"Wow, it smells so good." A lazy voice sounded outside the flower hall, and Xu Wei's fat figure appeared at the door.

"Miss Qiaoqiao, give your uncle Xu a bowl as well." Xu Wei didn't know what politeness was. When Hu Zongxian had a meal, he would sit down and eat, and then leave after finishing his meal.

Qiaoqiao quickly served a bowl to Xu Wei as well.

Zhao Hao rolled his eyes and said to Xu Wei unhappily, "I shouldn't have given you food. Tell me, what you did yesterday, was that human?"

"People should speak with conscience." Xu Wei chuckled, "A good cook can't cook without rice, right, Qiaoqiao? Just give me that little food, I'm lucky to have managed until now. If someone else were to take care of it, it wouldn't be the inspector's sedan chair that would be demolished, but your father's government office."

"Don't play so dangerously next time." Zhao Hao said helplessly while blowing noodles: "If you want to find excitement, there will be plenty of opportunities in the future. Kunshan can't stand the current torment."

"Oh oh oh." Xu Wei nodded perfunctorily and buried his head in eating noodles. It was not known whether he heard it or not.

Probably not.

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After dinner, Zhao Hao asked Xu Wei if he wanted to go for a walk on the embankment together.

Xu Wenchang was too lazy to move, so he went back to his room to take a nap.

To him, it didn’t seem to make any difference whether he went to jail or not, because he would just stay at home and not go out anyway.

To be honest, it seems even more inconvenient to be outside, after all, you can't find inspiration at any time.

Zhao Hao took Zhao Shizhen and Zhang Jian on a boat to the Xiaozhan River and headed for Nanshan Temple.

When getting off the boat, he happened to see Zhao Shouzheng sending Inspector Lin back to the county.

"Son, you get up so early, why don't you sleep a little longer?" Zhao Shouzheng asked Zhao Hao with a smile.

"Hehe..." Zhao Hao looked at the sky. It was almost noon. "Sent away?"

"Um."

"Are you emotionally stable?"

"Not bad. He has accepted the money. He should not commit suicide."

"That's fine." Zhao Hao was relieved now. He was afraid that Lin Xun's self-esteem was too strong, and if he did something out of control, it would be troublesome.

"By the way, he also gave us a piece of advice, don't push the Xu family into a corner." Zhao Shouzheng said, spreading his hands and said, "I wonder what he meant?"

"Who knows." Zhao Hao also spread his hands.

"Then just ignore him." Master Zhao never thought too much about things that he couldn't figure out. He pointed to the Nanshan Temple in front and said, "First, try to find a way to appease the one inside. The water god is getting more and more angry. He almost kicked me in the ass that day."

"Why are you so angry?" Zhao Hao asked with a blink.

"You tricked him into coming here, and then you didn't show up for half a month. How could he not be angry?" Zhao Shouzheng sighed and said, "Be nicer when you go in later. Old Pan has a bad temper."

"Zhao Shouzheng, who do you say has a bad temper?!" Then a voice like a loud bell exploded above his head, and Mr. Zhao was so scared that he quickly pulled his son behind him.

Zhao Hao was very curious. His father had seen and eaten this before. How could he be so scared? He curiously stuck his head out, wanting to see what the famous Pan Jixun looked like.

Old Pan was about forty or fifty years old, with bronze skin, high cheekbones, deep nasolabial folds, and a pair of tiger eyes like copper bells. He did look a bit ferocious.

"Where the hell were you yesterday? Did you think your boast was about to be exposed and you were planning to run away?!"

"Mr. Yinchuan, keep your voice down. Don't scare the child." In Mr. Zhao's eyes, no matter how capable his son is, he is still a child...

"Don't worry, I'll go back soon and won't disturb your peace again." Pan Jixun sneered.

Only then did Zhao Hao and his son notice that the servant behind him was carrying a bag and seemed to be preparing to leave.

"Mr. Yinchuan, you misunderstood. There was an emergency in the county yesterday." Zhao Shouzheng hurriedly stopped him and begged, "I was in a hurry to go back to put out the fire, and as a result, I forgot to report it to Mr. Yinchuan. Please forgive me, forgive me this time."

"It's useless for me to say anything today. The more I think about it, the more I look like a fool. Building a stone embankment in a month? You must be kidding!" Pan Jixun ignored him, angrily shook off his hand, and walked down the embankment by himself:

"I just discovered these days that you don't even have stones in Kunshan County, yet you're still building a stone embankment. Bah! You big liar, you're not even sure if you have a son!"

Zhao Hao was stunned when he heard this. He didn't expect that he was such a grumpy old man from Zuan.

Zhao Shouzheng had originally let him scold him, but he became unhappy after hearing the last sentence. He pulled Zhao Hao in front of him and said, "You said I don't have a son? Look at what this is?!"

Pan Jixun finally stopped, looked at Zhao Hao with a dark face and asked: "Are you Zhao Hao?"

"That's right. Junior greets the Prime Minister." Zhao Hao gritted his teeth and bowed deeply to Old Pan.

"Why are you so young?" Pan Jixun looked him up and down. Although Mr. Zhao had tied his hair up high to look like an adult, Pan Zhongcheng still saw through his childish nature.

"I'm not small at all." Zhao Hao couldn't help but protest solemnly: "And it will grow bigger!"

"Uh..." Pan Jixun felt something was wrong, but he still said patiently, "You wrote to me and told me that you could build a stone embankment like the one in Wujiang within a month?"

"No matter how big the flood is, it can't wash it away." Zhao Hao smiled faintly and said, "Of course, if Zhongcheng doesn't believe it and insists on leaving, there's nothing we can do."

He snapped his fingers and said, "It's just a small gift, not a token of respect, please accept it, Zhongcheng."

Gao Wu and two guards carried a wooden box with great effort and came to Pan Jixun.

The three men let go. With a thump, the box sank an inch deep into the ground.

"What do you mean? Are you trying to humiliate me?" Pan Jixun sneered, kicked open the lid of the box and said, "Distribute it to the people for me..."

"Huh?" He was suddenly stunned because he found that there was no silver in the box, but a large gray stone.

"What do you mean? Are you trying to humiliate me?!" Pan Jixun was immediately furious and raised his foot to kick Zhao Hao's butt.

"Why do you have two big eyes? Can't you see clearly?" Zhao Hao quickly jumped to the side and narrowly saved his butt.

"The secret of building a dam in one month lies here!"

"Huh?" Pan Jixun was stunned for a moment and looked at the stones in the box.

Upon closer inspection, it turned out to be not just one stone, but several stones of various sizes and shapes, glued together with a rough mortar.

Prime Minister Pan, who regards project quality as his life, has never seen such a perfunctory approach. How can he tolerate such a perfunctory approach?

As soon as he stretched out his hand, the servant presented him with a big iron hammer.

"This, this..." Young Master Zhao's eyes widened. Who would go out with a big hammer?

"This is my habit, what's wrong with that?" Pan Jixun raised the sledgehammer with both hands, swung it and smashed it hard on the stone.

Sparks flew, but only a little rock chipping was knocked off.

"This, this..." Now it was Pan Jixun's turn to be stunned.

ps. This is the fourth update, I will write another one!!! Please give me a monthly ticket!!!