The two of them had not been intimate for long when an order came from the palace, saying that the queen heard that Prince Jing's eye disease had relapsed and summoned him to see a doctor.
It's obviously an excuse. How could she let a patient come to see her?
Sometimes Song Yushu really doubted whether Lu Zhixing was his biological son, but before Lu Zhixing went blind, the queen was very obedient to him and was a loving mother.
It’s just that she changed her face immediately after Lu Zhixing went blind.
After watching Lu Zhixing leave, Song Yushu thought for a while and decided not to go to the Supervisory Office today. He went out for a stroll and did not even visit the shops outside the mansion in person.
"Ask someone to deliver a message to the Supervisory Office, telling them that I need to take a day off today and I won't be going." Song Yushu waved at Liu An. After all, he hadn't had a day off for more than half a month because he had been trying to capture Lu Zhichen's men.
The first stop was still Wenchang Tower. Hu Luyi was so happy to see Song Yushu that she immediately arranged the best seat for him so that he could listen to the musicians' performance and watch the scholars competing in poetry downstairs.
"Brother Song, I heard that you were very busy in the Supervisory Office. How come you are free today?" Hu Luyi grew up day by day and became a big girl. She was no longer the chattering and unstable little girl.
Song Yushu took a sip of tea and said, "I'm exhausted from working every day. I just want to take a day off today. Is there anything going on in the building?"
Although Song Yushu did not visit the shop every day, there were written reports delivered to his house every day, so he was actually aware of the situation.
Hu Luyi shook her head. "There really isn't anything going on in the building. It's just that recently, there have been more and more frustrated scholars. They're getting restless and I'm afraid they're going to do something bad."
In the Dayan Dynasty, the Lin family controlled most of the literati resources. Most of the officials in the court were disciples of Old Master Lin, and some were bought and sold by the prince.
Therefore, if your family has no money and no background, then becoming an official is just a dream.
"The general trend is unstoppable and will inevitably cause a huge uproar. Suppression alone won't do anything about it." Song Yushu sighed softly. "If the higher-ups don't change their ways, there will inevitably be an uprising. All we can do is save the lives of these men of letters."
Hu Luyi sighed, a rare occurrence. "I think so too, but both sides are so powerful. How can we protect them?"
The girl has really grown up. Song Yushu glanced at Hu Luyi inquiringly and said, "You didn't care about their lives so much before. Is there someone you care about?"
Song Yushu was Hu Lvyi's benefactor and someone she admired. Since he asked directly, Hu Lvyi didn't hide anything. Her fair face flushed. "There is a fool like this, from Yongzhou. Although he doesn't have much background, he is talented, but he has a stubborn temper."
"He's involved too?" Song Yushu pondered for a moment. "It's no use trying to persuade them. Just pay attention to where they're going. See which side strikes first, and then immediately ask for help from the other side."
Wenchang Tower has been a place where both forces wanted to intervene since the very beginning. Using someone else's strength to defeat them is Song Yushu's usual practice. Although this practice is unethical, it is very useful.
"Yes." Hu Luyi immediately nodded seriously. If that fool didn't have the protection of his master, I'm afraid not even a bone would be left!
Song Yushu sat in Wenchang Building for a while and was about to leave. She wanted to visit all the shops in Kyoto. It was useless to just look at the documents every day. No matter how well she managed, there would always be various problems with the people under her.
As soon as he arrived at the money shop, Song Yushu met a scholar carrying a book basket who was thrown out by the waiter of the money shop.
"Go, go, go! I've already said that scholars can only buy on credit once. Why are you still trying to dine for free?"
The scholar was thrown onto the street, his backpack spilling out. Frantically trying to collect his belongings, he explained to the waiter in a gentle voice, "I've never bought anything on credit. Can you please check?"
Unexpectedly, the waiter put his hands on his hips and glared at me, not even looking at me. "If I say you can buy it on credit, it means it! Don't try to be so unreasonable! Be careful or I'll break your hands. Then you'll see if you can still write articles."
These words were too harsh. It was obvious that there was something wrong with this waiter. Song Yushu glanced at the maid behind him. The maid nodded, stepped forward and kicked the waiter away, alarming everyone in the bank.
"Hey! Who are you? How dare you make a scene here?"
The shopkeeper heard the noise and rushed over. He saw at a glance that although the clothes were plain, they were obviously not ordinary clothes. He bowed repeatedly and said, "Sir, please calm down. I wonder how this waiter has offended you, young master?"
Song Yu helped the scholar pick up the goodies and asked him to wait on the side. Then he glanced at the shopkeeper and said, "Under the name of Muji, everyone can do things conveniently for learned people. I wonder when this rule was changed?"
The aura around him was not that of an ordinary person. The waiter was about to shout and move forward, but was kicked by the shopkeeper again. He wiped the sweat from his forehead and smiled, "Yes, there is such a rule. This waiter is new and doesn't know the rules."
Since ancient times, being new or temporary has always been the best excuse. Song Yushu only glanced at the shopkeeper coldly and threw him a token. "I don't want to hear any nonsense. Find the person in charge of the bank."
In order to make his work less complicated, Song Yushu assigned a person in charge for each category.
The shopkeeper only took one look at the token in his hand, his legs went weak, and he crawled to find the person in charge.
The scholar standing aside felt a little uncomfortable. He tugged at his backpack and said, "The scholar thanks this gentleman."
"No need to thank me. Scholars should be the pillars of the country. This is what we should do." Song Yushu has not been a good scholar for two lifetimes. Seeing Dayan Chao's behavior, she really wants to give scholars a way out.
The scholar shook his head and laughed at himself, "In today's world, it's hard for a scholar to survive, how can I dare to talk about being a pillar of the country?"
"This kind of day won't last long, so the country still needs you." Song Yushu smiled with a confident smile on his face, which inspired the scholar.
The scholar was stunned for a moment, then smiled. "Yes, it will pass. It would be great if Dayan Dynasty had more people like you."
Before Song Yushu could answer, the shopkeeper came back happily and respectfully invited Song Yushu in.
"Sir, let's talk upstairs."
After Song Yushu left with the shopkeeper, the scholar shook the basket on his back and held the purse filled with small change handed to him by the waiter. He signed the note for the credit, took a deep breath, and embarked on his journey of studying.
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