No matter how they dress, the juren still maintains their etiquette.

Li Sulin raised his hands and clasped his fists, answering Xu Siyu's question: "Mr. Wang said that Second Madam Lin has the best farmland. If Second Madam Lin spreads her grain-growing methods to other villages, there will be no more starving people in the countryside."

"Oh, Mr. Li has the body of a juren and the heart of a Tian Han." Xu Siyu praised him superficially.

Not seeking fame or wealth, but only caring about whether the people have enough to eat?

This sounds like a selfless person with boundless love, and he feels very similar to a poverty alleviation cadre. I just don't know whether it is true or false?

"Madam Wang said that Second Madam Lin has many resources and controls three thousand fertile lands. If she can accept my people as her refuge, she can ensure that they can all have enough to eat. And the children of Hengshan Township can also go to the Xu clan school. They will eventually have a skill and will not have to worry about their future.

Finally getting to the point. They dragged a whole village here, saying they were seeking refuge, but they wanted to provide them with food and drink. This is definitely a whole lot of drag!

This is treating her like a fat sheep.

Xu Siyu was curious about why Li Surin wanted to drag all the villagers away.

As a juren, he could eat the donated grain, so how could he not have food to eat?

"Where is the Hengshan Township you mentioned?"

"Go one hundred and fifty miles southeast from Changjia County, then climb two hills and you'll arrive."

"Is there such a place?"

"During the war, they fled into the mountains. Now there is no such place in the annals of Heqing Prefecture."

"Illegal!" Xu Siyu was shocked. "Then how did you get into the exam?"

"When I was seventeen, the village chief was poisoned after eating wild fruits. I carried him out of the mountains to seek medical treatment. Without money for medical treatment, I had to work as a helper in clinics and taverns. Later, my father-in-law took a fancy to me and bought me to marry my wife. My father-in-law was a student who made a living by writing letters. He taught me to read in his spare time. Later, seeing that I had some talent, he allowed me to take the exam under the identity of a Li family member. In my second year at my father-in-law's house, I passed the examination for student. In my fifth year, I passed the examination for scholar. My wife and father-in-law passed away one after another. I stayed with them for three years, occasionally participating in discussions at Wanglanju. After I finished my mourning, I barely passed the imperial examination..."

The more Xu Siyu listened, the more she couldn't help but open her mouth wide. This life is really... too bizarre!

It took only ten years for a country boy to pass the imperial examination. He was actually quite a genius.

Li Sulin didn't stop introducing himself because of Xu Siyu's surprised expression. He continued, "Mrs. Wang was just as curious about my background as Second Mistress. After hearing what I had to say, they said that my status as a son-in-law and adopted son was flawed. If I took the higher examinations, I'd be easily discovered by someone with ulterior motives, and lose my existing fame..."

As he spoke, he seemed unable to continue.

I sighed slightly, perhaps still feeling a little regretful.

Born so smart, yet living such a difficult life.

If all this is true, then Wang Dajia is quite nice to him and obviously protects him.

"After passing the imperial examination, I returned to my hometown. Over a decade later, I saw that my hometown was still poor and the people there were struggling. So, I asked Mr. Wang to show me the way..."

Xu Siyu looked closely at Li Surin's appearance. He had handsome eyebrows and clear eyes. He looked much younger than his actual age.

Xu Siyu gradually put away her surprise and asked him seriously, "How can your villagers obtain household registration? Do you have any regulations?"

In ancient times, refugees were easily convicted of bandits. Xu Siyu had never seen a real refugee, nor did she know how the Dali Dynasty dealt with refugees.

"During the Hongsheng period, Emperor Taizong issued an order allowing refugees to pay rent and taxes, and they could become citizens five years after the return. In the third year of the Yongli period, he allowed refugees and starving people to be recruited as soldiers and become military households. In the first year of the Renqing period, the crown prince was established, and the emperor issued an amnesty order, which was used to recruit refugees and recruit people for farming... Now it is the second year of the Renqing period. As long as I use the name of the second grandmother's farm and move the villagers' rent and taxes to last year, they will have citizenship in four years." Li Sulin told Xu Siyu all his plans.

Is this kind of thing an attempt to exploit policy loopholes by her?

Although it sounds like a small matter, Xu Siyu understands that there are huge risks involved.

First, are these Hengshan villagers good people?

Even if they started renting and transferring last year, they still have to wait four years before they can obtain citizenship. If they commit crimes during this period, Xu Zhuang will definitely be in trouble.

Secondly, Mr. Wang should be aware of this plan to conceal the truth from the world. I wonder if it will become a handle to blackmail her in the future?

Alas, there are risks everywhere when trying to arrange some manpower.

Xu Siyu had to be more careful as the road ahead was full of thorns.

Xu Siyu did not agree to Li Sulin at first, but just arranged for him to rest and talk about it after meeting County Magistrate Hong tomorrow.

The autumn air was chilly, and Xu Siyu couldn't bear to think of his short clothes, so she asked Mao'er to get a new long gown for Li Sulin.

After returning to the backyard, she walked a few steps with her son, and then let him go to his wet nurse.

She hid in the study, heated a pot of wine and drank to drown her sorrows.

"A toast to the rising sun, a toast to the moonlight... a toast to my hometown, a toast to the distant land..."

When a person does something that is far beyond her ability, please allow her to occasionally forget why she started and why she persisted.

No one really understands her or can truly empathize with her.

She was a little tired and just wanted to lie down comfortably for a while, not to scheme against others, nor to be schemed against by others...

Lin Yiqing came back when Xu Siyu closed the study door.

The waterways in Yuanzhou were stable and safe. After he led his team to visit the big merchants along the way, he left the rest of the journey to the newcomers in the caravan to perform.

As Xu Siyu gradually became drunk, Lin Yiqing kept blowing the cold wind in the pavilion.

He really wanted Xu Siyu to open the south window that let in the fragrance of wintersweet flowers. Xu Siyu liked the natural fragrance of flowers. Now, the jasmine had withered and the wintersweet had not yet bloomed. Lin Yiqing had placed a circle of osmanthus potted plants beside the pavilion facing the south window. If she opened the window, she should be able to smell the faint but not too strong fragrance of osmanthus.

The wind blew for two hours, and there was no movement from the people in the study.

Lin Yiqing gently knocked on the door of the study. The person sleeping sweetly on the couch was no longer as cold and distant as he was during the day.

Lin Yiqing warmed his hands by the small red stove that was still burning, then carried the sleeping person back to the main house.

He took off his hairpin and clothes, washed his face and feet, changed into her favorite set of silk pajamas, then washed himself and fell asleep peacefully while holding Xu Siyu.

The morning light filtered through the curtains into the bed, and Xu Siyu woke up in a riding position.

Half of his body was hanging on Lin Yiqing, looking at the man.

Lin Yiqing closed his eyes, but put his hand from Xu Siyu's back to her head and rubbed it, "Are you awake? Sleep a little longer."

Tenderness flowed, as if there had never been any barrier between them.

"Husband, if I die, will you still stay in the Xu family?" Xu Siyu asked this question suddenly early in the morning.

Women's focus is sometimes so strange.

I met Li Sulin yesterday. He has been the son-in-law of the Li family for more than ten years, but apart from the mark of a juren, he only has the soul of Hengshan Township.

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