Xin Yi was stunned.

Fu Jiuqu's cheeks tightened, and his dark eyes looked at her.

It seems to be exploring, and it seems to be thinking.

Xin Yi: "What did Kyori say?"

Fu Jiuqu: "Let Eleven say it right."

His voice was low and his tone was heavy, "In May, there was a great flood in Beijing, the river burst its banks, the water level rose, the gates were broken, tens of thousands of public and private houses were washed away, the people in the city could not pass without rafts, and countless people and animals were killed and injured......

Xin Yi frowned slightly, sad and a little happy.

"Mother and Master, are they all right?"

Fu Jiuqu shook his head, and continued, "Si Tianjian also said that this is a warning from heaven, and the catastrophe is all due to not conforming to the timing of the heavens. From the beginning of the year to May, the sky has changed and there are no more evil rumors. All this is due to the undecided crown prince and the uneasiness of the temple. The ministers asked the officials to pay attention to the temple and establish the emperor's heir."

"Wild words!"

Xin Yi raised his eyebrows, "If you don't pull out the rods of heaven and earth, gods and ghosts, they won't be able to speak, will they?"

Fu Jiuqu looked at her deeply, his eyes dark.

"The matter of establishing a prince is already the biggest dispute in the court. The two governments frequently wrote books, and the officials forced each other to die. On the other side of the official family, I think it is overwhelmed, and there is a flood and natural disasters, alas, the people are havoc......

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That night, Xin Yi didn't sleep well, and her dream was an overwhelming flood, and she was washed into the Bianhe River, floating and sinking, unable to scream. In the middle of the night, I broke out in a cold sweat, and when I woke up to hear the sound of rain and thunder on the green tiles, I was terrified and didn't know where I was.

The rain didn't stop until dawn, and Fu Jiuqu left without waiting for dawn. It turned out that it was not only Jingshi who was affected by the disaster, but also rivers and dams in all parts of the country, which washed out the dams, flooded and caused great disasters in the world.

Fu Jiuqu, as the governor of Yangzhou, could no longer sleep peacefully.

He went out in the morning in the pouring rain and never returned.

Yangzhou's proximity to canals and well-developed waterways did not escape the disaster. In villages and towns outside the city, and in the low-lying homes in the city, countless people have been affected by the disaster, and everywhere they are reaching out for money, food, and relief, and the government is busy with disaster relief, and the people are busy with reassuring the victims.

Xin Yi was distressed and happy.

I feel sorry for him for being so hard and tired, and I am glad that my husband is a good man with a sense of responsibility.

The rainstorm gradually became smaller at noon, Xin Yi looked at the stagnant water in the courtyard uneasily, had a tasteless lunch, coaxed Xianyu to sleep, and asked Xingyuan to prepare the four treasures of the study, and went to Beijing to send a few letters.

This is the fifth letter he has sent back recently.

The Eldest Princess's Mansion, Di's Mansion, the Founding Marquis' Mansion, and the Xinyi Medicine Workshop were not missed.

She had expected this flood for a long time, but the letter was euphemistic, only saying that it was a dream of immortals. Afraid that they would not take it seriously, I sent out a reminder again and again.

But even so, when she learned that the flood was really coming, she was still uneasy in her heart, and she had to know the current situation in Beijing.

After writing the letter, she handed it to Xingyuan.

"Send it back to Bianjing quickly."

Xingyuan looked at her solemnly and nodded.

Xin Yi said again: "Don't alarm the Ninth Master, he's busy, don't let him worry."

Xingyuan: "The maid understands."

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From this day on, the first thing Xin Yi did when he woke up every morning was to ask the girl to ask if there was a letter from Bianjing. Unfortunately, Yangzhou is too far away from Bianjing, and under the influence of floods, the post post has also been hindered. ….

She never received a reply from Bianjing, and she was faintly uneasy.

In the blink of an eye, the envy fish turned one year old.

On the day of the first birthday, Xin Yi's eyelids jumped hard when he woke up early in the morning. However, everyone in the Zhizhou Mansion was happy for Xianyu's first birthday, and she didn't want to spoil the atmosphere.

"Catch the week, catch the week."

"Little brother has caught Zhou."

The first birthday ceremony is organized by Xiangling, simple and lively, not too many people are invited, but all kinds of etiquette are very complete.

The head of the fish is bare, and only a handful of horns are left on the top of the head, and it is wearing a brand new one

Child's clothes, sitting on a cool mat ready to catch the week.

There was a lot of laughter and laughter in the hall, staring at the little brother.

However, the little brother was not in a hurry, and with big dark eyes, he looked at the pen, ink, paper, inkstone, book, fan, coins, jewelry, food, flowers, fruits, etc., and finally crawled over and grabbed the most inconspicuous abacus in the corner.

As soon as the little hand was hooked, he hugged it and shook it vigorously.

The abacus beads swayed.

The crowd erupted in laughter.

"Hahahahaha...... Fortune and treasure!"

"Abacus is good, abacus is good. Wealth is abundant!"

"Little Yu'er is a calculating person."

Xin Yi couldn't help but laugh when he saw everyone happy, and he was ashamed of the little face of the envious fish, "What will he do? I think he's a money-loving man."

Fu Jiuqu looked at the mother and son fondly, and smiled, "If there is a mother, there must be a son."

Xin Yi was happy, "It's cheap and good." Such a thrifty lady who is a housekeeper, such a son who loves money like his life, you can steal the fun."

There was another round of jubilation in the room.

Xin Yi took the abacus from Xianyu's hand, and just bent down to pick him up, when there was a sudden sound of footsteps outside, and he walked very close, interrupting the joy in the room.

"The Ninth Master......

The person who came was Liang Yi, and when he glanced at the excitement in the room, he didn't say much.

Fu Jiuqu exchanged glances with him, nodded at Xin Yi, and went out silently.

Fu Jiuqu has been busy with the flood for a while, and it is normal for him to be called away. But Xin Yi looked at the figure that was getting farther and farther away, and the wrist holding the child was inexplicably a little weak.

She had a bad premonition.

It's a sunny day, the sun is shining after the flood, and the temperature is extremely high.

Fu Jiuqu didn't come back until about dusk, and Xin Yi had just sent the guests who had gone to the banquet away, and seeing that there was no emotion on his face, he avoided the subordinates and pulled him into the room.

"What's going on? What did Liang Yi say to you?"

Normally she doesn't ask much. Fu Jiuqu looked at her seriously and sat down firmly in the chair, his voice slow.

"Today, there are a few vendors who have fled from Kyoto and are talking nonsense in the liquor store...... I went to check the situation."

It's strange enough to alarm Liang Yi by talking nonsense in the wine shop, how could it alarm Fu Jiuqu?

The uneasiness in Xin Yi's heart surfaced again.

"Did something happen to Kyori?"

"Hmm." Fu Jiuqu did not deny it.

"Didn't you get the letter that day? Aren't they all right?"

Fu Jiuqu glanced at her with a calm face, "We were deceived by them."

I am afraid that my family will worry, and it is the norm to report good news but not bad news. ….

Xin Yi gasped, "You mean...... What's wrong with them?"

Fu Jiuqu: "This flood is more ferocious than in previous years. Difu was seriously affected, and he was an old man...... In the end, I still didn't listen to the persuasion, and the family moved to Daxiangguo Temple to avoid the water......

Xin Yi was so frightened that his soul was about to fly.

"Didn't you warn him?"

"Reminder." Fu Jiuqu's brows furrowed extremely tightly, "I specially asked Euonymus to carry the key to Senior Brother Lonely Wu, and handed over a separate courtyard next to the Great Xiangguo Temple to him, and prepared food and clothes in the courtyard......

Xin Yi was anxious: "Then why don't they go?"

"The courtyard is flooded."

"Huh!?" Xin Yi was a little incredulous.

Daxiangguo Temple has not been flooded, why was the other temple flooded?

Fu Jiuqu's eyelashes trembled slightly, and his black eyes were like a cold moon.

"The embankment near the river in the courtyard was washed away by the flood, which crushed the wall, and the courtyard was flooded, and it was muddy, and it was no longer inhabitable."

「……」

There was a sudden silence in the air.

Fu Jiuqu rubbed his forehead and said softly:

"Is this providential?"

Xin Yi suddenly held his hand for a moment, and found that his palms were sweaty, but the back of his hands was cold.

"It's going to be fine. Hurry up and write to your father-in-law, and tell him to be careful. Also, look at the official's side, why don't you send a letter in advance? We can't just wait for things to develop, we have to do something about it."

Fu Jiuqu nodded and shook her tightly.

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On the third watch, the bangzi rang, as if coming from a distant dream.

Xin Yi woke up from the nightmare of the flood again, and she struggled to open her eyes to find Fu Jiuqu sitting by the window.

The night is long, and the crescent moon is like a hook.

Outside the window, the plane trees sway in the wind through the confinement of the night......

There seemed to be a distant singer's voice in the night sky, babbling and singing a mournful tune.

Xin Yi can't sleep anymore, "Brother Jiu......"

Fu Jiuqu turned around: "Did I wake you up?"

"I'm having nightmares."

Xin Yi picked up the cotton cloak that Fu Jiuqu had put on his clothes, draped it over his shoulders, and gently kneaded it twice.

"Why don't you sleep?"

Fu Jiuqu took her hand and asked her to sit down beside her, holding her shoulders from behind. Xin Yi approached meekly, and his green hair was so soft and soft on him, extremely delicate.

"Is there a leprechaun out there seducing you?"

Fu Jiuqu smiled and said, "The little goblin is in his arms, who can hook him away?"

Xin Yi snorted, "It's weird. Look at you and you're not being honest."

The coquettish after a long time is swaying into my heart. Fu Jiuqu smiled slightly, helped her sit down, got up and lit the glass lamp next to the Luohan chair.

The flames spitted warm orange light in the breeze, which was very beautiful.

"Do you have something on your mind?" Xin Yi looked up at him and asked, "Thinking about the family in Jingzhong?" Are you worried about them?"

Fu Jiuqu took her into his arms, stroked her long hair, and said softly, "I also had a nightmare."

Xin Yi rarely heard him talk about this, and was slightly surprised, "What did you dream about?"

Fu Jiuqu said: "I dreamed that I was locked in a transparent box that looked like a coffin, surrounded by white clothes, white robes and white turbans......

His brow furrowed, as if he didn't know how to describe it, and slowly spat out two words: "Ghost."

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