Inner study room.

As the door closed, the light in the study dimmed instantly.

Yang Xian calmed down, then bowed his hands to Xu Yi who was sitting behind the desk and saluted again: "I'd like to pay my respects to the Sixth Master first."

Behind the desk, which is slightly dimly lit.

Xu Yi waved his hand slightly and said: "There is no need for such courtesy between you and me. Come and sit down."

Having said that, how can it be so easy to get rid of the distinction between superiority and inferiority in Yang Xian'an's heart?

Yang Xian'an thanked him, then walked quickly to the opposite side of Xu Yi's desk, pulled out the chair and slowly took a seat.

Xu Yi lifted the teapot and poured the tea slowly. For a moment, the only sound in the study was the sound of gurgling water.

Yang Xian'an sat upright on the chair, looking at his nose and heart without squinting.

Jingzhao Mansion has just sent a large number of government officials out of Jingzhao Mansion, but their whereabouts are unknown.

Xu Yi immediately called him to the study room in the inner house, and the doors and windows were closed tightly.

Anyone who is not a fool can see that something big is going to happen.

Xu Yi slowly pushed the teacup towards Yang Xianan and said calmly: "Drink tea."

"Thank you, Mr. Liu." Yang Xian'an thanked him and then slowly took the tea cup, but did not drink it.

Xu Yi picked up another cup of tea, took a sip, and then said calmly: "Did you see everything just now?"

Yang Xian'an nodded and replied: "I saw it."

The Yamen of Jingzhao Mansion and the Yamen of the Ministry of Punishment each held documents and seals, and walked out of Jingzhao Mansion in a swagger. Anyone who was not a fool would naturally see it.

The only thing I don't understand is where those government officials are going.

How big of a fuss will it cause in the end?

Xu Yi said calmly: "After today, more than 20 trading houses will disappear in Chang'an City."

As the capital of the Zhou Dynasty, Chang'an City had only 8,000 trading houses.

Every day, a large number of businesses will emerge and a large number of businesses will disappear.

The disappearance of more than 20 trading houses was not a shocking news in the past.

At most, it becomes a small talk among ordinary people after dinner.

But when this sentence comes from Xu Yi's mouth, the meaning it represents will be completely different.

Yang Xian'an looked thoughtful, and then asked tentatively: "May I ask Mr. Liu, what industries are these more than 20 businesses engaged in?"

Before asking this question, Yang Xian'an had already made a guess deep in his heart, and now it was just for confirmation.

Xu Yi said two words slowly and expressionlessly: "Food."

‘Sure enough.’ Yang Xian’an couldn’t help but screamed in surprise.

Then he calmed down, stood up, cupped his hands and said, "Congratulations to the Sixth Master, congratulations to the Sixth Master."

Xu Yi shook his head slightly and said casually: "Just some small miscellaneous fish."

The words are over.

Xu Yi looked at Yang Xian'an and said slowly with a straight face: "It's going to be hard for you in the next few days. You have to wait."

A trace of joy flashed in Yang Xian'an's eyes. At this critical juncture, does the harder it is, the more it shows that Xu Yi attaches great importance to the Lao Wu family?

After regaining his composure, Yang Xian'an hurriedly replied: "Sharing the worries of the Sixth Master is the meaning of the existence of our five families. Why bother?"

The corners of Xu Yi's mouth raised in disbelief.

Then his face straightened up and he said in a deep voice: "Besides, there is one more thing I have to leave to you to do when I asked you to come here today."

The you here refer to Yang Xian'an, not the Lao Wu family.

Yang Xian'an naturally understood the deep meaning in Xu Yi's words.

Involuntarily, Yang Xian'an's face became serious as well, and he said in a deep voice: "Master Six, please speak. Xian'an swears to the death to live up to Master Six's trust."

Xu Yi took a deep look at Yang Xian'an, and then said in a deep voice: "In the near future, I will launch a real counterattack against the families behind the disaster relief."

"If things go well, the refugees outside Chang'an will be properly dealt with within ten days."

"By then, part of the trade routes outside Chang'an City will be opened."

The words are over.

Xu Yi stared into Yang Xian'an's eyes and said word by word: "And what I want you to do is before the trade route is opened."

"'Privately', in my name, we are looking for three thousand children who have no father, no mother, and no home!"

"After the trade route is opened, we will use the name of the merchants to send them all away."

Yang Xian'an felt a shiver in his heart, and said solemnly: "May I ask Mr. Liu if there are any restrictions on children's age, physical condition, etc."

Xu Yi nodded and said in a deep voice: "A boy with good bones and a resolute mind. His age should be between eight and twelve years old."

Yang Xian'an looked solemn and asked in a deep voice: "After the matter is completed, where will it be sent?"

Xu Yi was not asked what he wanted to do. After Xu Yi stated his request, it was obvious what he wanted to do.

Xu Yi looked serious and replied in a deep voice: "Donglai County."

Seeing Yang Xian'an nodding heavily.

Xu Yi then added: "Send them in batches and look for a man named Lou Daoyong after arriving in Donglai County."

With that said, Xu Yi took out a piece of paper from his pocket and solemnly handed it to Yang Xian'an.

There was surprisingly only a thumb-sized pattern on the note, and there was also a line of black dots that looked like handwriting in the pattern.

It's just a pity that the black dots are too 'small', making it impossible for others to see clearly what was written.

Xu Yi solemnly explained: "After meeting Lou Daoyong, hand the note to him, and he will naturally understand what to do."

Yang Xian'an nodded solemnly, then stood up and held his hands in his hands, saying, "Don't worry, Mr. Six, Xian'an swears to live up to his trust."

Xu Yi nodded and said, "I believe you, go get ready. Time is running out."

"Yes!" Yang Xian'an nodded heavily and then slowly exited the study.

When the creak of the door came again.

Xu Yi's originally straight back couldn't help but bend.

The whole person was leaning on the Taishi chair, showing a particularly tired look.

It seems that making this choice is an extremely mentally and emotionally draining matter.

In fact, it is not impossible for Xu Yi to look for orphans from Donglai County.

But if this is the case, when will we be able to collect 3,000 orphans?

Moreover, a large number of orphans are lost or missing, which can easily attract the attention of others.

In addition, there is another reason that is not humane to outsiders.

That is the nature of mind.

The Guanzhong children who are still strong-minded despite such tribulations will always be Xu Yi's best choice no matter when and where.

The reason for imposing age restrictions is simply for greater safety.

Relatively speaking, children at this age have not yet completely formed their minds, and there is still a lot of room for transformation.

After all, what Xu Yi wants is the three thousand dead soldiers he has personally trained. Such people only need to have a perseverance of mind.

The rest, including martial arts, knowledge, and three views, Xu Yi will cultivate on his own in due course.

No one can be more trustworthy than the dead warriors he has trained with his own hands.

What's more, for those selected children, Xu Yi's move is not only a blessing of survival, but also a blessing of reinvention!

If it weren't for Xu Yi, it's unclear whether they could have survived the drought.

Even if we survive the drought, what will happen next? How will children who have no father, no mother, and no home, be able to survive?

"Huh~!"

Xu Yi leaned on the Taishi chair and exhaled heavily.

In this way, there are certainly many benefits, but there are also risks.

If not, how could Xu Yi control the number to three thousand and only ask Yang Xian'an to handle it alone.

Simply rest for a while.

Xu Yi stood up and pushed open the closed window sill, letting in the warm sunshine outside.

The warm sunshine shone through the window sill and shone on Xu Yi in an instant, unknowingly eliminating some of the darkness in his heart.

After a while.

Xu Yi turned around and walked towards the desk.
To be continued...