How did Xu Yong and Li Guangli plan?
Xu Yi didn't know.
Even if he knew, he wouldn't care.
Nothing else.
Since the 21st of the twelfth lunar month, Xu Yi, together with the officials of the Jingzhao Mansion and the three ministries and one hospital, have been busy.
On the 25th of the twelfth lunar month, all the more than 46,000 people in Beicheng were relocated.
In these four days, the number of scholars who have devoted themselves to disaster relief has increased from more than 3,000 to more than 5,000!
And these more than 5,000 people are all young people left after careful selection by Xu Yi, Lu Zaizhong, Yao Silian and others.
If you include the elderly, infirm, and people with a very bad reputation, the number should be around 20,000.
On the 27th of the twelfth lunar month, all 38,000 victims of the disaster in Dongcheng were evacuated.
In two days, the readers came and went, and the number finally stabilized at six thousand.
The twenty-ninth day of the twelfth lunar month. All the more than 29,000 victims in Nancheng have been evacuated.
At this point, all 160,000 disaster victims outside Chang'an City were placed outside Xuanping Gate by Xu Yi.
Among the 160,000 disaster victims, more than 30,000 were "sent" by various county officials through various means after hearing the news about Chang'an City.
For these victims, Xu Yi naturally accepted them all!
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New Year's Eve.
As soon as the sky turned white, the streets and alleys of Chang'an City began to become lively.
Naturally, the inner residence of Jingzhao Mansion was also filled with joy.
After a celebration banquet last night, all the officials in Jingzhao Mansion dragged their drunken bodies back to their homes after being away for several days.
Starting today and continuing until the third day of the Lunar New Year, except for some officials whose families are not in Chang'an City, they still have to stay outside Xuanping Gate.
The rest of the people all had a long-awaited break.
"Brother, come and see if I posted it correctly." Wang Qiu'an stepped on the stool, holding up a couplet with both hands and shouted loudly towards Xu Yi in the courtyard.
Xu Yi paused the pen he was writing the couplets with and turned to look towards the main room.
Under the sun, Wang Qiu'an stepped on the stool with her feet up and looked at Xu Yi with an expression waiting for recognition and praise.
Beside her, Wang Qiujin held her stool with a smile on her face and softly read the couplets on the red paper.
The warm morning light passed through Wang Qiujin's hair, reflecting a faint dark jade color on his black hair.
It really looks like the time has passed peacefully.
For a moment, Xu Yi forgot that there were still people waiting for his recognition and praise.
Time seemed to have stopped at this moment.
"Big brother, big brother, look at whether my post is correct or not." Wang Qiu'an saw that Xu Yi was distracted and couldn't help but urge.
Not waiting for Xu Yi to come to his senses.
Wang Qiujin looked over first.
His eyes were exactly opposite to Xu Yi's.
Almost at the same time, the two people's eyes quickly crossed each other.
Wang Qiujin quickly lowered his head, and the face under his earlobes was covered with a layer of redness at some point.
"Ahem." Xu Yi coughed lightly to calm down.
Then he looked extremely serious and said, "Not bad, not bad."
Wang Qiu'an shouted happily when he heard this, clapped his hands wildly, and quickly pasted the couplets.
Then he jumped down from the chair.
He quickly approached Xu Yi and picked up a pair of couplets again.
Xu Yi smiled and rubbed Wang Qiu'an's head, and then said: "Don't jump down directly next time, it will be bad if you fall."
Wang Qiu'an nodded seriously, then picked up the couplet and ran away quickly.
Xu Yi smiled and then continued writing at his desk.
Mr. Wang looked at Wang Qiujin with a smile on his face, and then looked at Xu Yi.
Finally, he looked at Lu Zaizhong, who was also lying on the lounge chair next to him, basking in the sun and reading a book.
He whispered: "Mr. Lu, thank you very much."
Lu Zaizhong held the book in his hand and chuckled: "There is no need to thank me. When I help you, I am also helping him, right?"
After finishing his words, Lu Zaizhong moved his book slightly and glanced at Xu Yi, who was writing at his desk not far away.
Mr. Wang smiled and said in a low voice: "Anyway, our Wang family will remember Mr. Lu's kindness."
Lu Zaizhong nodded noncommittally and didn't say much.
These days, every time Xu Yi drags his tired body back from outside the city late at night.
Lu Zaizhong always wakes up Wang Qiujin who has fallen asleep.
Ask him to prepare some dishes for Xu Yi.
During this period, secret matchmaking was naturally inevitable.
As time went by, Xu Yi and Wang Qiujin gradually had more conversations.
Later, the two of them were able to talk and laugh in front of Lu Zaizhong.
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Before and after Si Shi.
The inner residence of Jingzhao Mansion is decorated with festive red.
Xu Yi put down the langhao pen in his hand, washed his hands, and then walked into the main room.
When he walked out of the room again.
The black cotton robe on his body has turned into a jet-black python robe.
Zhao Shou had already gone to the front office to prepare his horse.
If it weren't for the New Year's Eve today, Xu Yi would have appeared outside Xuanping Gate by now.
Nothing else.
People like Xu Zhen, Yao Silian, and Tian Yichu needed him to visit in person.
These people more or less take care of Xu Yi. If he doesn't go today, he won't have time when he gets busy after the new year.
In addition, some special people such as "Qin Fuping" also need Xu Yi to visit in person.
As for whether there is any calculation in this, that is unknown.
Xu Yixing walked to Lu Zai's place, whispered a few words, and then turned to leave.
Unexpectedly.
Lu Zaizhong suddenly put down the book in his hand and shouted, "Jing Zhaoyin."
"What's wrong, Mr. Lu?" Xu Yi looked at Lu Zaizhong puzzled.
Lu Zaizhong stood up, pointed in the direction of the wing, and said, "Follow me."
The words are over.
Lu Zaizhong turned around and walked towards the side room.
Although Xu Yi was puzzled, seeing Lu Zaizhong's serious face, he had no choice but to follow silently.
Xu Yifang walked into the wing room.
Lu Zaizhong spoke again: "Close the door first."
Xu Yi couldn't help but straighten his face when he heard this, and then closed the door.
He walked to the wooden table and sat opposite Lu Zaizhong.
He opened his mouth and asked, "But what's the problem?"
Xu Yi just mentioned that he wanted to visit some powerful people.
In the blink of an eye, Lu Zaizhong took him to the side room.
It's really hard not to make Xu Yi think too much with such a move.
Lu Zaizhong looked serious and said, "What do you think of Wang Qiujin?"
"What?" Xu Yi's expression suddenly lost control, and his face was full of surprise.
Lu Zaizhong repeated: "What do you think of Wang Qiujin?"
Xu Yi calmed down and asked, "What aspect is Mr. Lu talking about?"
Lu Zaizhong said seriously: "The whole thing."
Lu Zaizhong looked particularly serious.
Xu Yi also became serious unconsciously.
Xu Yi pondered for a few moments and then answered: "The first time we met was in the Wang family compound. At that time, the Wang family was suffering from a disaster."
"That day, Wang Qiujin showed unprecedented bloodiness and toughness."
Xu Yi slowly told everything that happened that day.
When Wang Qiujin's bloodiness and toughness were mentioned, even Lu Zaizhong couldn't help but his eyelids twitched for a while.
Finally, Xu Yi concluded: "This is a girl with extremely bright colors. She is considerate of her family and friends."
"Not only does she not have the slightest fear of the enemy, but she is full of bloodiness and toughness. She is like a strange woman."
After finishing speaking, Xu Yi looked at Lu Zaizhong, waiting for Lu Zaizhong's next words.
The reason why I talked about everything in detail was just to let Lu Zaizhong have a comprehensive understanding of it.
Xu Yi didn't know why Lu Zaizhong mentioned this matter.
But Xu Yi knew in his heart that something that Lu Zaizhong could mention so solemnly would definitely not be a trivial matter.
Lu Zaizhong was silent for a moment after hearing this.
Then he got straight to the point: "Are you willing to marry her?"
"What?!" Xu Yi's proud expression management instantly broke his defense.
Lu Zaizhong and Mr. Wang want to bring him and Wang Qiujin together, which can naturally be seen from Xu Yi's carefulness.
But Xu Yi never expected that Lu Zaizhong was so solemn today because he was talking about this matter?
And he said it so straightforwardly!
It is undeniable that after these days of contact, Xu Yi himself has a certain fondness for Wang Qiujin.
But it's just a good impression.
After all, most of his time was spent on disaster relief and how to deal with future crises.
How can there be too much energy to pay attention to the so-called personal relationships between children?
Xu Yi calmed down and asked, "Why do you ask such a question, sir?"
Lu Zaizhong said with a serious face: "Tonight, His Majesty is hosting a banquet for all ministers at Xingqing Palace. Has Jing Zhaoyin ever thought about whether Your Majesty will grant you a marriage tonight in front of all the civil and military officials?"
Xu Yi's complexion couldn't help but change slightly when he heard this.
The gift of the mansion a few days ago meant that Xu Yi had gotten rid of his sinful nature.
From Xu Yi's perspective, the twenty palace maids from then on were nothing more than the spies planted by Emperor Zhengde beside him.
If Xu Yi's original plan was followed, he could use convenience as an excuse to not go to that mansion for the time being during the disaster relief period.
After the disaster relief is completed, we will directly find ways to conquer the borders. By then, the mountains are high and the emperor is far away, and it will not be easy to get rid of twenty eyeliners.
But Xu Yi ignored the fact that he was already eighteen years old.
This age will naturally be nothing in future generations, but don’t forget that this is the Zhou Dynasty.
A man gets married at sixteen!
He can easily get rid of the palace maid, but what about the prince or princess? Is this something he can get rid of easily?
It should be noted that there is a fundamental difference between a wife and a concubine!
A flash of annoyance flashed through Xu Yi's heart. If Emperor Zhengde granted a marriage in front of all the civil and military officials, that would be really disgusting. His mother opened the door to disgusting people. It's so disgusting!
Xu Yi pondered for a long time, and gradually understood the deep meaning of Lu Zaizhong.
He took this visit to inform the world about his relationship with Wang Qiujin.
When Emperor Zhengde held a banquet for his ministers in Xingqing Palace, he first asked for a marriage!
In this way, the worst-case scenario can be avoided.
But in this way, is there any fairness to Wang Qiujin?
Although his parents ordered him to be a matchmaker, Xu Yi is still a later soul.
It is not yet possible to take advantage of an innocent person without any psychological burden.
But Xu Yi once again ignored a fact.
So how many women in this era can influence their marriage?
Xu Yi looked hesitant.
Lu Zaizhong slowly said, "But are you worried about Wang Qiujin?"
Over the past few days, Lu Zaizhong and Xu Yi have not had much contact.
Lu Zaizhong, who has matured with age, is naturally able to see through the appearance and see the essence.
If Xu Yi didn't have such a character.
How could Lu Zaizhong help him so wholeheartedly? Even life-long events are considered for him.
Xu Yi nodded and said without concealing: "Wouldn't this be unfair to Miss Wang?"
Lu Zaizhong chuckled and shook his head.
Then he said, "You, you, how did you know that girl Qiu Jin didn't agree?"
"Has sir already found Miss Wang?" Xu Yi looked up at Lu Zaizhong and asked.
Lu Zaizhong couldn't help but smile when he heard this: "The wife of the Wang family has already asked, and that girl Qiu Jin said that matters related to marriage must be decided by the parents."
I heard this.
Xu Yi breathed a sigh of relief for some reason.
At least, Wang Qiujin did not refuse.
Compared with the spies arranged by Emperor Zhengde, and the random search for a girl from a good family in the panic.
Naturally, Wang Qiujin, who knows the basics, is more suitable.
At least the two of them had a slight affection for each other.
At least the two of them knew each other well.
Xu Yi stood up and cupped his hands and said, "It depends on Mr.'s arrangement."
Lu Zaizhong smiled, then stood up and walked out of the wing.
When Mr. Wang saw Lu Zaizhong walking out, he hurriedly asked with his eyes.
Seeing Lu Zaizhong nod slightly, Mr. Wang felt relieved instantly.
Lu Zaizhong looked at Wang Wenqing, who was pretending to read, and waved his hand.
Upon seeing this, Wang Wenqing stood up from the stone bench and walked quickly towards Lu Zaizhong.
The excitement on his face was naturally palpable.
Lu Zaizhong ordered: "Tell Qiu Jin to prepare to become a disciple."
As soon as Xu Yifang walked out of the room, he heard something telling Qiu Jin that he was going to become a disciple.
Without waiting for further thought, Wang Wenqing quickly rushed into the side room.
Wang Wenlian quickly moved in wooden tables, incense altars, tea sets and other items.
As for the slow-moving Mr. Wang, he didn't know when he had a piece of folded yellow paper in his hand.
The name of Mr. Huang was clearly written on the paper.
It doesn't take a while.
The incense altar has been set up, and the yellow paper with the name of Master Kong has been placed in the middle of the table.
At some point, Lu Zaizhong changed into a pure white Confucian shirt and sat at the upper left corner of the desk.
Mr. Wang and Wang Wenlian and his wife stood on the right side of the table.
Wang Wenqing and his wife stood on the left side of the table.
Even Wang Qiu'an, who is six or seven years old, has a job serving tea.
In the entire inner house, only two idle people, Lu Wensu and Xu Yi, were left.
But soon, Xu Yi realized something was wrong.
Lu Wensu actually took out a Book of Songs from his sleeve.
If Wang Qiujin had the identity of a direct disciple of Lu Zaizhong, both for Xu Yi and Wang Qiujin himself.
This is undoubtedly a good thing.
With this status blessing, Wang Qiujin and Xu Yi are already considered to be a good match to a certain extent.
Xu Yi naturally understands Lu Zaizhong's good intentions.
But I don’t know why, seeing the posture today.
Xu Yi always felt that he was the only one in the world who was kept in the dark.
For a moment, I couldn't laugh or cry.
Lu Zaizhong looked at Xu Yi, who was dumbfounded, and said, "Jing Zhaoyin, call Qiu Jin to come out and become a disciple."
Xu Yi composed himself, slightly cupped his hands, then turned around and walked out of the wing where Wang Qiujin was.
The pace was normal at first.
But for some reason, the closer he got to the wing where Wang Qiujin was, the slower Xu Yi's pace became.
In the last two or three steps, he walked for more than ten breaths.
If you look closely, it is not difficult to find that Xu Yi's face turned red for the first time.
"Dong dong dong." Xu Yi took a few deep breaths, suppressed the embarrassment in his heart, and gently knocked on the door.
Wait for more than ten breaths.
There was no movement in the wing.
Just when Xu Yi mustered up the courage to speak.
The door to the wing was suddenly opened slowly.
Sunshine and Xu Yi's eyes fell on Wang Qiujin almost at the same time.
Her black hair was casually pulled up by a beaded flower hairpin, and the tassels hanging from the hairpin slowly swayed as Wang Qiujin lowered her head.
The originally fair face became even brighter and more attractive due to the sunlight.
Wearing a simple light green skirt on her body actually gave people an indescribable sense of beauty.
Xu Yi couldn't help but lose his mind for a moment.
It wasn't until Wang Qiujin coughed twice with a slight tremor that Xu Yicai came back to his senses.
At this time, Wang Qiujin's fair and pure face was already covered with crimson color.
Under the sunlight, it looks like warm jade with a moving color.
Xu Yi couldn't help but rub his nose to hide his embarrassment.
It's not that he lost his concentration.
But everything that happened today made Xu Yi feel that there was no way to prevent his mistakes.
It seemed that in just half an hour, the trajectory of his life had undergone tremendous changes.
Xu Yi coughed lightly and said, "Let's go."
"Yes." Wang Qiujin blushed and nodded slightly.
With a distance of more than ten steps, the two of them walked nearly a hundred breaths.
It’s not just Xu Yi.
Even Wang Qiujin felt at a loss.
It seemed like everything changed overnight.
Compared to marrying an unknown person, this outcome seems to be good now.
At least, the two of them understood each other to a certain extent.
Wang Qiujin blushed and secretly glanced at the back in front of her.
Then he quickly looked away, and the blush on his face seemed to be getting thicker from this moment on.
In the courtyard of the inner residence of Jingzhao Mansion.
Lu Wensu held the Book of Songs in his hand and read loudly the eulogies in the Book of Songs.
Under the witness of everyone.
Wang Qiujin held the fragrance and slowly inserted it into the incense altar.
Facing Confucius, he bowed three times.
immediately.
Facing Lu Zaizhong, he knelt on his knees and straightened his back to pick up the tea on the tray in Wang Qiu'an's hand.
He presented it to Lu Zaizhong with both hands respectfully.
Lu Zaizhong took the tea cup with a smile and said hello three times.
Then he took a sip of tea.
Wait until he drinks the tea.
Wang Qiujin slowly bowed three times.
At this point, under the witness of everyone, the daughter of the Wang family has officially become the direct disciple of Lu Zaizhong, the layman of Mangosteen, who is the dream of countless scholars.
The ceremony is over.
Lu Zaizhong waved his hand slightly and dismissed Lu Wensu and everyone in the Wang family.
He led Wang Qiujin slowly towards Xu Yi.
At this moment, Xu Yi felt slightly panicked for some reason.
Lu Zaizhong slowly pulled up Wang Qiujin's sleeves.
Separated by the hem of his sleeve, he grabbed Wang Qiujin's little hand.
He solemnly handed it to Xu Yi's hands.
Then he said: "From today on, I will hand over this only female disciple to you. From now on, Taibai Mountain will also become my disciple's natal family."
Although Lu Zaizhong hadn't finished speaking, how could Xu Yi not understand the deep meaning of Lu Zaizhong's words?
Feel the softness and slight moisture in the palm of your hand.
Xu Yi bent slightly and assured, "Sir, don't worry, he will live up to Yi, and Yi will live up to him."
When Wang Qiujin became a disciple, Xu Yi had already adjusted his mentality.
What he just said came from the bottom of his heart.
Lu Zaizhong nodded slightly and patted their clasped hands.
Then he said: "Go."
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