Qi wang ye, wang fei, she is crazy again

Chapter 342 Suggestions for Street Environment Improvement
The husband and wife came out of the newspaper office in the evening, the sun was setting, and the sunset was falling from the clouds, coating the tiles of the roof with a golden halo, returning birds streaked across the sky, and passers-by were in a hurry.

"The sunset is just right, why don't you go shopping."

Hua Jingyun took Wen Mianmian's hand and walked on the street like that, talking something, with a smile on his face, Qingfeng drove the carriage not far behind, the bell on the horse's neck was even more obvious. Crisp and pleasant.

From time to time, a carriage passed by the two of them, and the two who were so conspicuously dressed were easily recognized, and some carriages stopped in front of the two of them to say hello.

Mrs. Xie, who lives in Mr. Xie's house in Yushi Zhongcheng, greeted the two of them with a smile. Wen Mianmian wanted to let go, but Hua Jingyun refused.

Mrs. Xie couldn't help feeling that Wen Mianmian was really good at tricks, and the handsome and wealthy prince who coaxed her was not willing to let go of her for a moment.

Accidentally revealing what she was thinking in her eyes, Wen Mianmian politely nodded at her and pulled Hua Jingyun forward.

Suddenly I felt a little unhappy, because at a banquet, Mrs. Xie whispered to people that she was very smart at a young age, and she didn't know where she learned it from.

He also said that there is no man who doesn't steal, but because of the military power in her father's hands. Speaking of which, her wrists may not be a big deal.

She heard it inadvertently, and although she didn't care, she still felt a little uncomfortable.

The originally good mood was clouded by seeing Mrs. Xie.

Hua Jingyun was also a little uncomfortable, originally he wanted to take advantage of the sunset to accompany the little princess for a walk, who knew that he would meet these people, so his interest was lost for no reason.

A group of children laughed and ran past the two of them, and the voice of the mother calling for the children to go home was heard again. Inexplicably, Wen Mianmian's mood improved again.

Suddenly, he noticed the extra baskets on the street, and asked in surprise, "When did you have it?"

Hua Jingyun squeezed her hand, "Master Wei, Shangshu of the Ministry of Industry, proposed to add baskets on the streets of Kyoto to make it easier for the people to dump their discarded things, so as to ensure that the streets are clean and dry."

"Two days ago, the imperial court officially established the Street Department, which is under the jurisdiction of the Ministry of Industry. This Street Department is mainly responsible for sweeping the streets and keeping the ditches smooth."

Wen Mianmian came to a sudden, thinking that Mr. Wei's speed is really fast.

"In this way, you don't have to worry so much when you go out in the future."

A carriage stopped in front of them, and Lord Wei's head poked out from the parted curtain, "My lord, my concubine."

Mr. Wei happily got out of the carriage, looked at the baskets and opened his mouth somewhat ostentatiously, "Princess, can you still see this street before?"

Wen Mianmian secretly said that he was really talking about Cao Cao, Cao Cao is here.

But Master Wei is always more pleasing to the eye than Madam Na Xie.

"I'm telling the prince that this street is much cleaner. This is for the well-being of the people. Mr. Wei acted very quickly."

Master Wei was even more proud, and once again looked at the street, he felt that it was really clean and tidy, which made people feel comfortable.

Soon he cupped his hands and said, "My lord, I don't know if it costs money to publish a news in the newspaper. Can it be free in the name of the Ministry of Industry?"

Hua Jingyun told him, "As long as it's about the imperial court, it's free."

Lord Wei breathed a sigh of relief, "To tell you the truth, the Street Department already has detailed regulations for cleaning the streets, but there are still some shortcomings in the process of implementation."

"Thirty percent of these baskets have only been placed in two days, and [-]% of them have fallen. The Street Department has made up new regulations for this, and there is also a shortage of manpower to sweep the streets. It is going to be published in newspapers."

As he spoke, he took out two pieces of paper from his pocket, "Please have a look at it, my lord."

From his proposal to clean up the streets of Kyoto in the court to the establishment of the Street Department, it can be said that it has been quite smooth. After all, whether the streets are tidy or not is closely related to the adults in the court, but they never expected that they would ignore that the people in the city can shoot baskets whenever they see them. .

You must know that buying baskets also requires money.

After reading it, Hua Jingyun suggested, "The signs of the baskets of the Jiejie Division are not conspicuous. Can you consider using paint to write the word 'Jiejiesi' on each basket, and it should explain what kind of punishment should be given to those who steal the baskets?" penalty."

Wen Mianmian hurriedly added, "In addition to stealing, it's better to say that you can't dump waste at will, let alone throw waste at will. Once you find it, you will be fined and hit the board."

"What's the use of sweeping if the street chief can't just sweep in front and the people in the back throw it on the ground at will?"

"Also, it is necessary to stipulate what can be poured and what cannot be poured. Will someone pour filth here in order to save money for pouring Yexiang?"

Not at all impossible wow.

Hua Jingyun nodded, "Lord Wei, I think you are not complete enough in my king's opinion."

Mr. Wei thinks what the two of them said is very reasonable, but it's a pity that those who lost the basket.

Wen Mianmian smiled and said: "Don't worry about it for a few days. Since these baskets are put out, there is no need to collect them. Let's see the reactions of the people first and find out more problems. The next time the baskets are put out again, we will move them." For real."

It should be considered as a pilot, after all, grassroots work is not easy to do.

Master Wei took the paper from Hua Jingyun's hand, feeling that it was too hasty.

Wen Mianmian thought for a while and gave a suggestion, "Actually, the Sub-district Department can also set up a waste recycling workshop outside the city. The things that people throw away are different, so they may not be useless. Collect them according to the category and then sell them exclusively. It might be a way.”

"For example, broken bowls, as long as there are enough broken bowls, can they be smashed into pieces to pave the road? It's better than muddy ground."

Mr. Wei suddenly understood, and immediately thought of turning waste into treasure, but he didn't know much about it yet, so he had to go back and discuss it with his subordinates.

"Thank you, my lord, for your suggestion."

His old man was right, the couple are good at business, and they can find business opportunities in everything.

Mr. Wei left excitedly, at this time the sky was also dark, lanterns were hung high everywhere, and when he raised his eyes, he looked different.

Wen Mianmian sighed, "Go back, I don't want to go shopping anymore."

The carriage followed them all the time, seeing that she was not interested, Hua Jingyun waved Qin Feng and drove the carriage.

At night, after washing, Wen Mianmian stood in the room twisting her waist, talking about Xingyue while twisting.

"Xingyue has a good vision, but the chances of success are not high."

After hearing this, Hua Jingyun disagreed, and at the same time told Wen Mianmian, "Don't ask your father to talk about this matter, and don't let other people talk about it."

"Even if Concubine Lin has her eyes on big cousin, it won't work."

Wen Mianmian didn't understand the court affairs, there were many things she couldn't think of, Hua Jingyun saw that she was confused, and sat her on his lap, wrapped her around her waist, and analyzed why it was wrong for her.

　Today is still three o'clock

　　
　
(End of this chapter)