Wei Zheng's words instantly angered Fang Xuanling.
But before he could speak.
Du Ruhui jumped out.
"Nonsense! How dare we delay disaster relief!"
"If disaster strikes and relief is not timely, will your single head be enough to answer for it?!"
Du Ruhui pointed at Wei Zheng's nose and began to scold.
"Damn it!"
"You dare bully my good brother, I'll fight you without hesitation!"
"Hey~ hey~ hey~, Old Du, don't get so worked up, let me say a few words."
Changsun Wuji pulled Du Ruhui back into the formation.
He stepped forward himself.
"Your Majesty, Minister Wei has always been incorruptible, so, for this matter of purchasing grain in the south, I recommend Minister Wei for the task."
Wei Zheng was stunned!
"You are even more of a bully than that brat Du Ruhui!"
"He just curses a bit."
"You're directly kicking me off to Jiangnan!"
"With this reputation for integrity, I wouldn't even dare to eat meat!"
"Damn it all!"
"None of you are good people!"
Li Shimin looked at them, not knowing what to say!
"Fine, it shall be as you wish. Then, Duke Zheng, you will have to make the trip."
"Duke Fang, draft an imperial decree for Duke Zheng to carry with him."
Wei Zheng felt extremely wronged!
"In this scorching heat, heading south."
"Can this old body of mine survive and return?"
Thinking about it, Cheng Yaojin treated him better, at most scaring him with his sandbag-sized fists.
But these guys eat people without spitting out bones!
"Damn it!"
But he had to brace himself and say.
"Your subject accepts the decree and thanks Your Majesty for your trust!"
Li Shimin waved his hand, then continued speaking to the assembled ministers.
"This matter is settled. Next, let's discuss which guard to send north and which officials to accompany them."
While the court was in an uproar.
Fang Er was also busy in Shenyang.
Many hands make light work. With the water channels dug, the crops were quickly irrigated.
The laborers, having tasted the sweetness of working, sought out the Prefectural Yamen.
They wanted to find some work on the construction sites here.
Anything would do, it was better than being idle at home.
Liu Dacheng couldn't make the decision himself, so he went to the Chen residence to ask Fang Er for his opinion.
Fang Er was lounging in a chair, enjoying the coolness, when he saw Liu Dacheng walking in with his hands behind his back.
"Oh! Prefect Liu, is something the matter?"
Liu Dacheng nodded at him.
"Those laborers want to ask if they can work on the Prefectural Yamen's construction sites. This subordinate cannot decide, so I have come to ask Lord Bo."
Fang Er heard this.
And closed his eyes again.
"Forget the Yamen. Have them repair the cement roads."
"Same as digging canals, twenty wen a day. We'll take as many as are willing to go."
Liu Dacheng stood up and bowed to Fang Er.
"This subordinate thanks Lord Bo on behalf of those laborers."
Opening his eyes and looking at the departing Liu Dacheng, Fang Er smiled.
"This fellow."
"His heart is filled with concern for the people."
"No wonder he's as poor as a beggar."
His official robe was full of patches.
The crops were watered.
The cement roads were also arranged.
As soon as Cheng Yaojin returned, he could dust off his hands and head back to Chang'an.
Out of boredom, he opened the system panel.
Remaining refresh times: 9.
Seeing the number displayed, Fang Er showed regret on his face.
"Damn it! I forgot to refresh the exchange again!"
"It's been three months since I came out!"
The current displays were all grooming products.
Completed exchange.
Refresh.
Telescopic Luoyang shovel.
Candles.
Black donkey hooves.
Drill-sky rope.
Glutinous rice.
Black dog blood.
Nine-jin yellow.
Compass.
Head-mounted waterproof miner's lamp.
Compass.
"Go to hell!"
After seeing the first page of ten items, Fang Er directly cursed.
"Damn system!"
"My mother!"
"Are you trying to make me a tomb raider?"
System: "Are you out of your mind?"
Fang Er: "You're out of your mind! Your whole family is out of their minds!"
System: "You've watched too many tomb raiding notes! Who says these can only be used for tomb raiding?"
System: "With your intelligence, that level-eight fitter's certificate from your past life was probably bought from a fifty-yuan pole advertisement, wasn't it?"
Fang Er: "......"
"What?"
"It seems the system makes a lot of sense!"
"Hmm? Something feels wrong?"
Fang Er: "System, you're still alive? I'd almost forgotten about you!"
System: "phi;phi;phi;phi;phi;phi;phi;"
"What the heck does that mean?"
"Giving me an emoji to guess?"
"Guess your sister!"
Let's think about what else these can be used for besides tomb raiding.
Luoyang shovel?
Fang Er redeemed one casually and took it out.
A silver-white stainless steel Luoyang shovel appeared in his hand.
The shovel handle was a full five meters long!
The shovel head was cylindrical, and the mouth was very sharp!
Looking closely, there was a button.
Fang Er tried pressing it.
*Clang!*
The shovel handle suddenly popped out a section!
From five meters to ten meters.
Press again.
*Clang!*
Another section popped out!
"Oh my gosh!"
Because it popped out so forcefully, Fang Er was holding the very back end.
The center of gravity of the Luoyang shovel suddenly shifted, almost causing Fang Er to slip and drop it.
However. It looked quite fun.
He placed the Luoyang shovel on the ground.
"I press, I press, I press press press!"
*Clang. Clang. Clang clang clang!*
Until the shovel handle extended to forty meters long!
It didn't change anymore!
"Wow!"
"This thing is amazing!"
Fang Er tried another button.
Each press retracted a section of the shovel handle.
He retracted the shovel completely.
Carrying the five-meter-long Luoyang shovel, he walked to the small garden behind the courtyard.
He tried to poke the Luoyang shovel straight down.
When he lifted it, the shovel head directly scooped out the soil.
Leaving a circular hole in the ground.
Heh heh, it seems it's really useful!
With the current drought, using this thing to explore wells would be quite good!