Ma'am help, the general is in trouble again

Yu Wensheng was temporarily in charge of Shuangfeiguan, while Zheng Quchi returned to Wubao.

Because Zheng Quchi still had unfinished business in Shengjing, and all parties were pressing for inquiries, she was unable to do anything, so she sent Gan Xin to run back for her first. He rushed back and brought her a box. letter.

Looking at this reply letter that was like snowflakes, Zheng Quchi had a headache.

She wears many hats, and there are a lot of things waiting for her in Hualin Garden, Ordnance Supervision, and Canngling County. She can carry out various fortifications for a while, but not for a long time. They have no backbone, and now He panicked and begged her to go back and take care of things.

Seeing that Zheng Quchi had opened two letters and then threw them away. Gan Xin didn't know whether to help or persuade her, or to let her go as she pleased: "Master, the Ordnance Supervisor asked Canngling County whether you could Can’t go back?”

Zheng Quchi waved his hand: "No."

"On March 17th, the craftsmen's guild of Ye State sent a group of messages, saying that this year they plan to hold a Zheng's craftsmen's guild in the name of the Zheng family. A group of famous craftsmen have jointly invited the master to host it. Do you want to go? "

She was too lazy to open the letters one by one, so Gan Xin simply told her what the letters contained.

Zheng Quchi sat up straight: "...Go if you have time."

Skill exchange conferences like this were her favorite, and she felt uncomfortable not being able to go there. However, she couldn't let go of the situation in Wubao and the matter of Yu Wen Sheng being infected with Gu. She had her own judgment on what was more important.

"Also, the water conservancy project in Canling County is progressing well, but there is a deviation in the irrigation land. Some time ago, there was a small-scale ground fissure, which is suspected to be caused by the water storage lake. Now the reservoir treatment is not perfect. The water official requested You give me a solution.”

Zheng Quchi frowned: "I should have thought of this kind of thing in advance. Do they really think that after I have established the general direction, I will follow them like a mother-in-law and watch every step of the development?"

The more I talk about it, the more I feel that these people are like a group of children crying for food. They have "hands and feet" but don't know how to solve the "hunger" problem on their own.

"Tell them that if they can't think of a solution, then I will let the capable person take over and they will all return to their hometowns."

Gan Xin nodded when he heard the words and silently made a note. He had known that she would not be used to these people. Although his master had a good temper, he had a strong personality. Being kind does not mean that he is unprincipled and does not mean that he is easy to bully.

"What else?"

"Next year it will be time for the selection of the Jichun Craftsmen's Union. All countries are striving to win the right to host the event the year after next. Should our country, Ye, try to compete this year?"

Gan Xin's words stunned Zheng Quchi for a moment.

Has it been so many years since she last participated in the Jichun Craftsmen's Guild... without realizing it? She remembered her prize for winning the first prize, and it seemed that she had not yet found the public loser to redeem her promise.

"Who asked you to ask this?"

Gan Xin has never been interested in these things, so it's strange that he suddenly cares about this matter.

Gan Xin didn't dare to hide it from her: "I went back to Shengjing and went to the biography meeting for Master. Nan Xiu Ming, who was writing the book, wanted to write a biography for Master. He thought that Master would be a great success if he could accomplish this. In Ye, his majesty shines in the wild."

"Biography? I'm not dead yet, what kind of biography should I write?" In Zheng Quchi's understanding, biographies are usually written for people who have passed away. They truly record a person's life deeds and contributions. But how long has she lived? Time, are they thinking about writing a biography for her?

Gan Xin knew that the master obviously didn't know who Nan Xiu Ming was, so he gave her a brief introduction to how awesome this person was, and then said: "Nan Xiu Ming is at the top of biographies. He has only made outstanding contributions to all countries. He is worthy of his reputation." A person who is said to be a legend for future generations writes biographies, and he has written about many dead people, but you are the only one who is anxious to write about living people."

"...It sounds like you should feel honored, but why do I feel that this honor is a bit too hasty?"

In response to her question, Gan Xin gave the answer: "Nan Xiuming is 60 years old this year."

In other words, he didn't live long, but he didn't want to leave her deeds for others to write about, so he hurriedly settled on it, as if he would be the first to compile the model. Zheng Quchi raised his head and was lost in thought for a while.

Gan Xin asked strangely: "Master, what's wrong with you? Are you unhappy?"

"No." Zheng Quchi took a deep breath, then his eyes were filled with bright light, and he said to him happily and excitedly: "Gan Xin, I have been treated like such a celebrity. This is simply Like a dream."

Seeing her smile like a little girl with her eyes curled up, her simple appearance of contentment and joy does not look like "Gong Zheng" who is standing at the top and leading craftsmen across the country to imitate. She is indeed mature and steady when working, but Privately... he is quite "affable".

"Master, you know nothing about your current influence." Gan Xin could only say this.

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Zheng Quchi was a responsible "foreman" after all. She opened the letter, read it, and replied one by one. By the time she finished all this, it was already midnight.

She was so tired that she rubbed her face twice, blew out the candlestick, took off her coat, and fell asleep.

She didn't know how long she had been sleeping, but she felt slight movement beside her, as well as the rustle of people taking off their clothes. She asked vaguely, "Yu Wensheng?"

"Well, it's me, you continue to sleep."

"Oh……"

When the sky was slightly bright, Zheng Quchi was woken up by the sound of rolling over and sitting up next to her. She had been thinking about something recently, so she slept lightly.

With sleepy eyes, he glanced at the sky outside.

"what happened?"

"It's not bright yet, it's frosty and windy outside. Just sleep a little longer and get up again. I'll be right back."

Zheng Quchi thought that Yu Wensheng was going out to pee, so he took the quilt and covered his face, and fell asleep again.

And when she finally got up after a long sleep, the guard who had been waiting outside the tent for a long time heard the movement and reported it outside. Only then did she learn that Yu Wen Sheng had really come back last night, and then mobilized the Xuan Jia Army and the troops early in the morning. Went out to fight in the camp.

Zheng Quchi was confused.

"Why didn't you call me?"

She quickly dug out the white feather armor she had brought with her from the cage. It was a piece of armor that was completely tailored to her body. It was neither loose nor tight at the waist and shoulders, perfectly covered, and fit perfectly.

The only shortcoming was that she was too afraid of death at the time. When she asked the craftsmen to build it according to her design, it was closed precisely and the whole body was combined into a metallic luminous body. Only her eyebrows and eyes were exposed, and even her hair was covered. Under the helmet.

This armor weighs about ten kilograms. The design focused on thickening the baffles in key parts and multiple composites. Other parts were protected in the form of armor pieces, so the craftsmanship was more complicated and unique.

When Gan Xin saw the "fully armed" Zheng Quchi, he was silent for a long time.

"Gan Xin, hurry up, there's a war at Shuangfei Pass, I have to rush over to see the situation." (End of Chapter)