Daqin: You have a son to help Su

Chapter 1 Dayu's water control, live broadcast at station c

Fusu gritted his teeth as he looked at the roaring river in front of him and the rainwater pouring from the sky to the ground.

The rain had already soaked Fusu's clothes, and the luxurious clothes on his body were completely stuck to him.

God, why do you embarrass the people of the world, the continuous heavy rain these days has already ruined the homes of many people who live and farm by the big river.

Fusu's last life was originally a college student who went to the countryside with a great sense of humor to help the poor, but he encountered a landslide. He was hit by a boulder after helping others out of trouble, and then was brought to the Qin Dynasty by the system.

It has been nearly 20 years since he became Fusuqi. Fusu originally wanted to live and die as the eldest son of the King of Qin, waiting for the death of the ancestor dragon and then come out to save Qin.

But... But Fusu, who has experienced the era when most people in the future generations can live comfortably, can't let go of the people who are still suffering in this era, and at least wants to do his part.

The shovel had worn down Fusu's tiger's mouth, but he still shoveled off the soil underneath.

He is leading the laborers and the people living around to speed up and dig a channel that can dredge the flood.

"My lord, it's getting dark now, let's lead the people back first!"

Wang Ban looked at the sky that was already covered with dark clouds, but he could still feel that the sky was indeed getting dark again and reminded.

Looking back at the people behind him who had been working hard all day and didn't have much strength, Fusu shook his hair that was already soaked.

"Folks, come here first today! It's too dangerous to wait until dark." Fu Su shouted loudly, and his personal guards also began to help Fu Su spread the word.

After hearing Fusu's order, the people also put away their tools and followed Fusu back to their temporary resting place.

Fusu, the eldest son of King Qin, actually went to the front line with them to resist the flood, which was beyond the imagination of all the people.

The people have long heard that Fusu is kind and loves the people like a son, but when Fusu picked up the shovel to dig the soil with them, everyone was dumbfounded.

Fusu, who returned to the resting point, was so tired that he sat on the ground directly. He turned his head and asked Wang Ban, "Take someone to help me to see, to ensure that every common people can drink hot water and eat hot water. Food."

After finishing speaking, Fusu took another look at the resting point. The benefit of Qin people's observance of order was vividly reflected at this moment. Even when receiving water and food, they lined up neatly.

"only."

Wang Ban took Fusu's order to inform the guards and followers next to him, and went with him to check if anyone was missed.

Looking at the torrential rain outside, Fusu can only hope that it will stop soon, otherwise it will really cause more people's homes to be destroyed. This era is not the future, and the people and the court are too weak to resist natural disasters and man-made disasters.

The people, Fusu gritted his teeth, and continued to dig the canal tomorrow, but he didn't believe it. With regard to this flood, Fusu didn't believe that he couldn't bring the people across.

But I don't know why, maybe the body is too tired after working all day, the sky has just darkened, but Fusu is very sleepy, he closes his eyes and leans against the wall, and slowly falls into a dream.

"Host, I haven't introduced myself for so long. I come from a different parallel time and space than you. The Zhuxias of that time and space have lost their confidence in their national culture. 』

"And your act of sacrificing yourself and saving others made me choose you. I need your help to change the history of Qin Dynasty, the first dynasty of Xia in this time and space."

"Now start the live broadcast system, Chapter 1 task: Dayu water control, you have to complete the dialogue with Dayu, for this live broadcast system will start a live broadcast to promote the culture of Zhuxia, and will evaluate, and you will be rewarded after completion"

The mechanical sound of the system made Fusu a little confused. The system that took him through the Qin Dynasty and hadn't talked to him for 20 years actually responded.

Change history, live broadcast system?
"Yi, it's time to wake up. Today is an important moment. Let's clear this one, and we'll go to the next one." Fusu patted himself on the head, and heard a strange voice, is 'Yi' calling himself?
Fusu opened his eyes, he didn't know why he was sleeping at the rest point just now, but now he was actually sleeping in a broken thatched hut, and he was sleeping on the hard ground.

The sky outside was just getting bright, and Fusu looked at the man who called him Fei. His face was very dark, as if he had a skin color that he should have if he was often working outside and was exposed to the sun.

With a tiger nose and big mouth, he doesn't really look very good-looking, but he has an inexplicable temperament that makes people want to follow him from the bottom of their hearts.

"Brother Yu, I'm up and waiting for you to come over..." Fusu said involuntarily.

Yu smiled and looked at the brother Yi in front of him. Don't you know what his character is?
A little clever, but it is better to give up hard work, and sometimes sneak in.

"Let's take the tools and set off. Today, we will dredge this way and go to Jizhou. There are still several rivers that need to be dredged."

"Okay," Fusu found a Lei Lei from the corner of the broken thatched hut. Although it was originally used for farming, but now there are no other tools, it can only be used to help dredge the river.

Looking at Huang who was still looking for with his own tools, Yu frowned. In his memory, Yi was not someone who even forgot where to put his own things.

"Yi, why are you acting weird?"

"That's weird, Brother Yu, are you joking!" Fusu immediately laughed and said, "Brother Yu, I heard that some people have already called you Dayu."

Dayu actually smiled a little embarrassedly, touched his head and said: "It is Emperor Shun's order to control the flood for all people in the world, and it is also my duty. I dare not take credit for it."

Then he thought of something: "Yi, you just want to rest for a while, don't you, hurry up and go."

Fusu picked up the Leisi and set off with Yu to control the water. Yu was not born as a commoner. He was the sixth grandson of the Yellow Emperor.

However, his father failed to control the water and was exiled to Mount Yu, while Yu took over Gun's task and continued to control the flood.

Gun used the method of blocking water to control the flood, but in the end it failed. Yu wanted to go against the road, dredging the river, and taking advantage of the natural law of water flowing from high to low.

Dredging the waterways, splitting the dragon gate, digging through the Qingtong Gorge, diverting the flood water into the depressions and lakes, and then smoothly diverting it eastward into the sea, have achieved some results.

Yu took Yi to the river channel that was about to be completed. As long as these things were cleaned up in a few days and the water was released to circulate, this tributary of the Huaihe River would merge into the Huaihe River and return to the East China Sea.

"Although I'm not sure if you are good or not, you are also a force. We dug these up with the people. The efforts of the past few months have been successful, and the nearby people can rely on the river to farm again."

Yu looked at the river in front of him, didn't look at Fusu, but said something again.

At the same time, the system started a live broadcast of a historical program on the history channel of station C, because of its suddenness, not many people cared about this program at all.

However, Station C is the most watched TV channel in the world, and even the History Channel is watched by thousands of die-hard history fans.

A river with raging floods appeared in front of everyone, and Fusu and Yu stood in front of the river.

There are many people who are toiling in old sackcloth. They only hope that under the leadership of Dayu, the flood will be drained so that they can resume their previous production.

"There are so many extras, and this scene costs a lot of money..." said the first message in the program discussion group.

"More than that, look at the old and torn sackcloth those people are wearing, just like the real hardworking people in ancient times. It seems that the show crew spent a lot of time preparing props!"

"That's right! You see, the first two people are the leading actors of this show, and the sackcloth they wear is also so ragged and ugly. Now those little fresh meats don't dare to wear such clothes!"

"One of the leading actors is quite handsome, not inferior to those little fresh meats. Take a good look and see what surprises station C can give us!"

At this moment, Fusu looked at Yu who might have seen through his true face, took a step back, raised his hands and bowed deeply to Dayu.

"Fusu, my descendant, has met our ancestor Dayu."

Dayu looked at Fusu doubtfully.

"Junior? Where do you come from?"

Fusu looked at the saint holding the grass in front of him, and answered not the identity of the current eldest son of King Qin, but the modern soul more than 4000 years later.

"It came from Zhuxia after more than 4000 years."

Dayu laughed. His smile was like that of a working man who often struggled on the front line. He was obviously simple but had an affinity that ordinary people did not have.

"Xia, do you know? That's the name of my tribe."

"Yes, the younger generation is also your descendant, so I pay my respects to the ancestors," Fusu arched his hands and bowed twice.

"Junior, you said you came 4000 years later. Will there be floods 4000 years later?"

Dayu, who had never thought about questioning Fusu's authenticity, pointed to the roaring river. He looked at Fusu sincerely, and wanted to know if he could control all the floods in the world.

Whether that day the world will no longer be disturbed by floods.

"Back to Dayu, for 4000 years, the flood has not stopped..."

(End of this chapter)