The Bookish Scholar of the Red Mansion

After Lin Daiyu returned home, seeing that it was still early, she took the letter and returned to her boudoir. Xueyan knew what the lady wanted to do, so she quickly arranged the pens, inks, paper and inkstones, and ran to open the window to face the wind.

Taking out the letter paper, Lin Daiyu sat at the table and read the contents on the letter paper carefully.

Her brother was not a high-profile person. The short words and long sentences on the letter paper showed no exaggeration or showoff.

But just these simple words and sentences were enough to make Lin Daiyu frown.

The further his eyes moved back, the more restrained the words Chen Heng described, and the more flustered Lin Daiyu looked.

Only then did she realize how important the matter her brother had entrusted to her was.

Lin Daiyu did not dare to hesitate, quickly picked up a pen and paper, and copied the contents against Chen Heng's letter paper.

She didn't know why, but she suddenly stopped writing in the middle of writing.

Brother, this letter has been written so concisely and to the point. Since it is for my aunt, why not just sign it and send it directly to Shanxi Village?

Putting down her pen, Lin Daiyu picked up her brother's letter again, thinking about what the other person said to her on the street today. She had a vague feeling that her brother's letter was not just for her aunt, but she also wanted to see it herself.

But why let yourself see it?

Lin Daiyu couldn't help but leave the table and pace around thinking.

Her eyes lit up, and she suddenly understood what Chen Heng was thinking. The elder brother hopes that his father can also see it.

Since you want to show it to daddy, why not just bring it to you? Why bother?

Lin Daiyu lowered her head and thought hard again. She was very smart, and she knew everything about some things.

I want to understand why Chen Heng bypassed his uncle and asked his aunt to collect the letter on his behalf. Lin Daiyu also understood the intention of her brother's move.

If the brother were to come to his father directly, it would be nothing more than a matter of rejection and agreement.

But the current drought, after all, has not yet arrived. If adopted, the drought would not come in the end. It would also be bad for dad's reputation if word spread about it.

If we ignore it and drought does come, then it won’t be a question of whether we have a good reputation or not.

But no matter what he does, he will always send his father and brother to the public for criticism.

Brother, you are such a thoughtful and intelligent person. Lin Daiyu felt her heart speed up.

She is not an ordinary woman. Influenced by Lin Ruhai when she was a child, she loved reading very much.

Over the years, under the influence of Chen Heng, I also studied the Four Books and Five Classics by myself, as well as some historical books.

In addition, I often discuss knowledge with Chen Heng. In terms of knowledge and talent, it is really beyond the reach of ordinary people.

Sister, I have something to ask you for help.

Once again, I recalled my brother’s whispers on the street.

Lin Daiyu felt Chen Heng's full trust in her, and couldn't help but secretly told herself that she must get this done.

But, how should I let dad know about this?

Lin Daiyu's beautiful eyebrows stretched out, indicating that she was planning on her.

She decided to imitate her father's example and use the methods her brother had used on her father.

She didn't know what fun things she was thinking of, but the little girl couldn't help laughing and said to herself: Dad, don't blame your daughter. If you want to blame, blame your brother.

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Lin Ruhai came back very late today. There were two children at home. Naturally, Mrs. Jia would not wait for him. She had already let her daughter and son have dinner and go back to their rooms to rest.

After a little dinner, Lin Ruhai asked Jia to go back to the house and rest by herself. There is a lot of business today, so there is no need to wait for him.

Lin Ruhai, who separated from Mr. Jia and came to the study alone, took a copy of Shui Jing Zhu from the bookshelf, sat at the table and read it carefully.

After a while, a servant came in and added a few more candles to him, illuminating the study brightly.

After a while, there was a knock on the door. Lin Ruhai thought it was a servant coming to deliver tea, and said without raising her head: Come in.

When the figure stood beside him, Lin Ruhai looked up and saw a face with a beautiful smile.

Yu'er, why aren't you sleeping yet? Lin Ruhai looked at her quirky daughter and pretended to frown.

I miss you daddy. Lin Daiyu put her hand up attentively and slapped Lin Ruhai on the shoulder, Daddy is busy with official duties today, so he must be working very hard.

Lin Ruhai could not hold back her laughter and said frankly: Yu'er, just tell me what you want to trouble dad about.

Lin Daiyu stood aside pretty, without any hint of shyness, and continued to smile: My daughter wrote a letter to her aunt, and she wants to ask her father to help her deliver her to the inn tomorrow.

It’s not like I’ve never helped you with such small things before. Do you still need to be so attentive just now? Lin Ruhai was a little distrustful, Bring me the letter.

Lin Daiyu took out the envelope and handed it over. As soon as Lin Ruhai received the letter, she felt something was wrong with the weight. He asked suspiciously: It's so thick. What did you write? Can daddy read it?

I've been waiting for your words. Lin Daiyu smiled slightly and nodded immediately.

Lin Ruhai took out the letter and took a look at it. The eyebrows shrink in one place involuntarily. The beginning of the letter was about the lack of rain in the recent summer and autumn, and also about the poor autumn harvest in the capital and the transportation of grain to Yangzhou.

These things were all on the surface. Lin Ruhai just nodded in his heart and continued to read.

The letter also listed a comparison of rainfall from May to September in the past three years. The amount of rainfall each day is recorded in detail.

Ever since Pei Huaizhen told Chen Heng to develop the habit of jotting down notes, Chen Heng has always followed through. The content is not that complicated, it just follows his habit of keeping a diary in his previous life. Write down the date, weather, and all the trivial matters of the day.

If there are fun things, write about fun things. If not, he would like to remember it very much if he bought two eggs for a penny today.

This afternoon, he took out several of his treasured albums, collected all the summer and autumn weather of nearly three years in one place, and wrote them down on letter paper.

When Lin Ruhai saw such detailed data, he naturally discovered that since May this year, the number of rainy days has been gradually decreasing every month. Until September 22nd, it rained once in September.

At the end of the letter, Chen Heng borrowed Sister Lin's words to advise his teacher's wife that if the rainfall decreases again next year, he should not stay in Shanxi Village anymore and should rush to Yangzhou as soon as possible to prepare to avoid disaster.

At first glance, it is just an ordinary letter from home. But he gave Lin Ruhai a reminder, what to do if the rainfall decreases next year.

Lin Ruhai was a cautious and resourceful person, and he immediately thought of what to do if the drought in the capital expanded.

Chen Heng did not deliberately exaggerate the crisis, but only used the data listed in the letter to provide a possibility.

Lin Ruhai understood what he meant, but still had some doubts about the authenticity of the data.

He asked Daiyu, Has it rained on the sixth day of August?

It had rained before. Daddy came back in a hurry that day and got caught in the rain. Mother asked someone to make ginseng tea for daddy to drink. Lin Daiyu had obviously done her homework, There are records of ginseng at home.

What about August 19th? he asked again.

Dad, have you forgotten? At that time, the provincial examination had just ended, and someone in Yangzhou wanted to hold the Mid-Autumn Lantern Festival again, but it happened to rain, so they had to give up.

What about the fifth day of July?

There was Xiu Mu in the academy that day, and I was playing with my brother at home. He originally wanted to go out, but because of the rain, he couldn't go. My daughter remembers that my brother begged you once when his father came back.

Sister Lin was really answering questions fluently. Lin Ruhai's mouth was slightly raised as he listened. Seeing his daughter being proud, he suddenly asked.

It's a letter from Heng'er to you.

Yes... After half a word was uttered, Lin Daiyu hurriedly covered her mouth with her hands. After a while, she said to herself, It's broken, it's broken, I don't have three hundred taels of silver here.

Lin Ruhai burst out laughing and pointed at her daughter with her hand, Okay, you two little monsters got together and want to think of me as the deaf and mute Tang Sanzang?

Lin Daiyu's face was slightly red, but she did not shyly turn her head, Dad, is this letter from brother useful?

Lin Ruhai suppressed his smile, nodded and said solemnly: These records of his still need to be verified. If they are all true, it will be a great help.

Although the government office has six departments to assist in managing affairs, it does not have the Qin Tiansi like the imperial court.

With such detailed and comparative data, he and Wei Yinghong could better convince others with it.

How could they be indifferent to the drought in the capital? They just didn't know to what extent it would be in the future. Is it limited to the capital, or will it extend to several provinces, causing disaster victims to spread all over the place?

This matter needs to be sat down with Wei Yinghong and discussed in detail.

Yu'er, go to bed early. Daddy is going out.

Thinking of this, Lin Ruhai couldn't sit still and was about to get up and go out.

He woke up the government office once in the middle of the night yesterday, and it was his turn to wake up Wei Yinghong today.

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Lin Ruhai rushed to the government office without stopping, and while waiting in the study room in the back hall, she saw Wei Yinghong pushing the door in while wearing a blouse.

The two have a deep friendship and know that the other person coming here late at night must have something important to do. He didn't care about his disheveled clothes, but when Wei Yinghong saw Lin Ruhai, he still joked: Ruhai, tell me if you want to avenge last night.

Lin Ruhai smiled slightly and didn't make any excuses. She just showed him the data listed by Chen Heng. Wei Yinghong's brows furrowed more and more.

In ancient times, there was actually no shortage of smart people, but what was lacking was the coordination and classification of big data. Chen Heng's modern division made Wei Yinghong understand the situation clearly.

Those who can get the first prize are the smartest people in the world. Wei Yinghong decided on the spot, No, we need to make plans for this in advance. It would be better for us to be more tired now than to be unprepared when the time comes.

Lin Ruhai knew him well and guessed what the other party said, so he added, Tonight, let's call the people from the Sixth Section to verify the authenticity of this matter. Lin Ruhai clicked on the letter, If it is correct, we will call all the officials from the prefecture and county to come and check it out. Come on, let’s take a long-term view.”

Wei Yinghong also nodded, Well, this matter should not be made public, so let's make secret preparations first. If there is no rain until October, like the sea, you have to keep an eye on the salt merchants and don't let them drive up prices.

Grain merchants should also pay attention. You need to inform Mr. Xin about this matter. Lin Ruhai named another group of people.

It should be like this, take it step by step slowly. Wei Yinghong held Chen Heng's letter with great treasure, looked at the data written in red and black on it, and sighed, It's so well written, so detailed and divided into categories. , clear and clear at a glance.”

Ruhai, where did you find such attentive staff?

Lin Ruhai couldn't help it and laughed loudly: One fell from the sky and the other was picked up on the road.

Wei Yinghong just thought he was joking and fooling himself. He didn't bother to pay attention to this Yangzhou chess master, and went to call someone to verify the authenticity of the data.

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