Mr. Qiao nodded excitedly, and he patted Shen Qing's back of his hand, "I always knew that you are not a person in the pool. Now that you figured it out, your father can still keep his eyes closed."

After saying that, he pulled Shen Qing down, "Do you have any plans now? Do you want to take the imperial examination or do you need me to recommend it to you. Although I have never been an official, I also know some friends, so I may be able to help."

"Uncle, no need. In a few days, I will go find someone." He said, then took out the note from Yan Niang and spread it in front of Mr. Qiao.

Mr. Qiao stared at the words above. After a while, he frowned and stood up from the table with a "happy" and said, "You want to find him? Do you want to be his disciple?"

Seeing his face suddenly change, Shen Qing hurriedly stood up, "I still admire Lord Zhao. He has good governance and loves talents as his life, so..."

"Do you think you have lived too long, or do you want Fengyi to be buried with you?" Mr. Qiao slammed the table suddenly, "Who is he? He is a useless prime minister and cannot help you achieve your wish. If you become his disciple, you may lose your head at any time. I don't understand why you chose this one, the emperor has so many ministers."

After saying that, Mr. Qiao sat down on the chair, his hands trembled. He grabbed the cup several times but failed to catch it. It was Mrs. Qiao who handed the cup over and then he barely drank a cup of tea.

Seeing that he made his future father-in-law like this, Shen Qing froze and didn't dare to move. His face turned red and white, and he was so embarrassed that he didn't know what to say.

"Dad, there is no need to make me angry about this," Qiao Fengyi walked in from outside the door and stroked Master Qiao's back to help him calm down. "Don't you understand him yet? He only cares about studying every day and turns a blind eye to the world. I think he doesn't even know that Lord Zhao was deposed," she said, "Come and talk to Dad, are you not aware of it?"

Shen Qing knew she was trying to smooth things over for herself, so she hurriedly walked up, "Bo Qiao, I really don't know that Zhao Zeping was deposed, but...but..." He bit his lip, "I don't like anyone in the court's civil and military affairs, only him..."

Mr. Qiao was just persuaded by his daughter to feel more comfortable. When he heard these words, his beard was raised and his face turned red little by little. Fortunately, Qiao Fengyi was quick-witted and pulled Shen Qing out the door, "Dad, I'll take him there. You're resting. Don't be angry about this stupid boy anymore."

She pulled Shen Qing to the door, looked up and down on him, as if she knew him the first day, "Why must he be?"

"A gentleman is for his confidant."

"He is already a useless prime minister."

"I believe that the person who gave me this note has her plans."

Qiao Fengyi nodded, leaning against the stone lion by the door, but her eyes floated to the sky, "Although I will marry into your family soon, to be honest, I don't know you, I don't know what you think, and I don't know what you do every day?"

Shen Qing's eyes became bright, as if they had been washed by water, "Do you want to know?"

Qiao Fengyi raised her head, "Of course I want to."

"Come with me."

The two walked on the rugged mountain road for an hour, and Qiao Fengyi finally couldn't help it, "Are you walking here every day?"

Shen Qing handed her the water bag, "Not only here, but also the waterside. I walked a few hundred times, but the more I walked, the more I found that the map drawn with steps had a big error with the actual situation. Look, the distance measured almost every time this mountain road is different. In this way, how can the data mapped are accurate?"

"Why should I measure this?" Qiao Fengyi wiped her sweat and looked at him in confusion.

"Marching and fighting, building fields and dams are inseparable from maps. If I could draw all the maps of states and counties across the country, it would leave a precious wealth for future generations," he sighed. "It's a pity that the roads on the territory of the Song Dynasty are winding and the mountains and rivers are staggered. It is really difficult to use human steps to measure it alone."

"Where are the birds who are not sure about the steps?" Qiao Fengyi looked at the sky and slowly said this.

"Flying bird?"

"Birds fly directly in the air to eliminate the distance error caused by the landform. I have raised pigeons, and these birds are very easy to be tamed. I think if you use pigeons to measure distance, it may be much better than if you walk thousands of times like this."

Qiao Fengyi's hand was suddenly pulled by Shen Qing, "Why didn't I expect this? It's such a elm-head, Fengyi, you are so smart. You are the smartest woman I have ever seen." He was excited and suddenly stepped on a piece of soft soil. His ankle twisted violently, causing him to gasp and sit on the ground.

Qiao Fengyi frowned and squatted beside him, her tone was angry and anxious, "How is it, are you hurt?"

Shen Qing stood up and walked two steps, grinning in pain, but waved his hand and said, "It's okay, it's just a minor injury."

The grass beside him suddenly moved twice, and it was opened from the middle with a "slam". A thin old man with white eyebrows and white beard stuck his head out from inside. He was carrying a bamboo basket containing herbs behind him, and grinning at them with his mouth with few teeth, "Young master, I sprained my ankle. My home is not far from here. My daughter-in-law knows some medical skills and let her help you see. If the bones are misaligned, they need to be straightened immediately."

Shen Qing was frightened and waved his hand quickly, "It's not the case, I can go down the mountain." As he said that, he tried to walk a few more steps, but as soon as his feet hit the ground, a biting pain came over, causing him to moan.

"Young master, why do you go down the mountain like this? It's impossible for this girl to carry you down. Let my daughter-in-law show you." The old man slammed his mouth.

"Yes, you should listen to this old man. The time has been delayed for a long time and your ankles are swollen. You probably won't be able to come to the mountains to survey and map in ten days and a half months." Qiao Fengyi persuaded him.

This sentence came to Shen Qing's heart. He listened to his advice and limped with Qiao Fengyi's support and followed the old man halfway up the mountain. After walking for about a quarter of an hour, he saw a small courtyard hidden under the pale mountain rocks. The walls were covered with vines, as dense as fish scales.

"Old man, why do you need to set up your home in such a secluded place?" Qiao Fengyi asked softly.

The old man opened the yard door and put down the bamboo basket. "The ancestors have been here for generations, and I am used to living, so I am lazy to move."

As he was speaking, a child voice came from the room, "Grandpa, why did you come back so early?"

Accompanied by the sound, a six or seven-year-old child ran out of the house, with two round buns on his head, a round face and a round eyes, like a doll on a New Year painting.
Chapter completed!