The county residents who were busy collecting clothes and dry goods either looked at the sky with strange expressions or cursed.
"Well?"
Chen Chi, who was holding a pile of clothes, stood in the courtyard for a long time and sighed.
"It's time to put away the clothes."
Zhou Yi lowered his head and found an elm leaf stained with water vapor in his hand.
"Why is this little fourth son so weird? He wanted to come down from the beginning very much, but he turned into a mother-in-law without saying a few words. Is it possible that even the male dragon in Nantingjiang Mansion is so fickle?"
Footsteps and knocks sounded from outside the door, accompanied by a familiar burst of laughter.
"Master Yichen, Zhongcai is here to visit!"
Xu Xiaolangjun walked in with his head held high and knocked on the door.
Behind him, the former steward Xu Liang, who had obviously lost weight, was also smiling, carrying large and small bags of mooncakes and eating utensils in his hands.
The little maid in green clothes clasped her hands behind her back and followed happily, winking at Zhou Yi repeatedly and beaming with joy.
Zhou Yi was too lazy to pay attention to the fragrant beads that he got for free.
He stood up slowly and clasped his hands together: "Amitabha, I would like to congratulate the two donors first."
Xu Kun's steps stagnated, and he looked surprised: "Master really knows everything? That's right. With the master's magical ability to predict the unknown, naturally he can't hide anything."
Zhou Yi was noncommittal and said with a smile: "Young Master's move, I think it will be a big plus in Erlang's heart. Even if you have no intention of pursuing an official career, you will still have a place among those with the right to speak in the Xu family in the future. As for Manager Xu, I'm afraid good things are coming soon.
If I follow Erlang to Lingnan in the future, as long as I work hard, I might even be able to become an official."
Hearing this, Xu Liang's face showed excitement, he handed the souvenir to Chen Chi, and then bowed deeply to Zhou Yi.
"Master really guessed everything.
If it weren't for the prophetic poem written by the master a month ago, how could I have such a good fortune?
Xu was originally just a servant, but now Erlang deprived the whole family of their slave status and hired him as an aide.
Thinking about it now, I still find it incredible, as if I was dreaming... The most important thing is that my son Xu Liang will be able to study and take the exam in the future, and he will have the opportunity to stand out!"
Listening to Xu Liang's heartfelt words that were almost choked with sobs, Xu Kun on the side also showed emotion.
His parents died young, and he himself was too stubborn to study, so he was left in his old house in Wenhe County.
When others mention it, they all say that he is the least effective among the three generations of the Xu family.
But today, when I was in the lobby, facing the illustrious ministers of the Crown Prince, my performance was calm and effortless. It was simply a blockbuster and shocked the whole audience.
He clearly felt that the way his second uncle looked at him ranged from disbelief to surprise to approval.
Those old people in Xu Mansion, who usually have high eyesight and have long been disgusted with each other, are even more rare to praise me.
Even the royal relative surnamed Kong, who was said to have been the prince's companion, was full of praise.
He kept saying things like "There is a cub hidden in the Xu Mansion", "There is a successor to Duke Wen Tai", "Hearing is false and seeing is true".
He also asked his young master Kong Dongliu, who was accompanying him on the mission, to get closer to him... Although this hereditary young duke from the capital was obviously not interested in him and his tone was cold, at least he could still maintain a superficial courtesy.
Xu Kun understood that he was able to obtain all this, especially the respect and even admiration from everyone, all because of Master Yichen's prophetic poem.
"Counsellor Xu is right. A word from the master is worth a thousand pieces of gold."
Xu Kun sighed, and then he bowed to the end.
"You two don't need to be polite. Those who have the right to help themselves will be helped by God. If the two of you really have such a chance, it's just a coincidence for the young monk to meet you."
Zhou Yi said modestly, but his eyes moved from Er Xu opposite to the sky.
Dusk sets and the moon rises.
The bright white moon exudes brilliance like water, flowing down into the world.
Zhou Yi looked at it, his eyes gradually becoming deeper.
"gentlemen……"
Among the people, Xiangzhu, who knew Zhou Yi best, leaned close and asked in a low voice: "Why do you feel that sir is suddenly worried?"
"Don't you guys feel that the moon tonight is a little different?"
Hearing this, several people in the courtyard raised their heads and looked at the bright moon in the sky.
Then they were both startled.
"It's strange. Why is the moon so round tonight?"
Xu Kun said, subconsciously looking at the monk's head...
"Yeah, it's not August 15th yet. Aren't there still seven or eight days left?"
Xu Liang forced himself to look away from the monk's head.
Chen Chi glanced at the moon, then at the back of his master's head, but stopped talking.
As for the maid's fragrance beads.
She took everyone's reactions into consideration, suppressed a smile, and whispered: "Sir, you didn't say that on purpose. You... you are exactly the same..."
Zhou Yi turned around, not wanting to pay attention to this little maid who was becoming more and more fond of telling the truth.
"Amitabha, Mr. Xu Xiaolang should know that there are two most embarrassing things in the world, right?"
No matter how much Xu Kun disliked reading, he was still the grandson of Xu Wentai, Emperor Wenzong of the time. He immediately laughed and said:
"The ancient book says, 'Clouds cover the Mid-Autumn Moon, and rain hits the Yuan Lanterns.' These are all regrettable things that greatly ruin the scenery. Master Yichen, could it be that you have touched the scene and hurt your feelings?"
Yes, and ‘I became bald’.
‘My bald head is like the moon’.
‘Why don’t you look at the moonlight and look at my head’…
…Wait a minute, it’s very disgraceful!
Zhou Yi remained calm on the surface: "On August 15th this year, on the night of the Mid-Autumn Festival, there may be a heavy rain. Tonight, when the moon is full and the flowers are full, why not borrow the food that the young man brought and spend the night in advance in this small courtyard?
Mid-Autumn Festival."
These few people in front of me can be regarded as the first few acquaintances I have met after coming to this world. They are all good to me and can even be considered friends.
The Mid-Autumn Festival is approaching, and there is no one around. The young monk is lonely and sleepless. Therefore, the sense of ritual is even more indispensable!
Everyone was stunned for a moment, and then they were all overjoyed.
Only a certain little maid was a little bored, her fingers were intertwined, her eyes were wandering... She was so embarrassed, wouldn't she let me cook? Wouldn't this be exposed on the spot?
Hey, maybe it has been exposed a long time ago, but being exposed and exposed in public are completely different things, okay?
I should have known earlier that I would have offended my husband if I had not made a joke.
Huh, isn't it just that the county woman sent a few more stinky bitches to you? My temper is getting louder and louder!
The corner of Zhou Yi's mouth raised slightly, and then he looked at the full moon in the sky again, his eyes becoming darker and deeper.
The crescent moon turns into a full moon. Is this... someone doing some magic?