Men, listen, grab the top of the mountain and stand in the center position

Around the corner from the government office, Wangshu sat alone in a carriage. The men on horseback outside occasionally exchanged polite words in low voices. The one who didn't treat her as an outsider was Han Batian, whose voice was raspy. "...It's a pity for those brothers. Such a good talent..."

"If you succeed, it will be you and me who will die. No need to be polite!"

"A single thought can distinguish us from the enemy!"

The brothers were truly unlucky. While they were away, the assassin slept with their mother several times, and somehow they developed feelings for each other, becoming the kind of lovers who shared life and death, as depicted in the storybooks. The old lady, hoping to help her lover return to the city to retrieve the silver hidden in the cellar, used the excuse of filial piety to pressure her son into waiting for an opportunity to get close to the caravan that would soon be returning to the city. Finally, she succeeded, allowing her lover to disguise himself as a woman and successfully enter the city...

So there was the opening scene where the two brothers approached the convoy to sell tiger cubs, which was part of the design.

Now that the matter has been exposed, the two of them, who colluded with the assassin, were naturally thrown into jail.

The Jing River is wide and has a dense water system, with large areas of river swamps that are too large for farming. Wangshu saw that the Jing people were most willing to spend a lot of money to buy lotus roots to make soup, so he recruited hundreds of people to dig mountains and pick up soil to fill the river swamps. The wages were a full meal and a copper coin per person, paid daily, and the inn was responsible for delivering the meals and vegetables.

According to military regulations, land that is completely developed by oneself belongs to the individual and the harvest does not need to be paid into the public warehouse.

Deepen the surrounding rivers or ditches, letting the water flow downhill and drain naturally. At the same time, fell large trees, including their branches and leaves, and push them toward the swamp. Dig up the nearest mountain, separating the rocks and soil. Bury the trees and the rocks and soil into the swamp as well. Step on them, one layer at a time, two layers at a time, gradually pushing inward, burying the trees, filling them with rocks, and then filling them with soil.

On the scene, Manager Liu led people to count, count each tree when felling, count each load when transporting wood and carrying earth and rocks, and count each root when burying trees. For example, if a man carries less than twelve trips a day for carrying earth and rocks, and a woman carries less than nine trips a day, they can settle the money for the day and do not need to come again.

The martial arts disciples were responsible for trimming the branches and breaking off the branches on one side of the tree. Since the first round of the procession was to be barefoot, they had to trim and polish the branches with crushed sand before they were allowed to bury them. Qin Yi, Qin Er, and two maids were responsible for stringing lines at both ends of the vast swamp. The trees to be buried had to be arranged in a dense grid pattern. The surrounding area had been marked with fixed points and distances, with thin bamboo poles inserted every meter. The thin lines were fixed on both sides, and the trees buried in the center of the vast swamp had to be aligned step by step...

The inn was so busy preparing meals for a hundred people that Wangshu had to give away half of her jewelry. When she sat alone in the pavilion on the mountainside and looked down at the land where a hundred people were sweating profusely, she looked into the distance and saw the vast Yunmeng Lake, where the sky and water were connected.

Boating on Yunmeng Lake, you feel as carefree as a fairy.

Every day, many people climb up the mountain where the pavilion is located and look down curiously. Most of them look at their busy parents and brothers and sisters below, while some people climb up to see their wives.

"Brother, how much silver does your wife have?" Han Batian and Zhang San slowed down a little, one on the left and one on the right, and followed the armored general up the mountain.

Like Yugong moving the mountain, the hill opposite was cut down and now it is almost half gone... The crowd was like ants, densely packed, carrying things and moving quickly.

Zhang San: ...I don’t know. Anyway, bribing you is no big deal!

gazebo.

The former mountain king was somewhat disappointed after seeing the wealthy woman who was not to be judged by appearance. "If I had met Madam Qin back then, with her ability to level the mountain, I would probably have to move from one mountain to another every month, moving overnight..."

Wangshu smiled and said, "No, there won't be much business on your mountain." Businessmen always think about whether they can do business wherever they go.

After saying that, she stared at him casually, curled her lips in impatience, and pointed with her finger. Tang Bo hurriedly looked in the direction of her finger and found that several people from the logging department did not go up the mountain from the upper road as required. Instead, they took a shortcut and walked straight to the logging site.

Large open spaces are left in logging areas to prevent falling trees from injuring innocent people, and walking around at will is prohibited.

He quickly picked up a leaf and blew it. The disciples below looked up. Tang Bo pointed at those people and waved his hand silently.

Afterwards, Manager Liu paid the few people who were brought to him. Afterwards, they were spat on and cursed by the people around them and left the land reclamation team in disgrace.

The whole process happened smoothly in an instant. Everyone understood each other tacitly and handled this matter, which was neither big nor small, in a lively and silent manner.

Han Batian bared his teeth and stared with admiration, speechless.

No wonder Qin Xiuyuan and Zhang San admire her. Look at her, isn’t she the Prime Minister Zhuge Liang?

Wangshu certainly didn't dare to be the one to plan and win the battle from thousands of miles away, but she didn't tolerate any sand in her eyes and followed the orders one by one. To put it bluntly, "If you want to do it, do it. If you don't want to, get out." A scolding came from below. Someone couldn't bear to see others complaining about the heavy weight of the tree, so he directly expressed Wangshu's thoughts.

"Xu, keep your voice down!" The man complained about his guilt and pulled the tree forward.

The news of the General's wife's extensive logging, mountain-moving, and river-filling campaign spread like wildfire throughout the city. The people of Jing were known for their stubborn temperaments, preferring strong, capable women who were bold, straightforward, and unwavering in their resolve. Originally, Wangshu, who would collapse at the whim of the wind and work inactively, dressed in clothes that flirted with curves like the coquettish women in Yichun Courtyard, didn't meet the aesthetic standards of a man's wife and drew disdain from other women. But now, with time, the General's wife, intelligent, courageous, and wealthy, had become something else.

"Dare to fight against the heavens, it's extraordinary!"

"She is indeed a remarkable woman!"

The wind direction followed his heart and it tilted to the opposite side in an instant. Suddenly, more customers came to the store. Chun Yang and his people were always on the ground and didn't even have time to drink water. It really proved the saying that he was so busy that he didn't even notice he peed in his pocket!

It was the monthly routine bloating and pain period again. Wangshu received news that the store was too busy and everyone was working desperately to make money, staying up all night to prepare stocks.

He couldn't help but feel a little angry, and shouted at the girl who brought the news: "If they're all sold out, it'll be the next day. There's no need to work so hard to earn that silver!"

Qin Xiuyuan came over with a hot towel and applied a hot compress to the swollen and painful area of ​​the angry man. "His face has become rounder too."

It's not funny at all. Wangshu rubbed his unattended belly. Seeing this, the man split into two groups and made proper arrangements.

"Don't go out these days!"

The clothes fell to his waist, and Repa ironed them up and down. Wangshu shrank his bare shoulders and moved his little butt away from the big landmine.

"You go and watch it for me."

"Okay. Why are you hiding?" He moved, and the landmine was next to him, "Sister." There were no happy things in his life for a few days, so he cherished this moment.

The hot compress began to circle around Dot, "Remember those brothers? Their mother was pregnant."

Scared? Wangshu could not resist and let him do what he wanted. He was shocked when he heard the words: "The assassin's?"

"Hmm. It turns out the assassin knew the woman was pregnant before entering the city, and she confessed during the interrogation."