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After the gossip, Wen Le asked, "Why is Yu Academy in such a decline now?"

Mrs. Yuchi was not angry either, she seemed to be watching a junior ask an unimportant question, and said with a smile: "Because I am too old, have outdated thinking, and have a great reputation, but I have no foundation to support it."

Needless to say, the Jade Academy has been passed down for hundreds of years.

But now the generation is stable, and there are no major wars.One can become an official after passing the imperial examination. Not many people are willing to go to the Yu Academy to read those obscure ancient books, and they are not willing to listen to the lectures of an old master who is seven or eighty years old and whose beard is longer than his hair.

Sun Yu'er thought for a while and said, "It's normal to change the old and bring forth the new, and Yu Academy should also change."

Mrs. Yuchi nodded, and said: "When the master was alive, he had already changed a lot of the fixed rules of the academy. This year, he plans to recruit some students for a try. Who would have imagined..."

Sun Yu'er sighed, resting her cheeks and said, "Actually, there is no reason to publicize it now."

Wen Le looked at Sun Yu'er and said, "Didn't your father hold poetry meetings every three days, or should we hold one in Yu Academy?"

Mrs. Yuchi saw the two juniors wanting to contribute, she looked at them discussing lovingly, and said: "But Yu Academy has no famous students now, and even the collection of books, many people are thinking about it."

"Famous?" Wen Le turned to look at Sun Yu'er, and said, "Isn't there one here?"

Mrs. Yuchi knew about Sun Shangshu's family's precious lump, but she didn't know the name of the other party, so she glanced hesitantly.

Wen Le opened the scroll held by the young man beside him, handed it to Mrs. Yuchi, and said, ""Golden Forest Moon", was made on the day of Mid-Autumn Festival."

Although the name is called the moon, the theme of the painting is not the moon.It is a moonlight cup, the wine in the cup is rippling, and the reflected moon becomes finely divided.A single wine glass perfectly sets off the loneliness of this person drinking alone.

Mrs. Yuchi looked at the painting, nodding and laughing for a while, and it took a while to finish admiring it. Looking at the imprint of the painting, the word "Yu Yang" stood out.

"It's really... A hero is a boy."

But to open a poetry club requires money in addition to people.

With the current income of Yu Academy, not to mention poetry, it is difficult to spend daily.

Madam Yuchi frowned again.

Wen Le patted his chest and said, "Mrs. Yuchi, don't worry about the money, let me handle it, just be a junior and thank you for the blessing of longevity lock."

Mrs. Yuchi seemed to be thinking about it, Wen Le twisted the silver chain around her neck, took out the jade wrench hanging from it, and smiled innocently.

The Fu family is said to be as rich as a country.

Bitter cold in winter, even worse on the mountain.

The birds all flew to the south to escape the cold, and there was silence, except for the whistling of the wind in the valley.

At the foot of Cishan Mountain are farmers who have grown food for generations.The floods washed away the houses and fields, and everyone was in danger and could not survive.

Zhang Lie came to Licheng at this time, and before taking office, he took his official uniform and went straight to the edge of the Nu River that broke the river embankment.

The people were in dire straits, the water level dropped temporarily, and the whole village was full of cries.

A child without a parent still doesn't know how to cry, sitting on the ground, hugging a relative whose body is swollen by the water, holding a handful of straw in his hand, stuffing it into his mouth so hungry that the straw is cut Throat, coughed up saliva was bloodshot.

Zhang Lie quickly gritted his teeth, picked up the little baby, his blood rushed to his head for some reason, he gave all the money used to take care of human affairs when he was a newcomer, and gave Cong Taoguang all the money, urging him to set up porridge sheds and refugee houses .

The imperial court has not had any wars in recent years, and when Emperor Wen came to power again, the Ministry of Household Affairs has spent a lot of effort to please Jinshang, and the treasury is empty.

What was sent to Licheng was not money, but food.

On the contrary, Zhang Lie was very happy to see this scene. If it was really money, it would have already been in other people's pockets.

After rushing to the city gate early in the morning to pick up the official who brought food, Zhang Lie couldn't hide his smile, bowed to the man, and then walked back to the carriage.

It's not that the little bastard born out of the concubine has never seen that daily necessities are expensive.

Zhang Lie touched the food with his hand, and the smile on the corner of his mouth froze.

Cong Taoguang didn't dare to speak, seeing his county magistrate's expression was terribly gloomy at that moment, and then turned into a smile, and took the grain to the warehouse.

The people in the city put on lanterns and festoons, Licheng was desolate by the floods for several months, and finally, within a day of the arrival of the food, a lot of excitement burst out.

Entering the warehouse, Zhang Lie looked unclear, and in front of Cong Taoguang, he took a dagger and directly inserted it into the grain bag.

What fell out of the sack was not grain, but hay for the horses.

Cong Taoguang's eyes widened, and he called out in a trembling voice: "...My lord?!"

Zhang Lie pursed his lips tightly and said: "No wonder I was asked to go to the gate of the city to pick up the food in person. They saw that I didn't dare to expose it directly. The people in Licheng have been in dire straits for the past few months, and they have already reached their limit. If they know this The food sent is not food, I'm afraid there are not a few people who fall into bandits now."

"My lord, do you need me to find the food delivery..."

Zhang Lie waved his hand and covered his head with his hand, frowning tightly, as if he had a severe headache.

It's useless to find someone to do things for others.

Zhang Lie and Tang Hao originally worked independently, and there was no conflict of interest.Unexpectedly, with his kung fu of pretending to be a pig and eating a tiger, the other party would directly greedy the food.

Money is not enough, do you need the lives of the people?

Zhang Lie opened his eyes, which were bloodshot.

Zhang Lie was born to belong to the officialdom, he laughed and flirted with Tang Haoxu during the day, and he went home at night to check it out.It's a pity that after strategizing this year, the bastards in the county government were finally sold out.

It took Zhang Lie a lot of effort to escape, and his arm was injured.He was originally a literati, but he was raised in a farmer's house for a while.

"Father-in-law, I've taken the medicine." The little boy with his hair combed into the sky came in from outside, holding a bowl of dark medicine.

The room was full of the smell of drugs, Zhang Lie sat up from the bed, his lips were chapped, his hair was messy, he was not as decadent as he is today when he came out of Jinlin.

Xiaowa was the child Zhang Lie rescued in the village back then. Zhang Lie gave him a nickname Wuyu, which meant no worries.Wuyu also fits the name, smiling all day long, and serving Zhang Lie for a year, well-behaved and sensible, no one doesn't love him.

After drinking the medicine, Zhang Lie leaned against the bed, coughed twice, took the maltose that Wu Yu handed over, stuffed it into his mouth, and asked, "Has Cong Taoguang come back?"

Wuyu nodded while holding the medicine bowl, and said, "I came back at the third watch, what orders does foster father have?"

"Call him here."

After a while, Cong Taoguang entered the room, sneezing from the smell of medicine.

"How was yesterday?"

"Returning to my lord, I saw my lord Jijiu yesterday."

Zhang Lie frowned slightly, and said, "What did he say?"

Cong Taoguang thought for a while, and said: "'You let him do whatever he wants, and I will take care of it if something happens'—that's what Master Jijiu said."

Zhang Lie made Cong Taoguang's lifelike tone amused him, laughed for a while and then coughed, supported the bed to rest for a while, and said: "With the truth, we don't have to play this kind of hide-and-seek game with Tang Hao .”

"grown ups?"

"Come on, bring me the official uniform."

"Yes."

The sunset glow is very beautiful, but not many people will appreciate it.

Tang Hao leaned in Meiji's arms, ate the pastry handed over by the other party, touched the soft and boneless hand of the other party, put it on the tip of his nose and smelled the flower fragrance of Nakodan.

"Big, big man!"

The sound of falling down was very loud, which frightened the drowsy Tang Hao, pushed Meiji away, pointed at the boy's nose and cursed: "Go into the house without anyone passing on, you want to tell me?" God borrowed courage! Come, someone, drag me out and stick me to death!"

The little servant was so frightened that he couldn't stand still, he knelt down and knelt down beside Tang Hao, and said, "My lord! My little one has something important to report!"

Tang Hao didn't bother to pay attention to him, and kicked him on the chest, kicking him more than three meters away.

The little servant was dragged out and shouted: "My lord! My lord! I really have something important to report! I saw Zhang Lie, the county magistrate!"

"Wait a moment."

The little servant felt the pressure on him loosen, and quickly knelt closer to Tang Hao, saying: "Today, I saw the county magistrate Zhang swaggering in from the city gate, walking all the way to buy food, and talking to the street. The common people spoke, and then went directly to the county government."

Tang Hao's eyes widened, as if he was thinking that Zhang Lie was going to die, right?

I've spent a long time thinking about tearing him alive. What's the point of running back instead of going to the capital to hide with his fourth-rank father?

Tang Hao pushed Mei Ji away, stroked the beard on his chin and said, "Then what are you waiting for, hurry up and clean him up, so that I won't worry about this matter all day long."

The staff at the side said: "Your Excellency, you can't. Zhang Lie came back in front of the people of Licheng, and taking someone's life swaggeringly is easy to offend people."

"Co-authoring in this territory, he can't cure him with a bed bug?"

The staff waved his hands and said: "Not during the day, but not necessarily at night. It is said that Wuhen has a nature of stealing. If he steals from Zhang County Magistrate and is accidentally discovered by Zhang County Magistrate, he will do nothing. It is also possible to kill people and silence them."

Tang Hao rolled his eyes, amused by what he heard, pulled that beautiful girl back, rubbed her white jade-like chest, and said with a smile, "Why are you still standing there?"

The boy who delivered the news hurriedly kowtowed and went out, and the teasing laughter in the room could be heard from far away. He walked on the long corridor, let the wind blow through him, only then realized that his back was drenched in cold sweat up.

On the beautifully built attic, a man in black was holding a grass root in his mouth. Looking at the back of the servant, he shook his feet and fell backwards.

The thin figure disappeared in the mist of the tall building, and the fragile tiles made no sound under the man's feet.

He is like a cat.

The author says:

Fu Xiaoyu: Thank you for the invitation. I just arrived in Licheng, but my money was spent, and I feel very complicated.