The emperor was naturally happy. His treasury was empty. Now, if he added, Shen Qingci might not be able to afford military expenses. In the future, the treasury would be empty and he, the poorest emperor, would be the poorest emperor.

Now, when the ministers donated this way, they would be worth millions of taels of silver at once. It would be absolutely enough for the treasury to pay some more.

What he didn't know was that when it was night, Chen Dingshan came over.

"Really?" The emperor still didn't believe it, "She is still alive?"

"Yes," Chen Dingshan thought of his young daughter, and now he felt ache. "The emperor doesn't need military spending to worry about it. Even without my family's rank, the military spending will be enough for five years. She said that she would donate at least twenty years of military spending and would not break her trust."

Twenty years, twenty years...

When the emperor heard about the past twenty years, he couldn't help but feel that the big stone that was pressing down on his heart finally fell down.

"Then she..."

The emperor did not feel that Shen Qingci had deceived Jun. After all, he only said that Luoheng and Shen Qingci were missing, but he did not say whether theirs were really dead.

And now Shen Dingshan is not here to tell him.

"She will follow the Fourth Prince to control the water."

Chen Dingshan tightened the corners of his lips. His daughter really made him feel distressed and proud as a father. If she was a man, she would be a pillar of the court, but even as a woman, she would be much better than ordinary men.

This time, she could make such a decision, and even he didn't expect it.

"Control water, she controls water?"

The emperor stood up and said, "A woman controls the water?"

"So what about women?"

Chen Dingshan raised his eyelids. Although A Ning of his family is a woman, who can compare with her in this capital?

Who in this world can pay a million military expenditure for more than ten years at one time, and then more than twenty years later.

"But……

The emperor has never heard of it. A woman can still control water.

"Everything in the world always has its arrangement."

Chen Dingshan, a rude man, could have said such philosophical words one day.

"She has been there for a long time and has learned some water treatment methods, and she can always help."

He bowed to the emperor again, "My son Wenhao and I also donated 500,000 silver, and my family A Ning donated one million taels."

His eyes couldn't help but feel hot, and his heart was sadder for his daughter.

Such a bold, such a big burden, and such a century-old foundation, how could it fall on his A Ning? This is just a child, and she is still a child who has not grown up.

"Can she succeed?"

Now the emperor is concerned about the matter of the treasury. He has twenty years of military expenditure, so he doesn't have to worry about it anymore. His treasury is quite abundant, but what he is worried about now is Shen Qingci.

This water control is not a spice, it is a great thing that will last forever. If you don’t do it well, it may ruin millions of people.

"My A Ning won't joke about his life."

Chen Dingshan absolutely believes in his daughter. She will never lie in this life. She will be dedicated to good deeds and will also have great merits. She said that if she can succeed, she will succeed.

She said that it can be cured, that can be cured.

She would definitely not do such things that hurt money and life.

The emperor is also extremely confused now, but there is no one to cure the flood in Pingyang. Could it be that it will take another three years to make the people live in poverty, and then the treasury is sent there. If this continues, when will his treasury be sufficient, and when will his people live and work in peace? When will his treasury be able to have more soldiers and generals in the Great Zhou Dynasty?

Forget it, let's treat it.

It seems that he has no extra choice, because even if he lets others treat it, it is still the same. Millions of taels of silver a year are too much to be spent. This has been nearly a hundred years. Since the late emperor, it has never been cured. If it is cured, it is considered their great achievements. If it cannot be cured, it can only be said that the people in Pingyang have a miserable life.

No one can blame anyone, no one can blame anyone. Who made the search river so difficult to cure, and what can he do? Emperor Taizu was so wise and was powerless to do anything about that river. If he could cure it, he would write a harsh chapter in history. If it could not be cured, it can only be said that his talent was limited.

And between treatment and not treatment.

What he chose in the end was not something else, but treatment.

This was how it was arranged. Pingyang became the fief of the Fourth Prince, and the major issue of water control also fell on the Fourth Prince.

Shen Qingci had no extra words about this. In addition to making incense, she was talking about the problem of Pingyang flood with Song Yan and the fourth prince. Now is the best time to treat water. First, because there are a large number of victims who are fluent in the disaster, these people can become the best people who treat water. As long as they are given a meal, they will not only treat Pingyang flood, but also give them hope to survive.

At first, the fourth prince and Song Yan were both suspicious of Shen Qingci’s water control method, but the more shocked they were, the more surprised they were, and even shocked them.

"Mrs. I am really ashamed."

Song Yan now really feels that his books in recent years have been a waste of time. Such precise design, such seamless decision, and such a perfect water control plan. This is really not something that ordinary people can think of.

And those who can come up with such a method of water control must be the amazing genius today.

And the amazing genius of this person is not someone else, but a girl in her 180s sitting in front of them. Perhaps she is not young compared to those unmarried girls in Beijing who are in the same age as Yunying. Maybe she looks like a girl in her 15 or 16 years old. Maybe because of her girlhood, even though she is growing up now, her face looks very small, and she looks much younger than people of the same age as her.

It is just such a woman who came up with such a sophisticated water control plan, but no one has ever thought of it for a hundred years.

"It was not what I thought of," Shen Qingci carefully rolled up the Tu little by little, "It was what he thought of. He had said that after this flood passed, he would start to deal with the Pingyang flood."

"Cousin-law, you..."

The Fourth Prince doesn’t know how to ask?

"This is what he wants to do."

Shen Qingci didn't want to mention the word "death", because in her heart, Luo Henglu was not dead, and he would never die. He was by her side, and he was watching her in the sky like his mother.

"I'll finish it for him."
Chapter completed!