"These manuscripts should be of some use to you. Take all of them back for reference." Jiang Pengji said bluntly, "There are more complete regulations for farming. I'll get someone to send you a copy when the time comes. There shouldn't be any mistakes if you follow it step by step. Zong Guang's main task is to formulate a detailed regulation on how to replenish the fertility of the farmland. It's best if it can be used next spring to guarantee a harvest the next year. "
When Dou Xi heard that, he was both excited and forced a smile.
This was a big task. If it was done well, he would be worthy of the title of Cadet.
If it was not done well, it would not be as simple as ruining his reputation. He would lose all standing and reputation.
However, Dou Xi was not a man who backed down when faced with a difficult problem. He took a deep breath and solemnly accepted this important task.
The first batch of public toilets was built within the boundaries of Xiangyang district.
Basically, there was one public toilet on each street. Every toilet was divided into two sections for men and women.
Due to the lack of technology, although Xiangyang district had drainage pipes, there was no network management system specially used to deal with dirty excrement.
If public toilets were to be built, they could only choose dry toilets. Someone would be sent to clean the manure tank regularly to ensure that the smell would not be too strong.
This move won the support of many people. Although there were toilet buckets in their homes, it was not easy to deal with. They could not build toilets for every household. When they went out to work or do business, many people and traders could only find a secluded place to relieve themselves. It was fine for men. They could lift their pants and turn their backs to the crowd. Any corner of the wall could be a toilet, but it was inconvenient for women.
From a certain perspective, this was one of the reasons that prevented women from leaving the shackles of their families.
Although Jiang Pengji was strict with the public security and health management of Xiangyang district, there were always people who knowingly violated the law.
It was better on the main streets where business was flourishing. People did not dare to act recklessly. However, it was bad in the remote corners. When the weather was hot, the stench was overwhelming. Sometimes when they went out, they would accidentally step on a pile of cow, sheep, pig, dog, or human waste.
This was the situation in the big cities, not to mention the small places.
Regarding this, the ordinary people were used to it. They had nothing to complain about.
Unexpectedly, Jiang Pengji suddenly came up with such a move. The ordinary people naturally celebrated and beamed with joy.
People were thick-skinned. Even illiterate people had a sense of shame. They also knew that exposing their private parts in the open was an eyesore. They had no choice in the past. It would be great if there were public toilets for them to solve their physiological problems.
Most of the commoners were looking forward to it, but not everyone was in favor of this plan.
There was no lack of contrarians in this world who felt good about themselves and would find fault with everything.
"Who doesn't have a bowl? Why did they have to make such a thing? It's really a waste of manpower and money."
He was scolding Jiang Pengji for looking for trouble and for not knowing where to spend her money.
"What kind of public toilets are separated by gender? Most of the women don't go out at all. What's the point of doing this? "
"Although the public toilet isn't an open field, it's not a house either. How can a woman take off her clothes as she pleases? If she's not careful, someone might see it …"
This was because the existence of women's toilets was meaningless. Some people were worried that women would be taken advantage of in public toilets.
If a woman was offended in a public toilet, who would she look to for justice?
When Jiang Pengji said that the female toilet would be strictly guarded to ensure the safety of the women, the group of people had something to say.
It took so much manpower to manage and maintain a public building that was not profitable at all. It was really a waste of manpower and money.
Jiang Pengji was speechless.
The contrarians really couldn't be provoked. No matter what she did, they could find fault with it.
No matter how the group of ancient "keyboard warriors" pointed at the country and spoke with vigor, Jiang Pengji still had to do what she had to do.
She had a lot of things on her hands. Not only did she have to follow Han Yu to revise the child protection law several times, but she also had to make the law conform to morality and adapt to the current trend. She also had to guide Dou Xi from the side. The group of people traveled from south to north …
Once she was busy, she forgot everything.
When the public toilets were completed and put into use, the child protection law began to take shape, and Dou Xi figured out a simple plan to gain weight … More than a month passed by in a flash. The temperature was getting colder. It was late autumn. Jiang Pengji finally found a chance to take a breath and stop her busy steps.
Of course, she didn't relax much. There was still a pile of official documents in the government office.
When she was ready to face reality with a tragic heart, she found a figure who looked like a pine and bamboos sitting in the hall with his head bent over the table.
Jiang Pengji rubbed her eyebrows and went forward to ask, "Zixiao, have you recovered from your illness?"
Wei Ci heard the movement and raised his head to look at Jiang Pengji. His slightly pale lips curled into a warm smile.
He stood up and bowed. "Greetings, my lord. Ci has recovered greatly."
Jiang Pengji squeezed his hand. The temperature of his hand was much lower than normal.
"You call this recovering greatly? It wasn't easy for me to grow that little bit of fat in the past. It's all gone after not seeing you for a while. Although government affairs are busy, we still have enough manpower. Why did a sick person like you jump out to join in the fun? "She sighed." If you really want to recuperate, you should be rounder, right? "
Jiang Pengji preferred slightly chubby men. It felt good to hold and touch them. However, Wei Ci belonged to the typical type of person who couldn't gain weight no matter how much she raised him.
Wei Ci said, "To be able to do something within my ability for my lord, for me, this is more nourishing than any nourishing medicine."
Things happened one after another outside. He saw it and felt anxious. How could he sit still?
When the injuries on his body were almost healed, Wei Ci immediately returned to his post.
He was a model worker!
Jiang Pengji sat by the table and played with his big sleeve with one hand. "So, Zixiao, are you sure that you've recovered?"
Wei Ci's gaze was somewhat puzzled, but he still nodded honestly.
"Zixiao, do you still remember that I said that I would give you a gift when you've recovered?"
The corners of Jiang Pengji's lips curled into a malicious smile. Wei Ci's heart was pounding.
He had an ominous premonition.
"I'm indeed almost recovered." Wei Ci could only think about it again and again. "My lord loves me so much. My family doesn't lack anything …"
Jiang Pengji used her index finger to touch his lips. She smiled and said, "Wrong, wrong. You really don't have the thing that I want to give you."
Wei Ci was speechless.
The ominous premonition was getting stronger. What should he do?
Although he said so, Wei Ci waited for a long time uneasily, but he didn't receive the gift that Jiang Pengji was talking about. He was relieved and a little melancholic at the same time.
Did my lord forget?
Of course not. Jiang Pengji was simply too busy.
It was nearing the end of the year. There would only be a lot of things waiting to be dealt with. How would she have the extra energy to think about love affairs?
Anyway, Wei Ci's frog soup had been cooked for so many years. Whether it was earlier or later, the result would be the same.
Feng Zhen saw that Jiang Pengji could still smile even when she was so busy. He suddenly felt horrified.
"My lord, have you encountered something good?"
Jiang Pengji raised her hand and placed it on Feng Zhen's shoulder. She smiled unrestrainedly.
"Take a guess?"
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