Inner house study.

As the door closed, the light in the study dimmed instantly.

Yang Xian calmed down, and then bowed to Xu Yi, who was sitting behind the bookcase, and said, "Meet the sixth master first."

Behind the slightly dimly lit table.

Xu Yi waved his hand slightly and said, "There is no need for such a lot of courtesy between you and me, come, sit."

That being said, how can it be so easy to dispel the difference between respect and humility in Yang Xian's peace of mind?

Yang Xian'an thanked him, then walked quickly to the opposite side of Xu Yi's table, pulled out a chair and slowly sat down.

Xu Yi lifted the teapot and poured the tea slowly, and for a while there was only the sound of rushing water in the study.

Yang Xian'an was sitting on the chair, looking at his nose and nose without squinting.

Jingzhao Mansion has just sent a large number of officials out of Jingzhao Mansion on the front foot, and their whereabouts are unknown.

Xu Yi called him to the study of the inner house with his hind feet, and the doors and windows were closed.

As long as you're not stupid, anyone can see that something big is going to happen.

Xu Yi slowly pushed the teacup towards Yang Xian'an and said calmly, "Drink tea."

"Sixth Master Xie." Yang Xian'an thanked him, and then slowly took the teacup, but did not drink it.

Xu Yi picked up another cup of tea, took a sip, and then said calmly, "You just saw it, right?"

Yang Xian'an nodded and replied, "I see."

The officials of Jingzhao Mansion and the officials of the Criminal Department each held documents and seals, and walked out of Jingzhao Mansion with a swagger, as long as they were not fools, they would naturally see it.

The only thing I don't understand is where those officials are going.

In the end, how big will it be.

Xu Yi said calmly: "After today, more than 20 commercial houses will disappear in Chang'an City."

Chang'an City, as the capital of the Great Zhou Dynasty, has not 10,000 but 8,000 commercial banks.

Every day, a large number of trading houses will pour out, and a large number of trading houses will also dissipate.

The disappearance of more than 20 commercial houses is not shocking news in the past.

At most, it has become a small talk among the common people after dinner.

But when this sentence came out of Xu Yi's mouth, the meaning it represented would be very different.

Yang Xian'an thought on his face, and then asked tentatively: "Dare to ask the sixth master, what industries are these more than 20 commercial firms engaged in."

Before he asked this sentence, Yang Xian'an already had a guess in his heart, and now it is nothing more than to verify it.

Xu Yi slowly spit out two words with an expressionless face: "Grain."

And so it was. Yang Xianxin couldn't help but exclaim.

Immediately settled down, got up and arched his hand, "Congratulations to the sixth master, congratulations to the sixth master."

Xu Yi shook his head slightly and said casually, "It's just some small miscellaneous fish."

The words fell.

Xu Yi looked at Yang Xian'an, his face was pale, and he slowly said, "The next few days will be hard, you have to wait."

A trace of joy flashed in Yang Xian'an's eyes, at this critical juncture, the harder it is, the more it shows that Xu Yi is right?

After settling down, Yang Xian'an hurriedly replied: "Sharing worries for the sixth master is the meaning of my existence, why do you have to say the hard work."

The corners of Xu Yi's mouth raised noncommittally.

Then his face turned straight, and he said in a deep voice, "In addition, there is one more thing for you to come here today to be handed over to 'you' to do."

You here refer to Yang Xian'an, not not.

The deep meaning in Xu Yi's words, Yang Xian'an naturally understood.

couldn't help but Yang Xian'an's face became also serious, and he said in a deep voice: "Sixth Master, please speak, Xian'an swears to live up to the trust of the Sixth Master."

Xu Yi glanced at Yang Xian'an deeply, and then said in a deep voice: "In the near future, I will launch a real counterattack against those families behind the disaster relief."

"If things go well, within ten days, the refugees outside Chang'an will be properly handled."

"When the time comes,

Some of the trade routes outside Chang'an will be opened."

The words fell.

Xu Yi stared at Yang Xian'an's eyes and said word by word, "And what I want you to do is before the trade route is opened."

"'Privately' in my name, looking for 3,000 fatherless, motherless, and homeless children!"

"After the trade route is opened, in the name of the merchant, send them all away."

Yang Xian was relieved, and said with a solemn face: "Dare to ask the sixth master if there are restrictions on children's age, physical condition, etc."

Xu Yi nodded and said in a deep voice, "Boy, with good roots and strong heart, his age is controlled between eight and twelve years old."

Yang Xian'an's face was solemn, and he asked in a deep voice, "After the matter is completed, where will it be sent?"

didn't ask Xu Yi what he wanted to do, since Xu Yi said the request, what he wanted to do was self-evident.

Xu Yi's face was serious, and he replied in a deep voice, "Donglai County."

Seeing Yang Xian'an nodded heavily.

Xu Yi then added: "Send it in batches, and find a person named Lou Daoyong when you arrive in Donglai County."

As he spoke, Xu Yi took out a note from his bosom and solemnly handed it to Yang Xian'an.

The note was only the size of a thumb, and there was a line of black dots that resembled handwriting.

It's just a pity that the black dot is too 'small' for others to see what is written.

Xu Yi solemnly explained: "After seeing Lou Daoyong, hand him the note, and he will naturally understand what to do when the time comes."

Yang Xian'an nodded heavily, then got up and promised, "Sixth Master rest assured, Xian'an swears to live up to the sixth master's trust."

Xu Yi nodded and said, "I believe you, go and prepare, time is running out."

"Yes!" Yang Xian'an nodded heavily, and then slowly withdrew from the study.

When the creak of the door came again.

Xu Yi's originally straight back couldn't help but bend.

The whole person leaned on the Taishi chair, revealing a particularly tired appearance.

It seems that making this choice is an extremely exhausting task.

In fact, Xu Yi is not impossible to find orphans from Donglai County.

But in this case, when will we be able to gather 3,000 orphans?

And a large number of orphans are lost, or missing, it is easy to attract the attention of others.

In addition to this, there is a reason not to be humane.

That's the nature of the mind.

After this great difficulty, the children in Guanzhong who can still be resolute will always be Xu Yi's best choice no matter when and where.

The reason for the age restriction is nothing more than to make it safer.

Children at this age are relatively speaking, their minds are not fully formed, and there is still a lot of room for transformation.

After all, what Xu Yi wants is the 3,000 dead soldiers he personally cultivated, and this kind of person only needs to have the characteristic of perseverance.

The rest, including martial arts, knowledge, and the three views, will be cultivated by Xu Yi when the time comes.

There is no one more credible than the dead man he has cultivated with his own hands.

What's more, for those selected children, Xu Yi's move is not only the grace of life, but also the grace of recreation!

If it weren't for Xu Yi, whether they could survive the drought and end it was still between the two.

Even if you survive the drought, what about afterward? How will fatherless, motherless, homeless children beg for a living?

"Whew~!"

Xu Yi leaned back on the Taishi chair and exhaled a heavy breath of turbidity.

In this way, there are many benefits, but there are also risks.

If it weren't for this, how could Xu Yi control the number at three thousand, and only order Yang Xian'an to do it alone.

Take a quick break.

Xu Yi got up and pushed open the closed windowsill and let the warm sun outside the window in.

The warm sunlight shone through the windowsill in an instant

On Yi's body, he unconsciously eliminated the darkness in his heart.

A moment later.

Xu Yi turned around and walked towards the bookcase.

After a brief grinding of the ink, I picked up the pen and slowly sorted out each step to be taken from the paper.

The horn of the counteroffensive has been sounded, and every next step will be full of blood.

As for Emperor Zhengde's final decision, Xu Yi did not take it into consideration this time.

None of them.

First, with Xu Yi's understanding of Emperor Zhengde, Emperor Zhengde will not make the final choice at all in a short period of time.

Second, no matter who Emperor Zhengde finally decides to kill or who to keep, it will not affect Xu Yi's follow-up at this time.

As for the reason, it's simple.

No matter how Emperor Zhengde chooses, the last fisherman will be Xu Yi himself.

......

Just as Xu Yi was sorting out the follow-up plan.

Suddenly, the wind rose in Chang'an City.

Countless servants rushed into one trading house after another.

Without saying a word, he took out the document stamped with the seal of Jingzhao Mansion, and arrested the person directly.

If they dare to resist, the officials will be like madmen, drawing their swords on the spot!

For a while, countless business firms with ghosts in their hearts were extremely frightened, for fear that the next one to be seized would be their own family.

Fortunately, these officials forbade the order and never acted against merchants outside of the paperwork.

Meanwhile.

The families behind the seized trading houses were completely in chaos at this time.

Since Feng Yuyan was arrested yesterday, they already had a bad premonition in their hearts.

But I never expected that before they could discuss a countermeasure.

Xu Yi has already done it!

For a while, the behind-the-scenes families who learned the news were all panicked.

......

East of the city, Guangde Fang.

A middle-aged man dressed as a man from a trading house was running down the street panting in clothes that didn't fit.

Every now and then, he turned his head to look behind him.

It looked like someone was chasing him behind him.

Even if there was no one behind him, he didn't dare to stop rashly.

After a long time.

The middle-aged man looked back again and saw that no one was chasing him.

Plunged towards the side path.

It didn't take a while.

The middle-aged man sat slumped in the doorway of a small door, gasping for air.

The movement is the same as the sound of the bellows being pulled in the kitchen.

It's as if you're not careful, you're going to pull it over at any time.

It's been a long time.

The middle-aged man finally came to his senses, got up from the ground with difficulty, and knocked on the small door in front of him.

It didn't take a while.

There was a sound of footsteps inside the small door.

"Who?" The man inside the small door asked in a deep voice.

"Fauber, it's me!" The middle-aged man replied in a deep voice.

"Squeak".

The door was opened from within.

Fauber leaned out and glanced to the left and right, and saw that there was no one else on the left and right.

Only then did he hurriedly pull the middle-aged man into the door.

Then he asked in a deep voice, "Why did you come here at this juncture!"

The middle-aged man said with fear on his face, "I have something important to report to the master, Fu Bo quickly take me to see the master."

Fauber's face was gloomy and he slowly took two steps back.

Then he waved his hands sharply to the left and right, and said in a deep voice, "Up!"

In an instant, more than a dozen servants poured out from both sides of the small door, all of them holding long sticks.

"Fauber, what are you doing! I want to see the master! I have something important to report!" The middle-aged man realized that something was wrong, and while questioning loudly, he quickly turned around, trying to open the back door and escape.

It's a pity, early

The moment he entered, the old servant named Fubo had already locked the back door completely.

Of course, it will take more than ten breaths to open the back door again.

It's a pity that the old servant named Faub would not give him time to reopen the back door?

In an instant, more than a dozen young servants armed with wooden sticks rushed forward.

Without saying a word, he raised his stick and swung it heavily.

"Smack!" A bang.

The moment a wooden stick slapped on the middle-aged man's back, it was directly broken in half!

"Ahh The middle-aged man screamed.

There was no time to turn around, and the desire to survive supported him to continue to open the back door.

"Bang! Bang!" Two more loud bangs.

A stick hit the middle-aged man at the bend of his legs, and a stick on the back of the middle-aged man's head.

After the two sticks, the middle-aged man could no longer even let out a scream.

The whole person slowly slid down the back door and fell to the ground.

At the back of the head, blood flowed like a mountain stream.

With a gloomy face, Fauber commanded, "Carry the body away and throw it in the street, and if anyone asks, say that this person has trespassed into the inner house!"

So saying, Fauber took out some pieces of silver from his bosom, gave them to the chief servant, and commanded again, "Take the brethren afterwards and go in style, and besides, the monthly money will be doubled this month."

As soon as this statement came out.

More than a dozen officials instantly showed ecstasy on their faces, and they all said loudly, "Xie Fubo, Master Xie."

Fauber nodded slightly, waved his hand, and motioned for everyone to work.

After the body is carried out the back door.

Fauber turned and walked towards the courtyard ahead.

It didn't take a while.

Fauber tapped softly in the study.

The moment the door slammed, a deep voice came from inside the door: "Come in."

"Yes, sir." Fauber agreed, pushed open the door of the study and slowly walked in.

In the study, a middle-aged man in a crimson official uniform paused to walk back and forth.

Turning to look at the door of the study, his face, which was originally full of majesty, was now full of gloom.

As one of the officials in the Ministry of Literature, Yi Haiyuan has never been so uneasy as he is today.

Fu Bofang walked into the study.

Yi Haiyuan couldn't wait to ask, "Has that person dealt with it?"

Fu Bo replied in a deep voice, "Master Hui, it has been dealt with according to your instructions!"

Long before the middle-aged man fled back, Yi Haiyuan had already received the news of the operation of the Jingzhao Mansion Joint Criminal Department.

One step ahead of schedule, he received the news that the commercial bank under his secret control was seized.

At this time, the middle-aged man fled back, this is not what is it for him to set himself on fire.

Yi Haiyuan was a little relieved when he heard this, waved his hand and said, "It's okay to deal with it, let's go out."

Fauber leaned over and saluted respectfully, "Yes, sir."