"Didn't your mother say that?" Emperor Joan of Arc asked, looking at Wen Qingwu's face.

Wen Qingwu shook his head firmly, "Not to mention, I haven't mentioned it." Uncle Xu didn't say it, and even Concubine Xu Xian didn't say it. As she spoke, she asked carefully, "Everyone, are you mistaken?" ”

"Can I be mistaken?" Emperor Joan of Arc immediately raised his voice and said dissatisfied, "Your mother is also very strange, she let you enter the palace without telling you anything." After he finished muttering, he handed the fold in his hand to Wen Qingwu, "Then did you go out of Luoyang Palace later and see Yang Gongren?" ”

Wen Qingwu took the fold, did not open it, and replied: "I see." ”

"Did he tell you anything?"

"At that time, the slave maid went out with His Royal Highness King Wu, and Yang Dudu didn't say anything to me along the way." Wen Qingwu recalled seriously, "But according to the identity of the slave maid, even if it is next to a five-grade talent, no adult outside will look at the slave maid." At that time, it was just a casual look at the situation in the city after His Royal Highness King Wu. ”

Listening to Wen Qingwu's words, Emperor Joan of Arc nodded reassuringly. That's what it's like.

He said, "Look at this fold, it was handed over by your cousin." ”

Wen Qingwu opened the fold in his hand and looked at it carefully.

After seeing it, he closed the fold and handed it to Emperor Joan of Arc, "Yang Dudu also proposed to change the route." ”

Emperor Joan of Arc took the fold, opened it again and looked at it, "What do you think?" ”

If it were an ordinary courtier, Wen Qingwu would be easy to say. But it was her cousin who had a relationship with her, even if she repeatedly told Emperor Joan of Arc that she had nothing to do with this cousin, but the emperor was deeply thoughtful, and she still thought for a while before she spoke cautiously, "If you change the route, the amount of work is huge, and it is not an overnight thing." ”

Emperor Joan of Arc listened and nodded, and he also knew this truth. After listening to it, there was no sound again, and he turned his head to look at Wen Qingwu, "And then?" ”

"It's gone." Wen Qingwu said calmly.

"Gone?" Emperor Joan of Arc glared at her, "What I ask is whether you are in favor of or against your cousin's proposal. ”

For or against.

Wen Qingwu frowned as she listened to Emperor Joan of Arc's straightforward question, "The slave thinks it's ......"

She spoke, wanting to speak. Emperor Joan of Arc was also patient, and after a while, he heard Wen Qingwu continue: "Although this diversion is indeed extremely complicated and costly. As everyone said, it was the predecessors who planted trees and the later people enjoyed the shade, but the slave maid thought, didn't someone plant a tree before us? Although the tree has not been planted yet, now we only need to shovel two handfuls of soil. ”

"What do you mean......" Emperor Joan of Arc pondered Wen Qingwu's words.

"Everyone, you just mentioned that the Beijing-Hangzhou Grand Canal began to be dug in the late Spring and Autumn Period." Wen Qingwu whispered.

Emperor Zhende remembered and turned his head to look at Wen Qingwu, "You mean to expand the Beijing-Hangzhou Grand Canal?" He asked, frowning, confused.

"Exactly." Wen Qingwu was not ambiguous this time, and answered simply. She explained to Emperor Zhende: "The construction of the Beijing-Hangzhou Grand Canal began in the late Spring and Autumn Period, although it was built for military purposes at the beginning, but by the end of the Qi Dynasty {Note 1}, the Beijing-Hangzhou Grand Canal was expanded. Now the Grand Canal from Zhuojun {Beijing} to Yuhang, thousands of miles away have been left ready-made by the predecessors, Henan Road and Hebei Road are through, we only need to run through the north and south canals, connect the Luohe River, Huai River and the Yangtze River, and the original Yellow River and Qiantang River, along the way flood disasters can be greatly reduced. ”

Emperor Joan of Arc stood up and paced back and forth beside the dragon case with his hands behind his back for a moment. Then he realized, "There is a drama in this matter." Go back, write a specific flood prevention and control document and local flood research, and hand it to me. Then he talked to the Ministry of Works.

If it really works, this canal is a great achievement for him through the ages!

"Yes." Wen Qingwu responded respectfully, and suddenly remembered something, and said to Emperor Zhende: "Your Majesty, the slave who wrote this official document still needs to consult the information." ”

"You check." Emperor Joan of Arc said briskly: "Just go directly to the Hongwen Pavilion to see it." ”

Li Jianzhi, who was behind him, raised his eyelids and glanced at Wen Qingwu.

Kobunkan is a library in Ouchi. Usually it is only for the emperor and those who have fixed positions in the dynasty to read. Other courtiers and even princes need to go in to check the information, and they need the approval of the provincial government. Ordinary Beijing and foreign officials are not qualified to enter, let alone read confidential documents such as gazetteers or water conservancy defenses.

"Everyone...... You don't give a handwritten letter to a slave or something? Wen Qingwu was embarrassed, "Otherwise, how can the slave go to the Hongwen Pavilion to see?" The adults who went to Menxia Province did not let the slaves and maids in. ”

"If you serve by my side, you say that you will see it for me, and they won't be so blind." Emperor Joan of Arc was unimpressed. Li Jianzhi has been serving by his side for a long time, and there is no obstacle to doing anything for him outside, after all, he will look at his face.

"The slave maid has always been in Luoyang, and this is the capital of the capital, and no one has seen the slave and maid serving in front of the emperor. If the real slave maid is better to say, after all, there is a talented person, and the province may believe it. Wen Qingwu said.

"Why do you have so many eyes?" Emperor Joan of Arc said impatiently, and prepared to go to the table to find a piece of paper to write an edict. A table of folds was found, and all the paper silks were removed. It's even more impatient.

Li Jianzhi has been observing words and feelings, and stepped forward at this moment, "Everyone, the old slave is going to get the paper." ”

"Not necessarily." Emperor Joan of Arc turned his head to look at Wen Qingwu, and suddenly, "Do I still have a piece of Holy Token with you?" ”

"Back to everyone, exactly." Wen Qingwu said: "After the holy token was used up, he said that he would find time to return it to everyone, but everyone suddenly left Luoyang City, and the slave maid only returned now." Ming'er will send it to everyone. ”

"Since it's still with you, just leave it alone. Go back to Hongwen Hall and show the sign directly if you don't let you in. Emperor Joan of Arc said, put down the pen in his hand and was not ready to write an edict.

"Okay, the slave will give it to you after using it." Wen Qingwu said, looking at his face.

After putting down the pen, Emperor Joan of Arc looked at the few folds in his hand and pondered for a moment, "You don't need to give me the brand for the time being, you keep it." Maybe I need you to do something in the future. ”

"Yes." Wen Qingwu responded indifferently on his face, but he was excited in his heart.

After lunch and serving Emperor Joan of Arc, he was about to rest before returning to the Dafu Palace.

Daifuku Palace is in the southwest corner of Ouchi, far away. It took more than an hour to get there. Back in the palace, the night was already dark.

Before entering the Dafu Palace, Wen Qingwu saw Shen Yao coming out of the flower garden next to him. He was one of the first palace people to follow back to the palace.

Shen Yao stood next to the flower garden, watching her walk by, hanging his head and hunching his body without saying a word.