The late Ming Dynasty in the living room

Chapter 42 It’s good to have someone up there
On this day, Fang Yu had just taken a nap when a letter came from Min Wen Gong's family.

Min Wen Gong told Fang Yu in the letter that he had written a secret report to the emperor about what he saw and heard that day.

If nothing unexpected happens, high officials from the imperial court will come to Laishui County soon and please Mr. Fang to make preparations in advance.

Of course, Min Wen Gong's writing of the memorial had to be approved by Fang Yu first.

Of course, this time Min Wen Gong did not regard this as auspiciousness, nor did he play with the Spring and Autumn style of writing. Instead, he wrote an original memorial memorial.

Because of this matter, what matters is not his promotion, but the life and death of Ming Dynasty.

Min Wenggong, who had written articles easily in the past, was extremely cautious this time.

He locked himself in his room and revised the article for three days.

It wasn't until this morning that the article was copied into a memorial and sent to the capital by fast horse.

After Fang Yu finished reading the letter, he saw a few people milling around at the door. Occasionally they glanced over here "accidentally", appearing to be very hidden.

Fang Yu frowned, walked to the door and asked, "Liu Ji, sophomores and seniors, what are you doing?"

Several people were hesitating, and Fang became more and more unhappy and said: "If you have something to say, just get out of here!"

Liu Ji then said with a smile: "Master, I don't know...has Axiu gotten up? We want to take her to put the windmill."

Fang Yu remembered that whenever these guys had free time in the past few days, they would take Axiu to "fly the windmill".

There's obviously something going on here.

"Axiu." Fang Yu shouted inside.

Soon Axiu came out rubbing her eyes. When she saw Liu Ji and others outside, she ran back with her short legs.

After a while, she came out with a windmill in her hand.

She held the windmill high, as if she was afraid that Fang Yu wouldn't be able to see it.

snort!I also learned to hide my eyes from others.

Fang Yu nodded on the surface but sneered in his heart.

On the playground of the Security Department, 40 security team members stood upright like javelins. (There is another team on duty)
They wear blue shorts, large caps (framed with bamboo strips, made of coarse cloth) on their heads, and red armbands on their arms.

This is their new uniform.

Because his image is completely different from other people in the camp (Laishui New City Temporary Camp), and because his excessively high salary makes people jealous (only among county residents), he has now been nicknamed "Blue Dog".

Although he was scolded secretly, all the team members, including the sophomores and seniors, liked this outfit.

They wear them all day, lest others don't know they are "blue dogs."

Not far to the left of where the team members stood, a small school was now opened.

The teacher is Comrade Axiu.

She was now standing in front of her seriously, writing on a small blackboard with ink.

Because of her weak strength, the strokes written on the lime stick were faint and unclear, so she could only follow the strokes again and again.

After a while, a word was finally written!
The sophomores, seniors and Liu Ji, who were sitting cross-legged below, immediately gave them warm applause.

"Thank you for your hard work, Axiu."

"The word "Axiu" is so well written."

"That's it for Yan Xiucai. Thanks to his age, we, Axiu, have already caught up with him."

The last shameless words were spoken by a sophomore in high school.

He no longer loves Teacher Yan. If Yan Xiucai wants to leave again, he will definitely agree with his hands.

Because Teacher Yan had changed, the day after he stayed, he gave a grade of 0 for his sophomore year homework.This is the first 0 points since the class started. What a shame!

Axiu glanced at them with a serious face, then pointed at the word on the blackboard and said in a sweet voice: "This character is pronounced '杼', if you don't learn it, you will lose the meaning of '杼'."

Without explaining, he directly arranged for several students to say: "Write quickly, each person will write twenty times first."

The students didn't think there was anything wrong with her teaching methods, so they quickly took out the paper, spread it on their knees, and started typing.

Axiu followed Yan Xiucai's example and walked past them with her little hands behind her back.

"Uncle Liu Ji, you missed one stroke on the right side of this wooden character."

"Uncle, the third year of high school, the word "伱" is written as "子", so I need to check it here."

"Uncle, sophomore...you are so stupid."

Hey, these people are also miserable. Seeing that the exam is coming, they have fallen behind too much in their previous homework.

Others can go to Yan Xiucai to make love, but they have a grudge against Yan Xiucai and would rather go to the unreliable Axiu. (The sophomore in high school also has a grudge now, and the senior in high school follows his brother closely)
Fortunately, the so-called homework now is sketching Chinese characters, and the content of the test is dictating the Three Character Classic. (part)

Even if Axiu is unreliable, the effect of rote memorization and repeated copying is immediate.

"How many people are in the camp now?"

After Fang Yu learned the truth about Axiu's "windmill", he came to listen to Old Man Zhao's work report.

Such small reports (for senior cadres) are given almost once every ten days, and there is also a public work meeting report once a month.

Don't think this stuff doesn't matter.

Through these meetings, everyone can know that their own houses and their own Laishui New City are being built step by step.

In this way, they will not be confused and will be particularly energetic when working.

Wouldn't it be nice to hold a small meeting if there's nothing to do? It's not only convenient for management, but also makes people who work as cows and horses feel hopeful.
Old Man Zhao replied: "There are now a total of 1484 people in the camp.

Among them, 387 are residents of Laishui New Town, and a total of 1097 people come to work in the county and nearby villages.

Among them, there are 30 long-term employees, including chef Cui Cui and his wife Fat Lady (the number of people in the kitchen increased to 15), bamboo craftsman Li Shun (1 person), Liu Scissors, Lao Cai and their apprentices and helpers (tailor shop reduced to 12 people), brick kiln masters (2).

There were 1067 temporary workers left, including 3 city gate soldiers (one more). "

Fang Yu thought for a while and reminded: "We can't ask for any more soldiers at the city gate. We can't let Brother Pangda become a mere commander."

Mr. Zhao nodded and continued: "Then let me talk about the project."

“There are currently two brick kilns burning in the brick kiln yard, and two more have been excavated. It is expected to be completed in four days.

The bell tower proposed by the young master can be completed this afternoon, just in time to use up the green bricks from the two brick kilns.

The reservoir was officially completed yesterday. Transporting water from the Juma River is a big project, requiring at least 400 people and a large number of cattle and horses..."

Before Old Man Zhao finished speaking, Fang Yu interrupted: "You don't need to pick up the water from the reservoir."

Old man Zhao understood as soon as he heard it. The gods were responsible for taking care of this matter.

This saves a lot of trouble!The reservoir is one foot deep and more than four feet in circumference. It is said to be a "pool", but it is actually a large pool.

If we had to rely on manpower and animal power to transport water from the Juma River to fill it up, we don't know how long it would take until the year of the monkey and the month of the horse.

So, it’s good to have someone on top!
Old Man Zhao felt much relieved and continued: "Most of the drainage ditch from the moat to the Juma River (passing through Laishui New City) has been completed. When I went to see it in the morning, there was only about eleven or twelve miles left. Distance.

There are a lot of people coming to do the work from nearby villages. I will arrange for some to come over. It is expected to be completed in about six days. "

The progress is getting faster and faster, and the situation is great.

(End of this chapter)