Zhuo Chengxun's singing stopped, Hua Wenqing raised his glass and smiled: "The top scholar sang so well, and the girls playing the piano were fascinated by your singing."&1t;/p>

With a charming smile on his face, Zhuo Chengxun looked at the girl with a zither sound. The sound of the girl was chaotic and the woman's face turned red.&1t;/p>

"Jiang Cixian's "Jiangjinjiu" is bold and unrestrained and free, and is truly worthy of the name of Cixian." Ding Chu murmured with a three-point drunkenness, saying, "This word is very ups and downs, and the words are filled with sadness and anger. Although it is sad but not sad, it can be strong, but it is not consistent with Jiang Cixian's mood. Could it be that Jiang Cixian remembered the sad things of the boy when he wrote this word."&1t;/p>

Both the top scholars, Zhuo Chengxun has been compared with Jiang Anyi. He is from a scholarly family and is obeying the teachings of saints. Zhuo Chengxun's behavior makes people unable to make mistakes, but compared with Jiang Anyi, he lacks the excitement. Zhuo Chengxun, who is humble on the surface, actually has an indescribable disgust towards Jiang Anyi. Jiang's existence is like an irresistible obstacle placed in front of him.&1t;/p>

Hua Wenqing knew Zhuo Chengxun’s thoughts, so he naturally would not mention Jiang Anyi’s unhappy feeling. He raised his glass and touched Zhuo Chengxun, and the two drank together. Hua Wenqing said, “It’s shameful to say that the top three of Zhuo’s first-tier scholars stood up to the disaster area for disaster relief. Hua wished Brother Zhuo Dai Yu to return and be promoted as soon as possible. Brother Zhuo, don’t forget Brother Ding when you are proud in the future.”&1t;/p>

The average age of Zheng Zhuang Lang is about 27 or 28 years old. Zhuo Chengxun is one year younger than Hua Wenqing and is only 25 years old. He has been famous since childhood and is a handsome man. His family has high expectations for him. Therefore, he has never married him, but he intends to wait for him to become the rich son-in-law of the powerful.&1t;/p>

After Zhuo Chengxun's top scorer in high school, many families came to propose marriage. Zhuo Chengxunbing followed his father's order to marry the second daughter of Mao Huacheng, the right chief of the Political Affairs Hall. With such a strong father-in-law, Zhuo Chengxun could serve as a left-hand man. Although his official rank was seventh rank, he was very easy to be promoted. When he returned from disaster relief, he was destined to be promoted.&1t;/p>

Hua Wenqing's foundation is in Huazhou. She thought that she would be transferred to a local area after three years of office, and then become a county magistrate, and then be promoted to governor. The waters in the capital were too deep. Hua Wenqing asked herself that she would not be as comfortable as a foreign office than a six minister and nine ministers. However, there were people in the capital who did a good job in a foreign office, so Hua Wenqing bet on Zhuo Chengxun. In the future, as Zhuo's waters rose, he would be able to have good weather in his foreign office.&1t;/p>

Of course, Hua Wenqing is more optimistic about Jiang Anyi. Whether in terms of holy family or ability, Jiang Anyi is better than Zhuo Chengxun. Hua Wenqing is very proud. The scar-faced man Lu Ziyue is Jiang Anyi's shortcomings, and he can control it at any time. Thinking of Jiang Anyi becoming a puppet in his hands, Hua Wenqing feels comfortable and raises his glass to drink.&1t;/p>

Sending Shi Fanggui away, Cheng Xiquan was in a good mood. Using 20% ​​of shares to buy a strong teammate is not a loss-making deal. Moreover, through Shi Fanggui, he also got a relationship with Huang Shufei in the palace. Looking at the chrysanthemums in the garden, Cheng Xiquan felt that the performance of the housekeeper Cheng Yougui was remarkable, and smiled and said, "You are thanks to you who have been to smooth things over today. You went to the account room to pay 100 taels of silver, and I said that I would reward you."&1t;/p>

Cheng Yougui was silent for a while and advised: "Young Master, Yougui is a servant. Some things should not be said at first, but Yougui is a servant of the Cheng family, and some things must be said. The Duke of the State is addicted to practicing elixirs. In recent years, the young master is the master in the mansion, and his life is getting worse every year. Originally, there were more than one million taels of input every year, and in addition to the cost, there were surplus 300,000 to 400,000 yuan. After practicing elixirs, there was not much left. You have received too much rewards. You have started to eat your old fortune in recent years. Today, you will give 20% of the shares in the silk shop. In this mansion..."&1t;/p>

"Okay, don't say it." Cheng Xiquan roared, and his folding fan in his hand slapped the blooming chrysanthemums in front of him all over the ground. Cheng Yougui didn't dare to make any sound, stood up, and sighed secretly.&1t;/p>

A servant hurried over and reported, "Young Duke, someone from the palace has issued an order, please go and receive the order."&1t;/p>

Cheng Xiquan was ecstatic. Unexpectedly, the will came as soon as the chrysanthemum was sent into the palace. However, it was only one step away from heaven to hell. When the will was read, Cheng Xiquan sat on the ground.&1t;/p>

I don't know how long it took, Cheng Xiquan woke up from a chaotic mood. He saw the bright yellow imperial edict on the table, trembling like a needle. The purpose was not to praise him for offering chrysanthemums, but to scold him for doing whatever he wanted and strictly ordered him to study at home for a year of rest. At that time, he would personally check the reading effect.&1t;/p>

Seeing that the young king woke up, Cheng Yougui breathed out and said, "I'm scared to death."&1t;/p>

Seeing that Cheng Xi was as if dead, Cheng Yougui whispered: "Young Master, although the emperor came to rebuke him, there is no meaning of protection in his words. You might as well use this to study hard, so that the emperor can look at him with admiration in the future and revitalize his family's reputation."&1t;/p>

"Jiang Anyi, it's all because of this Jiang Anyi." Cheng Xiquan murmured: "If it weren't for him, how could I end up in such a mess, losing face and losing money. If it's expensive, go and invite Uncle Yang to me."&1t;/p>

After another persuasion, Cheng Yougui sighed and left. After a while, Yang Yudong came, Cheng Xiquan whispered and said a few words, and Yang Yudong turned around and left.&1t;/p>

The disaster relief team has been leaving the capital for five days. The team is divided into two routes, one by one, heading to Jiang and Qi prefectures, led by Liu Shi, the assistant minister of the Ministry of Works, and the other is to Bingzhou and Qingzhou, which are further away, led by Secretary Duan Cizong.&1t;/p>

Before entering Bingzhou, refugees began to appear along the way, with men carrying loads, the elderly, women and children following, staggering eastward. They were covered in disheveled faces, dressed in slams, faces dull, and expressions filled with despair. On the side of the road, you can see an old man who could not walk, sitting on the ground dying, and from time to time, there were sad crying, and those who heard it were heartbroken.&1t;/p>

This situation made the team Duan Cizong unable to go any further, so he ordered the brigade to stop and provide disaster relief on the spot. With some of the food and silver for the disaster relief, three thousand troops from Zuowei Guard in the middle of the Beijing.&1t;/p>

An old man dressed in a more decent manner was taken to Duan Cizong, who bowed and bowed and said, "Brother-in-law, Gao's name, where are you from? Where are you going?"&1t;/p>

Although the clothes were dirty and messy, the old man looked peaceful and returned the greeting calmly, sighing: "Sir, you are sent by the court to provide disaster relief. It's a bit late."&1t;/p>

Duan Cizong blushed, and heavy rain in the four states began on August 3rd. The court continued to report that it was August 20th. It took nearly ten days to raise food and grass and silver. The disaster relief team was already September 3rd. It was September 8th. No wonder the old man blamed him for coming a little late.&1t;/p>

"My surname is Chen, and I am from Qiuhe County, Bingzhou. I have been a county magistrate for several years. I resigned from my post at home a few years ago. Runshui rose sharply due to heavy rain. The Yafeng Village where I live was flooded by the flood that broke the dike, and I had to go out with my family to escape." Pain flashed in the old man's eyes.&1t;/p>

Duan Cizong said: "Brother Chen, although we are late, the court ordered the local government to open warehouses to provide relief to the victims first? Why do we have to flee to a foreign land?"&1t;/p>

"Qiuhe County is opening warehouses to release grain, but there are too many people who are affected and the storage is limited. The county magistrate has to count the rice and put it into pot. Qiuhe County is not far from Louzhou, and Louzhou is not affected by the disaster. Therefore, we thought of finding a way out in Louzhou and returning home after the situation stabilizes."&1t;/p>

"Didn't the 100,000 stones of food for disaster relief in the court have arrived first?" Duan Cizong asked.&1t;/p>

The old man sighed: "Oh, I heard that the court transported grain to provide disaster relief, but as far as I know, did not receive food from the court in Qiuhe County."&1t;/p>

Duan Cizong's head "buzzed" and 100,000 stones of grain were transported from the Ministry of Revenue. Calculated the date and arrived at the disaster area by the end of August. Why hasn't you seen it yet? Duan Cizong's heart was like cooking oil, hoping to fly to Bingzhou to ask Yun Changmao, the prefect of Bingzhou, to find out what happened, but he couldn't leave it lightly.&1t;/p>

After thinking for a while, Duan Cizong asked someone to call Ma Fengchun. Ma Fengchun, the Sinong Temple Chief, went to the disaster relief team this time, and was cautious in dealing with people and things. Duan Cizong chose him back to the disaster relief queue.&1t;/p>

"Ma Fengchun, I left behind five hundred people and 40,000 stones of grain. You gather the victims along the way and tell them that the court has sent disaster relief envoys. You might as well stay in Qiuhe County, collect the victims of nearby counties, build a simple residence, and wait for my next order."&1t;/p>

Ma Fengchun received the order. Duan Cizong turned his face toward Master Chen and said, "Brother Chen, you are from Qiuhe County. You are highly respected. In the face of great disaster, I'm sorry to cooperate with Ma Fengchun to recruit some people from the refugees to help Ma Fengchun maintain order and release food. In addition, people will make publicity and publicity, so that everyone can go home quickly and not wander around. The court will help you rebuild your home."&1t;/p>

Ma Fengchun and Chen Lao Lao stayed away. After a while, there was a cheer on the road. Duan Cizong was a disaster victim who cheered after hearing the news. The hometown was hard to leave. Since there was a rescue, who would like to leave his hometown.&1t;/p>

The grain and silver for disaster relief were escorted by Zuoweiwei and arrived in Louzhou through the official road. Due to heavy floods, the road was transported by the river. It was planned to release materials along the way. Qiuhe County was right next to it. Why is the grain still not in place? Something must have been wrong.&1t;/p>

Duan Cizong frowned. As a disaster relief envoy, he had to coordinate many matters along the way. He could not leave the brigade. It seemed that he could only send Jiang Anyi to investigate. When he was in the Qing Dynasty for land, Jiang Anyi also broke through the situation, hoping that he could find out the truth this time.&1t;/p>

Jiang Anyi appeared in front of Duan Cizong with dust and spirits, bowed and said, "I have met the master."&1t;/p>

Including Jiang Anyi was a disciple of Duan Cizong, and Duan Cizong liked this young man more and more. Before leaving Beijing, he heard that Jiang Anyi won 3.4 million taels of silver from Changlefang through gambling, which solved the urgent need for disaster relief. Although Duan Cizong was a straightforward and rigorous person, he still drank two drinks behind his back when he heard the news and took ill-gotten wealth for disaster relief. Why bother to be too demanding?&1t;/p>

However, in front of Jiang Anyi, Duan Cizong always had a serious expression and was serious. Jiang Anyi was worried, and he was more cautious than facing Master Yu. Master Yu still had the feeling of being a master of master and being a friend of mine. Master Duan Jiang Anyi dared not show any frivolity.&1t;/p>

Seeing Jiang Anyi looking respectful, Duan Cizong was both angry and funny, and did not make any noise. He told him the news that the food for disaster relief might be missing. The more Jiang Anyi listened, the more serious the face became. The food for disaster relief was related to the lives of many people, and how could it be lost?&1t;/p>

"An Yi, I want you to check along the route of food and see what went wrong." Duan Cizong took out a gold medal from his arms. This was the token given to him by the emperor when he left Beijing, and the words "As I come in person" were engraved on it.&1t;/p>

After taking the gold medal, he suppressed his hand heavily. Duan Cizong Zhuang Yan said: "An Yi, the gold medal is for self-defense, and you should not use it lightly unless you have to. This is a dangerous situation, be careful. On the day of success, Duan will definitely ask for me."&1t;/p>
Chapter completed!