Yu Wensheng was temporarily in charge of Shuangfei Pass, and Zheng Quqi went back to Wubao.

Because Zheng Quqi still had unfinished business in Shengjing, all parties urged and asked, she was incompetent, so she first sent Gan Xin to run back for her, and he rushed back now and brought her a box of letters.

Looking at this snowflake-like reply letter, Zheng Quqi had a headache.

She wears many hats, Hualin Garden, the Ordnance Supervisor and Cangling County have a lot of things waiting for her, she can leave all kinds of fortifications for a while, but it won't work for a long time, they have no backbone, and now they are panicking, openly and secretly begging her to go back to the main business.

Seeing that Zheng Quqi opened the two letters and left them in a mess, Gan Xin didn't know whether to help persuade her, or let her go: "Master, the ordnance supervisor asked Cangling County about it, can you go back a year ago?"

Zheng Quqi waved his hand: "No."

"On March 17, the craftsmen's union in Ye Guo sent a group of heroes, saying that they plan to hold the Zheng craftsman union in the name of the Zheng family this year, and all the famous craftsmen have jointly invited the master to preside, do you want to go?"

She didn't bother to open the letter and read it one by one, so Gan Xin simply told her directly what the letter was about.

Zheng Quqi sat up straight: "...... Let's go when we have time."

This kind of skill exchange conference is her favorite, and it is uncomfortable for her not to go, but she can't let go of the situation here in Wubao and the matter of Yu Wensheng's Gu, and she has her own measure.

"There is also a water conservancy project in Cangling County that is progressing well, but there is a deviation in the irrigation land, and there was a small area of ground fissure some time ago, which is suspected to be caused by the impoundment lake, and now the reservoir is not well treated, and the water officer asks you to give a solution."

Zheng Quqi frowned: "This kind of thing should have been thought of in advance, could it be true that after I have structured the general direction, I will follow their ass like a mother-in-law and watch every step of the development?"

The more I talk about it, the more I feel that these people are like a group of children who are waiting to be fed, "with hands and feet" but do not know how to solve the problem of "hunger" by themselves.

"Tell them that if they can't think of a solution, then I'll let the capable people prevail, and they will tell them to return to their hometowns."

Gan Xin nodded when he heard this, and silently remembered that he knew that she would not be used to these people, although his master had a good temper, but he had a personality, kindness does not mean that he is unprincipled, and it does not mean that he is easy to bully.

"What else?"

"Next year, it should be selected by the Jichun Craftsman Union, and all countries are striving to win the right to host the next year, should we try to compete this year?"

Gan Xin's words made Zheng Quqi stunned for a moment.

It has been since she last participated in the Jichun Craftsman Union...... Have all these years passed before you know it? She remembered her winning reward, and it seemed that she hadn't asked the loser to make the promise.

"Who told you to ask that?"

Gan Xin has never been interested in these things, and it is strange that he suddenly cares about this.

Gan Xin didn't dare to hide it from her: "I went back to Shengjing, and went to the Ji Chuan meeting for the master, and Nan Xiuming wanted to write a biography for the master, and he thought that if the master could achieve this, he would be greatly credited to Ye and be in the wilderness."

"Biography? I'm not dead yet, what kind of biography do I write?" In Zheng Quqi's cognition, biographies are generally written for people who have passed away, truly recording a person's life deeds and contributing merits, but how long has she lived, and they are worried about writing a biography for her?

Gan Xin knew that Master obviously didn't know who Nan Xiuming was, so he first gave her a brief introduction to how awesome this person was, and then said: "Nan is the top of the biographies, he only writes biographies for people who have made outstanding contributions to various countries and can be called legends of later generations, he has written a lot of dead people, but you are the only one who is in a hurry to write about the living."

「…… It sounds like an honor, but why do I think it's a bit too hasty?"

In response to her question, Gan Xin answered: "Nan Xiuming is sixty years old this year."

In other words, he didn't have long to live, but he didn't want to keep her deeds for others to write, so he was in a hurry to settle down, as if the compilation model belonged to him first

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Zheng Quqi raised his head and looked at it for a while.

Gan Xin asked strangely, "Master, what's wrong with you?" Not happy?"

"Nope." Zheng Quqi took a deep breath, then his eyes were full of bright light, and he said to him happily and excitedly: "Gan Xin, I actually got this kind of celebrity treatment, it's like a dream."

Seeing that she smiled like a little girl, her eyes were bent, and her simple appearance of satisfaction and happiness did not look like "Zheng Gong" who stood on the top of the peak and led the craftsmen of the whole country to imitate, she was indeed mature and steady when working, but in private...... It's quite "affinity".

"Master, you don't know anything about your influence now." Gan Xin can only say this.

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Zheng Quqi is a responsible "foreman" in the end, she still opened the letter and read it, and then replied one by one, and when she was done with all this, it was already late at night.

She was so tired that she rubbed her face twice, blew out the candlesticks, took off her coat, and fell asleep.

I don't know how long I slept, but I felt a slight movement on my side, and there was a stumbling of undressing, so she asked vaguely, "Yu Wensheng?"

"Well, it's me, you go back to sleep."

"Oh......"

When the sky was slightly bright, Zheng Quqi was woken up by the movement of turning over and sitting up next to her, she had been thinking about things recently, and she was sleeping lightly.

Sleepy-eyed, he glanced at the sky outside.

"What's wrong?"

"It's not bright yet, it's frosty and cold outside, you can sleep a little longer and get up again, I'll go and go back."

Zheng Quqi thought that Yu Wensheng was going out to boo, so he pulled the quilt over his face and continued to fall asleep.

And when she finally slept enough and stood up, the guards who had been waiting outside the tent for a long time heard the movement, so they reported it outside, and she learned that Yuwen Shengzhen had come back last night, and then mobilized the Xuanjia army to fight with the camp early in the morning.

Zheng Quqi looked confused.

"Why don't you call me?"

She hurriedly pulled out the white feather armor she had brought from the cage, this was a battle armor that was completely tailored to her, the waist and shoulders were not loose or tight, and it was perfectly covered and fitted perfectly.

If there is a only drawback, it is that she was too afraid of death at that time, and when she asked the craftsmen to build it according to her design, it was precisely closed, and the whole body was combined into a metal luminous body, only a pair of eyebrows and eyes were exposed, and even the hair was wrapped under the helmet.

The weight of this armor is about ten catties, and the design focuses on the thickening of the baffle plate in the key parts, multiple compounds, and the other parts are blocked in the form of armor pieces, so it is more complex and cumbersome in the process, and it is unique.

When Gan Xin saw the "fully armed" Zheng Quqi, he was silent for a long time.

"Gan Xin, hurry up, there's a war over there at Shuangfei Pass, I have to rush over to see the situation."