Bring The System To Datang

After Li Yi finished speaking, he was happily eating and drinking, but the officials were depressed.

They found that the matter raised by Li Yi was not easy to solve. What was the specific situation in the place and how to judge?

In the winter now, local officials are repairing the river embankment when the water is small and sending people to the site to see it. When they come to the conclusion that it can be repaired, the time has been missed.

It’s okay if we don’t send water next year. If we send water, it happens that the location of the embankment has not been repaired. Who will bear the burden?

Li Longji frowned, thinking while eating.

Queen Wang is not in a hurry. She only strengthens one belief. If she encounters a problem, she will find Uncle, and Uncle will solve it.

Li Chengqi glanced around and asked directly, "Brother Yi, is there no solution to this matter?"

He had never experienced that in the past, local people raised money for local repairs, and asked the people to help. Those who didn't work just paid the money.

The imperial court wanted to allocate funds, but there was no money. Local officials did serve the people and wanted to leave a name in history.

Zhang Jiuling went home to build the road and wrote to the court. The court agreed and he began to take care of it.

Taking advantage of the people's slack in the countryside, they used their power to find mountains and roads. Those with a lot of money in the local area paid extra money in addition to the part of the money they didn't work to make up.

Dagengling has been repaired in this way, and the Meiguan Ancient Road is still there for thousands of years.

Now that the local government has money, the court has sent someone to the local government to look at it, and it almost agrees.

The local road construction ethos cares about leaving a name. Which official does not want to leave something behind after he leaves office?

In the future? Who knows if Daoist's heart will change?

The others were just like Li Chengqi, had not been cheated by local officials, and had little experience, so they watched Li Yi together.

"Whoever repaired the bridges, embankments, and roads, first say why they were repaired, and they will be on them when you report them.

In addition, we need to talk about the annual maintenance cost. If there is a problem at the time, for example, after a few years, he will leave his post and check him.

The new officer took over and wanted to demolish, also because of problems after the demolished years.

Tell them clearly which bridge and which road, and engrave the official's name after the repair. "

Li Yi gave a method based on Datang's situation. The reverse investigation is a deterrent, and the lettering is very useful.

Local bridge repairs and other things should be included in the county and state chronicles.

The quality of the inscribed bridge is not good, the money is greedy, and the bad guys on the bridge are finished, as recorded in Chi Di.

"Zhuqing!" Li Longji happily toasted, and the problem was solved.

The officials followed and drank, no one praised Li Yi to be afraid of half a word, and ignored them directly.

Li Yicai ignored it and drank his own wine happily.

In another place, Ma Jien found his daughter-in-law and ate with the farmers of Lijiazhuangzi.

I eat chicken skewers outside. Lijiazhuang offers lamb skewers and steamed shrimp balls and crab balls.

The two children were not there. They were taken by the farmer’s children to eat, and they were taken care of by the older child.

"Fuck, I got it, let's show it to you." Ma Jien took out five copies of the deed from his arms and sold it.

Starting today, their family belongs to Lijiazhuangzi.

Ma Shi touched Wen Qi: "Ji En, we have a home now. Zhuangzi divides the house, but the house is empty, and I have to make furniture by myself."

"Furniture is easy to handle, I'll make a simple set first, and take the time to make it slowly."

Ma Jien patted his chest to assure that it belongs to his daily work.

Find a bad piece of wood and make a set at will, and it's fast.

Later, see if you can get good wood, carefully made, beautiful and practical.

He said to his wife like a child eating candy: "Do you know how I failed the exam?"

"Ji'en, let's listen!" Ma Shishi cooperated. She felt that this man was sometimes silly and cute.

"A group of people surrounded me and asked about carpenters, bricklayers, stonemasons, tinsmiths, and blacksmiths.

I'm not good at tin work and ironing, but they asked me exactly what I could.

Most people can't, there is a man named Zheng Lian who heard that she is in charge of women's work. He asked it a little bit difficult.

In my opinion, he is the same, I didn't ask him back, fearing that he would not be able to answer, and give him face. Are you right? "

Ma Jien said excitedly and found that he was old and great!

"Yes, keep face." Ma Shi knew what Zheng Lian's Big sis man was doing, and was selected by Yao Chong to fight against Li Jiazhuangzi based on his ability.

She wanted to laugh, but held back: "Ma Lang, there is a steam engine in Zhuangzi, as well as glass, mirrors, kerosene lamps, bicycles and other things.

You have never worked in Zhuangzi, you should be an apprentice first. Even if we do, let's look at other people's methods.

Zhuangzi never acted frivolously to win the hearts of the people. We are now a banker, and we have to think for Zhuangzi. "

"I know, I will be allowed to go to the workshop tomorrow. Someone else is not doing well enough, so I won't say it directly when I remind."

Ma Jien nodded again and again, and his wife was right, and she should not look down upon others.

"Ma Lang is going to eat the skewers. I just milked the donkey egg when I came. He fell asleep and was looked after by him."

Ma Shi pours a bowl of warm rice wine for her husband, and arranges the skewers.

The two drank a bowl of rice wine and dared not eat too much. They found their two sons and took them home and slept on a straw mat.

When the sun was high, Ma Shicai woke up, scared to wake up in a dream that the donkey's eggs could not eat milk and cry.

She sat up, looking very flustered, she didn't worry about the child, someone fed him.

She was afraid that she would sleep in on the first day when she entered Zhuangzi, and she was told by others.

When she moved, Ma Jin opened his eyes and panicked as well.

The two woke up the children, washed them quickly, and went downstairs to find someone.

When I found a farmer and asked them, they told them that they didn't need to do any work today. They would just stroll around and eat in the cafeteria.

"Knowing that we are tired on the road, go and see the donkey eggs before eating." Ma Shishi understood.

When he arrived at the hospital, Donkey Dan was listening to the music box. Someone changed his diaper, and another was preparing to feed goat milk.

In the music box is the music of Jasmine. The baby listened quietly, blinking from time to time.

Ma Shi hurriedly hugged him to breastfeed, and said apologetically to the nurse: "I woke up until I fell asleep last night."

"You are exhausted on the road and need to recover for two days. The donkey egg's body temperature rose in the middle of the night, sputum was sucked, and water was fed.

The injection in the early morning is now 38°F, and it has picked up again. We will make adjustments when we have had milk.

When the physical cooling rate is fast in a large area in the water basin, don't worry! "

The nurse said about the baby's condition and how to deal with it. After speaking, she drank the goat's milk in the bottle by herself.

Ma Jien looked at his son, and stared at the music box vigorously: "This tune comes from a small box?"

"It's a music box. Apprentices can only play one kind of music. Masters can make two or three kinds of changes. They are too busy to make it."

The nurse introduced the music box, which is now being made by apprentices.

Ma Jin's face changed and changed, and he found that he did not understand the reason for the movement of the box.

Why didn’t the Owner ever take the test yesterday?

He turned his head to look at his own wife with a guilty conscience.

Who can tell yourself how to make a box that can play by yourself? Zhuangzi's craftsmanship...

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