Yang Ruoqing scolded Mu Zichuan.

When it comes to scolding people, her momentum is directly inherited from the Tan family, and she is better than others.

The scolding made Mu Zichuan lower his head and wish he could hang it in the mud.

The scolding made Muzichuan blush and feel ashamed!

"Why didn't you say anything? You spoke instead?"

Yang Ruoqing was tired of scolding and asked again.

"What happened? Why did you hide here to get drunk instead of going back to the village?"

Hearing Yang Ruoqing's question, Mu Zichuan shook his head and smiled bitterly.

"I'm useless, I'm really useless, I'm just a useless person who can only learn to read..."

He said with a frustrated look.

"Qing'er, please go back and leave me alone."

"Our good decision was rejected by the people above..."

"You go back and tell the villagers that the canals are no longer being dug. They should do whatever they want. I, Muzichuan, am a useless useless person..."

"Muzichuan!"

Before Mu Zichuan finished speaking, Luo Fengtang suddenly shouted from behind.

It was like a thunderbolt, and Mu Zichuan was stunned for a moment.

The moment he turned his head, Luo Fengtang moved.

The tall and burly figure rushed towards this side with a strong wind.

Luo Fengtang grabbed Mu Zichuan by the collar and lifted him up from the stool.

A fist as big as a sandbag hit Mu Zichuan's handsome face.

"Bang!"

"Well……"

Muzichuan groaned and fell to the ground.

Luo Fengtang rushed over, leaned over and grabbed Mu Zichuan by the collar, roaring at him.

"Muzichuan, are you still a man?"

"When you encounter a little difficulty, do you give up?"

"Don't you like Qing'er? Haven't you always wanted to compete with me and rob Qing'er?"

"You are like this, a coward, a coward, do you deserve to like her? Do you deserve to compete with me? Bah!"

One side of Mu Zichuan's face was swollen, and bloodshot eyes overflowed from the corner of his mouth.

But he didn't bother to wipe it, he opened his eyes and looked straight at Luo Fengtang in front of him.

Luo Fengtang is still angry.

"Isn't it just that the strategy has been rejected? It's not like the sky is falling."

"Rejected, let's work together to find a way and then convince the people above. As for you, you just leave the mess behind and don't care?"

"If the water doesn't recede, it's the villagers who will be affected, including your mother!"

"You don't care about the life or death of the villagers, or the life or death of your mother, you should be in charge of it, right?"

Then, Luo Fengtang let go of his hand, stood up and stood aside to follow.

He pointed at Mu Zichuan on the ground: "If you are a man, just stand up for me and let's continue."

"You have to give in and lie down on the ground like a dog."

"If you are missing, Qing'er and I will continue to treat the water!"

After Luo Fengtang said this, he stopped talking.

Yang Ruoqing didn't speak again.

Luo Fengtang had already said everything she wanted to say for her.

Moving with emotion and understanding with reason, it is up to Mu Zichuan himself how to make the decision.

Mu Zichuan sat on the ground and stared blankly at Luo Fengtang and Yang Ruoqing.

He gritted his teeth and got up from the ground.

"I don't admit being a coward, I, Mu Zichuan, am not a coward!"

His eyes turned red, he clenched his fists with both hands, and almost yelled these words at the two of them.

Luo Fengtang and Yang Ruoqing looked at each other, and they both breathed a sigh of relief at the same time.

…

After cleaning up the table casually, the three of them sat down and discussed the matter of water control again.

From Mu Zichuan's mouth, Yang Ruoqing learned.

As soon as Mu Zichuan presented the water control strategy of growing vines and melons, Master Zhang paid attention and approved.

However, another imperial minister, Mr. Xu, strongly opposed it.

Mr. Xu’s objection was that digging canals was time-consuming, laborious, and costly.

Moreover, with the current siege caused by floods, digging canals is undoubtedly a far-reaching task that cannot quench the near-term thirst.

Then Mr. Xu also reprimanded Mu Zichuan severely, blaming him for his incompetence in doing things, and asked him to come back and reflect.

"Such a good flood control strategy has been rejected. What does Mr. Xu want to do?" Luo Fengtang frowned.

"Then has he figured out any more effective water control strategies?" he asked.

Mu Zichuan shook his head.

"Master Xu said that water control should not be rushed, but should be planned over the long term," he said.

"But in my opinion, Mr. Xu's remarks are just delaying. He doesn't care about the suffering of the people at all."

"Rejecting my strategy is not because I really think it is undesirable. But..."

Mu Zichuan started to speak but stopped.

Yang Ruoqing is so smart, how come she doesn’t understand when she hears this?

"Are Mr. Xu and Mr. Zhang fighting overtly and covertly?" she asked.

Mu Zichuan nodded.

"You are not outsiders, it doesn't hurt to tell you." He said.

"To be honest, His Majesty Da Qi is already old, and the matter of establishing a throne has been put on the agenda in recent years."

"All the princes have reached adulthood, and each of them is eager to aspire to the throne."

"The civil and military ministers of the DPRK, the three elders of the cabinet, the princes and nobles, and several prominent families in Da Qi are all secretly taking sides."

"And the two ministers, Xu and Zhang, belong to different camps when it comes to establishing the crown prince."

"So, disaster relief and flood control are also a form of fighting for the two of them."

"I am Master Zhang's disciple. If my strategy achieves miraculous results and is praised by the Holy Emperor, Master Xu will naturally be displeased. So, he will reject it..."

After listening to Mu Zichuan's explanation, Yang Ruoqing and Luo Fengtang suddenly realized.

Luo Fengtang was so angry that he punched the table hard.

"What's the point of being an official? Just looking at the harvest of one-third of an acre of land and not caring about the life and death of the people, I'm so annoyed!" he said.

Yang Ruoqing also sneered and shook her head: "If you don't make decisions for the people as an official, it's better to go home and sell sweet potatoes."

"Official circles are treacherous, I really understand this lesson!" she said.

Mu Zichuan also sighed with emotion, the road to becoming an official is really not easy to follow.

It’s not enough to just do knowledge, fight openly and secretly, and scheming.

Even before I reached the center of power, I felt exhausted.

However, you have chosen the road yourself. No matter how difficult it is, you have to persevere and go on.

"That's basically what I know." Mu Zichuan brought the topic back on track.

"The problem now is that our water control strategy of growing vines and melons has been rejected. What should we do now?" he asked.

Luo Fengtang frowned and fell into thought.

Yang Ruoqing rested her elbows on the table, her thumb and index finger lightly touching her delicate chin, and she was also thinking about it.

For a moment, her eyes lit up and she snapped her fingers.

"I thought of a person who might be able to help us solve this urgent problem," she said.

"who?"

Luo Fengtang and Mu Zichuan asked almost in unison.

Yang Ruoqing said: "Bai Laowu!"

Luo Fengtang suddenly understood and his eyes lit up.

Muzichuan was confused: "Who is Bai Laowu? I have never heard of this person..."

Yang Ruoqing curled her lips: "You would be weird if you had heard of it."
Chapter completed!