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The southern Golan has rainy weather, but the flood storage capacity of the river is very poor. Almost every four or five years, large-scale dyke failures will cause flooding.
Floods inundated fields, houses, livestock, and refugees had to flock to nearby towns, and when the floods receded, there were unavoidable diseases.
In order to alleviate the difficult situation in the south, Wang Ting allocates a large sum of money every year for the repair of dams, which has become a huge expenditure over the years.
However, the repaired dam will have problems after one or two years of support, which seems to be a bottomless pit that cannot be filled.
According to the arguments of the ministers, Wen Lin had already figured out the situation in the south, and naturally she knew what Vicia was having a headache.
The most fundamental solution is to build more practical and stable dikes.
Without seeing the situation on the ground with her own eyes, Wen Lin has not yet been able to determine whether there is a problem with the construction process, or whether someone cut corners and violated the situation.
However, according to the ministers, every year the royal court sends a special person to supervise the work, and nothing unusual is found.
Wen Lin thought about waiting for the completion of Yinhe Village, so she took the time to take a look.
Wei Shiya opened her eyes at some point, her eyes flickering lightly, she stared at Wen Lin's thoughtful expression, and stretched out her hand to wrap her arms around Wen Lin's waist,
"Your Excellency, don't talk for a while, don't think about these annoying things, just let me be alone with you for a while,"
There was no reproach in his tone, but instead the tactful sadness that would only be revealed when facing a loved one.
Vicia in such a posture made Wen Lin's heart suddenly soften, and at the same time a little awkward.
It seems that when the two are alone, they are often discussing political affairs.
With a sigh, Wen Lin moved to the side and let Visia lie down on her legs, her fingers and eyebrows slipped to her temples,
"Your Majesty sleep for a while, and I will wake you up at noon,"
"Um,"
The energy she had been holding up all the time was exhausted, and Vicia quickly fell asleep.
Wen Lin quietly looked at Vicia's sleeping face, and read it over and over again, without feeling tired at all.
It seems that no matter what she looks like, Vicia is amazingly beautiful.
Vicia often came out later than the ministers, and Mrs. Yaz was always guarding the door of the council hall.
Until it was time for Chinese food, and no one came out, Mrs. Yazi walked into the council hall.
There was no one in sight, and then Mrs. Yaz pushed open the secret door behind the curtain.
The intimate gesture of His Majesty Visiah and His Excellency Wen Lin sitting and lying down came into Mrs. Yaz's eyes without warning, and the affection in their eyes seemed to overflow when they looked at each other.
Her mind was blank, and Mrs. Yaz's eyes were darkened, and she couldn't stand still.
Her Majesty Vicia and Your Excellency Wen Lin have reached this point, which is worse than the worst situation they expected.
Leaning tightly against the stone wall on one side, Mrs. Yaz tried her best to calm herself down and lowered her head, not to let herself go too far.
"Your Majesty, Your Excellency Wen Lin, it's time for dinner. His Royal Highness Latimer has entered the palace and is waiting in the restaurant at this time,"
By the time Mrs. Yaz raised her head again, both Visia and Wen Lin had returned to their calm appearances.
When Vicia passed by Mrs. Yaz, she deliberately stopped for a moment and looked at Mrs. Yaz before continuing to move forward.
When Mrs. Yaz came back to her senses, Vicia and Wen Lin had walked far side by side, and she didn't have time to think about the deep meaning in Vicia's eyes, so Mrs. Yaz hurriedly chased after them.
Latimer, who was hurriedly summoned into the royal court, was waiting anxiously. Vicia had always been indifferent to him, and would never take the initiative to speak to him. This time, she took the initiative to call herself into the palace, and she wanted to have a meal together. It was something that Lati dared not even think about.
However, even though he was nervous, Latimer's elegant royal demeanor was still well maintained, and he looked straight ahead without revealing any obvious unease.
Seeing Vicia walk in first, Latimer immediately stood up and greeted with a regular salute. Then, when she saw Wen Lin behind Vicia, her eyes instantly lit up, "Teacher."
Vicia raised her eyebrows slightly, and took Latimer's sudden burst of joy when she saw Wen Lin in her eyes without any trace.
Turning her head to the side, Vicia looked at Wen Lin thoughtfully.
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Chapter 81
Latimer gave Vicia the impression that she was too thin and cowardly, not even daring to look at herself.
Perhaps it was the helplessness of being born in the royal family and the unfortunate experience that was very similar to childhood. Vicia did not dislike this half-brother, but the cowardice and fear that Latimer showed in front of Vicia in the previous few times made Vicia. She can't give birth to any kind of closeness.
Looking at it today, it feels different now.
He has grown taller, his skin has turned darker, his facial features are fully stretched, his body is straight, and his every move has the bearing of a royal child.
Especially when he showed his love for Wen Lin so clearly in front of him.
This is a good sign, Vicia withdrew the gaze that fell on Wen Lin's face, nodded, and walked to the dining table to sit down without saying a word.
Wen Lin replied with an inquiring look, but she didn't get a response, so she didn't know why.
But since Latimer was here, he didn't say anything and sat down at the table.
Today's table is full of Chinese dishes. In addition to knives, forks and spoons, there are also a pair of chopsticks.
Latimer has only eaten improved bread and milk in Innhe Village. The bread is soft and delicious, better than the most expensive white bread. The milk has no strange taste, and it tastes good even without sugar.
Looking at the alluring and completely unfamiliar dishes and tableware on the table, Latimer swallowed slightly, picked up the knife and fork and began to eat.
The round eyes widened suddenly, it was indescribably delicious, and because of his scruples, Latimer speeded up his swallowing as much as possible.