"As I said, we have maps, and we also have strong county soldiers leading the way. If there is any danger, we will be the ones to go first. Captain Wu is so cowardly and afraid of death. The imperial court sent a rescue, but it was all for naught!"
The following words were probably not pleasant; they sounded like a local swear word. Zheng Quchi didn't understand the content, but he understood the tone.
She stepped forward, only to hear Captain Wu also become angry: "Cangling has always been a treacherous place, and it's difficult to travel at night, let alone on mountain roads. What good is having someone lead the way? Can you guarantee there won't be any accidents? It's just a one-night delay. Can't we set off tomorrow morning?"
"If the floodwaters rise further by tomorrow morning and the roads leading to the mountains are completely submerged, how will we rescue people?"
Zheng Quchi was already standing in front of them, but the two of them were still glaring at each other like cross-eyed cocks. She could only raise her hand and say, "My lords, are you done arguing? Allow me to interrupt, do the twisted and meandering lines on this map represent rivers or mountain roads?"
On the table was a map of Cangling County, with curves, straight lines, parallel lines, triangles, circles, and wavy lines. The shapes, large and small, looked chaotic yet orderly, simple yet complex. In short... the names of the shapes were not labeled, so she could only guess.
Zheng Quchi was truly speechless at the maps of Ye Kingdom. The ones drawn in the palace could be described as abstract, but the maps of the countryside were a complete mess. She hadn't even mastered the standard map reading knowledge yet, and now she had to learn new things.
The magistrate and Colonel Wu, who were arguing heatedly, suddenly looked at her: "..." You can't even understand a map, what kind of chief craftsman are you!
Hey, don't think she can't hear you just because you didn't swear out loud!
Don't you know what it means that the eyes are the windows to the soul?
"Didn't you call me here? Fine, fine, I'll leave now, I won't disturb your argument anymore."
As Zheng Quchi was about to turn and leave, the two of them called out to him in unison, "Wait!"
"What's wrong now?"
The magistrate preemptively declared, "Lord Zheng, you be the judge, Lieutenant Wu..."
Not wanting to waste time listening to him repeat himself, Zheng Quchi said directly, "County Magistrate, I heard what you were arguing about just now, and I think... you both have a point."
The county magistrate's eyes widened: "You... how can you be as cowardly as Commandant Wu? If everyone were like you, worrying about this and that, what would happen to the trapped civilians who died?"
Zheng Quchi spoke slowly and deliberately, like an old scholar: "Don't rush, don't rush. I didn't say I wouldn't help, but helping people doesn't mean throwing them into the fire. Why don't you tell me what this is first?"
The county magistrate's lips twitched, and he finally said in an annoyed tone, "This represents water."
Water.
After a moment's thought, she proposed a new idea: "Since the mountain roads are dangerous, prone to flooding, and susceptible to landslides, why don't we just take the waterway?"
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