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

Fang Qizhen rarely felt upset.

He has always known that he is aloof, unsociable, and difficult to get along with in the eyes of outsiders.

But he had thought that this was not a bad habit. There were too many cases of hypocrisy in the officialdom and he did not want to be involved. It would be better for him to just keep a sullen face to avoid being bothered by others.

This has its advantages, as it helps him avoid a lot of troubles, but its disadvantages are also obvious - he can't speak, and can't say nice things.

Although he meant well, his words didn't quite ring true when heard by others.

He could see that Shen Zheng was angry, but he just didn't know how to explain it. He couldn't help but wonder, if he continued to speak, would this woman in front of him with angry eyes and brows get even angrier?

Wu Zeyi knew what his boss was like on weekdays, and he didn't expect him to say a few nice words. Why did Fang Qizheng bring him here today? One of the reasons was that he was a sweet-talker.

"Sir Shen, it's a misunderstanding, a real misunderstanding!" Wu Zeyi stood up and explained hurriedly: "The purification method is effective, and everyone in the Salt and Iron Bureau has seen it. Sir, he promised you the refined iron, and he would never go against his conscience. Even if the lord thinks that the refined iron is not light, can he change the method to give it to you?"

He was afraid that Shen Zheng would call for people to beat them out, so he said it all in one breath.

Shen Zheng's brows relaxed slightly, heaved a sigh of relief, and asked him: "What method? I have told Lord Fang before that the fine iron is urgent, otherwise I would not have given the method to the Salt and Iron Department in the prefecture, but to the General Department in the capital."

Wu Zeyi nodded quickly, and kept winking at Fang Qizhen with twitching eyes, asking him to say something quickly.

Fang Qizheng paused and said what he had rehearsed on the way.

"Sir Shen, you told me before that you wanted to build a furnace with the refined iron. But you must know that refined iron is difficult to melt. Although you have an earthen kiln, it will take a lot of effort to forge it..."

At this point, Shen Zheng finally understood.

She looked a little strange and asked Fang Qizheng, "You mean... you want to help me forge furnaces in the Salt and Iron Bureau?"

For something that was so beneficial to her, why did Fang Qizhen have such a misleading expression before?

The Salt and Iron Bureau helped her forge the furnace? She was very happy about it!

Fang Qizheng nodded silently, his expression sincere: "Wu Zeyi is also a good forger, and he is also my confidant. He is very tight-lipped. If you give him the furnace model you need, he will definitely not spread it around."

Look, that’s what Shen Zheng said.

The laughing Maitreya who laughs every day has the most ideas but the strictest mouth.

In official circles, what one should guard against is not people like Fang Qizhen who are cold-faced and sarcastic, but people like Xiao Mile who smiles at everyone they meet.

But she was still a little puzzled, and looked at Fang Qizheng: "So the reason why you were breathing heavily before was because you were afraid that I would not tell you the style of the stove?"

Fang Qizheng nodded, "You said that this stove is urgent and it is related to the Queen Mother's birthday, so it is a big deal. For such a big matter, the fewer people who know about it, the better. So I am afraid you will not agree."

Shen Zheng was in a complicated mood.

After all this time, Fang Qi was thinking about her, but she got impatient and yelled at him.

From Fang Qizhen's perspective, his concerns are not unreasonable, but the way he expressed it... is a little disappointing.

She was silent. Liang Fu glanced at her and acted as the "talker of the Shen family."

"Thank you, Lord Fang, for considering us." He picked up the teacup and toasted Fang Qizheng: "But when Lord Shen came to see you that day, he had already said that this furnace can not only forge colored glaze, but is also very useful for smelting iron, so..."

"Mrs. Shen never intended to keep anything to herself. Whether it was the purification method or the furnace, she came with the intention of sharing it with the Salt and Iron Bureau and the court."

Wu Zeyi's eyes widened when he heard that.

——This Lord Shen is so generous!

Along the way, he kept telling Fang Qi Zheng that they had taken advantage of others and now were trying to spy on their iron stove, which was a bit too... shameless, so he asked Fang Qi Zheng to be careful with his words.

Who would have thought that Lord Shen never thought of keeping it to himself!

"Oh..." He stood up with the tea in his hand and drank it all in one gulp. "It's really a flood that has washed away the Dragon King Temple. What did I say? Lord Shen is indeed a pillar of my Great Zhou. It's just as others say, you came down to the world just to..."

"Stop, stop, stop!" Shen Zheng's hair stood on end in embarrassment. She glared at him and asked, "Where did you hear that?"

Who is spreading rumors in Liuyang Prefecture?

Wu Zeyi said, "I don't know either. I just listened to it in one ear... in the other ear..."

yes......

He himself was confused - where on earth had he heard this?

"......" Shen Zheng was speechless and choked. He coughed lightly and said, "Lord Wu, as officials in the same dynasty, we naturally don't believe in rumors or spread them. Let's talk about the blast furnace. I'll go get the blueprints. Please take a look at how long it will take to forge it in the Salt and Iron Bureau."

As soon as Shen Zheng left, Fang Qizhen quietly breathed a sigh of relief, thinking that maybe he really needed to change his temper.

None of the three took the initiative to speak, and the atmosphere suddenly became cold.

When Shen Zheng came back with the drawings, Fang Qizhen and the other man looked at them for a long time, and Wu Zeyi screamed in surprise.

"The furnace throat, furnace wall, furnace waist, furnace bottom! It's ingenious, ingenious!" He glued his eyes to the blueprint and pointed at it, saying, "The design of the furnace throat here is even more ingenious, connecting the silo and the airway! If you forge the furnace according to this blueprint, you can actually solve the problem that has troubled us for many years!"

What did he say? Lord Shen is indeed an extraordinary person!

Fang Qizheng still didn't say much, but judging by the subtle details - his trembling hands, his red neck, all of them showed that he was even more excited than Wu Zeyi.

Even Liang Fu had never seen this drawing. Seeing the two people's reactions so intensely, he couldn't help but come over.

He took a look and stared.

He took two glances and breathed rapidly.

Looked three times.

What to do...I want to grab the blueprints.

Just as Liang Fu raised his hands and considered whether to grab it or not, Wu Zeyi suddenly chuckled, attracting several people to look at him.

He knew he was being rude, so he put on a low expression, but his pride was hard to conceal: "Sir Shen, you really found the right person to have our Salt and Iron Department build this furnace!"

"Oh?" Shen Zheng looked over.

What she drew was a simple blast furnace, with the upper, middle and lower devices all simplified, and the effect...can only be said to be sufficient for the moment.

A proper wrought iron blast furnace can be tens of meters high, and its internal structure is extremely complex. If you want to understand it, you may only be able to exchange drawings from the system.