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A seductive purple light flashed in his eyes. Before he could finish his words, Cao Zhi simply glanced at her and let Meng Jiao manipulate him like a lost soul.

In just five seconds, Meng Jiao obtained the system information and quickly wove a simple memory signal.

"My trusted confidants have already betrayed me, and all my food supplies have been exposed. If I surrender early, there is still a glimmer of hope for survival."

After he finished speaking, Cao Zhi's head drooped weakly. Meng Jiao didn't know if this method would work, but since things had come to this point, she could only try her best.

When Cao Zhi raised his head again, he saw a closed stone house in front of him. Zhan Nanchu was sitting upright, not showing any sign of anxiety.

In fact, the little girl's words kept echoing in my mind.

“Brother, don’t talk, force him.”

Sure enough, within a moment, Cao Zhi was the first to speak. At first, he was a little confused as to why his trusted confidant suddenly betrayed him, and he doubted his memory.

However, after Zhan Nanchu nonchalantly replied with two words "continue", he became completely unsure, and the information was gradually extracted.

Even Zhan Nanchu didn't expect that from top to bottom, Qingzhou had even formed a chain of interests between officials. In the end, the only ones who suffered were the people.

If Jiaojiao hadn't made a fuss about the private tour this time, I'm afraid the truth would have been buried until the little emperor grew up. Qingzhou set this precedent and failed to deal with it. I can't imagine how many people with ulterior motives would follow suit.

Meng Jiao didn't care about the affairs of the court. With Zhan Nanchu around, the grasshopper on the Qingzhou line wouldn't last long.

The only places that Qingzhou must pass through are Yulin and Xianhe. If they take action now, the governors of those two cities will be caught off guard.

As for food, Zhan Nanchu had come prepared. As expected, the porridge distribution shed had been built and the hot rice porridge was being cooked.

The victims saw hope for survival and began to collect porridge in an orderly manner under the command of the guards.

When Zhan Nan came out after the initial screening, he saw two small figures handing out porridge to the victims in the afterglow of the setting sun.

He vaguely thought of what Meng Jiao said about the little emperor later.

"No one is perfect. Although he may not be a hero, he must be a benevolent emperor."

Now that I think about it, it does make some sense.

Xie Siyuan personally participated in disaster relief for the first time, and he was filled with emotion. He kept talking about it until he returned to the government office in the evening.

Meng Jiao wanted to understand his excitement, but she was a little tired today and planned to go take a look at the dam tomorrow, so she could only pull Zhan Nanchu's sleeve and look at him listlessly.

Zhan Nanchu reached out and picked him up, and Meng Jiao nestled in his neck and began to rest.

Xie Siyuan realized belatedly that he had been a little noisy, but he did not hear the cold words he had expected. Instead, a warm hand fell on his head.

"Your Majesty has done a great job today. Go to bed early. We will go to see the dam together tomorrow."

After saying that, Zhan Nanchu held Meng Jiao's little butt with one hand, patted her back with the other hand, and walked towards the room that Man Yue had cleaned up.

He said I did a great job! He also told me to go to bed early! Haha~

Xie Siyuan put his hands behind his back and let the servant take him back to the room to rest. He just couldn't help laughing from time to time. He finally got the recognition of the person he admired, and he was afraid that he would be so excited that he couldn't sleep all night.

At dawn, Meng Jiao dragged Xie Siyuan and Zhan Nanchu towards the destroyed dam. She had spent a long time studying the local map in space last night, and now all she needed to do was to conduct an actual inspection.

The soft morning light shines on the dam, which is covered with moss and the fractures caused by flood season are clearly visible.

Now we can only use crude cloth bags to hold the mud and sand, but when the next flood season comes, it will face ruthless destruction again.

It is not terrible to encounter natural disasters. What is terrible is such repeated reconstruction, which will not only wear out the patience of the people, but will also completely turn this precious land surrounded by mountains and rivers into a ruined city.

After seeing the actual situation, Zhan Nanchu personally took Xie Siyuan to deal with food and post-disaster reconstruction, while Meng Jiao returned to the room to analyze the actual situation.

Zhan Nanchu just thought that the little girl was acting on a whim, and the little girl had been smart since she was young. For some reason, after the inexplicable help that day, he began to look forward to what miracle the little girl would create next.

The plain is vast, and the river should have slowed down here, but the river channel is not wide enough, and the land has not been reinforced.

So in addition to building dams, another important thing is to divert the water.

Moreover, with such a good resource of the river behind it, if we want to attract back the population that has been lost in the past few years, we can also dig a canal.

In this way, water can be diverted to the water-scarce areas for irrigation, and the pressure can be reduced during the flood season, which can also drive the joint development of the two areas.

The more she thought about it, the more feasible it seemed. Meng Jiao picked up her brush and began to paint.

It was already midnight when Zhan Nanchu rode his horse and led his men to retrieve the food. He thought Meng Jiao had already gone to bed, but when he entered the government office, he saw the little girl with red eyes and a thin body.

His heart suddenly sank, and he hurried over to pick the person up.

"What's wrong? Can you tell your brother?"

Meng Jiao was so sleepy after finishing drawing, but she wanted to wait for Zhan Nanchu to come back and share. Maybe because she rubbed her eyes too many times, he seemed to misunderstand that she was being bullied.

In a playful mood, Meng Jiao cried and huddled into his arms.

"Brother, leave me alone."

Zhan Nanchu never thought that Meng Jiao was looking for fun with him. He just got the news at the last minute in the afternoon. The prefect of Yu Lin had already planted a secret line in Qingzhou. When he saw that this place was exposed, he wanted to run away immediately. He didn't tell her because he was in a hurry.

"I don't feel wronged, I don't feel wronged, my brother just had something urgent to do, and it won't happen again in the future."

Fearing that it was too cold outside at night, he carried her into the house, but Meng Jiao hung on him and refused to look up, still complaining.

"You didn't even have dinner with me."

Zhan Nanchu walked back and forth holding the person in his arms, not knowing how to explain himself for a moment.

"Then what do you say, Jiaojiao?"

"Sing me to sleep, brother." Meng Jiao pursed her lips and tried hard to hold back her smile.

Zhan Nanchu's body froze. Sing? How could he sing?

"Jiaojiao, let's change it, okay? This one of mine really doesn't work."

The former was negotiating, but the latter didn't give him any face.

"Humph, no!"

Zhan Nanchu: "..." He really doesn't know how to do this. The little girl is really annoying.

"The imperial wind covers the four seas, the water is clear for a thousand years, and there is no need to wear military uniforms. Today, I declare my success" [Quoted from the Tang Empire War Song Qin Wang Po Zhen Yue]

His voice was mature, but the war song needed everyone to sing it together to have momentum, and he seemed to be a little tone-deaf. Meng Jiao couldn't help it, and covered her mouth and tried hard to hold back the trembling.

Zhan Nanchu felt the person in his arms trembling and quickly put him on the bed to check on him.

No, it’s not so bad that it makes me want to cry, right?

Who would have thought that what I saw was the little girl trying hard to hold back her laughter?

Seeing that he finally realized that she was teasing him, Meng Jiao simply laughed wildly.

Zhan Nanchu got excited and bit her face as punishment, but he was reluctant to do so, and it looked like a light peck.

Zhan Nanchu was confused, Meng Jiao was also confused,

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