The heavy rain lasted all night.

The next morning, the rainstorm finally stopped, but the sky was still overcast.

The convoy set off again, driving on the muddy road, the speed was much slower and the ride was more bumpy.

Fu Xiaoguan lifted the curtain of the car and glanced outside from time to time. Unconsciously, the expression on his face became solemn again.

"Are you worried about something?" Zhang Pei'er followed his gaze and looked outside. There was a vast field outside, and several farmers were working there. They didn't notice anything unusual.

"Look..."

Fu Xiaoguan pointed out the window and said, "Yesterday's heavy rain happened just as the rice was heading. A lot of rice in the fields fell over. Fortunately, the wheat has already been stored, otherwise the yield in the fields would have been at least 20% less this year."

Zhang Pei'er was a little confused. Born in Linjiang as well, this former playboy who later became a talented man, could it be possible that he understood all these things?

Xu Xinyan and Susu had been together with Fu Xiaoguan for a long time, so they didn't find anything strange about his words, but Nangong Piaoxue was even more surprised than Zhang Pei'er.

She had naturally heard of Fu Xiaoguan's past. This former small landlord in Linjiang... seemed to know a lot about farming.

This is a good thing!

Down to earth.

Agriculture is the foundation of a country. He will be the emperor of the Wu Dynasty in the future. Knowing this, it is naturally impossible for the officials under him to deceive him.

"So, whether it was the Yu Dynasty or the Wu Dynasty, the agricultural infrastructure was too weak. This required the country to invest a lot of manpower and financial resources to improve it. Sigh..."

Fu Xiaoguan sighed, and Zhang Pei'er asked, "How can this be improved?"

"By building irrigation and drainage channels, when heavy rain comes, we can open the drains and the water in the rice fields will be able to flow out through the channels. Unlike now, the water will directly overflow the ridges and flow down from top to bottom, and almost every rice field will be washed away by the overflowing water."

"This is a huge project, but if it's completed, it will benefit future generations."

Zhang Pei'er didn't say anything else, but Nangong Piaoxue's eyes lit up, "When you return to Wu Dynasty, you can do this."

Fu Xiaoguan nodded, but said: "Wo Fengdao, you can do it this way."

"Emperor Xuan did not give you this money."

"...We'll figure it out when the time comes."

This was just a small episode during the journey, but because of this episode, Nangong Piaoxue began to force herself to eat vegetables and took the initiative to drink fruit juice - she hoped that her illness would be cured, because she suddenly found that she had many more expectations when she was with Fu Xiaoguan.

For example, this medical school, the medical book in his arms, and the penicillin that he once talked about with great caution.

Of course, the more important thing is that she wants to witness with her own eyes what kind of earth-shaking changes will take place in Wu Dynasty after Fu Xiaoguan returns to Wu Dynasty.

It was at this time that she sincerely thanked Queen Mother Xi for the first time. Although Queen Mother Xi had committed a heinous act, she had chosen a good husband for her.

Nangong Piaoxue looked at Fu Xiaoguan tenderly, picked up a cherry from the fruit basket, and put it into Fu Xiaoguan's mouth naturally.

Fu Xiaoguan grinned and took a breath of cold air, it was very sour!

The carriage was filled with tenderness and love, but Song Zhong, who was hanging on the bamboo pole outside the carriage, was living a life worse than death.

He was still cursing Fu Xiaoguan, the bastard official, but now he no longer had the energy to curse.

No matter who is hung so high and hung all night, he will not be in good spirits.

Song Zhong just wants to die now, but he knows that he is not even qualified to die.

I'm afraid my father Song Qingtian doesn't even have the right to die now.

The former leader of Daoshan, the former young master of Daoshan, but now... he has ended up like this. This damn Fu Xiaoguan, oh God, why don’t you send down a thunder to strike him to death!

Perhaps it was inspired by his inner thoughts that thunder suddenly rumbled in the gloomy sky.

Song Zhong raised his head and looked at the dark clouds that were becoming increasingly thicker. Then, a flash of lightning flashed from the depths of the clouds like a silver snake.

It fell from the sky!

"Crackle...!" After a sound, Song Zhong's eyes suddenly widened - you cracked the wrong one!

He just had this thought, and then the convoy stopped.

There was a burnt smell in the air. Fu Xiaoguan sighed inwardly, thinking he was careless. He forgot that the guy was pushed so high up, like a living lightning rod!

Without going out, he knew that Song Zhong must have been killed by lightning.

Sure enough, Cui Yueming ran over in a hurry, "That thief is in trouble."

"Then dig a hole nearby and bury him."

The caravan set off again, this time at a faster speed, because another rainstorm was coming and the next post station was more than ten miles away.

However, although this road is an official road, it is still difficult to travel.

Heavy rain fell from the sky, crackling against the roof of the carriage, and in an instant, it was hazy outside the window.

Fu Xiaoguan lowered the curtain and shook his head.

"Get some paper and pen. I need to write a letter to the fat man and my father."

Nangong Piaoxue took out a pen and paper and was about to grind ink when Fu Xiaoguan took out a charcoal pencil from his sleeve pocket. "We must start planning the path of the Wu Dynasty now. During this planning period, the cement workshop must be built."

As he spoke, he put down his pen and continued, "Transportation is extremely important to a country. Whether for economic, political or military purposes, it should be taken seriously by emperors of all countries.

But no one realizes this... or maybe they're really short of money."

"Actually, there are many solutions... Piaoxue, do you have a map of the Wu Dynasty?"

“…I really don’t have that.”

"Oh, that's okay. I only know the way from Qishan to Guanyun City."

Fu Xiaoguan wrote in a very eloquent manner, explaining in detail to Fu Daguan the importance of road construction, as well as his design standards for the road, etc.

He didn't consider how much money it would cost.

That's something fat people should consider.

After writing this letter, he thought about it and wrote another notice, which was a notice to recruit soldiers for Su Mo.

After the Third Divine Sword Brigade wiped out the Moon Worship Cult, only 2,200 men were left out of 3,000 men, and they had to be replenished to 5,000 men.

These people are based on the outer disciples of the Taoist Academy, and they are recruited from the martial arts world. This team needs to be brainwashed. After they finish their training in Minshan, and before I am about to leave Yu Dynasty, they must be transferred to Xiacun... At that time, the position of Xiacun will be extremely important!

As for the expeditionary force mentioned in Su Mo's letter, Fu Xiaoguan had no intention of swallowing up this army in one go, so his advice to Su Mo was to give it to General Fei.

Then he called Cui Yueming and said, "Post a few of these in busy places in every market town you pass through. Also, send this one to Wu Dynasty and give it to father."

"I obey your orders!"

Cui Yueming turned and left. Nangong Piaoxue looked at Fu Xiaoguan with great concern. She immediately understood the purpose of Emperor Wu sending her to Fu Xiaoguan's side.

He... really needs someone to take care of him!