Chapter 203: Wen Yu seems to be different from before...
She thought of what Xiyan had said when she and Song Linsheng visited the mansion last night, and her smile grew even wider.
"Look at all the people coming and going here, how indecent!"
After saying that, Wen Yu even pointed towards the place not far away.
In the rice fields with rippling green waves, people are working in groups of three or five, and occasionally children are sitting on the ridges and swinging their feet.
When the wind blows, the seedlings are planted in rows.
Xiyan's face darkened and he scratched the back of his head helplessly.
I still remember what I said to Madam Wen before, "Why are you bringing the young master to lie on someone else's roof?" I didn't expect that Madam Wen would remember it for so long.
When I washed the inkstone, I felt my cheeks getting hot. Isn't this the different time?
He quickly put on an apologetic smile and excused himself, "What's the point of being elegant? I'm just happy! Being happy is the most important thing."
This is the truth.
When we were in Shangdu before, I never saw the young master smiling so happily as he did in Jiangyang.
He seemed always tense at that time, not enjoying socializing with others, not satisfied with being at the top of the high school list, everything was dull, and it seemed that nothing could really move him.
Xiyan turned his gaze and saw Madam Wen with one hand on her waist and the other hanging on the young master's arm.
But now it has.
Why would he care about whether it's elegant or not? It's just for others to see.
Happiness is your own.
Wen Yu stopped teasing Xi Yan and stood up straight, looking at Song Linsheng very seriously, her eyes full of affirmation.
Song Linsheng's face was filled with even more embarrassment, which dyed his snow-white skin rosy, like the first rays of dawn breaking through the clouds, creating layers of fantastic colors.
But unlike being nervous and timid, Song Linsheng had an inexplicable sense of self-consistency and relaxation.
He pursed his lips and chuckled, also looking at Wen Yu.
No words were needed, they understood each other at this moment.
The wind blew back and the clear water rippled, as if Yu Wenyu and Song Linsheng were the only two people left in the world. The chattering of people washing inkstones stopped, Yu Chang's awkwardness was gone, and even the people in the rice fields seemed to be far away in the background.
"Lord Song?"
A sound came across, separating Wen Yu and Song Linsheng.
Song Linsheng looked in the direction of the sound and saw someone walking towards this side on the embankment not far away.
He knew who the person was without having to think too much about it because of the familiar figure, the flowing hairband and the jade bone fan that never left his hand.
Song Linsheng was silent in his heart and closed his eyes helplessly.
"Lord Mu?" Wen Yu tilted his head and put one hand in front of his forehead to block out some of the glaring light. He looked at the blurry black shadow and called out hesitantly.
"Madam Wen—" Mu Tong waved the folding fan in his hand from a distance and greeted Wen Yu.
He walked quickly forward, even on the bumpy ridges of the field.
The further he walked, the wider the shadow cast by the backlight became, until finally he was completely freed from the shadow, standing in front of Wen Yu, covered in golden light.
He changed his clothes again today, but the amber ribbon in his hair remained the same, and the jade bone fan in his hand remained the same.
Before Wen Yu could respond, Mu Tong saluted Song Linsheng, who was standing beside him. "Sir Song, your voice is truly earth-shaking and full of energy!"
"Uh..." Wen Yu scratched his brow, then took a step forward to explain.
It was one thing for her to laugh and joke with Song Linsheng, but it was another thing for Song Linsheng to lose his composure in front of others.
Wen Yu knew very well in her heart that Song Linsheng was shy, and she couldn't let others laugh at Song Linsheng.
"Today is a day off, why is Lord Mu here?"
Song Linsheng's expression remained unchanged and his eyes were calm. He changed the subject and did not intend to answer Mu Tong.
The dredging work of the Yuanshui River has come to an end recently. He and Mu Tong have also arranged the water conservancy engineering and dam construction. Logically, they don't need to be on site today.
"Well..." Mu Tong put away the fan, but the smile on his face did not disappear. "Anyway, I came to take a look when I have nothing to do, so I can rest assured."
"Since that's the case, Lord Mu, please do as you please." Song Linsheng nodded and said no more.
They have wasted quite a bit of time here, so it's time to take Xiaoyu for a walk.
Song Linsheng leaned forward and called out in a low voice, "Xiaoyu."
"Hey..." Mu Tong seemed to remember something and waved his fan back and forth, "Where are Master Song and Madam Wen? Are they going out for an outing today?"
Song Linsheng turned his gaze to Mu Tong's face and thought to himself—
It’s nice to go out for an outing, but now that I’ve met Lord Mu, it seems like he’s out of town on business.
Wen Yu was completely clueless and nodded in agreement. "Let's walk around and see how the dam is progressing."
But as soon as she finished speaking, she remembered another thing.
When it comes to official business, it’s not just Lord Mu who’s concerned.
Even when Song Linsheng and Xiyan came to see the paddy fields, they deliberately chose the one closest to here.
Wen Yu raised her eyebrows and looked back at Lord Mu with complacency.
"That's just right, why don't you come with me?" Mu Tong smiled deeply.
What Madam Wen said hit the mark exactly.
"Hmm?" Wen Yu tilted her head and looked at Mu Tong doubtfully, "Is this convenient?"
"What's the inconvenience? It's a day off anyway, so just go for a walk together." Mu Tong insisted.
Wen Yu turned sideways and looked up at Song Linsheng next to her.
Song Linsheng was feeling depressed, but his expression remained calm as usual. "Let's go together. It's a good opportunity to ask Xiaoyu to review the results of our recent work."
Wen Yu smiled brightly upon hearing this and immediately responded, "Okay!"
She had to take a good look at how far Song Linsheng had progressed after working hard for over a month.
Yu Chang watched the undercurrent between Song Linsheng and Mu Tong with cold eyes, and felt amused in his heart.
As for the momentum of the competition between the two of them, no matter how intense it is, it will be useless for Wen Yu, a fool who is not in the right situation.
Yu Chang sneered in his heart, and a slight smile appeared on his lips.
"Huh? Sister Wen Xing is here too?"
Mu Tong was shaking the jade fan in his hand, and the ribbon in his hair was swaying with it. He greeted Yu Chang as if he had seen something strange.
The curve of Yu Chang's lips disappeared before it even rose. His heart sank and he glanced at Mu Tong in front of him inexplicably.
He was neither a colleague of Mu Tong like Song Linsheng, nor an old acquaintance of his like Wen Yu. In any case, he did not need to greet Mu Tong.
Yu Chang was very frugal with his words and remained silent. He turned around and walked past Mu Tong.
"Uh, this." Wen Yu suppressed a laugh in her heart, but hurriedly explained, "My sister has always been like this. Lord Mu, please don't be offended."
But even though she said this, she was already very happy in her heart.
Even the all-round Lord Mu has his moments of failure.
"Of course, of course." Mu Tong put away his fan and made way with one hand. "Please, Madam Wen, Lord Song."
Wen Yu pursed her lips, enduring it with great difficulty. Upon hearing this, she immediately grabbed Song Linsheng's sleeve and pulled him past Lord Mu.
Mu Tong and Xi Yan followed immediately.
A group of people, led by Yu Chang, strolled along the ridges of the fields.
The Yuan River flows by my side, and the green mountains are silent in the distance. Occasionally, a few birds fly across the sky, leaving behind their clear chirping sounds.
Because it was a holiday, there were not many people at the scene today. There were only some sand and gravel piled up nearby. Baskets filled with soil and diverted farm tools were neatly collected together and guarded by a dedicated person.
"Master Song!"
"Master Mu!"
Along the way, people greeted Song Linsheng and Mu Tong, and their tone was cordial and warm, which was enough to show that they had spent a lot of time at the scene over the past month.
Wen Yu looked around. She didn't fully understand the matter of building a dam, so she could only watch and ask Song Linsheng beside her.
"We have only recently been making some basic preparations for diverting the river."
Song Linsheng pointed at the Yuan River and the farmlands on both sides, and explained slowly to Tong Wenyu.
"When we divert the Yuanshui River into a channel and redirect the water to the rice fields, we can divert the water to alleviate flood disasters and also divert water to irrigate the rice fields, thus increasing their potential."
Wen Yu nodded. What Song Linsheng said was simple and easy to understand. She understood it easily.
"Later, the main works of the dam consist of three parts: the diversion dike, the spillway and the water inlet."
Song Linsheng paused, his eyes filled with worry, "But if the government office wants to come up with this amount of money, I'm afraid it will be difficult."
He had tried hard to sort out the Jiangyang Prefecture's treasury, but no matter how hard he tried, the money in the account would not appear out of thin air.
"Hmm..." Wen Yu rubbed his knuckles against his chin, "Why don't you raise money from the local gentry and wealthy people?"
"If, after the dam is built, the names of the fundraisers could be engraved on a stone tablet, preserving their names for posterity, surely someone would be willing to help?"
Just like the Temple of the Gods in the Central Heaven, as long as the gods donate merits that accumulate to a certain amount, they can obtain a statue of their own.
"Well, let's do as Xiaoyu says." Song Linsheng's eyes lit up, and then he nodded in response.
"Mrs. Wen is indeed extremely intelligent." Mu Tong spoke up at the right time and praised her.
Wen Yu pursed his lips and glared at Mu Tong inexplicably, "Master Mu, don't try to be so rude! We are in the fields here. I am not your colleague in the government office."
Everyone was talking to each other, and the ridges of the fields were filled with laughter and joy all the way.
Walking down the Yuanshui River, Wen Yu saw that the embankment works were arranged in an orderly manner. He nodded seriously and did not hesitate to praise Song Linsheng.
"Master Xiao Song has been diligent in his duties and has worked so hard. It's truly hard work!"
Song Linsheng's smile was gentle, his eyes warm, but he couldn't suppress the curve between his lips. "Xiaoyu, it's kind."
"Hey! Stop!" Mu Tong stopped him, putting away his fan, and said rather indignantly, "Madam Wen, this is a field, not the Jiangyang government office. You are not a colleague of Lord Song!"
His words were roundabout, using Wen Yu's words to block her, which was simply using one's own spear to attack her shield.
Wen Yu glared at him and said in feigned anger, "I won't listen."
Another burst of laughter gradually arose.
Very noisy.
Yu Chang walked alone in front, frowning and looking up at the sky. He even had the idea that it would be a good idea to stay at the bottom of the Yuanshui River.
Wen Yu seems to be different from before.
"Madam Wen Xing."
A slightly vicissitudes of life voice brought Yu Chang back to his senses, and he lowered his eyes to look.
This man, whom I had met recently, seemed to be the housekeeper of the Song residence. Wen Yu called him Uncle Song.
"Uncle Song." Yu Chang nodded slightly and greeted him.
"Madam Wen Xing, you're finally here." Uncle Song, dressed neatly in a smart suit, stood on the edge of a field, holding the account book in his arms. "Madam Wen and the Second Young Master are here too, right?"
"Yeah." Yu Chang responded lightly and stepped aside to make way.
Wen Yu, Song Linsheng and his group immediately appeared behind him.
"Second Young Master! Madam Wen!" Uncle Song stood on tiptoe and looked far away, shouting, "Here—"
"Uncle Song!" Wen Yu turned her head and responded happily after seeing clearly, then lifted her skirt and ran forward a few steps.
However, when I woke up early in the morning, there was a heavy dew between the ridges of the fields, and even after being exposed to the sun for several hours, it had not completely evaporated.
Wen Yu was in a hurry and slipped when she wasn't careful.
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