Chapter 11: The Worker Wants to Do His Job Well
Nothing was said all night.
The next day, it was just over half past four o'clock in the morning. It was still dark.
The house of Youning Courtyard was already brightly lit.
"Mo Shangren is like jade, and the son is unparalleled in the world!"
Zhao Shou stared at Xu Yi as if he had come out of a scroll, and said a rare word of praise.
"It's rare to be able to quote scriptures."
Xu Yi, who was wearing a white jade and gold crown and a black python robe, turned to look at Zhao Shou and praised with a smile.
Why. This turn directly made Zhao Shou's eyes red.
"What's going on?"
Xu Yi raised his arm and looked at the python robe on his body. There's nothing wrong with that.
"It's okay, it's okay."
"I just think that the sixth master is wearing this python robe, and he is exceptionally handsome."
Zhao Shou smiled and wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes, God knows how long he had waited for this day.
"You, you."
Xu Yi chuckled and patted Zhao Shou's shoulder, and then walked out of the house.
The master and servant have been together for many years, and Xu Yi can naturally understand a lot from Zhao Shou's words.
Stand in the small courtyard and take a deep breath of cold air.
Xu Yi's originally calm eyes suddenly flashed a trace of ruthlessness.
"The Great Zhou Dynasty, Emperor Zhengde, I, Xu Yi are here."
"It's been eight years, it's been eight years, huh."
Taking another deep breath of cold air, Xu Yi sneered and walked towards the gate that had trapped him and his predecessor for eight years without hesitation.
behind it.
Zhao Shou stood silently in the door of the small courtyard, slowly raised his arm, and wiped the tears that could not be stopped from the corners of his eyes.
Seeing Xu Yi's heroic and upright figure completely disappear into the small courtyard.
Then he burst into tears.
The master and servant have been together for eight years and have never been separated.
Regarding the result of Xu Yi's going, Zhao Shou always felt bottomless in his heart.
Really, the unknown, is always the most terrifying.
Outside the small courtyard.
Xu Yi stretched out his arms, as if he wanted to embrace the free air outside the hospital.
It just came at this time.
A six-horse carriage slowly rushed towards Xu Yi.
"Get in the car."
Xu Zhen poked his head out of the carriage and waved his hand at Xu Yi, signaling Xu Yi to come over quickly.
"I haven't seen you for many days, but the second uncle is a lot haggard."
In the carriage, Xu Yi stared at Xu Zhen, who was haggard, and a trace of concern flashed in his eyes.
"It's so dark in the carriage, Yi'er's eyes are good."
Xu Zhen smiled and snorted, for a period of time, in order to be able to let Xu Yi walk out of Zongzheng Temple smoothly.
God knows how much he drank with the powerful people he knew.
God knows how much he's paid for it all this time to make sure nothing goes wrong.
"The second uncle laughed, it's still early, the second uncle might as well rest for a while."
Xu Yi stared at Xu Zhen with a haggard face, and couldn't help but care.
If anyone in this world really cares about him, one is Zhao Shou, who has been dependent on each other for eight years.
The other is the second emperor's uncle Xu Zhen.
For Xu Zhen's dedication, Xu Yi will always remember it in his heart.
"Nothing."
Xu Zhen waved his hand and then asked, "I forgot to ask Yi'er, have you read those files?" ”
"I've read it all."
When he mentioned those files, Xu Yi felt that his eyes were sore, and in a few days, those files had already been read by him countless times.
To put it bluntly, even if Xu Yi is asked to memorize the dossier backwards, he can memorize it word for word.
"How do you feel?"
Xu Zhen couldn't help but sit up straight, and his hands under the black four-clawed green dragon robe couldn't help but clench a little.
Obviously, he attaches great importance to the next words in Xu Yi's mouth.
"Natural and man-made disasters."
Xu Yi closed his eyes slightly, and slowly spit out the four big words of natural disasters and man-made disasters.
"Is there a solution?"
Xu Zhen couldn't help but ask hurriedly, for the man-made disasters in Xu Yi's mouth, Xu Zhen didn't even think about it, and directly attributed it to those corrupt officials and corrupt officials.
"Yes, when it's a two-pronged approach."
"Disaster relief and anti-corruption should be carried out at the same time, and both are indispensable."
Xu Yi opened his eyes, and a hint of fierceness appeared in his eyes.
The disaster of the Guanzhong drought is a once-in-a-century gluttonous feast for those large and small families.
For Xu Yi, it means the only chance to get rid of Zongzheng Temple completely.
When Xu Yi decided to take over the disaster relief, the two sides had already become an undying opponent.
For the enemy, Xu Yi will never be merciful.
In the same way, the enemy will not show any mercy to him because of his status as a prince.
After all, he, the prince, has never been loved by Emperor Zhengde.
"What do you need the second uncle to do?"
Xu Zhen did not ask Xu Yi what he wanted to do, but his face was straight and he took the lead in expressing his position and support.
"Absolute right to speak."
Xu Yi lowered his voice and said slowly.
"Absolute right to speak?"
Xu Zhen looked puzzled and muttered to himself.
After a while, the doubts on his face were replaced by firmness.
"Yi'er, don't worry, this matter is on the second uncle."
Xu Zhen's face was firm, and he said slowly.
If he can't even do this, he doesn't deserve to be the Prince of Seven Pearls.
What's more, in order to be sure, God knows how much he drank during this time.
and how drunk and befriended the powerful.
"In addition to that, I need a hundred battle-hardened spies."
If you want to do a good job, you must first sharpen your tools.
If you want to truly resist man-made disasters, it is difficult to rely on Xu Yi and Zhao Shou alone.
Because of this, Xu Yi asked Xu Zhen for some experienced spies.
Sometimes, whether the intelligence is accurate or not is a matter of whether something can actually be done.
For intelligence, Xu Yi has never dared to be sloppy.
He didn't want to become a blind man with black eyes as soon as he left Zongzheng Temple.
Let others lead him by the nose.
"This is no problem, after the court meeting, I will directly send a hundred people from the personal soldiers to obey your orders."
"These hundred people are all real elites, and they are also veterans who have survived the twenty years of fighting in the Western Regions with me."
"There's no need to worry about loyalty and competence."
Xu Zhen waved his hand and said with an extremely domineering promise.
"The nephew thanked the second uncle first."
Xu Zhen is not unusual, like this kind of veteran who has been fighting on the battlefield for 20 years, one is counted as one, and they are all treasures in the army.
Xu Zhen was able to say a word, and directly waved his hand to accept it.
This kindness, Xu Yi will naturally remember in his heart.
"Stinky boy, what are you seeing with me?"
Xu Zhen slapped Xu Yi on the shoulder, slightly dissatisfied.
Xu Yi chuckled, just as he wanted to say something.
The carriage slowed down suddenly, and after a while, it came to a complete stop.
At this moment, there was a sudden sound of dragging the door outside the carriage.
"I'm going to leave Zongzheng Temple."
Xu Zhen leaned in the carriage and sighed quietly.
"I'm going to leave Zongzheng Temple."
Xu Yi lowered his head and muttered to himself.
No one could see what a face was under the drooping head.