Cheng Jing felt that these few days were probably the most tormented and ups and downs of his life.
When he heard that Jiang Pengji asked him to go back, he suddenly felt a pardon, wiped the cold sweat on his face secretly, and bowed back.
Looking at the burning fire shadow in the distance, Cheng Jing's fear of Jiang Pengji deepened.
Who the hell is this person who can kill even that kind of evil spirit again and again
What's more important is, will that evildoer re-emerge from the ashes and come to the world again
Cheng Jing didn't know about these things.
He was sitting in the carriage preparing to return to his place of stay, when there was a rush of hooves in front of him, and his coachman had to give way.
Now that it's all this time, why are there still people running wild on the streets
Cheng Jing lifted the curtain of the car and saw that the man on the horse was very familiar, so he couldn't help shouting.
"Zixiao?"
The night was too dark, he just felt that the other person's figure was very familiar, the profile view was not real, and he was not sure whether the other person was Wei Ci.
Cheng Jing and Wei Ci both belong to Mr. Yuanjing's family. They are not only brothers, but also close friends.
However, in this era, there are no convenient communication tools, let alone Internet or video chat, and we can only rely on letters that are not very secure, inefficient and inefficient. Speaking of which, Cheng Jing and Wei Ci haven't seen each other for almost three or four years. How can they not be surprised when they meet again now
If not, how could meeting a stranger in a foreign land become one of the four great joys in life
When the man on the horse heard someone calling him, he hurriedly pulled the reins.
Looking at the reputation, isn't that face Wei Ci
"Youmo?" Wei Ci was also pleasantly surprised, but she didn't expect to see her old friend here. It's a pity that now is not the time for old friends to reminisce about the old times. He rushed here from Shangjing in a hurry. There is really an important matter, and the reminiscence can only be delayed for a while.
Cheng Jing also saw that Wei Ci was full of dust, and it was estimated that he had suffered a lot.
He said sympathetically, "Jing is still in Xiangyang for the past few days, so there is no rush to reminisce about the old days, Zixiao, let's go to work first."
Wei Ci rode on his horse and bowed, waved his whip again, and rushed all the way towards the county seat.
Cheng Jing was surprised. He didn't know what happened to make Wei Ci in such a hurry
Jiang Pengji also had the same question. She had just sent someone to deal with the corpse of the Transmigration girl when news came from outside that Wei Ci was asking to see her.
"Isn't Zixiao building the prefecture in Shangjing?"
Now that the weather is still hot, and traveling back and forth, Wei Ci's body is weak, what should I do if I accidentally fall ill
"Hurry up and let people in, and prepare some food to warm your stomach. Zixiao has been traveling all the way, I'm afraid I won't have time to eat a good meal."
Jiang Pengji asked people to go to the small kitchen to prepare a late-night snack, but Wei Ci came in from outside with some gray stains on her face.
"See your lord."
Wei Ci saluted, and Jiang Pengji asked him to get up.
"What happened in Shangjing, why did you come back suddenly?"
Counting the time, Wei Ci should have been in Beijing for a month before returning home. Could it be that something went wrong in the construction of the prefecture
Jiang Pengji looked at Wei Ci's face, and seeing that he was calm, it seemed that it was not a bad thing.
Sure enough, Wei Ci took out several sheets of rolled up paper from the bamboo tube hanging from his waist.
"Some things are difficult to decide, so I hurried back to the lord for decision."
Although Jiang Pengji handed over the right to rebuild Shangjing to Wei Ci and Zhang Ping, but they were measured and had to ask her for some things.
Jiang Pengji took it and said, "Your body and bones are not well maintained. If there is anything important, just let someone pass it over directly. Why do you need to go there yourself? The weather is still hot now, and you are not heat-resistant. If you are sick What can I do on the way down?"
Hearing this, Wei Ci lowered his head slightly, not daring to look up at her, but his ears were so hot that he felt uncomfortable.
Jiang Pengji didn't care about Wei Ci's reaction, but looked carefully at what Wei Ci brought up.
There are many miscellaneous things in it, but two things are the most important.
One is Jishan outside Shangjing City. Jishan has many soup springs. This is a wealth bestowed by God.
When the Beijing earthquake happened, Jishan Tangquan was destroyed in a large area, and the springs changed a lot.
Wei Ci wanted to take advantage of this reconstruction to re-plan and rest the Jishan area by the way, so it couldn't be wasted.
Of course, Zhang Ping disagreed with him.
In Zhang Ping's inherent impression, Tang Quan is only qualified to enjoy the powerful, and it can be regarded as the endorsement of extravagance.
Now that even the capital city has not been rebuilt, why should it be a waste to allocate people to toss the Jishan Tangquan
Jiang Pengji asked Wei Ci, "What does Zixiao mean?"
Wei Ci said, "Ci and Xiheng have different opinions. If it is possible, Ci hopes to renovate Jishan."
Now the damage to Jishan Tangquan is not very big. If you wait for decades and then go back and toss, I don't know if it can be rescued.
Jiang Pengji glanced at the tablet that Zhang Ping asked Wei Ci to take along, and it wrote his reasons for objection.
Zhang Ping didn't say anything about repairing the soup spring just for pleasure, he just felt that the cost was too great.
Jiang Pengji asked, "Is there any reason?"
Wei Ci also knew that her troubles would increase the reconstruction budget, and she felt a little embarrassed.
He said, "Have you ever thought about living in Shangjing for a long time in the future?"
Jiang Pengji said, "Earthquakes have occurred in Shangjing, and maybe they won't happen again in hundreds of years. Maybe they will happen every once in a while. No one can say anything about celestial phenomena. Living in this place, no one will feel at ease. If there is further development, it is natural to look elsewhere.”
Just because there was an earthquake in Shangjing, if she were to rule the world in the future, she wouldn't consider setting the capital here.
Wei Ci said, "Ci took a closer look. In Shangjing, apart from Tangquan and the capital, there is no other place that stands out."
Shangjing is no longer the capital city, nor will it be the capital of the country in the future, so what features are left
Earthquakes have occurred here again, and if there are no other means, perhaps this place will not prosper within a hundred years.
If the Jishan Tangquan can be preserved, at least it is still a feature.
Jiang Pengji understood what Wei Ci wanted to express, and was silent for a while, then she said, "Just do what you want."
Wei Ci was shocked and leaned over to thank him.
He is not a stupid person, if he doesn't understand this, he is really stupid.
His lord seems to condone him... On the premise of not violating the principle, seems to be particularly condoning
Wei Ci was very flustered, with some indescribable joy and some indescribable fear.
He didn't know how to respond, so he could only choose to be silent.
In addition to the matter of Jishan Tangquan, there is another matter that also needs Jiang Pengji's decision.
It's not a big thing, but it's not a small thing.
"Building a reservoir?" Jiang Pengji asked, "Whose idea?"
Wei Ci said, "This is Chongming and Ci's idea."
Shao Guang was inspired by the Xiangyang County Reservoir, and felt that he could use the terrain to build the reservoir. Once completed, Shangyang County would benefit a lot. As long as the drought is not particularly severe, this place can survive. It's just that the project is too huge, and he can't help it.
So Shao Guang went to Wei Ci, feeling a little deep in his heart.