Splendid peasant girl busy farming

Chapter 1185 Is he still a man (three more)
Yang Ruoqing scolded Mu Zichuan all over her face.

In terms of swearing, her aura is directly inherited from the Tan family, and she is better than blue than blue.

He scolded so much that his spit flew all over the place, and Mu Zichuan lowered his head, wishing he could hang down in the mud.

He also scolded Mu Zichuan so much that his face was red and his ears were red, he felt ashamed!
"Why don't you say anything? Are you talking?"

Tired of cursing, Yang Ruoqing asked again.

"What happened? Why didn't you go back to the village and hide here to get drunk?"

Hearing Yang Ruoqing's question, Mu Zichuan shook his head and smiled bitterly.

"I'm useless, I'm really useless, I'm just a useless person who can only read dead books..."

He said with a dejected look on his face.

"Qing'er, go back and leave me alone."

"Our good decision was rejected by the people above..."

"Go back and tell the folks that the canal won't be dug anymore, so what should you do? I, Mu Zichuan, am a worthless wretch..."

"Muzichuan!"

Before Mu Zichuan could finish speaking, Luo Fengtang suddenly yelled behind him.

Like a thunderbolt, Mu Zichuan was stunned.

The moment he turned his head away, Luo Fengtang moved.

The tall and burly figure rushed over here with a gust of wind.

Luo Fengtang grabbed Mu Zichuan by the collar and lifted him up from the stool.

The fist the size of a sandbag hit Mu Zichuan's handsome white face.

"Oh!"

"Uh……"

Mu Zichuan snorted and fell to the ground.

Luo Fengtang rushed over, leaned over and grabbed Mu Zichuan by the collar, and roared at him.

"Mu Zichuan, are you still a man?"

"Are you going to give up when you encounter a little difficulty?"

"Don't you like Qing'er? Don't you always want to compete with me and snatch Qing'er?"

"Just like you, cowardly, softie, do you deserve to like her? Are you worthy to compete with me? Pooh!"

One side of Mu Zichuan's face was swollen, and the corners of his mouth were bloodshot.

But he didn't bother to wipe it, he opened his eyes and stared straight at Luo Fengtang in front of him.

Luo Fengtang was still on fire.

"Isn't it just that the strategy was rejected? It's not that the sky is falling."

"Rejected, let's think of a way together, and then go to convince the people above. As for you, just leave the mess and leave it alone?"

"The water doesn't recede, the villagers are the ones affected, and your mother is also inside!"

"You don't care about the life and death of the folks, your mother's life, you should take care of it, right?"

Then, Luo Fengtang let go of his hand, got up and stood aside to follow.

He pointed to Mu Zichuan on the ground: "If you are a man, stand up for me, and we will continue."

"You have to confess, you lie back on the ground like a dog."

"Without you, Qing'er and I will continue to treat the water!"

After Luo Fengtang finished speaking, he stopped talking.

Yang Ruoqing didn't speak again.

What she wanted to say, Luo Fengtang had already said it all for her.

Move it with emotion and understand it with reason, and then, how to make a choice depends on Mu Zichuan himself.

Mu Zichuan sat on the ground, staring blankly at Luo Fengtang and Yang Ruoqing.

He gritted his teeth and got up from the ground.

"I don't admit to being a coward, I, Mu Zichuan, am not a coward!"

His eyes were red, he clenched his fists, and almost yelled these words at the two of them.

Luo Fengtang and Yang Ruoqing looked at each other, and both breathed a sigh of relief at the same time.

……

After tidying up the table casually, the three of them sat down and discussed the matter of water control again.

From Mu Zichuan's mouth, Yang Ruoqing learned about it.

As soon as Mu Zichuan presented the water control strategy of growing vines and melons, Master Zhang attached great importance and approval.

However, another imperial envoy, Mr. Xu, strongly opposed it.

The reason Mr. Xu objected was that digging canals was time-consuming and labor-intensive, and cost lives and money.

And now that the flood is besieged, digging rivers and canals will undoubtedly not be able to quench the near thirst.

Then Master Xu gave Mu Zichuan a severe reprimand, blaming him for his ineffectiveness and asking him to come back and reflect.

"Such a good water control strategy has been rejected, what exactly does Master Xu want to do?" Luo Fengtang frowned.

"Then he himself, has he figured out any more effective water control strategies?" He asked.

mu Zichuan shook his head.

"Master Xu said that there is no rush to control the flood, but a long-term plan." He said.

"But from my point of view, Mr. Xu's remarks are simply delays. He doesn't pay attention to the suffering of the common people at all."

"Rejecting my strategy is not really advisable. It's just..."

Mu Zichuan hesitated to speak.

Yang Ruoqing is ice-snow smart, how could she not understand when she heard this?

"Master Xu and Master Zhang are fighting openly and secretly?" she asked.

mu Zichuan nodded.

"You are not outsiders, so it's okay to tell you." He said.

"To tell you the truth, Da Qi Sheng is almost old, and the establishment of a reserve has been put on the agenda in recent years."

"The princes are all adults, and each one of them is eager to try."

"Ministers of the court, Chinese and military, the three elders of the cabinet, princes and nobles, and several famous families in Daqi are secretly standing in line."

"The two ministers, Xu and Zhang, belong to different camps when it comes to establishing a reserve."

"So, disaster relief and flood control are also a kind of fighting method for the two of them."

"I am Master Zhang's disciple. If my strategy has achieved miraculous results and the Holy Majesty rewards me, Master Xu will naturally be displeased. Therefore, he dismissed it..."

After listening to Mu Zichuan's explanation, Yang Ruoqing and Luo Fengtang suddenly realized.

Luo Fengtang was so angry that he thumped the table hard.

"Why are you an official? Just looking at the harvest of one-third of an acre of land, regardless of the life and death of the common people, annoyed!" He said.

Yang Ruoqing also sneered and shook her head: "Being an official doesn't make decisions for the people, it's better to go home and sell sweet potatoes."

"The officialdom is so treacherous, I really learned it!" she said.

Mu Zichuan also expressed emotion, the road to becoming an official is really difficult.

It's not just that you can only do knowledge, you will fight openly and secretly, and intrigue.

I haven't touched the center of power yet, but I'm already feeling tired.

However, the road is chosen by oneself, no matter how difficult it is, you have to go on bravely.

"That's about all I know." Mu Zichuan brought the topic back on track.

"The problem now is that our water control strategy of growing vines and melons has been rejected, what should we do now?" he asked.

Luo Fengtang frowned, lost in thought.

Yang Ruoqing rested her elbows on the table, her thumb and index finger lightly touching her delicate chin, and she was also pondering.

For a moment, her eyes lit up and she snapped her fingers.

"I think of someone, maybe, he can help us solve this urgent need." She said.

"Who?"

Luo Fengtang and Mu Zichuan asked almost in unison.

Yang Ruoqing said: "White Old Five!"

Luo Fengtang suddenly realized, and his eyes lit up.

Mu Zichuan was at a loss: "Who is Bai Lao Wu? I have never heard of this person..."

Yang Ruoqing pursed her lips: "It would be strange if you had heard of it."

"Bai Lao Wu, we all call him Uncle Bai. He works in the southern military camp and knows me and Tang Yazi well."

(End of this chapter)