Only Feng Baobao smiled happily and tightened the cloak on his body.

"Not only that, Xilingjun also drew the entire water map of the Ganges River according to the existing information, and then connected the water level direction of the Qushui and Minjiang rivers, we have roughly determined the location and direction of the new river channel."

Feng Baobao nodded with satisfaction, good guy, the speed is okay!

Zong Quan prepared early, and with Cangjun Taishou, he showed a complete map of the waters of the Ganges River in front of Feng Baobao.

"Lord of the county, please see, from the junction of the Ganges River and the Qushui, there is a plain below, because it is deserted all the year round, we can pick a point here, blow up a new opening, build an arch bridge and a reservoir, and then divert the water of the Ganges River into it, and it will stretch for hundreds of miles down, and you can ....."

At this time, Mrs. Xie also came over and stood beside the Cangjun Taishou to listen.

Zong Quan continued to explain: "We have sent people to investigate these intersections, and it is indeed feasible. ”

Feng Baobao stretched out his hand and touched the drawing, the lines are beautiful, the logo is clear, and the pictures and words are combined, this picture is really good, Feng Baobao praised in his heart.

"If this project is completed, then the people of the Western Capital will be blessed." Mrs. Xie touched his beard, his eyes full of smiles.

Feng Baobao blinked his eyes and sighed: "It's just that this project is really huge and takes a long time..... If you don't stop working day and night, you will have to repair it for at least two or three years.

Zong Quan hurriedly continued: "Don't worry, your majesty has approved it, and the Ministry of Industry has sent craftsmen to design feasible drawings." Moreover, Xilingjun also contributed two sets of design drawings, which are said to have been brought from the Southern Qi Dynasty. ”

"The waters of the Southern Qi Dynasty are vast, and the water conservancy fortifications have always been more developed than ours in the Great Wei, and the two sets of design drawings of Xiling Jun are very useful and have greatly improved the progress of our project."

Everyone laughed happily, and Feng Baobao couldn't spoil their interest.

She touched the tip of her nose, which was a little hot from the sun, and smiled as much as she could, "Very good, very good." ”

Xiling Lang is really good, he has done so much, one thing, one sentence, is not like her.

Does he still have her as a wife in his eyes?

After listening to Zong Quan's narration, Taifu Xie had a change in his heart about Xiling Lang, and said with a loving smile: "It's rare that Xiling Jun has a heart and is so concerned about the people of Great Wei. ”

Everyone nodded in agreement.

Taifu Xie glanced around and said with a little surprise: "But today, why didn't Xiling Jun accompany the county lord here?" He was simply asking his own questions, and he didn't know what was going on with the two protagonists.

Feng Baobao paused, his face was embarrassed, and he didn't know how to reply to this question for a while, did she want to say that they hadn't spoken properly for several days.

Du Chu was in the mood of sharing the worries of the master, and added on the side: "You adults don't know, the county lord's birthday is approaching, and Xiling Jun is staying in the mansion and is copying Buddhist scriptures for the county lord, so none of them came. ”

When everyone heard this, they had an expression of understanding, and their eyes looked at Feng Baobao with a sense of inquiry.

Only Feng Baobao's mouth opened slightly, and her pupils increased sharply, why didn't she know about this?

No wonder she barely sees him these days. She thought that he was still angry about the events of that day, so he rushed to work on the embankment at night, and only came back to rest during the day, and ordered three meals a day to be brought to his room.

"The king of Xiling treats the county lord with sincerity, and the ministers are really happy for the county lord." The ministers spoke loudly, and the river breeze was slow.

Feng Baobao stood in place dumbfounded, and didn't want to say anything polite. She grabbed the hem of her clothes with her right hand and ravaged herself, but there was a tearing pain in her heart.

It turned out that the injury on her right hand was not yet healed, and as long as she tried hard, the pain was still there.

If it is said that Xilinglang's previous suggestions and pictures, in front of Zong Quan and others, he won a good impression of being thoughtful and resourceful.

That twilight Chu's words completely made Zong Quan and others begin to classify Xiling Lang into the category of their own people.

When Feng Baobao returned to the official office, it was mid-afternoon, and the sultry air was airtight. But the man sat quietly in front of the screen, copying the scriptures stroke by stroke, and was engrossed.

Hearing the sound of her pushing the door in, Xilinglang glanced up and said calmly: "The county lord went to the embankment today, and he came back quite early. ”

Feng Baobao walked up to him and knelt down, saw the blue gray sandalwood box next to the bookcase, which was almost full of scriptures, and asked, "You copied all of these?" ”

He didn't say it, and the girl Du Chu didn't say it, Feng Baobao was speechless in his heart.

"The county lord injured his right hand some time ago, and I didn't protect it effectively, but now I have been working hard since I started this scripture." He spoke softly, as if it were just a normal thing.

Feng Baobao pulled his shirt and looked directly into his eyes, a pair of dark circles under his eyes were particularly obvious, and said angrily: "But you should also tell me!" ”

It's my own birthday, and I have to complete my own homework, so I can't just finish it silently before she is forced to thank him for his kindness.

Xiling Lang put down the pen in his hand and let her continue to drag it, his eyes bent, and said: "The county lord is busy checking the disaster situation in various places every day, so there is no need to bother with such a trivial matter." ”

"But..." she reached out to take Xi Linglang's right hand, which was stained with a lot of ink, and then turned to rub the callus on his index finger, which was rough not like a young man's hand.

"The cocoon on this hand was created when I practiced swords before, and the county lord doesn't have to feel guilty." He seemed to know what she was going to say, and spoke for her.

Feng Baobao let go of his hand, turned his head to look at the scriptures on the white paper, and said angrily: "You are not a good person, and the words are quite good." "Why is my handwriting so ugly?

Xiling Lang sneered: "Heh, I think, no matter whose words it is, it must be better than the county lord's words." ”

Feng Baobao's cheeks puffed even more, and he said loudly: "Nonsense, this county lord is cursive, cursive, do you understand?" ”

Feng Baobao patted the bookcase angrily, his eyebrows on both sides were raised, and his nostrils were round and he stared at Xilinglang, like an angry red koi.

Xiling Lang shook his head with a smile and continued to copy the scriptures.

"During this time, you went to the embankment at night to help them, and you had to copy so many scriptures during the day, you definitely didn't have a good rest. I won't copy it this afternoon, go take a break, and I'll copy it with you tomorrow. ”

Feng Baobao shook his right hand, indicating that he could already hold the pen.

Xiling Lang did not put down the pen obediently, and said in a low voice: "Five days later is the birthday of the county lord, after copying this scripture, it will be sent to Qinglong Temple for worship in an urgent manner, the time is urgent, otherwise the county lord thinks that I particularly like to copy scriptures?" ”

"Five days later?"

Five days later was the birthday of the original Baohua County Lord, she had completely forgotten about it, no wonder the emperor and Fan Yuanning had been writing these days, asking when she would go back.

Xiling Lang raised his eyes with a questioning expression: "The county lord's own birthday, the county lord himself doesn't know?" "Wouldn't it?

Feng Baobao looked at his scrutinizing gaze and said with a sneer: ".... It's all because this time is too busy, and the county lord even forgot his birthday, but fortunately, you remember. ”

"How much more is this scripture, the lord of this county will copy it with you."

"Stop." Xiling Lang used the pen of the lake pen to pat Feng Baobao's hand to turn the book, and said calmly: "It's already the last one, so I don't bother the county lord." The county lord has returned from the embankment today, and there must be a lot of things to deal with, so let's go and get busy first. ”

Feng Baobao's outstretched hands were stopped in mid-air by the pen, unable to move.

"Okay then." She really had a lot of things to review, and she really didn't want to copy any scriptures.

Feng Baobao held Xilinglang's wrist and said very seriously: "Everything Xilingjun has done for the people of Great Wei, after the county lord returns to Beijing, he must tell the imperial uncle in detail and let him remember you a great achievement." ”

She knew that Xilinglang was loyal, righteous, and arrogant, so he was determined to die at the beginning, and he was unwilling to surrender to Dawei.

But as Zong Quan said, what man would refuse to go down in history and live for generations?

When she said this, she had a righteous and awe-inspiring look, and she was about to move herself, but she didn't move Xilinglang.

When he heard this, he stopped what he was doing, held the Aoki Dali double-dragon head bookcase in his left hand, and turned a South China Sea bamboo carving Qinghehu pen in his right hand, squinting his eyes, staring at Feng Baobao with a smile.

"What are you doing looking at me like that?" She didn't say the wrong thing, Feng Baobao was puzzled.

Xiling Lang saw her staring at a pair of big watery eyes, her eyes were full of doubts, her expression was very cute, and her heart became more and more happy, and she smiled: "What did the county lord say?" ”

"Huh? What should I say? Feng Baobao touched the back of his head, the man's mind was really hard to guess.

Xiling Lang raised the Qingyuhu pen in his hand and made a gesture to draw a circle on Feng Baobao's chest.

"I am the county lord's servant, and what I do is naturally to please the county lord, and it has nothing to do with others!"

I believe you're a ghost!

Feng Baobao rolled his eyes, he really couldn't hold back.

"The county lord doesn't believe it?" Xiling Lang suddenly stepped forward dissatisfied, and put his face against hers, which frightened Feng Baobao and hurriedly retreated, but it was too late after all.

One step too late, the army was overwhelmed, and his face was flushed.

She was going out today, and she deliberately put all her black hair on the top of her head, pinned it with a dark blue hosta, and scattered a little broken hair on her forehead, with a beautiful tip, peach blossom face, hibiscus moon eyes, and a cherry mouth.

Xiling Lang's gaze swept down an inch, sweeping to her slender white and delicate neck, clear and soft, to the extent that people couldn't help but want to bite hard.

However, this thought was only for a moment, and Xiling Lang came to his senses.

Was he crazy, he wanted to kiss her neck just now?

Although he fought for several years and had countless souls under his command, none of them were bitten to death by him.

How did he become so bloodthirsty now?

Feng Baobao pushed him away and said shyly: "I still have something to do, you can continue to copy it." ”

Hell, what are you doing with your heart beating so fast? What he said was not true.

She got up and strode towards the door, just as Twilight Chu trotted over and said hurriedly, "County Lord, the person has arrived." ”

Feng Baobao's heart was beating faster at the moment, and he didn't react to anything, so he was stunned and asked, "Who has arrived?" ”

Du Chu was already accustomed to the county lord's bad memory, and added: "Lin Shijun has arrived, and the people are already waiting in the courtyard. ”

Lin - Squire?

Yes, she sent someone to send him to Cangjun.

Feng Baobao went to see Lin Shijun, and Du Chu was careful in the back, covering the door of Xiling Lang's house, and the noise in the courtyard was noisy, so he couldn't disturb Xiling Jun to copy scriptures for the county lord.

At the moment when the door was closed, the light on the scriptures faded and became dark and gloomy.

"Little minister, I've seen the county lord." Lin Shijun was dressed in a bamboo leaf green robe, his body was long and jade, and his face was calm. There is neither the joy of reunion that I haven't seen for a long time, nor the admiration of my wife.

Of course, he wasn't the type the original body liked.

"Lin Shijun doesn't need to be polite, this time the boat is tired, can the body still adapt?"

Lin Shijun bowed his hand slightly: "Cangjun is the hometown of the minister, and I am very happy to meet again after a long absence, and there is no discomfort." ”

Feng Baobao sat on the Taishi chair, looking at his attitude and expression, to put it nicely, he was neither humble nor arrogant, and if he didn't say it well, he was cold and alienated, and he was disrespectful.

But Feng Baobao shouted that he came to Cangjun from Jinghua, not to care about his attitude.

"That's good, you go down and rest first, and we'll talk about it tomorrow." What Feng Baobao thought in his heart was to stabilize tonight first, and then talk about it directly, and have a direct showdown with him tomorrow to see if he was still cold.

"The minister retired." After saying that, he was taken to the guest room to rest.

Leaving Feng Baobao and Dusk Chu staring at his back, Feng Baobao was puzzled.