The more the two chatted, the more they fell in love, and unconsciously, they talked about what happened during this time, and during this time, the two got to know each other more and more, and gradually, they had a feeling of sympathy.

Lu Zhaoyi took out a piece of letterhead from his arms and handed it to Mrs. Zhao.

Mrs. Zhao was puzzled, took a look, her face suddenly became solemn, she put down the note, and stared at Lu Zhaoyi, "What is this?"

It is a letterhead unique to Xiangyang Zhuangxue.

Seeing this, she just smiled and didn't answer directly, "Is Ciyuan in the house?"

Suddenly mentioning Qiu Ciyuan, Mrs. Zhao frowned slightly, and nodded puzzled, "My son...... I'm doing my homework."

For a while, she hesitated a little, unable to guess Lu Zhaoyi's purpose.

"To tell you the truth, I have a nephew who is a classmate of your family Ciyuan, I found out earlier that the two of them are returning to Beijing together, and it is inconvenient for Mrs. Fang to take me over, let me ask him a few questions?"

"This ......"

Mrs. Zhao's eyes flashed slightly, and she was a little surprised, "You mean, the son of the Marquis of Nanyang is a classmate with my son?" I haven't heard him mention it!"

She muttered hesitantly, and although she had doubts in her heart, she agreed. Then he got up and called out.

Soon, a maidservant came in and saluted respectfully, "Ma'am!"

"Go and call the eldest prince."

"Yes." The maidservant was ordered to retreat.

In less than half a cup of tea, a young man in a green shirt stepped on the door, looking at this young age, he has such a calm temperament, he will grow up day by day, and he will be extraordinary.

"What did my mother ask her son to do?"

When Mrs. Zhao saw him, a smile appeared on her face, "Son! Come on, it's Mrs. Lu who wants to see you, you call Auntie."

Hearing this, Lu Zhaoyi couldn't hold back a little, "Madam, I'm only six or seven years older than him, isn't that right?"

But when I think about it, my nephew, at this age, also calls himself the seventh aunt.

"Why not, Mrs. Lu!" Mrs. Zhao was not happy, "Seeing her like this, then she still doesn't treat her as a sister?"

"Don't dare to be. It's up to Sister Zhao." Lu Zhaoyi said with a smile.

Qiu Ciyuan watched coldly from the sidelines, and at the end of the two of them's words, he interjected, "Ciyuan is still called Lu Niangzi!" Lu Niangzi's poems, Ciyuan has read them in Zhuangxue, and the style of writing is strong, and it can be regarded as a model for a generation of Wenhou."

His words immediately caused Mrs. Zhao and Lu Zhaoyi to be stunned.

"Is that one "Walking on the Wall"?"

Qiu Ciyuan nodded, "Exactly. Lu Niangzi's quick thinking made Ci Yuan admire!"

After a few gossip, they talked about the early suspension of Xiangyang Zhuangxue.

"This time the school was suspended, Zhuangxue was occupied by Jingzhao's people, it is said that it will be forcibly demolished, the pedant Yan Zhijing argues for it, in order to protect our students, we will all return home, and when the situation is stable, we will return to Zhuangxue." Qiu Ciyuan said.

"I see!" Lu Zhaoyi nodded.

Since its establishment, Xiangyang Zhuangxue has gone through decades of ups and downs, and it has not been disturbed by the troubled times of the world, which is not easy, and it can be said that it has survived through arduous experience.

On the contrary, it was invaded in the peaceful world, and it can be imagined how much hidden danger there is behind it.

Lu Zhaoyi secretly pondered to himself, Nanyang County, Xiangyang County and Nanjun all belong to North Jingzhou, and Xiangyang Zhuang School is located at the junction of the three counties, leaning on the back of Yuxi Mountain, stacked with green mountains, facing Yi water, and the spring is murmuring, which is a natural "cave blessed land".

In the past, the fifth Langya studied here, and now, it is a place of study that is famous and dreamed of thousands of students.

"Do you ever know who dared to forcibly demolish Zhuang Xue?" She asked.

Qiu Ciyuan frowned, thought for a long time, and shook his head, "This, Ciyuan really doesn't know, but Ciyuan heard that the person who came to Xiangyang County to snatch Zhuangtian this time came from Lantian County, Jingzhao County."

Jingzhao, Lantian?

As she thought before, after Shangluo returned to Jingzhao, it was more closely related to Northern Jingzhou, which was really intolerable

If you can eat a piece of fat that you neglect, it will definitely be of great benefit to them!

However, she thought about it carefully, the other party would not be in a hurry to swallow this piece of fat at this time, otherwise, she would not have advanced this matter so slowly.

She still has a chance to dig out the secrets behind it all.

"I see!" Lu Zhaoyi suddenly got up and saluted Mrs. Zhao, "It's time to ask, I've already finished asking, Sister Zhao is a lot of disturbances."

Seeing that she was leaving, Mrs. Zhao hurriedly stayed, "I haven't had lunch yet, so I'm in a hurry to leave?"

Lu Zhaoyi chuckled lightly, and said frankly that he came with Yun Zhi, and he had to discuss some things with Qiu Quzi, so he was not in a hurry to leave.

Hearing this, Mrs. Zhao breathed a sigh of relief, first sent Qiu Ciyuan to the front yard to visit Mr. Yun Zhi, and then instructed the maid to prepare lunch.

Due to the different seats for men and women, the general foreign guests visit, the male and female guests are invited separately, and the female guests come to visit, and the female relatives can set up wine and food in the backyard to entertain.

Lu Zhaoyi and Mrs. Zhao dined together, and the two talked and laughed in the process, not only with similar temperaments, but also with similar tastes.

"I thought that you advisers also loved meat, so I ended up making this table of dishes for nothing."

Mrs. Zhao was facing her, and on her table, many meat dishes had not been touched, but those vegetarian dishes, okra, boiled beans and pickled melon vegetables, were already empty.

"Hey, my family also uses their brains, and they can eat several large plates of beef and mutton every day."

"That's Qiu Zhongcheng's good appetite!" Lu Zhaoyi put down the chopsticks with his left hand, and took out a handkerchief with his right hand to wipe the corners of his mouth.

This scene was seen by Mrs. Zhao and was a little surprised.

"It is rumored that your right hand should be immobile due to a fall from a horse in your early years, but I don't think there is a little obstacle?"

Lu Zhaoyi was slightly stunned, and his heart was vigilant for a while.

After all, this Mrs. Zhao is also a person who has practiced martial arts for many years, and she can really tell at a glance whether she is injured or not.

She couldn't help frowning and asked, "Sister Zhao is so easy to see?"

"That's right! But anyone who has practiced martial arts, or who has been on the battlefield, has seen a lot of injuries, and whether one hand is flexible or seriously injured can be seen at a glance, and there is no fuss." Z.br>

Mrs. Zhao said lightly, but in Lu Zhaoyi's heart, it set off turbulent waves.

She remembered that Xia Pei was a person who had been on the battlefield for a long time, and when she thought that in Zhongzhou, when he forced him to write with his right hand, he may have planted the seeds of doubt in Xia Pei's heart.

I never thought that the emperor, who was kind and gentle on the surface, would be so thoughtful, and she still didn't really understand Xia Pei.

During the banquet, just when she was stunned, Qiu Ciyuan outside returned from the front yard and bowed his hand outside the banquet hall in the back yard.

Hearing the call outside, Lu Zhaoyi turned around.

"Son, why don't you ask Mr. Yunwei about teaching, and then run back?" Mrs. Zhao scolded lightly.

Qiu Ciyuan cleared his throat and stood outside the door to salute again.

"Mrs. Lu, my father instructed Ciyuan to pass the word. He said that he had written a letter to Mrs. Lu, as well as Mr. Five's secret letter, and at this moment Mr. Fifth was in the front yard to talk with my father and Mr. Yun, and asked Mrs. Lu to go to the study to get the letter after lunch, and go back by herself!"

There are at least three ministers with the fifth surname in the court, and only the fifth Langya can deliver the tips to her.

Come to think of it, the fifth fear is also investigating the affairs of Jingzhou and Yongzhou in the north.

But this fifth Langya and Qiu Quzi sat together, these two former old opponents, no matter how they thought about it, they felt that the picture was extremely embarrassing.

"Okay, I got it." She raised her eyebrows and spoke lightly, "Go and tell the fifth Langya and ask me to thank him for his kindness."

Qiu Ciyuan nodded, saluted again, and withdrew.

"Do you know Mr. Fifth?" Mrs. Zhao asked tentatively.

"Sort of." She was vague.

The world only knows that in Hanzhong back then, it was Gou Chenzi who confronted the fifth Langya, not her Lu Zhaoyi. Therefore, people who don't know Gou Chenzi's true identity must be surprised that the two of them actually look alike

Know.

Mrs. Zhao didn't ask much, but said, "In that case, I won't keep you any longer, and I'll take you to the study to get the letter later, right?" I'll send you out of the house again......

Lu Zhaoyi waved his hand and declined, "Don't bother, I'll just leave the house by myself, so as not to delay Sister Zhao's business."

"It's okay, I'm not busy today anyway."

After saying that, Mrs. Zhao got up and took her to the study with her, and took the letterhead and the iconic bag of the fifth Langya.

The two exchanged pleasantries for a few more moments, and then ordered someone to send her out of the house.

When I left Qiu Mansion from the side door, it was still early, and the market was still bustling, with all kinds of shops and a tide of people.

Lu Zhaoyi walked while observing the surrounding environment, and as she walked, she had already arrived at the main entrance, and the shadow guards had been waiting for her for a long time, and just when they met, one of the shadow guards had a slightly gloomy face, arched his hand, and said a word.

"Is it the Shadow Spirit or the Shadow Wind that has returned?"

The shadow guard hesitated a little, "The Qinyu Pavilion guy just came over, saying that it was a letter from the deputy commander of the shadow wind."

She paused slightly, and exhaled lightly, "Let Lin Chang bring the letter back to the house."

As she spoke, she got into the carriage and led the shadow guard back to Yongping first.

On the carriage, Lu Zhaoyi opened Qiu Quzi's letterhead, which described what he had seen and heard during his visit to Xinye, Jianyang, Huyang and other counties in Nanyang County, emphasizing that since August, more and more people have gone south from Wuguan to Jingjing, and even Yunmengze, which spans Xiangyang and Jiangxia counties, has begun to set foot.

As for where these people came from, after searching, they were indeed from Jingzhao County.

In the end, Qiu Quzi also put forward his own ideas, maybe Jingzhao Chang'an, what happened to force the people to move south, and it will definitely not be a trivial matter.

Changan!

Lu Zhaoyi's eyes were slightly cold, and she calmly opened another bag, but she was not in a hurry to show her letter.

She has always wanted to read the letter of the fifth Langya, and she will first think carefully in her heart, arrange and combine all the clues by herself, and only after she has a little clue will she read it to confirm her thoughts.

At this point, she will not back down, nor will she admit that she will lose the fifth Langya, which is half a bargain.

At present, what she knows, the southern Xiongnu outside the state is in an emergency, and the northern Xianbei tribes are attacking in the south, invading the peace of our northern court, and ordering the people of the state to migrate south into the two counties of Fengyi and Beidi in Yongzhou.

Later, it was reported that the grain harvest in Yongzhou was not good, and the grain was greedy for ink, until the land of Jingzhou in the south, and the people of Yongzhou migrated here.

It boils down to the word "food".