Transmigrated into a female county magistrate during a famine, leading her country to prosperity

This skill is not difficult to say, in fact anyone can perform it, but the most important point is that the person performing it must be extremely thick-skinned!

Be willing to put down your status and be willing to praise!

Qiu Yang looked at Wang Ruqian's elated expression and admired Shen Zheng even more.

When it comes to the art of flattery and killing, Lord Shen's technique is so superb that no one in the entire Tongan County can match him. Even these little detectives have learned a thing or two from him, and it is really useful!

As expected, Wang Ruqian ignored the men who were pulling his sleeves and responded immediately: "Then I will ask you to help me with Lord Liang to make some plans for the county."

"In this case, I am very grateful."

Shen Zheng smiled and nodded repeatedly. The more she looked at Wang Ruqian, the more friendly he seemed. "I wonder when Lord Wang will start the survey? I am looking forward to it."

"We can start the survey right now! Lord Shen, please wait a moment!"

Wang Ruqian straightened his back and strode towards the carriage, and began to arrange for several of his men to move the surveying tools off the carriage one by one.

In Qiu Yang's eyes, Wang Ruqian's reaction at this moment was exactly the same as when he was still wearing open-crotch pants - when he was young, he ate two more mouthfuls of rice, and his father praised him for his strength to move mountains and his courage to surpass the world, saying that he would definitely become a great general in the future, which inspired him to eat two more bowls of rice.

Then he...got beaten for eating too much.

Qiu Yang wiped away his tears secretly. What a big deal about being a general. It makes him sad just thinking about it!

......

An hour later.

Wang Ruqian rode back, dismounted and said with a smile: "Lord Shen, I have checked along the downstream bank, and the river downstream is still wide, just as Lord Wei said, there is no problem with sailing!"

Before he came, Lord Wei told him that the river in front of Xiahe Village was already connected to the canal, and if it went downstream it would merge into the Liuyang Prefecture Canal. Judging from the river map, this river was only half as narrow as the specially dug canal.

"It's amazing. This river is wide, but the water flows smoothly and slowly, as if it was created specifically for sailing! I have been surveying in the Canal Transport Bureau for many years, but I have only seen such natural advantages a few times. Lord Shen, you are lucky!"

Shen Zheng heard Wei Que talk about this that day, and said with a smile: "It's not that I'm lucky, it's that Tongan County is lucky."

Wang Ruqian smiled at her and ordered the work to begin.

Their movements were quite big, and the tools they held were new and novel, which the villagers had never seen before, attracting the surrounding villagers to take a peek.

They first took a huge tape measure to measure the land on the river bank, then took out the piling tools to measure the soil quality on the bank.

Wu Quan followed behind them, nodding and asking questions from time to time. Wang Ruqian patiently answered and explained them one by one.

Shen Zheng watched their skillful movements from the side, feeling a little dazed.

If they hadn't had their hair tied up in a bun and were not wearing long robes, just by looking at their movements, Shen Zheng would have thought she had returned to her previous life.

Qiu Yang sighed, "If it weren't for you, sir, I would never have dared to imagine that there would be a day when our county would have a dock."

Shen Zheng smiled and shook her head: "Don't think so. Lord Wang just said that this vast territory and wide river are the natural advantages of Xiahe Village. Even if I were not here, it would only be a matter of time before Tongan County built a wharf for river transportation."

Qiu Yang doesn't think so.

He did hear what Lord Wang said just now, but even if Xiahe Village has natural advantages, what does it matter? Aren't there enough people and places in this world that are buried, ignored, and forgotten?

If a good horse doesn't meet a good horse trainer, it is nothing.

"Hey - Liu Ji." Wang Ruqian was in a good mood today and talked more.

While he was working, he chatted with his men, "How is your waist now? Is the 'magic medicine' prescribed by the doctor effective? If you are not feeling well, go to the side and take a rest. Don't try to hold on."

Before Liu Ji, who was being questioned, could answer, a slightly older middle-aged man next to him started talking with a smile.

"What 'miracle medicine'? The old man looks like a charlatan, a little kid with barely grown hair. It's obvious that he's just randomly using some medicine residue to fool people. There's no way it's going to work!"

Liu Ji raised his head, a smile on his face, and continued to listen to what the middle-aged man said: "I told you not to eat it, but you insisted on eating it. If you make someone sick, not only will you spend a lot of money, but you won't get better!"

Wang Ruqian lowered his head and wound the rope, obviously believing what he said, "In my opinion, the old doctor didn't prescribe an ointment for external application, but something to be eaten. Xiao Liu, you better pay more attention, listen to me, and go to the side to rest."

Liu Ji, who was teased and concerned by the two, smiled and stood up and said, "Sir, please take a look."

Under the two people's unprepared gazes, he supported himself with his hands and did two somersaults in succession. His movements were smooth, clean and neat, and there was no trace of pain on his face.

Wang Ruqian was stunned by this action, and the rope in his hand fell to the ground with a clang.

"You can do this? Is your waist really okay? You can even do somersaults now?"

Liu Ji smiled, and at the same time did not forget to flatter Wang Ruqian: "Thanks to you, my lord, my illness is almost healed."

He picked up the rope weighing several dozen kilograms from the ground without changing his expression.

Wang Ruqian really believed it now. He stepped forward and asked repeatedly, "Didn't even the doctors in Beijing say that you need to rest for half a year before your waist will get better?"

"That's true." Liu Ji rubbed his waist twice, "But this time, I really met a miracle doctor. Now my waist doesn't hurt at all. It's no exaggeration to say that it's more comfortable than before!"

Wang Ruqian carefully observed Liu Ji's expression and was sure that he was not bragging because he was afraid of being laughed at.

What does that mean?

I really met a miracle doctor!

Wang Ruqian slapped his thigh, looking annoyed, "Then I missed it. I heard that this kind of miracle doctor's treatment depends on the word 'fate'. If there is no fate, you can't find him even if you go looking for him!"

He regretted it very much. If he had known that the magic medicine was so useful, he should have gone with Liu Ji to find that old doctor to buy more!

Daddy will make arrangements! Mommy will make arrangements! I will make arrangements too!

Who doesn’t have some sickness in life? As for miracle drugs, the more the better!

Seeing his regretful look, Liu Ji felt a little proud, but he didn't dare show it on his face.

Don't you think he doesn't trust the old doctor? Don't you think he dares to take any fake medicine?

Humph--

What does it mean to recognize pearls with discerning eyes?

When no one else believed in the miracle doctor, Liu Ji saw at a glance that the miracle doctor was extraordinary and was willing to try the medicine on himself. Therefore, he, Liu Ji, deserves the title of "a man with a discerning eye for talent"!

But Wang Ruqian was his superior, so he had to say something nice: "Don't worry, sir. The old doctor said that he has been in Liuyang Mansion recently."

"Really?!" Wang Ruqian showed a delighted look on his face, and asked repeatedly: "Did he say how long he would stay in Liuyang Mansion? Where will he travel in the future?"