Zhang Tie heard every single word Zhang Ping said.
Beautify the city walls?
It sounded rather jaw-dropping, yet Zhang Tie knew his father really was capable of doing something like that.
"A few days ago, I heard quite a few merchant groups coming to Golden Crow City say that its walls are too high, like a battle fortress, with far too much Killing Intent. I think we should plant some maple vines along the foot of the walls. Once they grow and climb up the walls, a touch of green will make them look less intimidating..." Zhang Ping surveyed the base of the wall, then came up with an idea.
After saying this, Zhang Ping knew that the city walls were no ordinary place, and that many of their arrangements had military considerations behind them. So he turned and asked an officer in military uniform beside him, "Would planting a ring of maple vines beneath the walls affect the operation of the city's defenses?"
"Maple vines can climb to a maximum height of around fifteen meters, while the lowest layer of Golden Crow Castle's defensive equipment is all above thirty meters. Besides, maple vines grow flush against the wall and can't conceal anyone, so planting them beneath the walls will have no effect!" the officer answered respectfully.
"Good, then we'll plant maple vines!" Zhang Ping said happily.
Listening to his father from afar, Zhang Tie quietly sighed inwardly.
The tone and expression his father had used when speaking of planting maple vines instantly reminded Zhang Tie of the days in Black Flame City, when his father had taken him to paint the fence around their backyard. Perhaps, in his father's heart, he had already regarded Golden Crow City as his own home. That was why, as its City Lord, he