Zhuo Chengxun's singing stopped, and Hua Wenqing raised his glass and smiled: "Zhuang Yuanlang's singing is so good, the girls who play the piano are fascinated by your singing." ”

With a charming smile, Zhuo Chengxun looked at the piano girl, the piano sound was messy, and the woman's face was flushed.

"Jiang Cixian's song "Will Enter the Wine" is heroic, unrestrained and free, and it is really worthy of the name of Cixian." Ding Chu was three points drunk, muttered "Will Enter the Wine", and suddenly frowned and said: "This word has big ups and downs, the language is sad and angry, although it is sad but not sad, sad and strong, but it does not match Jiang Cixian's state of mind, it is not that Jiang Cixian remembered the sad things of the young man when he wrote this poem." ”

is also the champion, Zhuo Chengxun has been compared with Jiang Anyi, born in a scholarly family, abiding by the teachings of the sage, Zhuo Chengxun's behavior makes people not make mistakes, but compared with Jiang Anyi, there is less of that wonderful. Zhuo Chengxun, who is humble on the surface, actually has an indescribable antipathy to Jiang Anyi, and Jiang's existence is like an insurmountable obstacle in front of him.

Hua Wenqing knew Zhuo Chengxun's thoughts, so naturally he would not mention that Jiang Anyi was unhappy. Raising a glass and touching Zhuo Chengxun, the two drank each other, Hua Wenqing said: "It's a shame to say that only the three of Zhuo Bang came forward to go to the disaster area for disaster relief. Brother Zhuo, don't forget me and Brother Ding when he is proud. ”

The average age of Da Zheng Zhuangyuanlang is about twenty-seven or eighteen years old, Zhuo Chengxun is one year younger than Hua Wenqing, only twenty-five years old, he has been famous since he was a child, he looks like a talent, and the family has high expectations for him, so he has not married for him, that is, he intends to wait for him to become a powerful golden beetle son-in-law.

Zhuo Chengxun high school champion, many people came to the door to propose, Zhuo Chengxun Bing married the second daughter of Mao Huacheng of the right side of the political hall as his wife, with such a strong father-in-law, Zhuo Chengxun can serve as the left to fill the que, although the official rank from the seventh grade, but the son of heaven is close to the minister, it is very easy to move. This trip to disaster relief is destined to be promoted.

Hua Wenqing's foundation is in Huazhou, thinking that after the expiration of three years, he will be transferred to the locality, first make a county order, and then be promoted to the assassin history, the water in Beijing is too deep, Hua Wenqing asked himself that it is better to be comfortable than to live in the six ministries and nine qing. However, there are people in Beijing who do well when they are outside, so Hua Wenqing bets on Zhuo Chengxun, and in the future, with Zhuo's rising tide, he will also be able to adjust the wind and rain in the foreign office.

Of course, Hua Wenqing is more optimistic about Jiang Anyi, whether in terms of sainthood or ability, Jiang Anyi is stronger than Zhuo Chengxun. Hua Wenqing is very proud, the scar-faced man Lu Ziyue is Jiang Anyi's shortcoming, he can handle it at any time, thinking that Jiang Anyi has become a puppet in his hands, Hua Wenqing is full of comfort and drinks himself.

Sending Shi Fangqi away, Cheng Xiquan was in a good mood, and buying a strong teammate with 20% of shares was not a loss-making transaction, not to mention that through Shi Fangjue, he also got in touch with Huang Shufei in the palace. Looking at the chrysanthemums in the garden, Cheng Xiquan felt that the housekeeper Cheng Yougui's performance was remarkable, and said with a smile: "Yougui, today's matter is thanks to you in the round field next to you, you went to the account room to pay a hundred taels of silver, and said that I rewarded you." ”

Cheng Yougui was silent for a long time and persuaded: "Young master, Yougui is a subordinate, some things should not have been said, but Yougui is a servant of the Cheng family, and some things can't be said." Grandpa Guo is obsessed with practicing Dan, and in the past few years, the young master has been in charge of the house, and his life has not been as good as a year. Originally, there were more than one million taels of income in the house every year, and there was a surplus of three or four hundred thousand yuan in addition to the consumption. After the master practiced Dan, there was not much left, young master, you rewarded excessively, and you have begun to eat the old bottom in the past few years. Today, young master, you will give away twenty percent of the shares of the silk village, and this is ...... in the house."

"Alright, don't talk about it." Cheng Xiquan roared angrily, and the folding fan in his hand slapped the chrysanthemums blooming in front of him to the ground. Cheng Yougui didn't dare to make a sound again, stood with his head down, and sighed secretly.

A servant hurriedly ran over and said, "Young Guogong, someone from the palace has passed the decree, please go and receive the decree quickly." ”

Cheng Xi was ecstatic in his heart, but he didn't expect that as soon as the chrysanthemum was sent to the palace, the will came. However, there was only one step from heaven to hell, and when the will was read, Cheng Xi sat down on the ground.

I don't know how long it took, Cheng Xiquan woke up from the nightmare, and saw the bright yellow holy decree placed on the table, and shivered as if he had been pricked by a needle. The will was not to approve him for offering chrysanthemums, but to reprimand him for his misdeeds, and strictly ordered him to study at home and rest for a year, at which time he would personally check the effect of reading.

Cheng Yougui saw that the young prince came to his senses, and said with a sigh of relief: "I'm scared to death of the old servant." ”

Seeing that Cheng Xi was as full as ashes, Cheng Yougui persuaded in a low voice: "Young master, although the Son of Heaven has come to reprimand, there is no meaning of protection in his words. The young master might as well take this opportunity to study seriously, and he will impress the Son of Heaven and revive his family's reputation. ”

"Jiang Anyi, it's all because of this Jiang Anyi." Cheng Xiquan muttered: "If it weren't for him, how could I be so embarrassed, lose face and lose money." Yougui, you go and invite Uncle Yang to me. ”

It was useless to persuade again, Cheng Yougui sighed and left. After a while, Yang Yudong came, Cheng Xiquan whispered a few words, and Yang Yudong turned around and left.

It had been five days since the disaster relief team left the capital, and the team was divided into two routes, one to Jiang and Qi Prefectures, led by Liu Shi, a waiter of the Ministry of Works, and the other to Bingzhou and Qingzhou, led by Duan Cizong, the secretary and young eunuch.

Before entering the state, refugees began to appear one after another along the way, men carrying burdens, old people, women and children, staggering east. Unkempt, ragged, dull-faced, and full of despair, you can see an old man who can't walk on the side of the road, sitting on the ground and dying, and from time to time there are sad cries coming, and the listener is heartbroken.

This situation made the team Duan Cizong unable to go any longer, and ordered the brigade to stop and provide disaster relief on the spot. With part of the relief grain and silver, it was guarded by 3,000 men and horses of Zuo Weiwei in Beijing.

A well-dressed old man was led in front of Duan Cizong, and Duan Cizong bowed and saluted: "Old man, Gao surname and big name, where are you from, where are you going?" ”

Although his clothes were dirty, the old man's demeanor was calm, and he calmly returned the courtesy, and sighed: "My lord was sent by the court to provide disaster relief." It's a little late. ”

Duan Cizong's face flushed, the heavy rain in Sizhou began on the third day of the eighth month, and the court continued to report that it was August 20th, and it took nearly ten days to raise grain, grass and silver, and the disaster relief team set off on the third day of September, and it was already the eighth day of September when they arrived here, no wonder the old man would blame him for coming a little late.

"The old man's surname is Chen, a native of Qiuhe County, Bingzhou, who has been a county magistrate for several years, and resigned at home a few years ago. The water swelled due to heavy rains, and the village of Yafeng, where the old man lived, was flooded by the flood that burst the embankment, and he had to flee with his family. Pain flashed in the old man's eyes.

Duan Cizong said: "Uncle Chen, although we are late, didn't the court order all localities to open warehouses to help the victims first?" Why flee to another country? ”

"Qiuhe County is opening a warehouse to release grain, but there are too many people affected by the disaster, and the storage is limited, so the county order has to count the rice into the pot. Qiuhe County is not far from Louzhou, and Louzhou has not been affected by the disaster, so we want to find a way to survive in Louzhou and return to our hometown when the situation stabilizes. ”

"Didn't the 100,000 stone grain for the court's disaster relief have already arrived first?" Duan Cizong asked.

The old man sighed: "Alas, the old man heard that the court transported grain for disaster relief, but as far as the old man knows, Qiuhe County has not received the grain from the court. ”

Duan Cizong's head "buzzed", 100,000 stone of grain was transported out of the household, and the calculation date should arrive at the disaster area at the end of August, why hasn't it been seen so far? Duan Cizong's heart was like cooking oil, and he wished he could fly to Bingzhou to ask Yunchangmao, the Taishou of Bingzhou, but he couldn't leave lightly.

After thinking for a while, Duan Cizong asked Ma Fengchun to be called. Ma Fengchun, Sinong Sicheng, one of the ten people who went to the disaster relief this time, was cautious and cautious, and the Duan Ci clan chose him to return to the disaster relief queue.

"Ma Fengchun, I left 500 people and 40,000 stone of grain, and you collect the victims along the way and tell them that the court has sent disaster relief envoys. You might as well be stationed in Qiuhe County, gather the victims of the disaster in the nearby county, build a simple residence, and wait for my next order. ”

Ma Fengchun received the order. Duan Cizong turned his face to Mr. Chen and said: "Mr. Chen, you are from Qiuhe County, you are highly respected, and at the moment of great calamity, please cooperate with Ma Fengchun, recruit some people among the refugees, help Ma Fengchun maintain order, distribute food, and let people publicize and publicize, let everyone go home quickly, don't be exiled, the court will help you rebuild your home." ”

Ma Fengchun and Chen Laozhang stayed, and after a while, there were cheers on the avenue, Duan Cizong was the victims cheered after learning the news, the homeland is difficult to leave, since there is salvation, who wants to leave the hometown in the background.

The grain and silver for disaster relief were escorted by Zuo Weiwei and arrived in Louzhou through the official road, but due to the blockage of the road by the big water, it was transported by the river, and it was planned to distribute materials along the Xishui River, and Qiuhe County was next to it.

Duan Cizong frowned, as a disaster relief envoy, he had to coordinate many matters along the way, and he couldn't break away from the brigade, so it seemed that he could only send Jiang Anyi to investigate. When Renzhou cleared the acres of land, Jiang Anyi also broke out of the situation, hoping to find out what happened this time.

Jiang Anyi appeared in front of Duan Cizong in a dusty and energetic manner, bowed and said, "I've seen my lord." ”

Jiang Anyi is Duan Cizong's protégé, and Duan Cizong likes this young man more and more. Before leaving Beijing, he heard that Jiang Anyi had won 3.4 million taels of silver from Changle Fang through gambling, which solved the urgent need for disaster relief. Although Duan Cizong was an upright and strict person, when he heard the news, he still drank two cups behind his back, and took the ill-gotten wealth for disaster relief, so why be too demanding.

However, in front of Jiang Anyi, Duan Cizong always had a serious expression and did not smile. Jiang Anyi was worried in his heart, and he was more cautious than facing Yu Shi. Master Yu still has the feeling that he is divided into seven divisions and three into friends, and this Duan Master Jiang Anyi does not dare to show half a point of frivolity.

Seeing Jiang Anyi's respectful appearance, Duan Cizong was angry and funny, and he didn't break it, and told him the news that the disaster relief food might be missing. The more Jiang Anyi listened, the more solemn his face became, how many people's lives were related to disaster relief food, and there was no room for loss.

"Anyi, I want you to investigate all the way along the route of the grain to see what went wrong." Duan Cizong took out a gold medal from his arms, which was a token given to him by the Son of Heaven to control the officials of the four states when he left Beijing, and it was engraved with the words "Ru I come in person".

took the gold medal and pressed his hand heavily. Duan Cizong Zhuang Yan said: "Anyi, the gold medal is only for self-defense, don't use it lightly until you have to." There are many dangers here, be careful, on the day of success, Duan will definitely ask for credit for you. ”