Zhang Jun checked the account book for a day, and when he went back dizzily, he was stunned to see Qin Leling taking a book of architecture and planning to read it at night, no matter what, this stupid method was not something he could think of.

Holding back his laughter, Zhang Jun praised Qin Leling's spirit. He looked at the ledger, she checked the embankment, such a two-pronged approach, how to say that the chance of success will be greater.

Chu Jingye, who was not too busy in the past two days, came back to eat again, and treated Qin Leling's method differently, mentioning that she had been rebuilding the house embankment for the past few days, and she could go to the site to learn.

The next day, Qin Leling took Xiaoli to a slightly distant state and county to see the repair of the embankment, and Qin Muqing didn't mind accompanying him.

Everyone in the construction office was in full swing, and the river workers took off their shirts, all of them shirtless and shiny in the sun. Thankfully, they are women dressed as men, and there is a difference between men and women here.

Qin Leling naturally didn't shy away from it, she had seen much less than what she was wearing. Xiao Li couldn't do it, her face was red when she got out of the carriage, and there were river workers all around, so she had to stare at the ground and didn't dare to look up, and followed the young lady forward.

Qin Leling couldn't help but remind her, "Little Pear, if you look down and don't look at people and rush forward, you will rush into your senior brother's arms." ”

Mu Xiaoli suddenly took a big step back and raised her head, only to find that Childe and Miss didn't know when to stop, Childe was turning around to talk to Miss, and she almost broke into Childe's arms.

Mu Xiaoli was frightened, unable to stand, and was about to lean back as soon as she stumbled on her heels. Qin Muqing hurriedly grabbed her, and after Xiao Li stood firmly, she pulled out her little hand and her face turned even redder.

Qin Leling said to Xiao Li: "I'm sorry, raise your head, we are now women pretending to be men, everyone is busy, no one can see it." ”

Xiao Li hesitated, raised her head, and quickly lowered her head: "But, it's ......"

Qin Muqing said: "Ling'er, you think that others are just like you, uh, don't avoid outsiders." Then he said softly to Xiao Li: "Xiao Li, you go back to the carriage and wait for us first." ”

If the young lady was outside before, she would never dare to rest in the carriage by herself, but today's situation is special, and Xiao Li has left this place as if she had escaped.

After Xiaoli left, Qin Leling said, "Senior brother, did you just want to say that Ling'er is thick-skinned." ”

Qin Muqing waved a fan to block the sun, "It's informal, Ling'er, let's hurry up and see the details of the construction of the embankment." ”

Qin Leling shook her head and followed behind, senior brother actually didn't have to shy away from it, thick skin was not a bad word in her opinion. The so-called tree does not have bark, it will surely die, people are shameless, and the world is invincible, this is actually a kind of praise.

I smelled a smell of rice from afar, and approached a big pot with a pot of glutinous rice porridge boiling, and it seemed that the river workers were cooking here. However, it's not a meal yet, well, the river workers are too tired, and it's understandable to add food.

There are still several cauldrons over there, and the one on the edge is not even hot, and Qin Leling has cooled it after trying it. Just as I was thinking about whether to remind them that the rice was cold, I saw two river workers come over and lift the cooled cauldron and pour the rice porridge directly into a pile of lime and gravel and other messy building materials.

This arrogance, Qin Leling's eyes were straight. Although there is a lot of rice, I don't use it like this.

Under questioning, Qin Leling thought that she had found out what the problem was.

The ancients did not have the kind of cement we usually use to build houses, so they replaced cement with sticky rice mixture, which was made of lime sand grains and glutinous rice. In the previous ****, I was afraid that the coolies would steal it, and I mixed it with cow dung or something in the glutinous rice to prevent it from being stolen.

It's just that the cost of this glutinous rice mixture is too high, and ordinary people can't afford it, and only a few nobles and the state can afford to use it, so they don't introduce it much in their architecture, and only say a few words in the back, and neither of them has seen it.

Qingzhou is famous for frequent floods, the state attaches more importance to it, in order to strengthen the embankment, every year a lot of blood mixed with glutinous rice milk to build the embankment, the problem is here.

It's up again, and the rice milk can still build embankments and build houses. If you think about it, it's sticky, and when I was a child, my father used to use it to make a pair.

This trip was full of gains, and Zhang Jun actually found out the progress when he checked the account book. It turned out that Chu Jingxi showed his princely spirit, making Shi Yuejiu realize that although this idle king is an idle king, he is still a prince.

Shi Yuejiu had to assign someone to help them check the accounts, and subdivide the account books into categories. There are usually too many evils, and it is impossible to erase all the clues, and soon Zhang Jun found that Shi Yuejiu had too close contacts with several local county officials. Although they are all old accounts of old sesame seeds and rotten grains, they are also a breakthrough.

After a busy day, I have an appetite for dinner in the evening. Taking advantage of the interest, Chu Jingxi added a chopstick dish to Zhang Jun's bowl, and Zhang Jun's smile immediately froze on his face.

Chu Jingxi said: "Xiao Jun'er, how can I say that I have also made a lot of efforts today, even if you are an ordinary friend, you should express your gratitude." ”

Chu Jingxi did not have the previous domineering threats, but defended his normal rights and interests like a serious friend, so when he heard this, it was indeed Zhang Jun who neglected him.

This move is good, Chu Jingxi seems to have changed his strategy, taking retreat as advance, letting Zhang Jun relax his vigilance, and then unconsciously fell into his tenderness, and he couldn't do without him.

This trick works very well for girls, how many girls are moved by the tenderness of boys, and then find that they love not the rich and handsome but the person who is good to them.

Sure enough, Zhang Jun's hand, which was about to throw away the dish he had clipped, stopped in mid-air, and then turned around and stuffed it into his mouth. Then he gave a chopstick dish to Chu Jingxi, which meant that he thanked his good friend for his help, and hoped that the two could be good friends in the future.

The atmosphere was so weird, Qin Muqing took the lead in finishing the meal, and left without making a speech. Although his thinking is also very advanced, he can't turn around for a while.

Qin Leling ran to eat after dinner, and then listened to the sound of the flute, it was the senior brother who was playing the flute on the roof. She has always felt that the flute is a sad and resentful instrument, what is like a grievance, such as crying, such as complaining, whining, qiangqiang, whimpering, etc. are all to describe the sound of the flute.

Now the senior brother is alone on the roof, the bright moon is shaking, the cool breeze is shining, and the sound of the flute is like a wisp, which is more and more lonely and sad.

Shaking his head, how could the senior brother be lonely and sad, that is otherworldly, okay. Qin Leling secretly sighed that he was a layman, and jumped on the roof to sit next to his senior brother.

Qin Muqing nodded and smiled, and did not stop, the sound of the flute became clear and melodious. Of course, Qin Leling didn't notice these doorways, but felt that the lyrical song had become a cheerful song, thinking that the senior brother might take care of her not knowing the art of opera, and blow some simple ones to her.

It would be nice if Sister Youyou was here, and she could also make peace or comment on the senior brother for spiritual communication.