Yun Chi shook his head, wanting to say it wasn't like that. Five years ago, when the great flood hit Chuanhe Valley, he had spent a good deal of time there—three months to be precise. After returning to the capital, he had been pondering over a flood control plan for years, reviewing countless water management texts. Only after several years had he managed to form a preliminary flood control plan.
This year, in order to refine the plan, he brought it up repeatedly in the imperial court, seeking a diversity of ideas, yet there hadn't been much progress.
And she, having only read through the flood control plan once, accurately pointed out its inadequacies and the parts that were not reasonable.
He had been thinking that this year, he must tackle the water disaster in Chuanhe Valley. In a few more days, even if the plan wasn't perfected, he couldn't delay any longer. But unexpectedly, she gave him such a pleasant surprise.
