Chapter 47 Lin Jingzhi is dumbfounded
When these words were spoken, Lin Jingzhi and Miss Qian were obviously stunned for a moment, but thinking of Xu Luo's previous brilliant plan, they chose to believe it without a doubt and hurriedly bowed to express their gratitude.

Seeing this, Xu Luo raised a mischievous smile and urged, "Come on, stop dawdling and get the wedding done right away."

"Thank you, Mr. Xu!" The two men bowed again, turned around and got on the carriage. With the laughter of the wedding procession, they drove towards the Qian Mansion in a lively manner.

The crowd gradually dispersed, but what remained were the hearts eager to find a marriage partner. A pretty woman, only 21 years old, who had never tasted love, looked at Xu Luo eagerly, with a pleading tone in her voice: "Mr. Xu, please help me see when the man for me will appear?"

At this time, the single men and women who were watching also gathered around, and Xu Luo's area suddenly became lively.

"Oh, this has to be done slowly!" Xu Luo pretended to be embarrassed, but a hint of cunning flashed in his eyes.

Hearing this, the woman couldn't help but purse her lips and smile, her eyes sparkling and her nose twitching slightly, as if she was casually tempting him: "If Mr. Xu can give me some advice, I will be very grateful."

As she spoke, her neck bent gracefully, and her skin, as white as mutton-fat jade, looked particularly charming in the sunlight.

"Mr. Xu, when will my silly sixteen-year-old boy be able to get married? Can you calculate it for me?" a middle-aged man asked expectantly.

"Mr. Xu, my daughter is so beautiful, you have to find a good home for her!" Another lady pulled Xu Luo's sleeve with an eager look in her eyes.

"Mr. Xu" was a popular topic, and the streets of Chang'an were crowded with men, women, young and old who came to ask for divination.

These young people, either with girls waiting to get married or looking for their other half, all surrounded Xu Luo, hoping to get his guidance.

Xu Luo's fortune-telling stall, which was originally troubled by the lack of customers, has now become the focus of much activity.

Thinking back to the days when he and his old friend Li Chui chatted about everything and everything without any restraint, Xu Luo couldn't help but feel deeply moved.

Ever since he was wrongfully imprisoned by the Sun family, his fortune-telling stall business has become unexpectedly popular, with countless people coming to consult him every day.

"Alas, I'm not the matchmaker. I can't decide on the matter of marriage. If you really want to find a marriage, you should go find the matchmaker." Xu Luo looked helplessly at the fanatical crowd in front of him.

However, as soon as he finished speaking, these men and women still did not give up and rushed towards Xu Luo.

In the crowd, a young woman with sparkling eyes and slightly parted lips gently tugged at the corner of Xu Luo's clothes, full of temptation. She had a slender neck, jade-like skin, and a slightly heaving chest, which made people's heart flutter.

Xu Luo's heart skipped a beat and he quickly calmed his mind and concentrated on dealing with the person seeking divination in front of him.

Xu Luo had a wry smile on his face and sighed inwardly that his ability to predict marriages had made him the object of everyone's pursuit.

He was busy and having fun here, but Wang Fu was gloating over there with a malicious smile on his face.

"Hey, everyone, I'm not bragging, our brother Xu is an expert in matchmaking, so you're right to choose him!" Wang Fu said while making faces, causing the people around him to laugh.

"Brother Liu, please stop causing trouble for me." Xu Luo shook his head helplessly. Although he said this, he knew in his heart that Wang Fu meant no harm.

The crowd around became even more excited after hearing this, and they all vied to ask Xu Luo for advice.

"Mr. Xu, can you please tell me where my sweetheart is?" A young woman looked at Xu Luo expectantly. "Mr. Xu, can you please tell me how much money I have?" Another strong man eagerly took out his purse.

Xu Luo had no choice but to sit down with a wry smile and fulfill their requests one by one, and the result was naturally a bulging wallet.

At the same time, in the governor's mansion in Jingyang City, Zhu Jun was busy sorting out documents, but was interrupted by a burst of hurried footsteps.

"Sir!" The guard rushed in with a panic on his face.

"What happened?" Zhu Jun was stunned, put down the pen in his hand and asked seriously.

"Something bad has happened. Outside...you'd better go and take a look yourself!" the guard said breathlessly.

Zhu Jun stood up, frowning, and walked out of the governor's mansion. He saw ragged refugees sitting or standing on the street, looking miserable. Wang Fu beside him seemed to ignore all this and was still watching the excitement with a smile.

At this time, a refugee woman raised her head, revealing her dusty skin and a pair of pitiful eyes. Her lips trembled slightly, as if she wanted to say something. Her appearance made people's hearts tighten.

Zhu Jun couldn't help but feel pity and knew that he had to find a way to solve the current dilemma.

"Where did these people come from?" Zhu Jun's eyes widened, and he kept wondering. Everything was fine last night, but so many people showed up early this morning, and the streets have become a refugee camp.

The guards beside him were also confused and shook their heads: "Sir, as soon as the city gates opened in the morning, they rushed in all at once."

Zhu Jun frowned, walked towards the mother and daughter who looked miserable, and asked softly, "Sister-in-law, where did you escape from?"

The woman raised her head and looked at Zhu Jun with tears in her eyes: "We came from Hedong Road to escape the disaster." Zhu Jun was stunned and thought: Didn't Your Majesty send people to deliver relief regarding the drought in Hedong Road?

He was about to continue asking, but was interrupted by a young man next to him: "Pah, disaster relief? We haven't even seen a shadow of that money and food!"

The man said angrily, "They were all swallowed up by those black-hearted corrupt officials! If we don't ask for help, we can only wait to die at home! We came here just to ask the emperor if he has forgotten us!"

At this time, the daughter beside the woman gently pulled the corner of Zhu Jun's clothes, a hint of pleading flashed in her eyes, her lips trembled slightly, as if she wanted to say something but stopped. Her pitiful appearance made people feel pity for her.

Her neck was slender and her skin was pale, revealing the fatigue brought by the disaster. Her chest rose and fell slightly with her sobs, which made people feel distressed.

Zhu Jun knew in his heart that this mother and daughter were the epitome of the countless victims of this disaster.

"Yes, not only should we sue those black-hearted corrupt officials, but we should also let His Majesty the Emperor know about our grievances!"

A group of refugees surrounded Zhu Jun, their anger was so intense that they seemed to want to turn it into fire and ignite this land of suffering.

Zhu Jun's face suddenly became serious after hearing this, and he couldn't help but take a breath. He thought: The national treasury is already empty, if it is true as the people said, then this disaster is extremely serious.

As expected, when Li Shimin learned about this, his face turned pale. He slammed the table and immediately ordered that most of the money and grain in the national treasury be used for disaster relief.
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