Feng Changgui was genuinely unafraid. He felt his injuries had almost healed, and it was time for him to come and help Lu Qingyan. After all, he was the eldest brother and couldn't push all the burdens onto his third brother.
"Third brother, it seems you've handled this task well," Feng Changgui said approvingly, then asked, "Is there anything I can help you with?"
Lu Qingyan really wanted to say, "Big brother, you should go back and rest." But after looking at Feng Changgui's bright, expectant eyes, she had a brilliant idea: "Since big brother is here, there's really something I need your help with."
Lu Qingyan pulled Feng Changgui to the makeshift study and spread out the paper: "Since you're here to help, please write a few more pieces of calligraphy for me. Your calligraphy is priceless, so let's write... 'A Family of Good Deeds'!"
Feng Changgui didn't ask any further questions, muttered something to himself, and picked up his pen to write.
After finishing one sheet, Feng Changgui was about to change to another when Lu Qingyan stopped him: "Seal, brother, you haven't used the seal yet."
"Too much trouble, too much trouble," Feng Changgui said, but his hands didn't stop moving.
Lu Qingyan took the paper that Feng Changgui had written on to the side to dry, a satisfied smile on her face.
Feng Changgui raised an eyebrow: "What, are you so happy to see these words I wrote?"
Lu Qingyan chuckled and said, "Of course I'm happy. Those people will probably be very happy too."
The "happy" Lu Qingyan spoke of was definitely in quotation marks. In fact, those wealthy merchants were furious after receiving two hundred taels of silver and a calligraphy piece. Their belongings could fetch far more than that, but Prince Jing's men had stormed in and taken everything, leaving them with nothing but these few items. What could they do?
Ask Prince Jing to get the things back? Don't be ridiculous, that's impossible. Their servants are no match for those trained soldiers.
Furthermore, the calligraphy that Prince Jing brought over was personally written and stamped by Prince Chen; they absolutely had to hang it in their homes and preserve it carefully. Every time they saw those four characters, everyone felt an urge to vomit blood.
Money is the most fleeting thing; the silver allocated for disaster relief was all spent in a flash, and the effect was obvious.
The repairs to the dam were quite successful, and Lu Qingyan even went to take a look. However, the area around the dam was all farmland, and the water looked rather murky.
After thinking it over, Lu Qingyan decided to plant a tree that was more than a meter wide and easy to care for near the Yanghe River.
Something is better than nothing. Those grasses are short and thin; they only look nice, they're useless. It's safer to plant more trees.
After a while, Lu Qingyan said again, "Have those people work hard to dig a small ditch around these farmlands, and be careful not to flood the crops."
The people below didn't know the reason, but Lu Qingyan had a lot of power, so they did as she said.
After three months of hard work, Lu Qingyan finally finished cleaning up Yanghe, and every place looked brand new. Lu Qingyan also took the opportunity to gather evidence of the Meng family's crimes. The evidence was irrefutable; the Meng family couldn't deny it this time! Meanwhile, Feng Changgui's injuries had healed, and he no longer needed to be so cautious.
The mission is accomplished, and it's time to retire gracefully.
This time, Lu Qingyan will bring Sima Ruibao with her when she returns to the capital. Sima Ruibao is a very talented person, and Lu Qingyan does not intend to bury his talent.
She wanted Sima Ruibao to be rewarded for his meritorious service in the disaster relief efforts, and she wanted him to return to the battlefield he had always longed for, to continue his heroic dream of conquering.
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