Those who can rest have already been sent away."
Shi Mo turned his gaze back to the doctors: "I wonder what these are they wearing?"
Ding Qi was very honest: "I don't know either. I heard it was a gift from the immortals."
After hearing this, Shi Mo suddenly remembered the notice outside the government office and immediately had a guess: "Could it be that the idea of recruiting craftsmen this time was also from an immortal?"
This matter was no secret, and Ding Qi did not hide it: "My dear, what you said is correct. The county magistrate did learn it from the immortal."
Although this sentence is not long, it not only points out the idea proposed by the immortal, but also expresses that County Magistrate Zhuang is already half a student of the fairyland.
Shi Mo laughed and said softly, "If that's the case, it's a blessing for the county governor and Fenghe County."
But in his heart, Shi Mo had already started to think about it.
It is true that he is a scholar, but the scholars in Qi are all concerned with their country and the world.
Now that Wonderland has come up with disaster relief measures, I also want to learn a thing or two.
Maybe he should sign up, maybe he can learn a little bit.
At this moment, Ding Qi stopped and stood outside the door and said, "Sir, the young master of the Shi family wants to see you."
Soon, County Magistrate Zhuang said, "Please."
Shi Mo held the scroll and walked into the house.
This was originally the study of County Magistrate Zhuang. As the head of a county and a man of literati origin, his study was naturally decorated in an extremely elegant style, with all kinds of musical instruments, chess, calligraphy and painting.
Especially the paintings, some of which were obtained from Master Mo, and some were collected from various places.
But at this moment, the study seemed a little empty.
The museum shelves are empty, and the previous porcelain and jade artifacts are nowhere to be found. I don’t know if they were broken or put away.
The space on the wall where paintings were originally hung was now empty, bare, and there was even nothing on the bookshelf.
For safety reasons, the walls of the house were reinforced with wooden frames inside and outside.
So now it looks like the whole study is a bit out of place.
But this did not hinder County Magistrate Zhuang's interest in learning.
At this moment, he was holding the notes he had taken earlier in his hand and reading them very carefully.
After all, the fairy said that what she taught were all theories, and whether they could be applied and integrated into practice depended on County Magistrate Zhuang's own understanding.
Perhaps for the students of Langyun, work-for-relief is not a strange thing. The literal meaning can be understood. When encountering disasters or poverty alleviation, people are asked to work and earn income instead of giving them things directly.
This can maximize labor enthusiasm, while also allowing people to survive and build public infrastructure.
China has models from ancient times to modern times, and there are also ready-made examples around the world.
But for County Magistrate Zhuang, this was indeed a new concept.
So, County Magistrate Zhuang put in the same enthusiasm he had when he took the imperial examination, and almost forgot to eat and sleep.
Now he was extremely focused. Although he called Shi Mo in, he forgot to look up and still held the notebook in his hand.
Shi Mo was not in a hurry and just stood aside waiting obediently.
After a long while, County Magistrate Zhuang finally let out a breath, put down the book contentedly, and then noticed that there was someone else in the room.
Shi Mo bowed politely and said, "Sir, the master's new painting is finished. Please review it."
In the past, County Magistrate Zhuang would surely be eager to unfold it and take a look.
But this time he shouted outside first: "Go and invite the Immortal Lord, I want to view the painting with him!"
Ding Qi outside the door hurriedly took the order and left.
Soon, Peng Lang arrived.
In fact, he would have come even if County Magistrate Zhuang hadn't invited him, because now that the rescue mission is over, the next task is construction. He has to take time to return to Langyun and come to say hello to County Magistrate Zhuang before leaving.
But before he could speak, County Magistrate Zhuang excitedly said, "My Lord, come and watch with me."
Peng Lang swallowed what he was about to say, walked forward, and asked curiously, "What is this?"
County Magistrate Zhuang smiled, his expression hinting at something serious. "If this painting is well done, it will be enshrined in the future to express our gratitude to the immortal realm for its kindness."
After hearing this, Peng Lang suddenly had a bad feeling.
At this time, Shi Mo had already untied the silk rope on the scroll and reached out to unfold it.
County Magistrate Zhuang hurriedly said, "Be careful, don't bump into anything."
Shi Mo responded, and his movements became lighter.
The painting is also slowly unfolding.
Soon, Peng Lang saw that the painting was of a person, and both the appearance and dress of the person looked very familiar.
He looks so much like me...
But it's a little different.
Because he didn't remember that the helmet he was wearing could glow...
Why is there a halo around my head???
County Magistrate Zhuang marveled, "Under such difficult conditions, Master Mo can still create such a painting. It is truly admirable."
Shi Mo smiled and said, "Master, remembering the immortal's life-saving grace, naturally treated it with extra care."
County Magistrate Zhuang didn't notice Peng Lang's silence. He examined it for a long moment before nodding and saying, "Keep this well. It can definitely be passed down to future generations."
Peng Lang: ...
He suddenly wanted to know what the reaction would be if archaeologists really found it a long time from now and discovered that the person worshipped in this era was a person wearing a helmet.
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