When Meng Cheng heard Song Wanyue's words, he was stunned in disbelief.

"Did Xu Ling'er grow up in the Xu family?..."

Song Wanyue told him the Xu family briefly, of course, she did not say that Xu Linger and Huo planned to plot against Song Si.

Even so, after hearing this, Meng Cheng staggered back and leaned against the pillars, and had not spoken for a long time.

He was attracted to Xu Ling'er at the first sight. Because of his business, he had met many women and his family introduced him to many marriages, but no woman had the same words and deeds as Xu Ling'er. He thought that women in the capital were like this, but he never thought that Xu Ling'er would be kicked out of the house by the Xu family.

Seeing her as if she was deeply hit, Song Wanyue shook her head. The reason she told him this was to make him mentally prepared, not to let him suffer.

"Basically speaking, she is innocent. What Huo and Wen Zhong did cannot involve her, and she did not do anything to the Xu family. The reason I just tell you is that she would object when you mentioned it to your uncle and grandfather, so that you can prepare in advance."

Meng Cheng had a few words, but he didn't say anything.

When Wan'er's aunt was lost, he was still young, but he knew how sad his grandfather was, so he sent many people to help find it. Although all this had nothing to do with Xu Ling'er, she was Huo's granddaughter and Wen Zhong's niece. She liked her, but she was sorry for Wan'er's aunt.

"What do you think?"

Song Wan patted him on the shoulder, "It's good to look at Xu Ling'er personally, and Uncle Ang is also good. Since you like it, you can find a way to fight for it."

Meng Cheng slowly shook his head and said in a hoarse voice, "No, no need."

If he had tried something else, he would have fought for it, but this matter would not work, and his grandfather would not agree, and he would not be able to overcome his own level.

Song Wanyue,...

She seemed to have done something wrong and was about to persuade her. The janitor hurried in. Seeing them, he stopped, "Miss Song, the butler in the prefect's mansion has come over and said he wants to invite you, the master, and Ang Lee to come."

Invite the three of them over to explore the canal?

Song Wanyue swallowed the words to persuade him and nodded, "You go and report to your uncle and grandfather, I'll go find Uncle Li."

The janitor ran away, and Song Wanyue patted Meng Cheng on the shoulder again and returned to the old man's yard.

The old man and Ang Lee had already finished playing the game. Ang Lee lost badly, but he didn't care. He smiled and took back the chess pieces one by one. "Your chess skills have improved again. I could play fifty pieces before, but now I lose thirty pieces."

"It was all done by Yue'er, who was good at chess skills and often beat me."

"That's my great-grandfather who gave in to me."

Song Wanyue lifted the curtain and went into the house, laughed and answered. Seeing that the two of them had finished, she said, "The prefect sent the steward to invite us over. It must have sent someone to explore the canal. Maybe she would ask Uncle Li if he had any good suggestions."

"This matter cannot be delayed. You can go quickly and come back to accompany me in the evening."

The old man said.

Ang Lee got up, saluted the old man and followed Song Wanyue out. After walking out of the yard, Meng Yang also happened to come over and the three of them left the mansion.

The butler in the prefect's mansion was waiting at the door. When he saw a few people coming out, he was very respectful, "Sir, waiting for you three in the yamen."

The three of them got on the carriage separately, followed her to the yamen, and went to the yamen unobstructedly.

In addition to the prefect, there were a few people standing in the house, with some mud on their trousers. Seeing the three of them coming in, their eyes immediately fell on them.

The prefect's attitude became much more kind, "Three people are sitting there and have tea."

The three of them sat down and the servants served tea.

The prefect pointed at the people standing, "After hearing what you said, I sent them to check it out. There are indeed many places where the canal is not cleared. I asked the butler to invite you over because I wanted to ask you, but do you have any good suggestions?"

When he said this, he looked at Ang Lee, and it was obvious that he was asking him.

The people standing also looked at him.

Jinling has been in good weather these years. When the people from the River Department went to check the canals, they would have just checked it casually. If the adults hadn't asked them to check it out today, they wouldn't have known that there were so many waterways outside Jinling City.

Ang Lee was not timid when he was stared at by several people, "But there are all the drawings of the waterway? Can you show it to me?"

“Yes, yes, yes.”

One person quickly handed over the drawings in his hand. Ang Lee took them, moved the teacup away, spread them on the table, and asked the people standing, "Can you point out what's stuck?"

Several people looked at each other and then quietly looked at the prefect. There were too many blockages, and some places even collapsed. When they came back, they didn't dare to tell the adults that if they said it now, would they be thrown into trouble by the adults?

"I need to know the specific situation to know how to deal with it."

One of them wiped the cold sweat from his forehead, stepped forward, and almost turned around the drawings for half a circle, "This, all these are blocked."

Ang Lee looked at him in shock.

The magistrate's face turned dark, and even these people dared to hide it from him.

"If it is true as you point out, the waterway must be rebuilt."

“Repair?”

The other few people couldn't help but exclaim, "Do you know how many canals are outside Jinling City? If they are reopened, how much financial and material resources will be consumed?"

"Even if you spend a lot of money and material resources, it is better than a flood. Once a flood occurs, the consequences will be unimaginable."

After saying that, Ang Lee looked at the prefect, "Sir, you have to make a decision on this matter early. The continuous heavy rain a few days ago has already flowed back into the farmland. If there is heavy rain, I am afraid that the crops will not be saved. May has just entered, and if there is a lot of rain in June, the situation will be even worse."

The prefect's face became solemn.

The people all said that the prefect of Jinling was a local emperor, and he agreed with this, because the sky was high and the emperor was far away, and no one restrained him. But once there was a flood here, no matter how far away the emperor would reach him. He, the local emperor, might be cut off by the real emperor and beheaded.

He doesn't want to end like that.

Thinking of this, I became even more polite in my speech, "I'll make sure you estimate how much manpower and material resources you need, and I'll prepare immediately."

After hearing this, Ang Lee got up without hesitation, "I'll go on a field trip with them now and report it to the lord tomorrow."

"Thank you."

The prefect even bowed.

The people standing there were a little respectful to Ang Lee when they saw that the prefect was like this.

"You guys take them there."

Several people responded and took Ang Lee away.

After they left, the prefect looked at Meng Yang, "Mr. Meng also heard just now that it takes a lot of manpower and material resources to clear these canals. The government alone cannot do these things. I would like to ask Mr. Meng to be the leader, take the lead in donating money, and help us build the canal."
Chapter completed!