Fang Zhongyong pulled out another page of the well-driving device he had drawn from his sleeve, gently spread it on the map, and then gave a general explanation to everyone:

"Reconstructing the abandoned city of Kuanzhou - that is, building Qingjian City, requires digging a well. According to the results jointly inferred by Lord Shen Kuo and Shen, there is indeed spring water below Qingjian City. However, a large amount of manpower and material resources must be consumed to reach a depth of 200 feet before water can be released.

If some effective auxiliary well drilling tools are provided, it will definitely achieve twice the result with half the effort."

Everyone surrounded him. Wen Yanbo took the lead in picking up the design drawing of the well-driving device, looked at it in a mess, and then looked at Fang Zhongyong with a little suspicion, thinking: I don’t understand what tool this is, but it seems that there is only one way to dig a well.

"Since that's the case, I should report this to the official family and force me to go to Kuanzhou Waste City to handle this matter. For specific budgets, etc., Lord Fang and the adults from the Ministry of Revenue should pay more attention to it." Fan Zhongyan's calm tone was full of firmness.

...

Chai Lin sat in Fang Zhongyong's room and waited for Fang Zhongyong to come back. Unexpectedly, it took a long time to go out of court, but he couldn't wait on the left and didn't wait on the right.

When I was bored, I had to walk outside the door and wandered around the inner room step by step.

There is a large screen wall in front of the Fang Mansion gate, all with grinding bricks and joints. The surrounding glass tiles are inlaid with the words "Yingxiang" in the middle. Like the Chai Mansion next to it, it is specially made of glass, but the Chai Mansion embedded with the words "Jinbao".

The gate with a geese-wing structure, the red lantern symbolizing the New Year has been hung high. There are brick flowers on both sides of the door stacks, one is Songlu Changchun, and the other is Crane Longevity. Inside the ritual door, two rows of room are passed, two doors are the flower walls of the second door, and the hand-papered veranda on both sides reaches the main hall.

There is a corridor in the middle, flower beds on both sides, Xifu Begonia planted on the west side, and magnolia on the east side. Two rows of newly moved in wintersweets are green plum varieties carefully collected by Chai Lin. They look as white as snow. Only when they are placed with the white wintersweet can you see a faint green color.

Chai Lin was wandering around, but his eyes kept looking at the east wing of the east yard where Wang Ziyue was. In the afternoon of the New Year, the maids dozed off under the eaves of the corridor in groups of three or three, making parrots. The doors in front and behind were open, but thick cotton curtains were hung.

Chai Lin thought about Ma Erya, who was making trouble with him for "The Legend of Zhen Huan", and decided to walk to Wang Ziyue's east wing alone.

When approaching the east wing, there was only a sound of playfulness. Chai Lin coughed gently outside the door, and there was a little bit of awkwardness inside. After a while, Yannong smiled and said, "Young Master Chai is here, please come in quickly."

As he said that, he called Chai Lin in.

Chai Lin pulled Yannong over and asked in a low voice: "What are you doing so happy just now?"

"You can just go and see it yourself." Yannong and Chai Lin were also familiar with each other, and pushed him into Prince Yue's room in just one moment.

Wang Ziyue was still as beautiful as jade. She sat in front of the desk, but on the table, there was a snow-white kitten lying on the sky. Wang Ziyue was taking a needle for acupuncture and scratching the soles of the cat's feet under the kitten's feet.

After being massaged like this, the cat was so "foot massage", and his feet were facing the sky became more and more coquettish, and his face was very pleasant, so don't stop and meow.

Looking at the girls next to them, they all seemed to be wearing shoes and socks just now. Chai Lin suddenly understood that those laughters were all stinging, and they were stinging their needles on the soles of other people's feet.

When Prince Yue saw Chai Lin coming in, she stood up and greeted Chai Lin, and pointed to a table to let him sit down.

"Young Master Chai wants to try the technique of foot massage?" Wang Ziyue asked this sentence in a clear and simplified style.

The kitten on the table meowed with unsatisfactory intentions, rubbing his head against Prince Yue's hand, indicating that he refused to accept the substitution.

Chai Lin felt that after Wang Ziyue studied medicine, the image of the goddess in her heart was magnificently transforming into the female nerves.

...

Xia Shu and Liu Ping sat in Yanzhou City's most famous "Nuanxiang Pavilion", and two beautiful ladies were greeted by the guest.

Liu Ping was a regular customer, and only said he was a distinguished customer, so he gave him two single rooms. The lady who attracted the guest nodded and went down to make arrangements.

After a while, a woman with a look of Hu and Han came forward slowly, wearing a piece of clothing with her belly exposed in the middle, possessed by a tulle, twisted her waist, and began to sing and dance with her belly as her main selling point.

The horse-headed qin and piano are melodious, and the music and dance are integrated, which looks very distinctive and has a borderline style.

Xia Shun had never seen such "wild game" in his life. After looking at it carefully, he became interested.

After the song ended, Xia Feng greeted the woman and asked, "Where are you from? How old are you this year? What's your name?"

The woman, Hu Xuan, sat on Xia Shu's lap, passionate, and spoke Chinese: "Nu Nu is seventeen years old this year, named Ao Dura, born in the border area, and does not know where she is, but only knows that she loves the plump and richness of the Song Dynasty the most."

As she said that, she handed a glass of wine to Xia Shu's lips and advised with a smile: "The great official drinks this cup first, and wait for Nunu to dance for the great official again."

Xia Shun and Liu Ping looked at each other and nodded slightly: This is quite interesting.

...

When Fang Zhongyong returned home, he saw Chai Lin limping over from the East Courtyard, looking very embarrassed.

When Chai Lin saw Fang Zhongyong, he was filled with tears. He walked straight to Fang Zhongyong, holding Fang Zhongyong and not even allowing him to eat a sip of tea. The two of them half pulled and half pulled into Fang Zhongyong's room.

Fang Zhongyong looked at Chai Lin with a strange look on his face. After looking at him up and down, he asked, "Are you okay?"

"Can you be fine? I was poked with an iron piece for an afternoon and said that it was weak here and there again. According to your words, I was suffering severely both physical and mentally." Chai Lin looked lazy and was about to lean his head on Fang Zhongyong's shoulder.

Fang Zhongyong pushed Chai Lin's head with one palm, stopping him from continuing to approach, and then helped him sit on the cushion on the other side.

"What? Yue'er gave you a foot massage? You're so lucky. Just your stinky feet, with a goddess massage, what else can you lose your face?" Fang Zhongyong said half-jokingly and half-seriously, and then walked to the table and poured himself a glass of water.

"No, I asked the girl to wash the film three times, and washed off the skin of my feet. Then I used those iron films to click here and there on the soles of my feet. I tried my best, don't mention it, this afternoon when I cried and laughed - I couldn't bear to look back.

No matter, Lord Fang, I was so embarrassed to wait for you. You must be responsible for others." Chai Lin winked and looked slapped.

"Uh, tell me, what do you want to do?" Fang Zhongyong couldn't help but feel very puzzled.

Chai Lin smiled and came to Fang Zhongyong and said:

"That day, you sent Yue'er back. I saw the memorial on your desk and wanted to repair the toilet for the Gongyuan. That thing looks good. Look, can I come to the boss to help the Ministry of Works and let me make money from the middle?"

"Well? You put it in my official robe after you finished reading it?" Fang Zhongyong turned his face and looked at Chai Lin helplessly.
Chapter completed!