Eight Hundred and Fifty-Five: I Opened a Fake Live Broadcast Room (1)

Cheng Jing felt that these few days were probably the most torturous and ups and downs for him.

When he heard that Jiang Pengji asked him to go back, he immediately felt amnesty, secretly wiped the cold sweat off his face, and bowed to leave.

Looking at the blazing flames in the distance, Cheng Jing's fear of Jiang Pengji deepened.

Who the hell is this person, who can kill even that kind of evil spirit again and again?

More importantly, will that evildoer revive and come to the world again?

Cheng Jing didn't know about these things.

He was sitting in the carriage and was about to go back to the place where he stayed. There was a rush of horseshoes in front of him, and his driver had to get out of the way.

Now it's this time, why are there still people galloping on the street?

Cheng Jing lifted the curtain of the car to take a look, and saw that the person on the horse looked very familiar, so he couldn't help but yelled.

"Zixiao?"

The night was too dark, he just felt that the other person's figure was very familiar, and he couldn't see the side face clearly, and he was not sure if the other person was Wei Ci.

Cheng Jing and Wei Ci belong to Mr. Yuan Jing's school. They are not only brothers and sisters, but also close friends who cherish each other.

However, in this era, there are no convenient communication tools, let alone the Internet or video chat, and we can only rely on letters that are not very safe and inefficient. Speaking of which, Cheng Jing and Wei Ci haven't seen each other for almost three or four years, how can they not be surprised to meet again now?

If this is not the case, how can meeting an old friend in a foreign land become one of the four great joys in life?

The man on the horse heard someone calling him, so he pulled the rein in a hurry.

Based on his reputation, isn't that face Wei Ci?

"You Mo?" Wei Ci was also pleasantly surprised, never expecting to see his old friend here. It's a pity that now is not the time for old friends to reminisce about the old days. He rushed here from Shangjing because he really has something urgent to do, so the reminiscence about the past can only be postponed for a while.

Cheng Jing also saw that Wei Ci was full of dust, so he must have suffered a lot.

He thoughtfully said, "Jing is still in Xiangyang these few days, there is no rush to reminisce about the old days, Zixiao should go get busy with business first."

Wei Ci bowed on horseback,

Wielding the whip again, he rushed all the way towards the county government.

Cheng Jing was surprised, what happened to make Wei Ci rush?

Jiang Pengji also had the same question. She had just sent someone to dispose of the body of the time-traveling woman when Wei Ci asked to see her.

"Isn't Zixiao building the state capital in Shangjing?"

Now that the weather is still hot, we are traveling back and forth, Wei Ci's body is weak, what if he accidentally falls ill?

"Hurry up and get someone to come in, and then prepare some stomach-warming food. Zixiao is traveling all the way, I'm afraid he won't have time to have a good meal."

Jiang Pengji ordered people to go to the small kitchen to prepare supper, just as Wei Ci came in from the outside, his face still covered with some gray stains.

"See my lord."

Wei Ci saluted, Jiang Pengji asked him to get up, and asked a casual question.

"What happened in Shangjing, why did you come back suddenly?"

Calculating the time, Wei Ci should have stayed in Beijing for a month before returning home. Could it be that something went wrong in the construction of the state capital?

Jiang Pengji looked at Wei Ci's face and saw that he was in a calm mood, so it seemed that nothing bad happened.

Sure enough, Wei Ci took out several rolled up papers from the bamboo tube hanging on his waist.

"Some things are difficult to decide, so I hurried back and handed it over to the Lord for decision."

Although Jiang Pengji handed over the right to rebuild Shangjing to Wei Ci and Zhang Ping, they had a sense of propriety and had to ask her for instructions on some matters.

Jiang Pengji took it and said, "Your body has not recovered well. If there is any important matter, just let someone pass it on. Why do you go there yourself? The weather is still hot, and you are not heat-resistant. If you get sick What can I do on the way?"

Hearing this, Wei Ci lowered his head slightly, not daring to look up at her, but the heat in his ears made him feel uncomfortable.

Jiang Pengji didn't care about Wei Ci's reaction, but carefully looked at the things Wei Ci sent up.

There are many miscellaneous things in it, but there are two things that are most important.

One is Ji Shan outside Shangjing. Ji Shan has many hot springs, which is the wealth bestowed by heaven.

When the Shangjing earthquake occurred, Jishan Tangquan was destroyed in a large area, and the springs changed a lot.

Wei Ci wanted to take advantage of this reconstruction and re-plan and rest the area of ​​Jishan by the way, so he couldn't just waste it like this.

Of course, Zhang Ping disagreed with him.

In Zhang Ping's inherent impression, Tangquan was only entitled to the rich and powerful, and it was regarded as the endorsement of extravagance.

Now even the capital of Shangjing has not been rebuilt, so why allocate manpower to torment Jishan Tangquan, isn't it a waste?

Jiang Pengji asked Wei Ci, "What does Zixiao mean?"

Wei Ci said, "Ci and Xiheng have different opinions. If possible, Ci hopes to rebuild Ji Shan."

Now Jishan Tangquan is not damaged very much. If we wait decades and turn around, we don't know if it can be rescued.

Jiang Pengji took a look at the letter that Zhang Ping asked Wei Ci to send along, which contained his reasons for objecting.

Zhang Ping didn't say anything about repairing Tangquan just for pleasure, he just felt that the cost was too high.

Jiang Pengji asked, "Is there any reason?"

Wei Ci also knew that his incident would increase the reconstruction budget, so he felt a little embarrassed.

He said, "My lord, do you think about living in Shangjing for a long time in the future?"

Jiang Pengji said, "There was an earthquake in Shangjing, maybe it won't happen again in hundreds of years, maybe it happens every now and then, no one can say anything about celestial phenomena. Living in this place, no one can feel at ease. If it happens in the future If there is further development, it is natural to find another place.”

Just because there was an earthquake in Shangjing, she would not consider setting up the capital here if she wanted to rule the world in the future.

Wei Ci said, "Ci took a closer look, and there is no other outstanding place in Shangjing except Tangquan and the capital city."

Shangjing is no longer the capital, and it will not be the capital of the country in the future, so what are the remaining characteristics?

There was another earthquake here, if there were no other means, perhaps this place would not be able to prosper within a hundred years.

If Jishan Tangquan can be preserved, it will at least be a feature.

Jiang Pengji understood what Wei Ci wanted to express, she was silent for a while, then she said, "Let's do it according to your wishes."

Wei Ci was shocked all over, and leaned over to thank him.

He is not a dull person, if he still does not understand, he is probably really stupid.

His lord seems to be particularly indulgent towards him... on the premise of not violating the principle?

Wei Ci was very flustered, both indescribably joyful and indescribably terrified.

He didn't know how to respond, so he could only choose to remain silent.

Apart from Ji Shan Tangquan's matter, there was another matter that Jiang Pengji needed to make a decision on.

This matter is not big, but it is not small.

"Build a reservoir?" Jiang Pengji asked, "Whose idea?"

Wei Ci said, "This is Chongming and Ci's idea."

Inspired by the reservoir in Xiangyang County, Shao Guang felt that he could use the terrain to build a reservoir. Once completed, Shangyang County would benefit a lot. As long as there is not a particularly severe drought, this area can survive. It's just that the project is too huge, and he feels unable to handle it.

So Shao Guang went to Wei Ci, feeling a little downhearted. To find this site, please search for "" or enter the URL: