There is also rain in Jinling.

It's just that the rain is gentle.

The water droplets under the eaves of the Taoran Pavilion of Fu Mansion gradually became a rain curtain, and Yu Wenyun and Yan Xiaolou sat in this pavilion, looking at the vast Xuanwu Lake outside the rain curtain.

"Sister Shulan went to Xishan and it's been half a month now, and I don't know how she is there, ask Sister Yun, I, I also want to go to Xishan to see."

Yu Wenyun sighed, "I want to go too, but it's just ......"

Yan Xiaolou bit his lip and felt ruthless in his heart, "Sister, everything is normal in this business in Beijing, I don't have the heart to stay here, why don't we leave tomorrow?" ”

"But what if he goes back to Jinling directly?"

Yan Xiaolou thought about it carefully and said, "Since Wu Ling'er has ascended the throne as the emperor, the husband will definitely not return to Guanyun City, because he doesn't want to be the emperor. And the fact that he is the son of Emperor Wen has become a fact, so I think he will definitely hide incognito for a while, and only after Wu Ling'er will sit firmly in that position will he come out, otherwise it will lead to the instability of the Wu Dynasty. ”

"Since he wants to be incognito, he definitely can't come to Jinling, there are too many people in Jinling who know him, and this news will soon reach the Wu Dynasty, so it will not be what he wants."

Yan Xiaolou's eyes sparkled, "So if the husband comes back, he will definitely go to Xishan quietly, and he won't even go to Linjiang!" ”

Yu Wenyun was stunned, it seems that this is such a reason, this little girl has a very powerful head.

"Okay, then we'll leave tomorrow!"

……

August 15 of the ninth year of the Xuanli calendar.

It's the Mid-Autumn Festival of the year again.

Fu Xiaoguan has no news, but this Mid-Autumn Festival still has to be passed.

Weiyang Lake's Lan Tingji is still going to hold a Mid-Autumn Festival poetry party tonight, but the five Confucians who were old last year are missing one this year - Qin Bingzhong and Qin Lao actually went to Linjiang again, but instead of Linjiang Academy, they went to Xishan Academy.

No one had ever heard the name of this academy, and then I learned that it was founded by Fu Xiaoguan in Xishan.

Now that the news of Fu Xiaoguan's untimely death has spread all over Jinling, Qin Lao actually gave up the great act of continuing to work for the holy school for the sake of Fu Xiaoguan's last wish, which is really admired by many people.

So with him to Xishan Academy, there were six retired teachers from the Jixia Academy.

Shangguan Wenxiu came to Lantingji early, he stood under the Thousand Monuments, and quietly looked at the song "Water Tune Song Head".

There is no Fu Xiaoguan in the world, who can sing in tune!

Perhaps in order to commemorate Fu Xiaoguan's talent, there are actually more people coming to Lanting this year's gathering than before.

Of course, the vast majority of them were the students of the Academy, led by Qin Wenzhe and others from the Lanting Poetry Society, and they also stood quietly under those thousand steles, looking at the poems and articles left by Fu Xiaoguan here.

"I've figured it out, I'm going to West Mountain."

Qin Wenzhe turned to face the group of students: "Now that Your Majesty is implementing the policy of being a teacher, I will also go to Xishan Academy to teach, and teach those children the principles about economics that the teacher taught me." Although I only know the surface of those truths, as my teacher said, this is a kind of concept, like a spark that can start a prairie fire! ”

Chen Shu stood up, "I'll go too, there is no way to open Gewu in this palace, maybe the Xishan Research Institute can give me some enlightenment." ”

"I'll go too!" Shangguan Miao said with a serious face: "I heard that the teacher has a group practice in Xishan, I will go to help the teacher train this group practice!" ”

Qin Wenzhe's words attracted the response of dozens of students, all of them were teenagers who went to the Wenhui with Fu Xiaoguan, and many of them will participate in next year's autumn festival, but they gave up, for the sake of the unclear ideal in their hearts.

And their move caused a big stir in the Jixia School Palace, and many students began to think, thinking about His Majesty's new policy, and thinking about what more meaningful things they could do in addition to studying and becoming an official.

The spark that Fu Xiaoguan ignited in the hearts of those hundred students spread like this, but at this time, the spark was still sparse, and there was no hope of burning the prairie at all.

Jin Wuxi falls, Jade Rabbit rises east, this is a time for thousands of families to reunite.

Linjiang Fu Mansion is also reuniting at the moment, but the atmosphere of this reunion is very weird.

Fu Daguan has not come back for several months, and he has not even written a letter! And he took away almost all the cash in the house!

The five concubines he accepted last year are now all with big bellies, and they are about to give birth.

But their man is gone!

Their man's son is dead, too!

This Fu family...... Could it be that it is going to fall?

So on this Mid-Autumn Festival night, the Qi family gathered five other ladies as the second lady and wanted to talk about what to do in the future.

Fu Xiaoguan died, and he once thought that his daughter Fu Xiaoxi could live a princess-like life, but now it seems to have become a joke.

"Sisters, although everyone is okay on weekdays, in fact, no one wants to see anyone in private. Since I entered this door before you, I want to tell you what is in my heart today. ”

Qi glanced at the five big-bellied women, "It's been half a year since the master was gone." There has been no news in the past six months, and the money in this house was originally in the hands of the master, and you and I have no right to handle it. But now I want to tell you that the cash in the house can only last for more than a month. ”

When Mrs. Wufang heard this, she was startled, looked at each other, and asked, "Where is the money?" ”

Qi Shi smiled, "I also found out at the end of last month that the master took away 1.6 million taels of silver!" ”

"Shhhh......h

Mrs. Wufang gasped, and the third lady asked, "Could it be that the master went to Pingling Quyi County to invest and build a workshop?" ”

"What kind of workshop to build, the direction of the master is the Wu Dynasty!"

Mrs. Wufang frowned suddenly, Fu Xiaoguan is the son of Emperor Wen, and now I am afraid that the whole world knows about it.

Fu Xiaoguan is the master's heart, and the six women in this room also know it.

Then the old man ran to the Wu Dynasty with 1.6 million taels of silver tickets...... The silver must have been given to Fu Xiaoguan - they didn't understand, Fu Xiaoguan was not the master's own son, Xu Yunqing wore a green hat for the master, why did the master go to the Wu Dynasty with such a large sum of silver?

After a long silence for tea, Siniang patted her chest, "Fortunately, the family's fields and those industries are still there, with these incomes, life will not be affected." ”

Qi Shi looked at the fourth lady, and a touch of mockery appeared on his face, "You are raising a baby in this mansion, I'm afraid you don't know that Fu Xiaoguan's fiancée Dong Shulan has already arrived in Xishan!" ”

"Fu Xiaoguan is dead, what is she doing in Xishan?"

"I heard that she went to all the workshops in Xishan, and also met with all the tenants, and she also went to Yao County a few days ago. Now the account books of all the industries in Xishan are in Dong Shulan's hands, you say, what is she doing in Xishan? ”