Standing on the Earth

Xin Yi was stunned.

Fu Jiuqu's cheeks were tense and his dark eyes looked at her.

It seems to be exploring, but also to think.

Xin Yi: "What did Jingli say?"

Fu Jiuqu: "The eleventh one is right."

His voice was low and his tone was heavy, "In May, the capital was flooded, the river channel broke, the water level rose, the doors and doors broke, and tens of thousands of public and private houses were destroyed. People in the city could not pass without rafts, and countless people and animals were killed and injured...

…”

Xin Yi frowned slightly, and was sad and a little grateful.

"Are you okay with your mother and your master?"

Fu Jiuqu shook his head and then said, "Si Tianjian said that this is a warning from heaven, and the disasters are all caused by disobeying the heavens. From the beginning of the year to May, the celestial phenomena change and the words continue. All of this is because the crown prince has not yet decided, and the ancestral temple

The uneasiness caused. The ministers asked the officials to pay attention to the ancestral temple and establish the imperial heirs."

"Let's speak loudly!"

There was constant laughter and joy in the hall, staring at the boy with a long eyes.

He hooked his little hand and shook it hard.

Xin Yi gasped, "You mean...what happened to them?"

The flames spit out the warm orange light in the breeze, which is very beautiful.

Fu Jiuqu only came back at dusk. Xin Yi had just sent off the guests who were going to the banquet. Seeing that there was no emotion on his face, he avoided his servants and pulled him into the room.

However, the young man was not anxious and looked at the pen, ink, paper, ink, ink, book, fan, coins, jewelry, food, flowers, fruits, etc. with his big dark eyes, and finally crawled.

In the past, I grabbed the most inconspicuous abacus in the corner.

Fu Jiuqu turned around: "I woke you up?"

There seemed to be a sound of a singer from afar in the night sky, singing a sad tune.

Xingyuan saw her solemn expression and nodded.

Xianyu's head was shiny, with only a squeegee on his head, and he was wearing a brand new boy's suit, sitting on a cool mat to catch Zhou.

"It will be fine. You should quickly write to your adoptive father and ask him to be careful. Also, look at the official family, can you send a message in advance? We can't wait for the situation to develop, we have to have some countermeasures.

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Fu Jiuqu looked at the mother and son in love and smiled, "If you have a mother, you will have a son."

The first year ceremony was organized by Xiangling. It is simple and lively. There are not many people invited, but all kinds of etiquettes are complete.

The eldest princess's mansion, Di's mansion, the founding marquis' mansion, and Xinyi Pharmacy were not missed.

Fu Jiuqu held her hand and asked her to sit down beside her, holding her shoulder from behind. Xin Yi approached gently, and her black hair was pressed against him as softly, making her extremely cute and silly.

Fu Jiuqu nodded and held her tightly.

Xingyuan: "My maid understands."

Xin Yi was so scared that his soul was almost flying.

"The establishment of a crown prince is the biggest dispute in the court. The two governments frequently wrote letters, and the censors forced each other to die. The other end of the official family was in a panic, and they encountered natural disasters again. Alas, the catastrophe of the people..."

"Ah!?" Xin Yi was a little disbelief.

"Why don't you sleep?"

In a blink of an eye, I am one year old.

Xin Yi burst into laughter, "You are still good at getting a bargain. You are so frugal and a son who loves money like his life, just have fun secretly."

Yangzhou is close to the canal and has developed waterways, but it is not immune to disaster. The villages and towns outside the city are low-lying families, and countless people are affected by the disaster. They are everywhere asking for money, food and assistance. The government is busy with disaster relief and evacuation and relocation of the people and comforting the victims.

"You guys are arresting you."

The person who came was Liang Yi. He looked at the excitement in the room and didn't say much.

But even so, she was still uneasy when she learned that the flood had really come and she had to know the recent situation in Beijing.

Fu Jiuqu glanced at her with a calm face, "We were deceived by them."

Fu Jiuqu has been busy with floods these days, and it is normal to be called away by others. But Xin Yi looked at the figure who was getting farther and farther away, and his wrists were inexplicably weak when he hugged the child.

"Today, there are a few vendors who have returned from Beijing who are talking nonsense in the restaurant... I went to verify the situation."

Xin Yi hummed: "That's weird. You're not honest."

“The villa was flooded.”

Fu Jiuqu rubbed his forehead and said softly:

It is normal to be afraid that your family will worry, not reporting good news or bad news.

Xin Yi was anxious: "Then why didn't they go?"

He went out in the heavy rain in the morning and never came back.

There was another burst of joy in the room.

Xin Yi picked up the cotton woven cloak that Fu Jiuqu had put on Yi Zi, put it on his shoulders, and gently kneaded it twice.

Xin Yi couldn't fall asleep anymore, "Brother Jiu..."

Outside the window, the sycamore trees penetrate the dark night and sway in the wind...

"Send it back to Bianjing quickly."

On the day of the first year of the year, Xin Yi's eyelids twitched violently when he woke up early in the morning. However, the prefectural officials were all happy to envy the first year of the fish, and she didn't want to destroy the atmosphere.

It would be weird enough to disturb Liang Yi in the wine shop. How could it alarm Fu Jiuqu?

The uneasiness in Xin Yi's heart emerged again.

After writing the letter, she handed it to Xingyuan.

"Yes." Fu Jiuqu did not deny it.

The rain did not stop until dawn, and Fu Jiuqu left before dawn. It turned out that the disaster was not only the capital, but also the rivers broke dams and destroyed them in all directions, floods flooded, and the world was plagued.

The long-lost act of coquettishness was so numb and swaying. Fu Jiuqu smiled slightly, helped her sit down, and stood up to light the glass lamp beside the Arhat chair.

She wouldn't ask too much in the past. Fu Jiuqu looked at her carefully and sat down steadily on the chair, his voice slow.

She had a bad feeling.

Fu Jiuqu's eyelashes trembled slightly, and his black eyes were like a cold moon.

"Do you have any worries?" Xin Yi looked up at him and asked again: "I'm thinking about the family in Beijing? Are you worried about them?"

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At the third day of the day, the clapper sounded, as if it came from a distant dream.

Fu Jiuqu: "This flood is fiercer than in previous years. Di Mansion was seriously affected. His mentor... still did not listen to the advice and moved his family to Daxiangguo Temple to avoid water..."

The heavy rain fell until noon, and Xinyi looked at the water in the courtyard uneasy, and used lunch without any taste to coax Xianyu to sleep, so he asked Xingyuan to prepare the four treasures of the study, and went to Beijing to send a few letters.

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"Reminder." Fu Jiuqu frowned very tightly, "I specially asked Wei Mao to bring the key to Senior Brother Ji Wu, handed him a villa next to Daxiangguo Temple, and prepared food in the villa.

Clothing…”

"Is something wrong with Jingli?"

“…”

"What happened? What did Liang Yi say to you?"

"The embankment near the river in the villa was destroyed by the flood, crushing the walls. The flood flood poured into the courtyard, and it was muddy and could no longer live."

The air suddenly became quiet.

"Didn't you receive the letter that day? Are they all okay?"

"Abacus is good and the abacus is good. Wealth is abundant!"

Even the Daxiangguo Temple was not flooded, why was the villa flooded?

It was a sunny day today, and the sun shone after the flood and the temperature was extremely high.

When Xin Yi saw everyone happy, he couldn't help laughing, and was ashamed of the fish's little face, "How can he be careful? I think he is just a master who loves money like life."

She had long expected this flood, but the letter was tactful and said that it was a dream that the immortals asked for. She was afraid that they would not take it seriously, so she sent out repeated reminders every few days.

"Didn't you remind him?"

Xin Yi raised his eyebrows, "If you don't pull out the heaven, earth, gods, and ghosts, they can't speak anymore, right?"

Fu Jiuqu exchanged glances with him, nodded at Xin Yi, and went out silently.
To be continued...