It was still dark.
The rain in Sheng'an City turned red.
Fu Dingchen stood on the street wearing a straw raincoat.
After entering the Hanlin Academy, he rented a house to live in. It wasn't very big, but it was fine for him and his pageboy. He also hired a maid.
Not long ago, a group of thugs suddenly appeared not far from his home, wanting to fight the Imperial Guards.
This has nothing to do with Fu Dingchen, so I won't explain further. This huge group is indeed terrifying! Fortunately, the Imperial Guards were prepared, and there were no idle people on the streets. Now, those lying there are dead, while those captured alive or wounded Imperial Guards have been taken for treatment.
Fu Dingchen stood on the street, the wind blowing his straw hat tightly.
Wearing a raincoat, it's not too cold yet. I wonder how splendid the autumn in Sheng'an will be after this rain?
Huang Dian lived not far away and thought he would come over to see the young man, and that's when he saw the newly published "Chang Ge Xing"!
A group of soldiers surrounded him, feeling the surging power!
Huang Dian is getting old, and he's showing off his skills!
In particular, the young man was full of energy, and he composed another poem, "Short Song Ballad"!
Combining the two songs together was perfect and absolutely amazing!
A murder is taking place in the distance!
The soldiers sang as they rushed to the battlefield!
This battle became even more extravagant, filled with the grandeur and magnificence of a prosperous era! It was something no one could overturn!
Huang Dian bowed deeply. The young man was not only a top scholar, but he was like a scholar-general and a young warrior!
A sudden arrow shot over!
Fu Dingchen moved aside, and the arrow pierced through his raincoat, almost sending him flying.
Huang Dian rushed over to help, but the arrow felt like the best gift.
Fu Dingchen felt deeply indebted to the raincoat for saving his life, so he wrote a poem in its honor.
Huang Dian was so angry he almost laughed. Wasn't he there? But it seems the raincoat was the savior.
A group of people escorted the top two scholars to a safe location.
Although the top scholar is so outstanding that he can write poetry, he can rest after he finishes writing it.
The rest is up to the soldiers.
It seems they've pushed some people too far. Actually, they've stockpiled a lot in Sheng'an, and the fighting has gotten quite intense!
Boom! Jing Que's house was almost blown up.
Looking at her family, Liao realized that the Jing family was still safe.
A little while later, the lights were turned on in the room, and Mrs. Liao was busy making things for her grandson.
Although Jing Wei was born into the Chang family, she will definitely return to Beijing in September or October.
She didn't return last year, but with such a joyous occasion at the Crown Prince's Palace this year, she absolutely has to come back.
Moreover, Changhe County is not far from Sheng'an; it only takes a few days to get there by horse-drawn carriage.
Therefore, Mrs. Liao had to prepare all sorts of things for her grandson, while she didn't care about her daughter, because only children are spoiled.
The maidservant smiled and said, "We receive so many things from our house."
Liao said, "The house is too small, there's no place to put it."
It's not that they didn't give away houses; they gave away very large houses, but the Liao family wasn't comfortable living there. This house they bought themselves, the whole family lives in comfortably.
The daughter-in-law whispered, "I heard that they sent ten thousand taels of gold to Madam Yang."
Liao held the needle, stunned for a long while.
Everyone laughed.
Although a lot of gold was given to the Jing family, it was all gone. Fortunately, the Jing family was not disappointed.
The maids and wives in the household are not allowed to accept gifts from just anyone; they are ignored even if someone comes smiling, and they are also ignored if someone comes crying.
The old woman worried, "With this heavy rain, I wonder how the fields are?"
Liao thought for a moment and said, "If things don't go well this year, we'll collect half the rent from the land."
Anyway, the Jing family doesn't have much land, and they don't need it for the time being. It's good if it can make things easier for the people.
If things get even worse, then we won't accept it, but it probably won't come to that, though.
By the afternoon, it was finally getting a little brighter.
Qing'e Palace.
Xie Zhou returned to be with his wife; he now wished he could spend every single moment of the day with his wife and children.
Huan Yue sat comfortably on the throne.
Xie Zhou told Yan Boxuan to step aside, and he would recite poetry for his son.
Yan Boxuan made a face at his second uncle, saying that he would no longer cling to his aunt and would instead take his cousin out to play.
Xie Zhou thought a string of them was fine. Anyway, beating a string of them wouldn't be bad.
Shiro crawled all over the ground. He didn't like walking; crawling on the ground was much more fun for him.
Wouldn't it be great if Hachiro could walk on his own? He's mocking Juro for not being able to walk!
Shiro glanced at him and thought, "Idiot."
Hachiro was about to punch him. Kyuro quickly intervened to break up the fight.
Princess Yongning found it amusing. These three brothers were all shameless, yet they managed to maintain a stable balance.
Since Juro was able to join his two older brothers, Hachiro and Kuro's lives have become even more exciting.
Yan Boxuan realized he wasn't the only one in the center anymore. However, having these three uncles in the same group makes perfect sense. He'll bring along his three younger brothers later.
It was quite interesting to watch the children change.
However, these few are enough to keep you going. Qingxiu gave birth to a daughter, who was taken in and raised by Consort Shen, which is quite good.
Consort Shen had never raised a daughter, but she was preparing for her grandchildren, and this little daughter was not much different from her granddaughter. As for potential problems, with palace maids and wet nurses watching over them, there was no fear that Consort Shen would be too old to take care of them.
She was exercising the rights of a stepmother.
She was the oldest and had raised a son, so she was used to keep the concubine's daughter in check.
As for Qingxiu, she was practically reduced to ashes.
Given what she did, executing her entire family wouldn't be wrong.
Di Baose doesn't need to worry. Listen to the poem His Highness recited—it's a fine poem!
Huan Yue, supporting his belly, was getting excited, even the little ones?
Fang Tang praised: "A masterpiece for all time!"
The Princess of Changqing County laughed and said, "The top scholar's reputation is about to grow even stronger!"
These two poems alone are enough for a lifetime!
However, true talent may not stop there. The future is truly something to look forward to!
The Princess of Changqing said, "Praise the military with literature, and cultivate literature with military prowess!"
Suddenly, I stood at the very top! Yet, it was also a place of freedom and unbridled abandon!
Scholars may dislike him, but they must be able to defeat him, otherwise they're no match for him. Women may not want to marry him, but they will admire him!
How excited was Xie Zhou to see his son?
It was getting cold, and Huan Yue was wearing more clothes. But Xie Zhou could feel his son's excitement just by placing his large hand on him.
Huan Yue blinked: "Have Fu Dingchen write a few more poems?"
Xie Zhou blinked, and his son quieted down. He didn't know if he was tired from playing or if he was tangled in the umbilical cord.
It's amazing how it plays hide-and-seek with the umbilical cord every day.
The eunuch came to report: "Sixty-three large and small buildings were searched inside Sheng'an City, and more than seventy were searched outside the city."
Huan Yue blinked.
Think about how many people are involved? Even if some are from the same family, there are still quite a few.
The eunuch reported: "The amount of silver under their control is over ten million taels, and there are also a large number of properties outside Sheng'an."
Huan Yue said, "Gambling this recklessly?"
The eunuch reported, "Some of those who were hiding may have also been attracted, and some have secretly come to Sheng'an."
Sheng An could sneak in, carrying a large sum of money.
This matter will take several days to finish. Not only is Huan Yue not worried, but Xie Zhou doesn't need to worry about it either.
Part of it was taken over directly by the Ministry of War, while the Ministry of Revenue kept the accounts.
Managing such a small matter should be easy for the King of Wu.
Anyway, the Imperial Guards aren't under his control; they can only be controlled by the Emperor.
The Princess of Changqing asked, "Will you be afraid to come again in the future?"
Huan Yue said, "Some things are destined."
The county magistrate of Changqing nodded. Sheng'an couldn't afford not to come. If they didn't come to Sheng'an, they were destined to remain mere nouveau riche. Wouldn't it be more unrestrained to raid elsewhere?
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