Murong Shun was noncommittal. Seeing Qin Wan'er's shy and tender expression, he felt even more itchy in his heart. Unfortunately, the beauty's thoughts were not on him yet. He could only watch and endure, "Then tell me,
What do you think of me in your heart?"
As expected of a veteran of Huacong, as soon as he said this sentence, it was obvious that he was teasing Qin Wan'er
"Gorgeous? Wise and powerful? I think these words are too pale to describe it." Qin Wan'er deliberately pretended to be thoughtful, paused for a while, and then saw that Murong Shun's appetite was whetted, and then said: "Yes, veteran Huacong
The most appropriate”
Murong Shun was stunned for a moment, then smiled, "You are the first one in the world who dares to use such words to describe me." Then he looked at the imperial case, which was just a mountain of memorials, and the joke subsided slightly and became heavy.
Get up, "Wan'er, you always have a lot of clever ideas. There is one thing that I really want to hear your opinion on."
"Mine?" Qin Wan'er was confused and said: "Say, I have nothing to do today, so I can do it for a while."
I don't know when the way of getting along with Murong Shun became so comfortable and light. Qin Waner unceremoniously took a seat on Murong Shun's dragon chair and opened the memorial in front of her.
"As far as I am concerned, this memorial is too complicated to write." Murong Shun covered the memorial, took another sip of tea, and said, "The floods in the south of the Yangtze River are becoming more and more severe. I ordered the King of Wei to thoroughly investigate the corruption case last time.
I reluctantly used some indifferent people as scapegoats.”
After a slight pause, Murong Shun looked at the expression on Qin Wan'er's face and saw that there was not much ups and downs before continuing: "I already have concerns about the corruption case. It's just that this river embankment has not changed since the establishment of our dynasty.
Countless amounts of money have been invested in it, but the Huaihe River always overflows at this time every year, which is really a headache."
"It's not that there is no solution." Qin Wan'er smiled slightly, but she didn't say that she was overjoyed when she saw the greed in Murong Shun's heart being aroused.
"My dear Concubine Shu, please stop trying to whet my appetite and tell me something." Murong Shun knew Qin Wan'er was causing trouble and smiled helplessly.
Controlling the floods in the Huaihe River was difficult for the ancients, but Qin Waner, who came from the 21st century, was very familiar with it. She thought for a moment and saw Murong Shun humbly asking for advice like a good baby, and her vanity was greatly satisfied.
"Today, I can only provide a general idea to control floods. Simply raising the dams will not work. Now that the floods are rampant, we can consider diverting water and establishing some flood discharge areas in low-lying and remote areas. This will only be known after actual inspection.
If we say that in normal times, we need to plant more trees to prevent soil erosion, this elementary school student knows this," Qin Wan'er said eloquently
"Primary school student?" Murong Shun was slightly surprised. It seemed that he could always hear some new words from Qin Wan'er's mouth.
"Um, primary school students are just kids. They say you are stupid." Qin Wan'er realized something was wrong and quickly explained. Her coquettish expression had the shyness of a young girl, which immediately made Murong Shun crazy.
The two faced each other awkwardly, completely forgetting that they were discussing national affairs. Qin Waner coughed, stood up, and deliberately distanced herself from Murong Shun, saying no more.
In the evening, after chatting for a while, they dismissed the palace guests and went to bed to rest. They shared the same bed, but each slept on the other side. The night passed slowly.