Chapter 511: A Cheesy Pickup Line a Day

"Prefect Liu, has he left again?"

Upon hearing this news, Xie Chan felt quite dejected.

Unconsciously.

Her cute little mouth pouted.

Scoundrel!

Bad man!

That "Are you fat today" thing, it kept her from sleeping all night! This guy, he really dares to say anything! So shameless... hmm, such embarrassing words, he just blurts them out; she must have misjudged him before!

But...

At this moment, it was already noon, and she was still holding that letter, unable to bring herself to put it down.

Hmm.

Not to mention, his handwriting was still very good to look at.

"Um, Madam..."

Xie Chan really wanted to ask where Prefect Liu had gone and when he would return. But when she turned her head to look, she saw a face full of black lines.

She saw that Feng Sanniang was currently holding that mirror, beaming with joy, fussing about with Snow Cream and liquid foundation...

Ah, this...

Xie Chan didn't know whether to laugh or cry.

Ever since Feng Sanniang discovered the magical nature of this mirror yesterday, after screaming a few times at her own greasy, disheveled appearance, she began to tidy herself up. Look at this, she had changed clothes several times in one day, and Liu Dahao stood to the side, drenched in sweat, holding a huge pile of clothes.

Try this outfit and see.

Try that outfit and see.

She was tireless.

Xie Chan followed suit and smiled.

Sure enough, women of every age group love beauty.

"Knock, knock, knock, knock, knock, knock, knock, knock..."

As soon as the knocking sounded, the three of them were startled, but upon hearing three long and two short knocks, they relaxed; Liu Dahao threw down the pile of clothes he was holding and went to open the door.

"My Lord, the Young Master has sent a letter!"

"Ah!"

Xie Chan stood up abruptly.

Feng Sanniang teased, "Look, what did I say? This brat definitely can't forget my Chan'er, right, right? Isn't it here now?"

Xie Chan blushed and took the letter.

Unable to withstand the teasing gazes of the two elders, she buried herself in her quilt.

This bad man.

What words is he going to say to tease her again?

She opened the letter.

Sure enough.

The same handwriting.

The same trick.

The top fold of the letter.

"Do you know? You are so perfect, but you still have one flaw."

Xie Chan let out an "ah."

What flaw could she possibly have?

Scoundrel!

Shouldn't she be perfect in his eyes?

She gritted her teeth, looking indignant.

She opened the bottom fold.

"The flaw is... me..."

Oh my!

She let out a soft moan, her whole body turning limp.

Bad man...

Ship after ship of Sulfuric Acid had already been loaded.

For such large-scale quantities of Sulfuric Acid, one naturally could not use Glass bottles, but instead switched to iron drums. Sulfuric Acid can be transported in iron tanker trucks and iron drums. Because after Sulfuric Acid reacts with iron, it can form a dense oxide film on the surface, preventing further reaction.

"Young Master, for such a small matter, letting Jiang Xuan go is enough. Hahahaha, I feel more that Her Highness the Princess needs you more at this time!"

At this moment, Jiang Xuan still did not forget to tease Liu Zheng.

Liu Zheng coughed and smiled faintly: "Women, you know, you have to learn how to handle them. Do you understand? You can't just spoil them blindly!"

Jiang Xuan held back his laughter.

"Hey, you brat..."

Liu Zheng kicked out at him.

In reality, where would he know anything about "handling" them... he just didn't know if those cheesy pickup lines from the later generations would come in handy at this time...

The ship set sail.

Heading south all the way.

The Grand Canal of today has already been excavated as far as Liangzhou, and this could be considered Liu Zheng's first inspection of the Grand Canal. Because of this Blockage of the Ship, the Liangzhou side could be considered to have gained experience, maximizing the depth and width of the canal. The Grand Canal of today can already accommodate ten Tower Ships sailing side by side; if another Blockage of the Ship like that were to happen, it would not cause any impact on the Grand Canal at all.

Smooth as a plain!

Steady and stable!

Liu Zheng expressed that he was very satisfied.

"Hahahaha, this Prefect Liu is truly anxious this time!"

Hearing that Liu Zheng was already on his way to Longqi Gorge, Xie Ling sneered incessantly.

Anxious, are you?

Too late!

At a time like this, is it still useful to grasp at straws in desperation?

He even leisurely picked up a cup of wine, drank it smugly, and laughed with this group of wealthy merchants: "Did you see that? This Prefect Liu is already showing panic! Instead of thinking of a Method to treat Longyang Princess at the first opportunity, he is actually going to smash rocks!"

The crowd also followed with a roar of laughter.

Isn't that right?

It is very obvious.

The impact of the Blockage of the Ship on Liangzhou has been decreasing day by day.

At this moment, the most urgent matter—one could even say the death order issued by the imperial court—is that Longyang Princess must not have any mishaps! Yet you ignore the Princess and run off to smash rocks? If this isn't throwing oneself into chaos, what is?

With this, these wealthy merchants became even more confident in Xie Ling.

The son of a merchant, his vision is still too limited.

His vision is limited.

They were already waiting to soar to success together with Xie Ling.

Everyone.

Seemed to be waiting to see Prefect Liu make a fool of himself.

This group of people from the Ministry of Works was the same.

They also did not believe that Prefect Liu could turn the tide just by arriving, after this Blockage of the Ship had persisted for two months.

But Prince Yong still nodded with a firm expression and laughed softly: "Minister Dong, I still believe that the Ministry of Works should rest for three days, and wait for Prefect Liu to come over to discuss the dredging matter together, how about that?"

"You, you, you..."

At this, Dong Feng was suddenly furious: "You, a dignified Prince Yong, actually do not trust my Ministry of Works, but instead trust that merchant's son? You, you, you, do you know who sent me?"

Prince Yong smiled faintly.

Who sent him?

Left Vice Minister of the Ministry of Works Dong Feng is the nephew of Minister of Personnel Zhu Zhen, so naturally, he is from the same faction. Who else could have sent him? Their faction of Scholar-officials is fundamentally at odds with the Noble Class like the local Feudatory Kings; why would Prince Yong need to give them any face?

He sneered coldly: "Minister Dong, although you are a Minister of Works, in terms of rank, you are not as high as me, are you? This Blockage of the Ship has already persisted for two months. Since your Ministry of Works arrived, it has only become more blocked! Is there anything wrong with letting you stop work temporarily?"

"You..."

Seeing Prince Yong tear off the mask of civility, Dong Feng immediately rebuked angrily: "You insult my Ministry of Works..."

"Fine, fine, fine!"

He sneered coldly: "Everyone, come back and rest, and withdraw all those machines and craftsmen!"

"I want to see this time if this Prefect Liu can really step on the head of my Ministry of Works!"

"Yes!"

With one command.

Those people who were still busy using various machines and tools to smash rocks retreated one after another.

When the people on the scene saw this situation, they immediately fell into chaos.

"What is going on? Are they just going to ignore it?"

"What is this for!"

"Keep working!"

"If you all stop caring, what are we supposed to do!"

Suddenly, the whole scene was filled with wailing.

Dong Feng sneered coldly.

He wanted to see!

In this situation now, how will you clean up this mess!

"Someone, bring me my money bag!"

"Bet! I bet that Prefect Liu will fail, one thousand taels!"

"Yes..."