The Young Master Is Fierce Chapter 394: It’s the Mid-Autumn Festival again

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It also rains in Jinling.

It’s just that the rain is gentler.

The water drops under the eaves of Taoranting in the Fu Mansion gradually formed a rain curtain. Yu Wenyun and Yan Xiaolou sat in the pavilion, looking at the vast Xuanwu Lake outside the rain curtain.

"Sister Shulan has been to Xishan for half a month now, and I don’t know how she is doing there. I asked Sister Jun, I, I also want to visit Xishan."

Yu Wenyun sighed, "I want to go too, but..."

Yan Xiaolou bit her lip and felt hard, "Sister, the business in Shangjing is all normal. I have no intention of staying here. Why don't we leave tomorrow?"

"But what if he goes back to Jinling directly?"

Yan Xiaolou thought about it carefully and said: "Since Wu Ling'er has ascended the throne as emperor, my husband will definitely not return to Guanyun City because he does not want to be the emperor. And he is the son of Emperor Wen. It has become a fact, so I think he will hide incognito for a while and wait until Wu Ling'er secures his position before he comes out, otherwise it will lead to instability in the Wu Dynasty."

"Since he wants to remain anonymous, he must not come to Jinling. There are too many people in Jinling who know him. The news will soon spread to the Wu Dynasty, which is not what he wants."

Yan Xiaolou's eyes sparkled, "So if my husband comes back, he will definitely go to Xishan quietly, and he won't even go to Linjiang!"

Yu Wenyun was startled, it seemed to make sense, this little girl has a pretty good head.

"Okay, let's leave tomorrow!"

……

August 15th in the ninth year of Xuan Li.

It’s the Mid-Autumn Festival again.

There is no news from Fu Xiaoguan, but the Mid-Autumn Festival still has to be celebrated.

The Lanting Collection in Weiyang Lake will still hold a Mid-Autumn Poetry Festival tonight, but one of the five great scholars from last year is missing this year - Qin Bingzhong. Mr. Qin actually went to Linjiang again, but not to Linjiang. Academy, but went to Xishan Academy.

No one had ever heard of the name of this academy, and then they learned that it was Fu Xiaoguan who founded it in Xishan.

Now that the news of Fu Xiaoguan's untimely death has spread throughout Jinling, Mr. Qin actually gave up his great deed of continuing to contribute to the Holy Science for Fu Xiaoguan's last wish, which really impressed many people.

So following him to Xishan Academy were six retired teachers from Jixia Academy.

Shangguan Wenxiu arrived at Lantingji early. He stood under the thousand-stele stone and quietly watched the song "Shui Tiao Ge Tou".

If there is no Fu Xiaoguan in the world, who can sing with water!

Perhaps in memory of Fu Xiaoguan's talent, more people came to Lanting Gathering this year than before.

Of course, the vast majority are students from the academy, led by Qin Wenzhe and others from the Lanting Poetry Society. They also stood quietly under the thousand-stone stones, looking at the poems and articles left by Fu Xiaoguan on them.

"I've decided, I'm going to Xishan."

Qin Wenzhe turned around and faced the group of students: "Now that His Majesty is implementing the policy of mentoring, I will also go to Xishan Academy to teach and teach those children the economic principles that the teacher taught me. Although I only have a superficial understanding of those principles, but as my teacher said, this is an idea, like a spark, it can start a prairie fire!"

Chen Shu stood up and said, "I'll go too. There's no way to teach the study of objects in this academy. Maybe the Xishan Research Institute can give me some inspiration."

"I'll go too!" Shangguan Miao said with a serious face: "I heard that my mentor has a team training in Xishan. I'm going to help my mentor train this team!"

Qin Wenzhe's words attracted responses from dozens of students. They were all teenagers who had followed Fu Xiaoguan to participate in the cultural fair. Many of them would participate in next year's autumn festival, but they gave up. It is the unclear ideal in my heart.

And their move caused a huge stir in Jixia Academy. Many students began to think about His Majesty's new policies and what more meaningful things they could do besides joining the court and serving as officials.

The spark that Fu Xiaoguan ignited in the hearts of a hundred students spread like this, but at this time, the spark was still sparse, and there was no hope of starting a prairie fire.

The Golden Crow falls in the west and the Jade Rabbit rises in the east. This is a time for thousands of families to reunite.

The Linjiang Fu Mansion is also having a reunion at the moment, but the atmosphere of the reunion is very strange.

Master Fu didn’t come back for several months, not even a letter! And he also took away almost all the cash in the house!

The five concubines he took in last year are now pregnant and about to give birth.

But their men are missing!

Their man's son is also dead!

Is this Fu family... going to collapse?

So on this Mid-Autumn Festival night, Mrs. Qi, as the second lady, summoned five other ladies to discuss what to do in the future.

Fu Xiaoguan is dead. He once thought that his daughter Fu Xiaoxi could live a princess-like life, but now it seems that it has become a joke.

"Sisters, although we are all on good terms on weekdays, in fact, no one wants to see anyone else in private. Since I entered this door earlier than you, I want to express my true feelings to you sisters today."

Mrs. Qi glanced at the five pregnant women and said, "It has been half a year since the master left. There has been no news in the past six months, and the money in this house was originally controlled by the master, and neither you nor I have the right. Handled. But what I want to tell you now is that the cash in the house can only last more than a month."

When Mrs. Wufang heard this, she was startled, looked at each other, and asked: "Where is the money?"

Mr. Qi chuckled, "I only found out at the end of last month that the master took away 1.6 million taels of cash!"

"Hiss...!"

The fifth wife took a breath of cold air, and the third wife asked: "Is it possible that the master went to Pingling Quyi County to invest in building a workshop?"

"What kind of workshop should I build? The direction I'm going to is the Wu Dynasty!"

Mrs. Wu Fang frowned immediately. The whole world may now know that Fu Xiaoguan is the son of Emperor Wen.

Fu Xiaoguan is the master's favorite, and all the six women in this room know it.

Then the master ran away to the Wu Dynasty with 1.6 million taels of silver notes... The silver must have been given to Fu Xiaoguan - they didn't understand. Fu Xiaoguan was not the master's biological son, but Xu Yunqing was given to the master. Wearing a green hat, why did the master go to the Wu Dynasty with such a large sum of money?

After being silent for a cup of tea, Siniang patted her chest and said, "Fortunately, the fields and properties at home are still there. With these incomes, my life will not be affected."

Ms. Qi looked at the fourth lady with a hint of ridicule on her face, "You are raising a baby in this house. I'm afraid you don't know that Fu Xiaoguan's fiancée Dong Shulan has already arrived in Xishan!"

"Fu Xiaoguan is dead, what is she doing in Xishan?"

"I heard that she went to all the workshops in Xishan and met with all the tenants. She even went to Yao County a few days ago. Now the account books of all the properties in Xishan are in Dong Shulan's hands. What do you think? , what is she doing in Xishan?"