It was already sunset when Zhang Qingjiu returned to the prefect's mansion from the foot of Panshan Mountain.
Situ Wucuo and the craftsmen had gone out to inspect the damaged houses and had not yet returned. Cheng Shi was listening to the doctor's report on the situation of the injured in the city. When he saw her coming, he just nodded and signaled the doctor to continue.
Zhang Qingjiu's eyes flashed and he turned to look at the clouds on the horizon.
After the heavy rain, Yongzhou City seemed to be covered in a heavy fog. Today, a rare cloud appeared on the horizon.
There is a saying that the morning glow travels thousands of miles without going out.
This is a good sign.
But if the people of this city want to live and recuperate, the restrictions must be broken.
She remembered seeing the cracking method, but she had never used it, and now she couldn’t remember it clearly...
Taking a deep breath, Zhang Qingjiu frowned.
Although breaking this restriction was a top priority, what she wanted to know more was who did it.
If this star shifting technique is to be successfully performed, it cannot be achieved overnight, and the land of Yongzhou is rich in spiritual energy. It will take at least three years to seal such a spiritual eye.
And once this formation restriction begins to fall, this place will definitely begin to be turbulent...
Zhang Qingjiu's heart moved, and he turned to look at a young man in the prefect's mansion, "Let me ask you, has the weather been good and the people of Yongzhou can live and work in peace and contentment in the past three years?"
The sudden question made the young man startled, and he nodded quickly, "The weather has always been good, except for this flood..."
This time, Cheng Shi had already finished listening to the doctor's report. Seeing Zhang Qingjiu's frown and the uneasy look on his face, he came over and asked, "What's the matter, Mr. Zhang?"
Zhang Qingjiu glanced at Cheng Shi and narrowed his eyes, "Have you seen the records of this place in the past three years?"
"Yes." Cheng Cheng rubbed his temples with a hint of sigh in his tone, "I have seen it this afternoon. The people of Yongzhou have never suffered such a disaster. This flood is really a natural disaster..."
Zhang Qingjiu's eyes darkened: "Lie."
Cheng Shi was startled for a moment and frowned, "Master Xiao Zhang, what do you mean?"
Zhang Qingjiu didn't look at him, but looked at the boy intently.
When she said the word "lie", the boy suddenly raised his eyes and lowered them again. Although the action happened in a flash of lightning, it did not escape Zhang Qingjiu's eyes.
Taking a step forward towards the boy, Zhang Qingjiu's voice became a little colder, "You know what I mean when I say lying."
"Small, small..."
"The safety and life of the people of a city is more important than having political achievements?!" Zhang Qingjiu snorted heavily, and his eyes completely turned cold.
Upon hearing this, Cheng Shi frowned even more. He glanced at the boy who started to tremble, and then at Zhang Qingjiu, who had a cold expression on his face. "Master Xiao Zhang, what do you mean?"
Zhang Qingjiu glanced at Cheng Shi and knew that although he still asked him, he actually had some concerns in his heart, so he turned his attention to the young man again and said word by word: "Should I protect a dead prefect, or should I do it?"
Tell the new parent officer exactly what happened in Yongzhou in the past three years, and I will give you another chance."
After saying these words, the boy fell to his knees on the ground with a plop, his face pale: "Master Cheng, Master Xiao Zhang, Xiao Xiao, Xiao Xiao."
After he finished describing the situation in Yongzhou in the past three years, even though he was as calm and solemn as Cheng Shi, he couldn't help but widen his eyes and took a breath, "The people in Yongzhou have been in dire straits for the past three years, how dare you hide it?"
Three years ago, there was a drought.
Two years ago, there was a locust plague.
A year ago, there was an ice disaster.
In just three years, who could have imagined that Yongzhou, which was once prosperous, would encounter so many difficulties?
If Yongzhou hadn't really accumulated a lot of savings in the past, how could it have been hidden for three years?
After the boy told him what happened in his homeland, he could no longer hold back a sob in his throat, but he didn't speak again.
Cheng Cheng took a deep breath and slowly covered up the shock in his eyes. As an official in the same dynasty, how could he not know the thoughts of the former eunuch?
All I want is a piece of black gauze.
The person is dead and the matter is at this point. It is useless to pursue the matter further.
All he can do is to bring the devastated Yongzhou City back bit by bit to the prosperity it had three years ago.
"Thank you, Mr. Xiao Zhang, for your clever calculation, which saved Cheng Cheng from falling into a trap again." He bowed deeply to Zhang Qingjiu, and there was a faint respect in Cheng Cheng's eyes. "If Cheng is of any use in the future, Cheng will be obliged to do so."
He did not ask Zhang Qingjiu how he knew the secret. He only admired anyone who made contributions to the country and benefited the people.
Zhang Qingjiu glanced at Cheng Shi and nodded lightly, "Master Cheng is worrying too much. This is what I should do, but there is indeed something that needs to be arranged by Master Cheng at this moment."
"Sir Xiao Zhang, please speak." Cheng Shi's expression became stern, his eyes became serious, and his back straightened unconsciously.
"Give me a team of men and horses and follow me up Panshan Mountain."
"do what?"
"Move mountains."
"Moving mountains?" Cheng Cheng was suddenly startled. No matter how much he thought about it, he never expected to hear these two words, "Master Xiao Zhang..."
"I'm not joking anymore." Zhang Qingjiu looked at Cheng Shi steadily.
She must move the mountain created by the Star Movement, otherwise Yongzhou City will inevitably make the same mistake again.
But she couldn't say this to Cheng Shi.
Looking at Zhang Qingjiu with a calm face, Cheng Zhi felt unprecedentedly complicated and shocked in his heart.
He just returned to Beijing from Qingzhou and resumed his job half a month ago. From the moment he entered Shangjing City, he heard the words Zhang Qingjiu from time to time. He thought it was some kind of romantic affair, but who knew he was the first one?
A female official who entered the court.
I later heard a lot about her story, and although I found it interesting, I never cared about it.
But now he knew why so many people were full of praise for her.
Her calmness and wisdom...are enough to impress the world.
"Okay, how many people do you want, I will arrange it for you." Cheng Shi nodded. He knew that if the person in front of him made up his mind to do something, he would definitely not be able to stop him. The power His Majesty gave her was definitely not something he could do.
Comparable.
She did this simply because she would be the parent official of Yongzhou and leave room for him, just like she did just now.
Zhang Qingjiu pondered for a while, "The more, the better. Let's set off overnight."
Cheng Shi is a sensible person, and she knows that he will not refuse.
This time, Cheng Shi didn't say another word and only nodded lightly.
Half an hour later.
Nearly a hundred people gathered in a dark crowd outside the prefect's mansion. There were people from Yongzhou and soldiers guarding the city. Everyone had a torch and a gun in their hands.
Cheng Shi walked to Zhang Qingjiu and said, "I don't know what you are going to do, but I told them that they will all be at your disposal after they get to the mountain."
Zhang Qingjiu narrowed his eyes, thanked Cheng Cheng, and turned his gaze to the Panshan Mountain in the north of the city.
Is it a human, a ghost, or a god... let her Zhang Qingjiu see.