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The villagers were already accustomed to receiving visitors seeking advice, and they chatted along the way about Ten Li Pu's achievements. "But it’s all thanks to Miss Liu, so I’ll take you to her home."
County Magistrate Zhou still harbored doubts at this moment. A girl should be focused on supporting her husband and raising children; how could she possibly possess such abilities? Yet the villagers' admiration for her did not seem fabricated.
After just a few steps, they arrived at Liu Qingxi's home. From the outside, the courtyard was tidy and well-organized, with items neatly categorized.
The collapsed courtyard wall had been repaired, and the wildflowers that had been crushed were somehow revived, their tenacious vitality allowing them to thrive once more.
A girl who appeared to be around fourteen or fifteen was bent over, discussing something with the Green-Clad Youth, occasionally sketching with a charcoal pencil.
The leading villager chuckled, " Miss Liu, Yang Scholar, we have guests!"
The Youth turned around simultaneously, and Liu Qingxi instinctively replied, "Alright, Uncle, you’ve worked hard. Please let this guest in."
"Then Miss Liu, you two carry on; I’ll head back now." With that, he hurriedly left.
Liu Qingxi stood up to welcome the visitor into her home and had no doubts about their identities. "You’re here regarding the house matter, right? Please have a seat."
However, the boy beside her remained silent, his gaze fixed intently on County Magistrate Zhou and the Yamen Guard who followed.
When County Magistrate Zhou saw the boy's face, he was clearly taken aback. He had disguised himself for this outing; who would have thought he would run into an old acquaintance right upon arrival? Now he couldn’t pretend to be an ordinary citizen anymore.
He had intended to communicate with Liu Qingxi as an ordinary person and gave a meaningful glance to Yang Yichen, a young Juren he had personally hosted multiple times.
"Don't reveal my identity just yet!"
However, would Yang Yichen listen to him? The boy smirked slightly, a glimmer of light flashing in his eyes before he gave County Magistrate Zhou a knowing look.
Then he spoke up: "Qingxi, this is our Linyi's County Magistrate Zhou!"
"Ah?" County Magistrate Zhou and the Yamen Guard behind him took a breath of cold air. What was going on with this Yang Scholar?
"Hmm? How could it be that easy? As a county official, you expect to get help without offering something in return? Ha ha!"
This was an opportunity for Liu Qingxi to secure some benefits. If she could gain County Magistrate Zhou's promise, her status and position would rise accordingly.
Liu Qingxi glanced at Yang Yichen, and their eyes met in the air, instantly understanding each other's intentions.
The young woman suddenly bowed deeply. "I did not know Your Excellency was visiting. I apologize for not welcoming you properly."
" Miss Liu, please rise. I have come today entirely for the people of Linyi. I have heard of your great reputation and specifically came to pay my respects."
From the moment Liu Qingxi learned of his identity to when she performed her greeting, only a few seconds had passed.
He saw surprise on Liu Qingxi's face, but no fear; she remained calm and composed during her bow.
"Your Excellency, please give your orders. I will certainly not refuse anything within my capabilities."
" Miss Liu, you are truly understanding of the greater good. I admire that. I just didn't expect to encounter Yang Scholar here; it's quite rare."
"Your Excellency, I failed to welcome you properly."
"Alright, alright, let's skip the formalities. We are all familiar with each other; let's get straight to the point."
County Magistrate Zhou was anxious, eager to resolve the issue of post-disaster reconstruction immediately.
However, historically, areas affected by earthquakes would suffer significant damage. Compared to plagues, it was equally devastating. The rebuilding of houses and restoration of homes were not problems that could be solved quickly. Truly, recovering to the original state in two or three years would be an excellent outcome.
Liu Qingxi knew well that in her past life, after any major earthquake, it took many years for reconstruction.
This was achieved with the help of advanced internet technology and public donations.
But what about this era? With poor transportation and closed-off information, simply waiting for others to help could take an eternity.
While recalling the emergency measures from her past life, County Magistrate Zhou made his intentions clear: "I heard that Miss Liu has a method for building houses. I just saw some structures in the Village that haven't collapsed. Why is that?"
Liu Qingxi spoke confidently: "Sir, those houses that didn't collapse were newly built before the quake. They didn't use traditional construction techniques; instead, they incorporated..."
Although County Magistrate Zhou didn't fully understand what Liu Qingxi meant by adding crushed straw and setting up structural columns, he recognized that these measures enhanced the buildings' earthquake resistance.
"Very good, very good. Can this method..." The nearly fifty-year-old County Magistrate felt embarrassed, as if he were extorting something.
"Rest assured, sir. I will unconditionally donate this new construction method solely for the benefit of the people. We do not wish to see our citizens displaced and suffering. However, my individual strength is limited.
Currently, I can only assist nearby villages. If you could lend your support, that would be wonderful."
County Magistrate Zhou felt a wave of relief and clarity wash over him.
"Excellent! Miss Liu understands the greater good. Women are no less capable than men; you are a role model for us all! Miss Liu, rest assured, I will petition the court to recognize your contributions."
"And also Yang Scholar. If Xiyue Scholar and I were like you, how could we not thrive? How could we not grow strong?"
"Alright, sir. I will write down the specific details shortly and submit them to you. If there are any unclear points, my Ten Li Pu Construction Team is always at your service."
"Hahaha! Old Man did not come in vain."
Then, Liu Qingxi returned to her room to prepare her writing materials and began drafting the detailed construction process, including specifics on binding structural columns and beams, as well as using better methods for wall construction.
In the courtyard, Yang Yichen and County Magistrate Zhou sat together by a stone table.
The magistrate chattered on, "I didn't expect such a surprise. To be honest, I want to thank both of you on behalf of the people of Linyi. You've worked hard."
"Your Excellency is too kind. This is what we should do. However, Qingxi might have some difficulties in her life, after all, Young Lady is living alone without much support, and there will always be some challenges."
Everyone was smart enough to leave it at that.
Sure enough, County Magistrate Zhou laughed, "Yang Scholar, you are quite accomplished at a young age. And now you are asking me for benefits? You rascal!"
"I know Your Excellency is an upright official and would never let the young lady work for nothing. This is her expertise; if you don't reward her now, it will be lost."
"Hahaha, rest assured, Yang Scholar. I have always valued principles in my work. Miss Liu has made such a significant contribution; in due time, I will petition the court for a commendation."
"I will follow Your Excellency's arrangements and await your good news."
The two continued to chat for a long time about the current situation in the Western Moon Kingdom, the living conditions of the people, and post-disaster reconstruction.
Moreover, County Magistrate Zhou shared matters he had never dared to complain about with anyone else with Yang Yichen. Even after just a few meetings, they had already become close friends across generations.
Half an hour later, Liu Qingxi pushed open the door and took out a thick stack of manuscripts. "Lord Zhou, this is the detailed construction process."
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