"Lord Ye, have you just left the yamen?" Cai Xianqing walked up to Ye Yongjia and said with a smile.

"What? Mr. Cai......? Ye Yongjia glanced left and right and asked.

"It's nothing, just to see you. Anyway, how is the matter of the river being managed? ”

"Oh, now it's just a matter of sending someone to repair the embankment, and when the situation in the city is almost restored, it's not too late to discuss the dredging of the inland river."

"Since this happened, you've become more and more like a prefect! I used to be listless, how can I do that. Cai Xianqing said.

"That's thanks to Mr. Wei who clicked on me, so I don't think anything was a big deal before...... Instead of worrying about those old things, it is better to live uprightly and do a good job. Ye Yongjia replied.

The two of them walked to the stone lion, and Cai Xianqing said again: "Mr. Wei is really a hero among people, and he really has nothing to say to treat people......

Halfway through his words, the soles of his feet suddenly slipped, and he stumbled, but Ye Yongjia hurriedly held on.

"Mr. Cai, be careful when walking! Your boss is not small, and it is a big deal to fall. Ye Yongjia persuaded.

"It's okay, it's okay......" Cai Xianqing put his hand on the lion's front feet, "Thank you Governor Ye." As he spoke, he suddenly raised his hand and swept the jute paper pressed under his palm, Ye Yongjia's eyes were quick, and before he could think about it, he quietly put the paper in his sleeve.

"I'm still busy with the drama troupe," Cai Xianqing glanced at his cuffs, and said, "See you another day, see you another day!" ”

Ye Yongjia returned the salute, and when he saw that Cai Xianqing had gradually left, he stood behind the stone lion and copied out the piece of paper. Before he could see clearly, he heard footsteps behind his head, broke out in a cold sweat, and hurriedly stuffed the jute paper back.

"What are you doing here?"

Ye Yongjia turned his head and looked at it, that person was Wei Chong.

"Nothing. But it's almost dusk at this time, and what are you doing here? Ye Yongjia turned his head and asked solemnly.

"The Ministry of Industry told me to tell my lord that the waterway on the other side of the West Water Gate is a little silted, and the silver should be allocated to the treasury to dredge." Wei Chong said.

"Nothing but silting?" Ye Yongjia looked directly at him with two eyes.

"What else?" Wei Chong smiled sincerely.

Ye Yongjia stared at him for a while, and then said, "In this case, we will discuss it tomorrow, and there is no need to rush the matter of dredging for the time being." ”

"Understood. Adults go back and rest early. Wei Chong said.

"Okay, you can go too."

After the two separated, Ye Yongjia walked for a while, and when he saw that there was no one behind him, he breathed a sigh of relief, turned into an alley, and faced the glow in the corner, looking at a few scribbled words written crookedly on the jute paper:

Wei Chong concealed one thing from Ye Zhifu today: he heard from the people that the upstream Fangjia dyeing workshop only bleached silk on the river every day, resulting in the water being polluted and poisonous, accumulating over time, and harming people's lives. But he told me not to tell the prefect. He was afraid of the Fang family's financial resources and didn't want the government to intervene, what his intentions were, Xianqing couldn't guess. I also have a sentence to tell Tinglong, this Wei Chong is the person of the Lord of Wan, and he must be careful in everything. ’

Ye Yongjia saw a large part of the previous words, but he was extremely indignant; When he saw the end, he swept away the excitement and was replaced by a chill all over his body. He looked at the gray sky, and the eyes around him seemed to loom in sight, and he couldn't help but be a little afraid. But Ye Yongjia was also glad that he had a long memory and didn't talk nonsense in front of Wei Chong.

He tore the jute paper into snowflake crumbs, threw it under the wall, and hurried out of the alley and went home.

Tomorrow, early in the morning. As soon as Wei Chong got up, he saw someone in the yamen report that the prefect had asked him to discuss something. He didn't think it was a good thing, so he replied perfunctorily: "I'll go now." "Put on your clothes and hurry to go.

"I heard someone say," Ye Yongjia was sitting in the study, holding a bowl of white porridge, holding a wooden spoon, and drinking in his mouth, "Fang Jiancai's dyeing workshop has polluted the water quality, so that some people have sued, but is there such a thing?" ”

Wei Chong was not surprised, just raised his eyelids slightly, and said with a smile: "This is indeed the case." ”

Ye Yongjia scraped the porridge at the bottom of the bowl with a wooden spoon, "Then why don't you report it?" ”

Wei Chong wished that he would go to the dyeing workshop, but because of the identity of the prince's confidant, he would not be able to advise him openly, so he knelt down with shame: "My lord, I am really sorry for you for hiding the truth...... I hope your forgiveness! ”

Ye Yongjia drank the porridge cleanly, swallowed it, and said, "I know that you are afraid that I will cause trouble, so I have a good heart, so I will not kneel." ”

"Yes......" Wei Chong got up, "I don't know ...... dyeing workshop"

"Put the dyeing workshop aside, our top priority now is to control the West Water Gate, don't be distracted by these miscellaneous things. It's not too late to settle accounts after the fall. ”

Wei Chong lowered his head in disappointment: "Obey the orders of the adults......"

"You should call the secretary of the Ministry of Industry over and discuss the issue of river control."

Ye Yongjia pushed the bowl aside and took the map of Nanjing Mansion from the hand of the Ministry of Industry, which was clearly outlined and very detailed.

"This is the West Water Gate," Shangshu of the Ministry of Industry pointed to the left side of the map, "here in the summer moon because of the Qinhuai flooding into the water is very large, the west side cannot be drained, and the silt is blocked." Our Ministry of Engineering handed over to the Ministry of War and asked the Ministry of War to send troops to repair the river, but the Ministry of War did not allow it, so it was delayed to this day. When it rains in autumn, won't this plague come? ”

"You have a set of ...... for shirking responsibility," Ye Yongjia's eyes went down the Qinhuai River on the map.

The Ministry of Industry Shangshu blushed, but was speechless.

"Why didn't you build another sluice gate on the tributary to the north to drain the water?" He watched the Qinhuai River leave Nanjing City and run to the south in a zigzag way.

"It was built a few years ago, but unfortunately it fell into disrepair, and the government has long been abandoned."

"According to the official document you reported, there is a lot of sand and stones in Xishuimen...... I'm afraid this flood is not only because of the water, right? Qin Huaihe poured into Jurong County under his nose again.

"This ......" Shangshu of the Ministry of Industry glanced at Wei Chong next to him, "the lower officials don't know." ”

Ye Yongjia's gaze finally fixed on Chishan Lake in the south of Jurong. "I don't think the reason is in the inland river, but in the outer river."

"Outer River?"

"Your Ministry of Industry doesn't even know about the situation in the outer river? The river carries sand and rocks, and it must be that Chishan Lake has failed to store water and cannot withstand the flash floods in Donglu Mountain and other mountains, which has led to the killing of inland rivers! Ye Yongjia was full of anger and slapped the table suddenly:

"Can you not understand this kind of reasoning in the Ministry of Industry! The abacus is fine, what can I do if I can't do a good thing? ”