Chapter 151
Ancient times

In the past few days, Ji Chenxing's drawings have been delivered, and along with these drawings, some flood prevention material drawings were also sent.

Flood prevention is a big deal, especially in ancient times, and it is not easy to complete this project.

Following the method given by Ji Chenxing, Jun Heng gave orders in advance to evacuate women and children from the disaster-stricken areas, and then arranged special officials to manage the canal affairs in sections.

Since the last decree was issued, the people of the capital have participated in the action of giving their opinions.

Recently, Junheng has received many proposals for reform.

Some of these were opinions raised by princes and ministers, most of which were in writing; some were dissatisfactions raised by ordinary people in the city. They seemed to be complaints, but in fact, their peaceful and prosperous life was the foundation of the existence of the entire country.

Jun Heng gave different rewards according to the feasibility and seriousness of the matter.

There is another very interesting point in these suggestions.

This is interesting, not because of how interesting the proposal itself is, but because of the person who made the proposal.

Jun Heng discovered that several people who proposed important measures were actually from the slums in the north of the city.

Jun Heng remembers that place.

A few days ago, on the day when Ji Chenxing live-broadcasted the "Ancient Culture Festival", he passed by there once.

But because of some reasons he didn't want to say, he didn't go in in the end.

Looking at the two very meaningful proposals presented in front of him, Jun Heng decided to go there and take a look.

The slums were far from the imperial palace, so Jun Heng had lunch early, changed into casual clothes, and got on the carriage that had been arranged in advance.

This time, he was a businessman from outside the city. Although the clothes he wore were not the best, they were of good quality.

In addition to the fan in his hand, he also had a jade pendant hanging around his waist.

About an hour later, the carriage arrived at the slums.

As Jun Heng got off the carriage, a young man in tattered coarse clothes passed by.

The young man was running very fast with a bun in his mouth, looking back from time to time while running.

Maybe it was because he hadn't taken a shower for a long time, he ran in a hurry. When he passed by Jun Heng, Jun Heng only felt a sour and smelly wind blowing around him by the young man.

Jun Heng turned his head and looked back, only to see a small alley entrance not far behind him. The young man probably ran out from that alley entrance.

As if to confirm that Jun Heng's guess was correct, after the young man ran a few steps, two more men ran out from the alley not far behind Jun Heng.

The two men were middle-aged, and although they were dressed very simply, they were much better than the young man.

They ran with sticks in their hands, and from time to time shouted to the young man in front of them: "Stop!"

When they passed by Jun Heng, Jun Heng smelled the fragrance of buns.

Seeing this, Jun Heng had already guessed what happened.

It was probably about a young man who stole buns from the bun shop and was caught by the owner.

But the owner of the bun shop was not as flexible as this kid, so he let him run away.

After running a few feet away from Jun Heng, the two men from the bun shop could no longer chase and stood on the side of the road, panting.

Soon, the boy running in front disappeared.

"Oh no, he got away again!" the man standing on the left said, spitting on the ground, "This kid has stolen buns from our store several times this month, right?"

"It's been three times." The man standing on the right wiped the sweat from his forehead. "This guy is as slippery as a loach. He has been stealing for several times, but we haven't caught him once."

The man on the left sighed helplessly, "Alas, this kid is not a child anymore. He can't keep stealing like this. How are we going to do business in the future?"

The man on the right nodded. "You're right, but this kid has also learned some tricks secretly. There's really no one around here who can handle him."

"Let me think..." The man on the left thought for a moment, then slapped his head, "Why don't we ask Zhang Lin for help? He's the only one around here who knows some Kung Fu."

The man on the right thought about it and agreed.

Jun Heng listened to the conversation between the two men and had a general understanding of the situation.

Just when he was about to step forward and inquire who "Zhang Lin" was, he suddenly heard a noise.

As an emperor, Jun Heng also knew some martial arts in his early years, but later he focused more on literature than military skills, and gradually neglected them.

Even so, Jun Heng can still do such a simple task as identifying the location by sound.

Jun Heng reacted quickly and realized that the sound he heard came from the alley behind him.

Almost at the moment when Jun Heng turned around to look at the alley, the young man also ran out of the alley and rushed towards Jun Heng.

His target was the jade pendant on Jun Heng's waist.

Just as he passed by Jun Heng, he aimed at the jade pendant on Jun Heng's waist.

It was only because two people kept chasing him and he didn't know whether Jun Heng knew martial arts or not, so he didn't take action directly.

After taking a look around at the two men in the bun shop, the young man secretly observed Jun Heng.

He looked to be in his late 40s and a bit dull, but at the same time he had a certain dignified air about him.

That kind of temperament seems to be an innate arrogance, and everyone feels inferior to him.

But the boy refused to believe it. The man was obviously dressed like a businessman. It was impossible for him to be intimidating or arrogant.

Moreover, the young man looked for a long time but did not see anyone around Jun Heng. There was only an old coachman who drove for him, so he was nothing to be afraid of.

It was obvious that the jade pendant on Jun Heng's waist was no ordinary item. The young man looked at it and prepared to take action.

"He can't do anything to me. Even if he is a high-ranking official, it doesn't matter. Without someone to protect him, who is not a mortal?"

The young man thought about it, a greedy smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and he said to himself: "Don't blame me, if you want to blame someone, blame yourself for being blind and running to our place."

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The boy thought one thing, but the reality was another.

Unlike those people who have no martial arts skills and have their buns stolen and can only suffer in silence, Jun Heng has always been protected by secret guards.

He made a gesture to the secret guard, indicating that he should not come out for the time being so as not to expose his identity.

The secret guards exchanged glances with each other, then picked up a few stones from the side and held them in their hands in case of emergency.

The two men in the bun shop didn't notice the noise here at all, and had no intention of helping Jun Heng.

The young man raised the corner of his mouth, revealing a smile of success, as if the jade pendant on Jun Heng's body was already in his pocket.