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

After saying that, Jiang Zhiming joined the inspection.

Shen Zheng stood on the top of the dam, his eyes moving slightly, as if thinking about something.

The wind changed direction at some point, and the Ministry of Works and the Capital Water Conservancy Bureau swapped positions - the Capital Water Conservancy Bureau inspected the sluice gates, and the Ministry of Works inspected the dams.

If the inspection is still correct, Jiang Zhiming will report it for acceptance and officially open the sluice gate for use.

Wu Ti squatted in front of the water sentry at the sluice gate for a long time, but he kept repeating the same few movements over and over again. He didn't know when Jiang Zhiming stood behind him.

"Master Wu, is this the new water whistle?"

Wu Ti's left shoulder trembled slightly. Jiang Zhiming stepped forward cheerfully and said, "I heard that this water whistle has been improved by Lord Shen. If the water level exceeds the limit, the whistle can be heard within a mile. It can save lives in critical moments!"

As he spoke, he gathered up his coat and squatted beside Wu Ti, saying in a puzzled tone, "Sir Wu, I see you've been inspecting this place for quite some time. Is there anything wrong with this water whistle?"

Wu Ti's gaze dodged slightly, and he touched the whistle with his right hand and said, "Minister Zhou and his men have just checked it out, and there should be nothing wrong, but..."

"Minister Zhou said there was nothing wrong, yet Lord Wu was able to conduct such a thorough inspection." Jiang Zhiming put his arm around his shoulders and whispered, "Lord Wu is... too dedicated and meticulous in his work."

These two sentences are full of advice to anyone who listens - we are all here to go through the motions, so don't be so rigid, just get by with it.

The same is true in Wu Ti's ears.

After a moment of silence, he raised his hand and pushed Jiang Zhiming's hand away, lowering his head and saying, "I will act impartially, and I hope you will understand."

Jiang Zhiming closed his eyes, a hint of impatience in his tone: "Justice? What kind of justice? The Water Conservancy Commissioner? Or... the 'justice' of the thing on your left sleeve?"

Who is it?

The more Jiang Zhiming thought about it, the angrier he became.

This Wu Ti is really a person who refuses to accept a toast and then drinks a forfeit.

I wanted to save his face and persuade him to "turn back", but I didn't expect that he would not appreciate it.

Wu Ti retracted his left hand into his sleeve, his eyes filled with horror, but his tone was steady: "Your humble servant...I don't know what Lord Jiang is talking about."

Isn't Jiang Zhiming a drunkard? Why does he know how to use a water whistle? And why did he discover what he had hidden?

"Okay, okay. You don't know, do you?" Jiang Zhiming stood up on his knees, craning his neck to look around. "I'm going to call someone. Who should I call? Lord Shen? Minister Zhou? Supervisor Wei? Or... all of them?"

"I was wrong!"

With a "thump", Wu Ti's knee hit the concrete floor.

Because he was covered by his official robe, to others he looked like he was still squatting at the gate.

His face was pleading, his voice trembling, "Master Jiang, I haven't done anything yet. Please, please don't call Wei Jianzheng over."

"Oh—" Jiang Zhiming dragged out the last word and squatted back beside him. "So you're most afraid of Wei Jianzheng? If that's the case, why would you do things for someone else?"

Who is he working for?

The Shaoqing of Weiwei Temple who visited Jiang’s residence yesterday, Lu Shenglin?

Or...someone else?

"I was forced into this..." Wu Ti's face began to tremble, clearly terrified. "If I don't obey them, I'll be transferred out of the capital next year and never be allowed back. My Lord, my mother is not well and needs medical treatment in the capital. I beg you, I beg you to spare my life. If there's an afterlife, I'll work like a slave to repay you."

Perhaps the fear on his face was too obvious, Jiang Zhiming swallowed back the question.

yes......

It's obvious that it's an offensive matter, so why bother asking too many questions?

Isn’t the purpose of Jiang Zhiming coming here today to ensure the smooth acceptance of the dam and its official commissioning?

If he continued to dig deeper, would Wu Ti's fate be the same as his?

The fear of the unknown gradually eroded the "fire of justice" in his heart.

"Forget it." He gritted his teeth, pulled Wu Ti to his feet, and said in a deep voice: "Since you haven't made any mistakes yet, I will pretend that I didn't see anything. But you have to promise me that you won't do anything wrong today, and..."

"Your failure has nothing to do with me. If you try to blame me to your superiors, don't blame me for making a big deal out of it. When the time comes, we'll be both dead and alive, and no one will have an easy life. Do you understand?"

"Listen, listen carefully!"

Wu Ti suddenly breathed a sigh of relief, and a gleam of light flashed in his eyes.

If you want to deceive a fool, only Judge Jiang can believe it.

......

This acceptance inspection did not come to an end until the afternoon.

The sky grew increasingly dark, and loud thunder was heard in broad daylight, frightening the timid people.

Shen Zheng ordered the inspection booth to be moved. Jiang Zhiming was slightly puzzled: "Master Shen, why do you want to move the inspection booth? What's the explanation?"

As soon as the words fell, the sky suddenly brightened, and another thunder exploded in everyone's ears. The deep and dull sound actually pierced their hearts.

Someone screamed, "Look, look over there!"

Looking in the direction of his finger, I could hear the sound of people gasping for breath.

"Was it the lightning that struck you just now?"

"How could the thunder in broad daylight be so powerful that it could even directly break the branches of a large tree?"

"It's said in 'Geometry Training' that lightning can destroy giant trees. Stay away from trees when you're struck by lightning! Standing under a tree during a thunderstorm can actually kill you! Stay away from trees! Don't get close!"

Looking at the leaves scattered all over the ground, Jiang Zhiming hissed softly and cursed himself in his heart for being stupid, for completely forgetting the teachings of his ancestors.

Although the tree struck by lightning was not the one on the side of the acceptance shed, it was still a tree after all. Who knows who will be struck next?

Seeing that the sky was getting darker, they dared not waste any more time.

Taking out the certificate that had been prepared long ago, Jiang Zhiming was the first to sign his name.

Immediately afterwards, Chen Xingshen, Zhou Henlin, Wu Ti, Shen Zheng, Zeng Tongshi and others also signed and stamped their names.

When the last seal is put on, the certificate becomes official and everyone is happy.

"Well, today's work is over." Jiang Zhiming carefully put the certificate into the box, smiled and bowed, saying, "I will report to the palace immediately, and then I will take my leave."

"Thank you for your hard work, Lord Jiang. Thank you all for your hard work." Shen Zheng returned the greeting.

Jiang Zhiming didn't dare to look her in the eye. After saying "It's not hard", he picked up his robe and strode away.

......

At night, the rain that had been brewing all day finally did not fall.

The entire Shangjing was engulfed in a strong wind, which swirled and whistled past, making the cloth flags on the street flutter.

The main courtyard of Cui Mansion was pitch black, with only the light in the study still on.

The open window was closed by a pair of hands, and someone in the room said, "Is it done?"

Someone else replied, "In reply to the Prime Minister, it's done. As long as the heavy rain continues and the water level at the sluice gate rises, the water whistle's unusual behavior will be exposed."

The tone was full of flattery, but in return, he only received one sentence: "Got it, back off."

This person seemed dissatisfied because he had not received any praise, and he paused before leaving.

"The Prime Minister promised me..."

"go out."