Zhao Ger brought up the canal matter again.
Although everyone hated officials, Zhao Ger had a steamed‑bun face, big eyes, and a gentle manner. He answered every question asked earlier without any airs of an official's fulang—very approachable.
Tieda pointed at the big rocky mountain not far away. The lime had been sprinkled all the way from the foot of that mountain.
"Is Lord Fang planning to bring water from behind the big rocky mountain?"