"Have you all decided to set the capital in Shangjing?"
Jiang Pengji felt that her subordinates had their own ideas. They had unanimously decided to rebuild Shangjing. They were all up to no good.
Jiang Pengji was not the only one who thought that way. Even the viewers in the streaming room thought that they were up to no good.
Under normal circumstances, she would broadcast live from seven in the morning to seven in the evening. Many viewers said that now that the live streaming industry was so developed, there was only one host in the world who was as dedicated and hardworking as she was and never cheated the audience.
The only problem was that there was a limit to the number of viewers in the streaming room. Every time they watched the stream, they had to compete on their speed and luck.
The streaming room only had a maximum of 150,000 viewers, but there were five to six billion people who knew about it.
Jiang Pengji's streaming room was renowned all over the world.
As a matter of fact, when she asked this question, countless bullet screens floated across the live broadcast screen.
Nongfu Shanquan Youdianxuan: "Streamer, you're playing with fire! After watching yesterday's video, I felt that something was going to happen. If the capital is set in Shangjing, won't everyone know what Sima Zhao is up to? "
Shenjia: "Haha, it should be changed. Everyone knows what Liu Lanting's intentions are."
Huxian Hongyan: "What a pity. I really want to see what the little emperor and empress dowager's faces will look like if the streamer sets the capital in Shangjing."
Bubble's Dream: "Tsk. What else can they look like? They'll look like they drank a vat of yellow sh * t."
Qianqiu Bubai: "Retch. Your analogy is disgusting. I'm having lunch in the company's cafeteria."
Most of the viewers in the streaming room were cheering for Jiang Pengji and her subordinates.
With the royal family still around, they had the guts to build the capital in what used to be the capital.
What did that mean?
A viewer's bullet screen was very vivid.
Summer Departing Xianggu: "The streamer is up to no good. It's like the man eloping with his sister-in-law and concubine, leaving his wife sleeping on the bed. Not long after, a group of powerful bandits came, occupied the mansion, and slept with the man's wife.
Even if this first wife was a woman that the male master didn't want, if she was taken by a second stranger, how could his expression be good?
In addition to these jesting bullet screens, there were also a few weird bullet screens floating in the corner of the live broadcast screen.
Hua Hua Hao Nan Xue: "I don't care about anything else. I just want to know when the host will let go of her racial prejudice and open up other languages."
Waiguoren Xuehua: "In order to follow the live stream, I studied hard for three years and passed Level 10 of Mandarin, but there are still many things I don't understand.
In this regard, Jiang Pengji spread her hands. She was also very helpless.
The system had already been imprisoned by her, so there was no way for her to level up the livestream.
Speaking up to this point, he had to add that for some reason, the live stream had to be logged in using the Chinese network. Even the bullet screen was limited to the Chinese input method. As a result, many foreigners had to travel all the way to China to watch the live broadcast. Otherwise, they could only climb over the wall to watch the recorded broadcast on the Internet. Even when he came to China, he still had to learn the Chinese language if he wanted to send a bullet screen message and understand what the host was saying.
The more he said, the more tears there would be!
Jiang Pengji silently sympathized with the audience. Her subordinates exchanged glances and chose one of them to speak on behalf of her.
Feng Jin listed in detail the benefits of setting the provincial government in Shangjing. Everything he did was based on Jiang Pengji's interests. He had no other selfish motives.
After his impassioned speech, Feng Jin hesitantly added, "Shangjing was attacked by the earthquake. Nine out of ten buildings collapsed. If we rebuild it on top of the ruined city, I'm afraid we have to be extra careful. During the construction, we have to use sufficient materials. There must be no corruption or shoddy work. I think it's better to hire an experienced master craftsman to personally supervise the construction, design, and make overall plans. Only then can we comfort the people who have suffered from the earthquake. "
An earthquake had taken the lives of tens of thousands of people in a city. Even if such a dangerous place was rebuilt, the people would still have lingering fears.
If they wanted to attract the refugees to come closer, they had to let them know that the rebuilt buildings were sturdy and not afraid of the earthquake.
More importantly …
Jiang Pengji turned her gaze to Zhang Ping. "Xiheng, do you know how to do this?"
The other party was stunned for a moment. He immediately smiled bitterly and said, "It's not difficult for Ping to build a house and a room. I'm afraid it's beyond my ability to build a city. "
Jiang Pengji said nonchalantly, "It's not that troublesome to build a city. You just need to know how to build a house. As long as you copy and paste a house thousands of times, won't it be a city? Piling up the city walls and building the city walls, won't the prototype be there? As for the drainage system, you can check how the water pipes in Xiangyang District are laid and how the drainage system is drained. You can also learn a thing or two from it … "
Everyone was dumbfounded. Listening to their lord's words, it seemed that building a city was very simple.
They could guess what "copy" was literally, but what the hell was "paste"?
Jiang Pengji expressed that this question was a little profound. She should hire "Tang Qi", who the livestream viewers had been complaining about recently, to explain.
Zhang Ping was forced to do something beyond his ability. He immediately jumped up and down like a thunderclap.
Wei Ci, who was beside him, noticed his dilemma and said softly, "I have a few maps of the ancient city here. Maybe they'll be helpful to you."
When Zhang Ping heard that, he was suddenly enlightened. He felt that he had found a strong backer.
He decisively stepped out and dragged his friend Wei Ci into the fire pit without another word.
"My lord, I want to borrow someone from you."
Jiang Pengji said with a smile, "It's better to build the prefecture as soon as possible. Now is the time to cultivate and recuperate. Other matters are not busy, so naturally, I have to make way for this matter. Tell me, who do you want to borrow? As long as it's within my means, I'll try my best to fulfill your request. "
Zhang Ping bowed with folded hands and said, "My lord, please lend me Zixiao. Zixiao is erudite and multi-talented. He has dabbled in the Five Elements, Eight Trigrams, and Qimen Dunjia. He has also been particular about architecture, and he's also good at calligraphy and painting. If I can get Zixiao's help, I think I'll be able to draw the map of the prefecture very soon. "
Wei Ci was speechless.
I have something to say, but I don't know if I should say it!
He kindly lent out the precious map and tried to help his friend, but this stupid teammate directly pulled him into the fire pit.
He was furious!
Did this guy think that the map of a city was so easy to draw?
Jiang Pengji saw Wei Ci's expression of wanting to say something but hesitated. She couldn't help but curl the corners of her lips and say, "As you say."
Zhang Ping was overjoyed and hurriedly thanked her. "Thank you, my lord!"
Wei Ci was by Zhang Ping's side. He silently chuckled. He really wanted to beat the cheater beside him to death!
The others who were not named heaved a long sigh of relief. They had escaped!
They were not stupid. Even if they had not done it before, they knew how tiring it was to build a city. Working overtime was not considered tough, but they were afraid of living in the construction site all year round.
Everyone could not hide in time. Only one person did not know the inside story. He foolishly stepped out and volunteered.
This person was Shao Guang. No matter what, he was an otaku who practiced the way of Mohism. There would always be many similarities with the way of architecture.
Moreover, he was unusually curious about the drainage route of Xiangyang District. He planned to take advantage of this opportunity to understand the core technology.
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