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The warm autumn breeze gently blew in through the window. Yunzhu sat at the desk by the window, carefully finishing a piece of writing with a brush. She had just changed her clothes and was now wearing a loose goose-yellow dress. Although her gaze was focused, her slightly flushed cheeks still revealed a hint of warmth. In fact, she had just finished bathing, with a few strands of damp hair, and her body still exuded a fresh fragrance. Taking advantage of the brief moment before Ning Yi came out of the bathroom, she completed the work he had asked her to do not long ago.

Soon after, the man came over and wrapped his arms around her neck from behind. The familiar scent made her tilt her head slightly and rub against his cheek. She said, "Don't mess with me. Qian Lao's article is finished. I'll revise it."

"Okay." Ning Yi looked down at her as she wrote the last few lines.

"But I'm a woman after all. Although I want to write it in a heroic way, I'm afraid there will still be some deviations in what I write. Can it really be used?"

"I'm reading it too, but... well, it's great..."

Recently, the storytelling business of Zhuji has gradually developed with the coming and going of carriages, and there are many things that can be spread. Ning Yi is already preparing. Among them, the death of Qian Xiwen in Hangzhou, for Ning Yi, is not only about Qian Xiwen, but also Qian Haiting, Qian Weiliang, Qian Weiqi, and others whose names he mentioned when he last visited Qian Xiwen, all have to have their names left behind.

In addition to the stories of people like Qian Xiwen, Ning Yi is also preparing a list of martial arts masters, anecdotes, and so on. Of course, he has been in the Wu Dynasty for three years, and although he can now write in classical Chinese, his literary talent is still limited by the thinking habits of modern people. Therefore, he handed the former to Yunzhu for help. He can do the master list himself, but the anecdotes have to be dictated to others for polishing. In front of outsiders, he naturally puts on a busy look, as if he has no time at all.

At this time, he read the article written by Yunzhu and couldn't help but praise it - in fact, this is not flattery. Although Yunzhu admits that she is a woman, she is inherently intelligent and has great achievements in writing. It is much better than some sour and rotten literati's **** and bizarre novels on the market. Yunzhu was praised by him and couldn't help but be happy: "Really? Don't coax me."

"Of course." Ning Yi was still looking at the article written on the paper, "You were a talented woman before. Why would I lie to you? I don't think I need to change it when I publish a book in the future... Well, even if Old Qian knew, he wouldn't return it to you."

These articles prepared for the storytellers are temporarily only circulated internally. Each storyteller has his own understanding and has to see how they use it. However, when there are more, they can naturally be published. Yunzhu turned sideways and took Ning Yi's arm: "Qian Gong is a respectable person..."

She didn't say anything after that. Ning Yi just smiled slightly and put away the paper with the story written on it. After a while, Yunzhu said, "Liheng, how is the disaster relief you've been busy with recently going?"

"It's about to start. Oh, right, Guo Yaoshi has won another victory..." Ning Yi said with a smile to Yunzhu about the recent victories in the north. Yunzhu blinked her eyes and became even happier. Her mood actually follows Ning Yi's. If Ning Yi is happy, she will naturally be happy. If Ning Yi is worried, she will inevitably worry a little, but as for patriotism, everyone mostly has similar feelings.

"In that case, wouldn't the Jurchens no longer look down on us?"

"It's hard to say, it will take time, but it's a good start." Ning Yi hugged her and let her sit on his lap, thinking of one thing, "Ah, Li Pin's position has also been decided. We can invite him to dinner tomorrow."

"Young Master Li... has become a high official?"

"Heh, yeah, a high official." Ning Yi smiled, "Speaking of which, you and Jin'er knew him when you were in Jiangning. Now he's in the capital, and everyone can be considered old acquaintances. Do you want to see him?"

"No, although we knew each other at the beginning, it was only because he was a great talent, not a friend. Why should I see him? However, Liheng, you have to be careful. These scholars are seeking fame and fortune all their lives. There are too many things like abandoning their wives and changing friends for wealth and status..."

Yunzhu put her arms around his shoulders and curled up her legs in Ning Yi's arms. Her delicate feet were tucked under her skirt. Ning Yi hugged her and laughed. She is tall and well-proportioned, so this posture does not look like a child. From a distance, it is just a warm and simple scene of a man and a woman embracing each other affectionately. The setting sun shines in through the branches under the eaves and through the window. The two chatted warmly and simply for a long time. When the lamps began to be lit, Jin'er came back from outside. Ning Yi talked to her for a while and fooled around for a while before leaving this small courtyard.

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That night, in the Grand Commandant's Mansion, Gao Mu'en's noisy voice came from Gao Qiu's study.

"...Dad! Even A Hua, the doorkeeper's dog from Xiangxiu's family next door, knows that a good man has ambitions in all directions! Tell me, how can a small Bianliang city allow me to show my talents! Moreover, it's all those people who spread rumors outside, saying that I, your son, rely on your power to do everything! Where do I! I rely on your teachings, Dad, but they all slander me like this, and I feel so wronged!"

The lamplight flickered. Gao Qiu, who was sitting at the desk handling official business, frowned. Then he picked up his brush and continued to write and work. On the floor in front of the room, Gao Mu'en was kneeling there, crying and pounding the ground in a grotesque manner. After a while, seeing that his father did not respond, he moved his knees past half of the study and hugged his adopted father's leg.

"Dad! You judge me! I also know that I have done some things wrong before! A Hua, the doorkeeper's dog from Xiangxiu's family next door, also said that the capital is such a small place, with so few people living here, sometimes... it is inevitable that there will be some friction and a little misunderstanding. I have already reflected on it! I am a man, and now I want to go out and do something to get back some justice..."

Just as he was saying this, Gao Qiu reached out and pressed his hand, pushing him to the ground. His eyes had already looked over: "Get back justice!? Who do you want to get it from? Could it be that you still want to go to Jiangning to find that little princess!?"

"No, no! I just want to go out and do something to let others know my ability! Dad, I think Lu Qian's disappearance is very strange. He is such a big man, and his martial arts are so high, how could he just disappear like that! Moreover, he is from our Grand Commandant's Mansion, and if he just disappears like that, our Grand Commandant's Mansion will lose face. I just want to go out and get your face back, Dad. I think... Zhou Tong must know the inside story. I heard that he has recently appeared in Jizhou area in the north, ah..."

"You want to find Zhou Tong!" Before he could finish speaking, Gao Qiu had already waved his brush and smashed it on his face. The ink stained his forehead black. The brush fell on the ground. Gao Mu'en quickly picked it up and put it back on the desk for Gao Qiu.

"Dad, it's not... necessarily, necessarily to find Zhou Tong. Dad, you said not to find him, then I won't find him..."

Gao Qiu leaned back in his chair and looked at his adopted son seriously. To be honest, although he was not his own son, he had always been very fond of this adopted son, as he had no children of his own. Now that he was making a fuss here, Gao Qiu understood why. He was not doing it for the face of the Grand Commandant's Mansion, but because recently, the capital had not been much fun for this playboy. As for Lu Qian's death, let alone whether he wanted to investigate it, even if he really wanted to, with his ability to do more harm than good, he could not accomplish anything big.

"You can't go find Zhou Tong." Gao Qiu stood up, thinking for a moment, "Since you want to go out and take a walk, that's fine. Investigating Lu Qian's matter means going to Shandong Road. Well, I have a letter to send to Liang Zhongshu of Daming Prefecture recently. He is the son-in-law of Grand Tutor Cai, do you know?"

Gao Qiu's fingers tapped on the table: "Recently, there has been a famine in the north, and the price of rice and grain has been raised very high. Grand Tutor Cai's side has also participated in this matter. I was going to send Master Chen over there anyway. This time, let Master Chen accompany you to take a walk. You first go to find this Uncle Liang, give him the letter, and stay there for a while. If you accomplish something and come back, it will be considered as picking up your face. What do you think?"

Gao Mu'en looked at him while kneeling there, and then suddenly pounced on him, hugged Gao Qiu's legs, and howled, "There is only... Dad who is good in the world..."

Gao Qiu patted his head: "But there are two things you have to remember... First, Daming Prefecture is still relatively prosperous and peaceful, but to the northwest, there is a famine now, and to the south, it has always been uneasy. You can't go out. I will let Master Chen and the servants who go with you this time watch you. In the vicinity of Daming Prefecture, with your Uncle Liang taking care of you, you can do whatever you want, but you are not allowed to run around! Second, you can investigate Lu Qian's matter, but you are only allowed to send people to investigate, or let your Uncle Liang investigate for you, and no matter what you find..."

He lowered his head and whispered in Gao Mu'en's ear: "...If you don't want to die, don't go find Zhou Tong. Even if you see him, you have to avoid him. Do you understand?"

Gao Mu'en listened to these words and nodded desperately, followed by a lot of nauseating promises and guarantees. Gao Qiu listened for a while and sat down: "Get out."

Gao Mu'en rolled out of the room. He rolled to the door, got up, closed the door, and ran away happily. In the room, Gao Qiu smiled, and then his eyes slowly became serious. He knew what this son wanted to do. He could not be unscrupulous in the capital during this period, but once he left the capital, especially in Shandong, which has never been a good place, ordinary people's lives are like ants. Even if he plays with a few girls or women there, it will not cause any trouble. Moreover, with Liang Zhongshu's care, everything should go smoothly.

As for caring about Lu Qian, that's just a joke. This son has a bad reputation, but he doesn't have a big heart. If he has a few good women to play with, I believe he will calm down and stay in Daming Prefecture like that. He has been suppressed in the capital for so long, and it is difficult for him. Let him relax...

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On this night in August, the news that the local tyrant was about to leave the capital was not a major event of concern. But for Li Pin, who was in the capital at this time, he learned the news that he was about to be promoted only half a day later than Ning Yi - just this afternoon, someone from the palace came out to inform him to enter the palace to meet the emperor tomorrow morning. Although he was not yet clear about the specific official position, this promotion was a very strong one for him, and it was already a certainty.

Therefore, he declined the originally scheduled entertainment. On this night, he burned incense, bathed, and fasted. Sitting in the courtyard with the gentle breeze, he heard the noise from outside coming from afar, like the sound echoing in another world. Through the distant courtyard walls, the crescent moon hung on the treetops, and the city's lights were immersed in the night sky, dissolving the black sky into transparent amber...

He knew he would remember this transparent night. Only on this night did his career truly embark on the avenue. From now on, what will appear before him will be true *Tian Feng Da He*. Scholars study, endure ten years of hardship, and seek knowledge for decades. He will become... a part of pushing this world forward.

He did not know if other high officials and dignitaries had such a mood when this day came. He sat on the balcony of the second floor of the Zhuji back yard for half the night. As midnight approached, he quietly returned to his room to sleep.

The next day, he met the Holy One for the second time and completed the first truly meaningful monarch-minister discussion.

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