Cheng Jing felt that the past few days were probably the most torturous and full of ups and downs for him.
When he heard that Jiang Pengji asked him to go back, he felt as if he had been pardoned. He secretly wiped the cold sweat off his face, bowed, and retreated.
Looking at the blazing fire in the distance, Cheng Jing's fear of Jiang Pengji deepened.
Who exactly was this person? He was actually able to kill that kind of demon over and over again?
Most importantly, would that monster rise from the ashes and descend upon the world once more?
Cheng Jing did not know any of these things.
He sat in the carriage and prepared to return to the place where he was staying. There was a hurried sound of horse hooves in front of him. His coachman had to give way.
Why was there someone galloping on a horse on the street at this time?
Cheng Jing lifted the curtain of the carriage and saw that the person riding on the horse looked very familiar. He could not help but call out.
"Zixiao?"
The night was too dark. He only felt that the figure was very familiar. He could not see the side of the face clearly, so he was not sure if it was Wei Ci.
Cheng Jing and Wei Ci were both disciples of Master Yuanjing. They were not only brothers but also close friends who appreciated each other's talents.
However, there were no convenient communication tools in this era. There was no internet or video chat. They could only rely on letters that were not safe and efficient. Speaking of which, Cheng Jing and Wei Ci had not seen each other for almost three or four years. How could he not be surprised that they could meet again?
If not, how could meeting an old friend in a foreign land be one of the four happy events in life?
The man on the horse heard someone calling him and hurriedly pulled the reins.
Following the voice, wasn't that Wei Ci's face?
"Youmo?" Wei Ci was also pleasantly surprised. He did not expect to see his old friend here. It was a pity that it was not the time for old friends to catch up. He hurried over from Shangjing because he had an urgent matter to attend to. He could only postpone the reunion.
Cheng Jing could also see that Wei Ci was covered in dust. He had probably suffered a lot.
He said with understanding, "I'm still in Xiangyang these few days. There's no hurry to catch up. Zixiao, go and do your work first."
Wei Ci bowed while riding on the horse. He waved the whip again and rushed towards the district headquarters.
Cheng Jing was surprised. He did not know what happened to make Wei Ci in such a hurry.
Jiang Pengji had the same question. She had just sent someone to deal with the corpse of the time-traveler when Wei Ci asked to see her.
"Isn't Zixiao building the provincial government in Shangjing?"
The weather was still hot and they had to travel back and forth. Wei Ci's body was weak, what if he fell ill?
"Quickly let them in and prepare some food to warm their stomachs. Zixiao has been traveling all the way, I'm afraid he won't have time to have a good meal. "
Jiang Pengji ordered someone to prepare supper in the small kitchen. Just then, Wei Ci came in from outside, his face still covered with some dust stains.
"Greetings, my lord."
Wei Ci saluted. Jiang Pengji asked him to stand up.
"What happened in Shang Jing? Why did you suddenly come back?"
Calculating the time, Wei Ci should have stayed in Shangjing for a month before returning. Could it be that something went wrong during the construction of the prefecture?
Jiang Pengji looked at Wei Ci's face and saw that he was calm. It seemed like it was not a bad thing.
As expected, Wei Ci took out a few pieces of rolled up paper from the bamboo tube hanging on his waist.
"There are some things that are difficult to decide, so I hurried back to hand them over to my lord to make a decision."
Although Jiang Pengji had given the authority to rebuild Shangjing to Wei Ci and Zhang Ping, they had a sense of propriety and still had to consult her on some matters.
Jiang Pengji said as she took the paper, "Your body has yet to recover. If there's anything urgent, you can just send someone to pass it to me. Why do you have to personally make a trip? The weather is still hot and you can't stand the heat. What if you fall ill on the way? "
Wei Ci heard this and lowered his head slightly. He did not dare to look up at her, but his ears were very hot and it made him feel uncomfortable.
Jiang Pengji did not care about Wei Ci's reaction. Instead, she carefully looked at the things that Wei Ci had brought.
There were many miscellaneous things inside, but there were two things that were the most important.
One was Ji Shan outside Shangjing. Ji Shan had many hot springs, which was a gift from the heavens.
During the earthquake in Shangjing, Ji Shan's hot springs were destroyed on a large scale. The spring's mouth changed greatly.
Wei Ci wanted to take advantage of the reconstruction and reorganize the area around Ji Shan. He could not let it go to waste.
Of course, Zhang Ping disagreed with him.
In Zhang Ping's inherent impression, hot springs were something that only the rich and powerful had the right to enjoy. It was a symbol of extravagance.
Now that even Shangjing had not been rebuilt, why should they allocate manpower to Ji Shan's hot springs? Wouldn't it be a waste?
Jiang Pengji asked Wei Ci, "What do you think, Zixiao?"
Wei Ci said, "I have a different opinion from Xiheng. If possible, I hope to rebuild Ji Shan."
The damage to Ji Shan's hot springs was not very great. If they waited for a few decades to come back and cause trouble, they did not know if it could be salvaged.
Jiang Pengji looked at the letter that Zhang Ping asked Wei Ci to bring along. It contained the reasons for his objection.
Zhang Ping did not say that rebuilding the hot springs was just for enjoyment. He just felt that the cost would be too high.
Jiang Pengji asked, "Is there any reason?"
Wei Ci also knew that if he caused trouble, it would increase the reconstruction budget. He felt a little awkward.
He said, "Has my lord thought of staying in Shangjing for a long time in the future?"
Jiang Pengji said, "There has been an earthquake in Shangjing. It might not happen again for hundreds of years. Maybe it will happen every few days. No one can predict what will happen in the sky. No one would feel at ease living in this place. If there is further development in the future, we will naturally have to find another place. "
Based on the earthquake that had happened in Shangjing, if she wanted to unify the world in the future, she would not consider setting the capital here.
Wei Ci said, "I have looked carefully. In Shangjing, other than the hot springs and the capital, there is no other outstanding place."
Shangjing was no longer the capital, and it would not be the capital in the future. What special feature would it have?
There had been an earthquake here. If there were no other means, perhaps this place would not prosper in a hundred years.
If Ji Shan's hot springs could be preserved, it would at least be a special feature.
Jiang Pengji understood what Wei Ci wanted to express. After a moment of silence, she said, "Let's do as you say."
Wei Ci's body trembled, and he bowed to thank her.
He was not a stupid person. If he still did not understand, he was afraid that he was really stupid.
His lord … seemed to be especially indulgent towards him under the premise that it did not violate her principles?
Wei Ci was very flustered. There was some indescribable joy, but also some indescribable fear.
He did not know how to respond, so he could only choose to remain silent.
Other than the matter of Ji Shan's hot springs, there was another matter that needed Jiang Pengji's approval.
This matter could not be said to be big, but it was not small either.
"Building a reservoir?" Jiang Pengji asked, "Whose idea was it?"
Wei Ci said, "This was Chongming and Ci's idea."
Shao Guang was inspired by the reservoir in Xiangyang District. He felt that if he could use the terrain to build a reservoir, once it was completed, Shangyang County would benefit a lot. As long as it was not a particularly serious drought, this place could survive. It was just that the project was too big, and he felt that he could not handle it.
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