had prepared long ago.

Looking at the smoke in the distance, there are constant carriages along the road.

Especially in the west, less than two miles out of the city is the suburban county seat, because of the rise of a large number of manufacturing industries, there are still many factories built here.

This place stretches for nearly a hundred kilometers all the way, and it is as prosperous as the city!
"The only flaw in this place is that the roads are too narrow. Except for the main road, there is no connection to the surrounding suburbs and villages at all." Qin Mu pointed at the distance while holding the map.

"King Xian, although there are many people in those villages now, we have been encouraging them to enter the city. After all, the city can accommodate more than a thousand households."

"How long do you think it will take for a thousand households to be filled?"

Hearing this, Lin Quan was stunned.
That's right, a thousand households, no matter what, there are only one to two thousand people.

According to the development speed of Lingzhou, it is estimated that it will not be needed for two months, right?

Qin Mu marked a red line on the map from Lingzhou City to Qingzhou not far away!
"Remember, start organizing people tomorrow. According to the location of this line, the surrounding counties and large villages will all build cement roads, and then merge the small villages."

"How much silver taels does this need!"

The more he listened, the more Lin Quan felt like he was breaking out in a cold sweat.

A mile of concrete road costs hundreds of taels of silver at least.

This was the price a few months ago, and now that there is a shortage of labor, the price may have doubled!

Qin Mu didn't care about money at all, and pointed to the dense forest not far ahead, "Is there an underground pool in that place?"

"Yes, it is also the source of water for the nearby villagers to survive."

"Enlarge that water pool for me, at least three times larger."

Speaking of this, Qin Mu paused: "Does that pool have a name?"

"No."

"Okay, from now on it will be called Lingyutan!"

"King Xian, it's not that I don't agree with the expansion, the problem is that the underground water source may not be able to support such a large area."

Lin Quan was already dumbfounded, watching the wise king speak like a powerful and unconstrained style, he couldn't find any reason to refute.

"If it goes on like this, it won't be long before it will dry up. What's the use of expanding?"

"You don't know how to connect to other water sources?"

Qin Mu sneered in his heart, what real estate needs is gimmicks, how can it be hyped without gimmicks?

"Only by connecting all the densely populated places, and then moving out all the unimportant manufacturing industries in the city, this road will become extremely prosperous along the way!"

"King Xian, you... you mean, starting from Lingzhou, the surrounding areas will prosper together, as long as the roads are smooth, you can get what you want?"

"clever!"

Lin Quan was shocked!
It sounds like this kind of method is only in the border area of ​​Lingzhou, if it is expanded to the whole country.
unimaginable!

"I'll make arrangements right away."

"No, you should do what I told you first. It needs to be redesigned and built along the way. By the way, keep the Lingyu Lake within a mile of it. I have other plans."

"Yes!"

Along the way, Lin Quan could only nod his head, not knowing how to respond.

Because what Qin Mu said was completely unheard of in this era.

In Lingzhou City at night, you can feel the prosperity even outside the city!

Along the road, there are countless food stalls.

On the road, there are escort carts coming and going, merchants pressing goods, people from other places, and local migrant workers. The road for one or two miles is brightly lit!

Where else can such a scene be seen besides Lingzhou?
In just a few months, the outside of the city has become a bustling area.

Many merchants have already begun to plan to open branch stores outside the city, but Lin Quan simply refused to agree to the information provided.

They didn't know why, they just thought it was Qin Mu protecting them.

After all, outside the city is outside the city, who knows when the enemy will sneak attack.

It's just that there is a problem now, which has seriously affected this year's farming.

drought!

In desert areas, what is most lacking is water.

During the Zhenguan period, agriculture was the mainstay, and water shortages reduced production. This kind of thing had a greater impact than anything else!
So, gossip everywhere.

On the street, there was a lot of discussion among the crowd, and the people believed deeply in the theory of gods and ghosts.

Therefore, Lin Quan was worried all the time, not knowing what to do.

He followed Qin Mu, not daring to open his mouth.

Qin Mu dismissed rumors of gods and ghosts, and ordered all officials to be forbidden from believing in gods and Buddhas.

"what is that?"

"Ugh!" Lin Quan, with his head down, suddenly raised his head and looked at a small table in the distance.

Obviously, the people are holding sacrifices!

Under the table, a large amount of firewood was prepared.

If the so-called master invited here is not good for praying for rain, we can only use more radical methods
"Sacrifice?"

"It seems to be."

"What do you mean it seems to be!" Qin Mu turned his head, his expression a little unkind.

I didn't expect that there would be such a ghost thing under my own rule.

If there really are gods, how could this world become so absurd!
Seeing that the prayer for rain was about to begin, the crowds of people crowded together.

From far away, you can hear many people telling each other news.

"Can you really pray for rain?"

"Looking at the weather, I'm afraid."

"What if praying for rain fails?"

"Who knows?"

Although the discussion was quiet, Qin Mu could hear it clearly, feeling a little sad in his heart.

It's ridiculous to not think about making progress and ask for it from the sky!

"The heavens are not benevolent. It has been more than two months today, and the drought has become more and more serious. As a Taoist, I take it as my duty to save the people, and pray to heaven!"

The Taoist priest on the stage looked quite old, and his voice was loud and sad.

However, Qin Mu found that his eyes were a little bit more. He regards death as home!

"Lin Quan, isn't this going to burn that Taoist to death?"

"Your Majesty, since ancient times, the most radical way is self-immolation!"

"Has it ever been successful?"

Lin Quan was stunned. There was a contradiction between the truth and the truth of this question.
He also doesn't believe in gods and ghosts. If he can pray for rain, it's just luck.

If you pray for bad luck, the Taoist priest will probably return to the nine heavens.

In the end, there was still silence.

Qin Mu didn't care, and continued to watch the sacrifice until half a stick of incense passed.

Not to mention the rain, I can't feel the wind at all.

The Taoist priest was obviously also afraid, but countless people in the audience were staring at him. If he fled before the battle, it would dishonor the reputation of the Taoist school.

Heartbroken, he yelled, "Light it up!"

"Wait!"

Suddenly, an angry shout stopped another Taoist priest from moving.

"Meet the virtuous king!"

"The virtuous king is actually here!"

The people also exclaimed, because Qin Mu was disguised, so he couldn't tell at all.

Unexpectedly, it was among them.

(End of this chapter)