No, gentlemen also guard against

Chapter 89

I have to admit that Wei Lai's tea art is very good, and she can become a teacher.

Especially those narrow and slender hands.

Qianqian's ten fingers, the nails are evenly cut, glowing with healthy pink pearls.

Her pale and slender hands don't have much flesh, but they have excellent bones.

Everyone who understands understands that beauty is not skinny, and the same is true for judging beauties.

This kind of skinny catkin is the most terrible thing.

And Vila made the most of it.

In addition, there is a famous teacher on the side to guide carefully and give advice from time to time.

Respecting her teacher, she lowered her head and frowned, and slowly brewed a pot of strong tea with her small face seriously.

Occasionally roll your eyes up and look at him, expecting to be praised.

What makes people even more emotional is that Wei Lai not only has tea art, but also tea virtue.

For the teachers who teach and teach, they are as obedient as they are heart and soul.

She didn't think too much about the tea she brewed herself, so she grabbed the teacup and tasted the tea.

It can be said to be salty and thick, with ups and downs.

All in a cup of tea.

In the tea ceremony, Wei Lai, as a tea artisan, brews tea as the center.

And Ouyang Rong, a tea drinker, used the time of a cup of tea to calm down his body and mind and purify himself.

Then, under Wei Lai's soft reminder, he frowned slightly, and worried about the water control of Butterfly Creek, which he had been busy with during the day.

After a closer look, it is indeed a Butterfly Creek, which looks like a butterfly, and the flood is serious, and there is no grass on both sides.

As we all know, the places with severe floods in the world have always been because the rivers are extremely narrow and winding, unable to release floods and stagger peaks immediately, and the water level of the upstream Daze continues to rise sharply, and there is a risk of floods rushing down at any time.

But it is this feeling that the flood will not come in the future is the most depressing, like the sultry atmosphere before a heavy rain, which makes people sweat and wet their clothes.

Wei Lai, who suffered from the flood of Butterfly Creek, raised her hand to suggest that she go directly to the Folding Canal, cut the bends and straighten them, and use the fastest way to get it done once and for all.

Ouyang Rong nodded, kindly rewarded her with a big chestnut on her head, and refuted this radical plan.

He suggested to take it slowly, first protect the Digong gate in the upper reaches of Butterfly Creek to prevent it from being destroyed by floods, and then adopt the method of widening the river downstream to discharge floods at different peaks.

Wei Lai clutched the bag on her head and obediently agreed.

In the end, the two discussed in whispers again, and came up with a suitable water control plan.

The young county magistrate began to deal with the flood in Butterfly Creek.

Is a hard worker, day and night are not idle.

……

In the morning, Meilu Garden.

At the breakfast table in the west hall.

"What is Tan Lang thinking?"

"Ah? It's okay, I'm thinking... about water control."

The woman in a skirt with a hosta in her temple hair looked curiously at her nephew who was distracted while drinking porridge.

She couldn't help but said:
"But Tan Lang's face is a bit strange."

"What's wrong?" Ouyang Rong lowered his head and sipped his porridge, asking calmly.

"It's just that this morning is...more ruddy than usual."

"Maybe it's this glutinous porridge, it's thick and hot, and nourishing." He nodded.

Not far from the dining table, the white-haired pretty maid who was arranging cakes with a certain Silla maidservant seemed to have thought of something, her little face blushed.

But she came here this morning, just like Ouyang Rong, her face was quite rosy, and the change did not attract the attention of the side who always looked down on her coldly.

"I'm full, I'm on duty, auntie eat slowly."

Ouyang Rong raised his head and drank the porridge, wiped the corners of his mouth, and coughed lightly to explain.

He got up, took the outer robe handed over by Wei Lai Xiao ran and put it on, rubbed the little head of the white-haired servant girl by the way, turned and went out to welcome a new day.

Wei Lai stood in front of the door, standing on tiptoe, with big gray-blue eyes looking forward to his back disappearing at the steps of the gate.

She tilted her head and raised her hand, caressing the temples of the hair he just rubbed a little cutely.

The girl's heart was as sweet as if it had been smeared with honey.

Today she is wearing a double pendant bun.

The master combed it for her after getting up in the morning after tossing and tossing. He said that he likes this kind of hair on the sideburns of women, and she wants to comb it for him every day.

Zhen looked at his nephew's back in a strange way, feeling that something was wrong with him today.

Where it is, I can't say.

From the corner of the eye, the woman in the skirt caught a glimpse of the little white-haired maid who was looking around foolishly, and frowned slightly.

This unlucky girl looked a little different no matter what.

It seems a little more confident...

Stepping on the morning sun, Ouyang Rong strolled into the gate of the county government office.

When the subordinate officials greeted him, he just nodded, not wanting to talk much, his face was slightly calm, as if he was thinking about life.

She hasn't relapsed for a long time, and Wei Lai is too sticky, so she can forget about it at night, but she can't help but reveal her righteousness when she wakes up early.

He kind of understood the state of Su and Yan who were speechless all the way yesterday.

"Leaking righteousness, remember a major demerit."

Ouyang Rong sighed, the reason why he decided to touch Wei Lai last night was that he suddenly realized a problem, if he left, what would happen to his personal maid?The Zhen family doesn't like her, and the Great Zhou Dynasty doesn't welcome her, and she can't go back to her hometown... How can she settle down for the young Wei Lai?
It seems that there is only one way, which is to use the etiquette of this era: as long as it is a woman who has been touched by him, the Zhen family and the Nanlong Ouyang family will have to pinch their noses... So last night, under Wei Lai's almost humble begging eyes, Ouyang Rong let go of his hand, half-pushed and half-finished, but he held back in the end, did not destroy the Di Gong gate, and held the final bottom line.

In addition, it wasn't that he didn't gain anything last night... When he was controlling the water in Butterfly Creek somewhere last night, Ouyang Rong did think of a brand new water control plan, or in other words, an improved version of the original one.

I remember Wei Lai was the inspiration for him.

At that time, his general question was: If the Broken Wing Canal cannot be dug well in a short time, how will the flood of Butterfly Creek be cured.

The white-haired girl with a red face made a suggestion in a low voice, roughly meaning: these days, the owner can first shallowly dig the folded wing canal, it’s okay if you don’t go deep, just dig shallowly, and you can cure as much water as you can.

A certain person knows everything and is directly enlightened:

"Yeah, who said that the Zheyi Canal must be dug to the deepest and pursue a great success. The current flood is imminent, and it can be used as soon as possible. The shallower the river, the shallower it is. No matter how bad it is, it can weaken some flood peaks. It is better than floods." It’s done, it’s only half of the excavation, it’s better to be helpless!”

Ouyang Rong, full of fighting spirit, walked into the official office, opened the newly created file, and began to study at the desk.

"There's a lot to do."

Not long after, the young county magistrate muttered and summoned his servants, and immediately summoned Diao County Cheng, Yan Liulang, Liu Ashan and others.

He explained the new idea carefully.

Everyone looked at each other in blank dismay, with different reactions.

Diao Xiancheng was a little shocked:
"Mingfu, you mean that the Zhayi Canal will be divided into two phases. In the first phase, the depth will be lowered, and the channel will be excavated temporarily. First, the general channel will be excavated. In the second phase, the channel will be widened and deepened, and the channel will be completed according to the original target?"

"That's right! How?"

The young county magistrate was decisive, his eyes swept around the crowd.

The magistrate of Diao County was silent.

Yan Liulang didn't understand this, so he didn't speak.

Liu Ashan seldom opened his mouth, so he reminded:

"My lord, this kind of segmented construction will definitely lead to a lot of useless work."

"Nothing, these losses are acceptable."

Ouyang Rong nodded vigorously:
"Gentlemen, what we are short of now is not food and silver, not workers, we only need time! If there is no objection, then let's do this!"

In the morning, the sun fell on the robe at the feet, and the young county magistrate stood up decisively and made a decision:
"The order will be passed down, and the depth of the canal will be changed from now on, and the measurement will be re-measured... Within two months, I will see a canal with broken wings that can be diverted and released at any time!"

Everyone looked at each other and clasped their hands together.

"Here."

　Didn't sleep, here we come!Although it's a bit short... (sad)
　　
　
(End of this chapter)