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

Ten days later, Ashina's letter returned, blaming Zhuzhu for failing to take good care of the child, requesting medical treatment, and stating that he would be back after the New Year.

The child was already weak and ill, so Zhuzhu didn't force him to suffer any longer. Ten days later, the child, hastily born due to his parents' quarrels in the womb, suffered a major family change after his birth, and after struggling to raise him until he was three, passed away. He died before reaching adulthood, and was hastily buried in a thin coffin in a picturesque spot on the hillside outside the city.

In the hot summer, pipes were installed to bring in fresh water from the large pond in the backyard, and the small pond was still boiling water for hot springs. Apart from official business, Qin Xiuyuan devoted all his energy to teaching the two chubby little mayflies, while a servant was teaching Xiao Si's three little tails.

During this period, several painters came to the house every few days and left many family portraits, including a shirtless boy with a pigtail swinging his fists like the wind, a girl in elaborate clothes jumping with colorful silk, a father and son competing with spears, a father and daughter practicing calligraphy in the garden, a naked child swatting mayflies, a child in open-crotch pants nimbly crawling through a dog hole, a toddler eating with greasy food in his mouth and enjoying it with relish, and his mother watching from the sidelines.

Not a drop of water fell in the whole month of July.

It is still hot in August and the earth is parched.

County officials in Suzhou and Hangzhou reported a drought. Excessive water use in the upper reaches of the Jing River had resulted in acres of fertile farmland in Suzhou and Hangzhou being left without water for irrigation, and harvest failure was imminent.

Now is the period when rice plants are storing water. Once the drought continues, thousands of miles of land will be dry and a season's hard work will be in vain.

Due to the extreme drought, the water level of the canal for north-south navigation has dropped. The water level in some sections of the river is too low to bear the draft of large ships, making them unnavigable.

It's such horrible weather, hot and dry. The strong sunlight makes me feel drowsy and unable to muster any energy.

Small study.

Wangshu leaned half on an ice bucket, flipping through the letters sent in from all over the place. Digging wells could solve people's drinking water problem, but it was far from enough to save the endless fertile fields, lotus fields, vegetable gardens, livestock, and the fish in the pond were dried on the spot.

Many of the military households under the Jingzhou Army were managed locally, many of them uneducated and illiterate. Their clerical work relied entirely on the assistance of their legal advisors. Starting in mid-to-late July, legal advisors from various regions severely affected by the drought began writing short essays one after another, describing how civilians were fighting over water, how fertile fields were suffering from drought, how canals were drying up, how neighboring counties were intercepting water upstream, and how local bandits were stealing water at night...

The way it was written was "Alas!"

A month later, they dug many wells, but many of them had no water. Some of them dug springs and drowned three people. Some houses collapsed and people were crushed to death. Some people suffocated when they fell into wells. People could still drink water, but the crops in the fields could not be saved, and people were on the verge of starvation.

Another case involved a dispute over a water diversion project on a mountaintop. A brawl ensued, resulting in a fatality. The county government was being asked to make a judgment, but Qin Xiuyuan, feeling the ruling was unfair, appealed directly to the court for judgment. County A's water source was supposed to belong to County B, but County B had gotten there first. Should they reclaim it? County B filed a complaint. County A's initial action was uncontested, claiming the mountaintop was unowned and first come, first served. County B refused to accept the ruling.

It seems that human lives are at stake. In short, there are all kinds of deaths, and people are expected to die.

Rice prices were also quietly rising, and many people were hoarding food. As people panicked and stockpiled food, salt became cheaper. Due to the drought, salt dried quickly and could be mined quickly.

There is also a lawyer who suggested that the imperial examination should be restored as soon as possible. The county magistrates have different writing styles. When the two officials get together, they compete to see who has the loudest voice. They are unreasonable and cannot settle cases clearly, but they are very active in suppressing bandits!

Holding the letter, Wangshu laughed to death.

When recruiting soldiers, I was particularly concerned about the lack of manpower. But after reading the reports, I felt that there were too many people and too much work to do.

There were also high-profile cases of women being abducted, women murdering women, missing children, cow poisoning, and shop robberies... Those who couldn't solve the case would lament that they had no clues at all, while those who did would claim they hadn't slept for three days chasing a clue, and had exhausted their tracking dog...

This is people’s livelihood. There is no small matter in people’s livelihood, it is a headache.

Wangshu was scratching his head as he read. Some of the advisors made numerous typos and spoke incoherently. He waved the letter at the man who came in and said, "General Qin, your people have something to say."

The man handed over two lotus flowers, took the stack of letters, and pulled up the person leaning against the ice bucket. "Stay away."

Wangshu didn't want anyone to touch him, and quickly stood up and walked away, looking like he was telling people not to get close to him. "It's so hot, stop pulling me."

Qin Xiuyuan, who had just been picking lotus flowers for someone under the scorching sun: ...

It was so hot that I felt so exhausted that I couldn't even scream. However, the lotus flowers in the pond were in full bloom. The two in my hand were even more gorgeous. I bent down to sniff them, and my poetic inspiration came to me, and I remembered a classic line, "No wonder the lotus flowers are so red in the sunlight!"

Qin Xiuyuan raised his eyebrows. This woman never read poetry collections or memorized them by rote. When asked about the first and second sentences, she had no impression of them at all. Yet, sometimes she would come up with one or two particularly appropriate sentences.

I don't know how my father-in-law taught me. Look at Ji Laoer, he has been learning for so many years, but he is still stumbling. The woman grew up holding a medicine jar, and she can't even read a word, but she has a natural talent for memorizing knowledge.

People are more infuriating than people.

"Who wrote this poem?" Qin Xiuyuan was used to checking his children's homework, and subconsciously wanted them to recite the entire poem.

"You're meddling too much. It's not me anyway."

The man was choked into silence.

Wangshu shook two lotus flowers, took a large-bellied bottle filled with water, and placed it on the table in the room, which was exactly the direction of Qin Xiuyuan's gaze when he was usually thinking about the trivial matters of the people's lives.

"Liang Ju has made a lot of money recently."

Qin Xiuyuan spoke, and the three families of Liang, Chen and Nan divided almost all the mineral veins. Even if they only took 30%, one mineral vein would be inexhaustible in a short period of time and enough to support three generations. At first, Liang Ju was slow to surrender, but later he was bold and sincere, and invested half of his fortune to follow him north. Now, looking at the account books, he is making thousands of gold every day!

"Except you, we are all making money." In recent years, everything has been revived and the situation has settled. People with capital go into business and make a lot of money.

"It's not enough for you to spend."

Wangshu gritted his teeth, added half a fact, and slowly moved away from the ice bucket while flipping through the bound volume of the man's "spending book". This was sent by the military clerk a few days ago, and it was a detailed list of various expenses in the first half of the year.

The first part of the sentence was arrogant, and the second part was heartbreaking. Qin Xiuyuan promised, "In two years, when the tax revenue comes in, things will be much better."

After several battles in the past two years, most of the warehouses in the mansion were empty. As long as the price could be paid, they would sell everything, whether it was rare treasures or calligraphy works by literati.

These three families are now taking a wait-and-see attitude towards his plan of conquering the south and the west. The woman has directly opposed it, believing that the time is too early.

"Shushu, Yunxiao, come out with me."

Wangshu had no objection to this, as the young eagle had to take off eventually.

"Let Xiaolu follow."

Xiaolu raised two pairs of brothers and sisters, is experienced, and has decent martial arts skills.

Qin Xiuyuan had an idea, "I'll let Qin Yi follow him too."

This is the benefit of having female soldiers in the military camp, especially female soldiers and generals who are mothers, who have a natural advantage in managing child soldiers.

"Hurry up and reply to the letter!" Wangshu was very confident in Qin Yi, and he let the man deal with people's livelihood issues with a mentality of watching the show. Qin Xiuyuan came over and caught him, "Come, let's take a look together."

"Do not."

"Hurry up, or the little devil will wake up." Taking advantage of the time when Xiaosan and Xiaosi had just returned from the dog hole after taking a nap, Qin Xiuyuan put his arm around the person and opened a book, "Shushu, what do you think?"

Wangshu: I’m not Yuan Fang, what can I say?

Man: “You pay.”

Wangshu, the victim of a fraud: I give up!