Chapter two hundred and eighty second bitterness play
Unlike Huo Shilang, although Qin Dewei was very tired, he slept well and woke up refreshed.
There was such a big commotion last night. Of course, the first thing I did when I woke up was to conduct a follow-up impact assessment! Just like any film released, it will conduct word-of-mouth collection.
Qin Dewei walked around the Liaocheng County government office a few times without worrying about getting lost. The layout of all county government offices in the world is similar, and then randomly selected people for investigation.
"You! It's you!" Qin Dewei stood on the corridor, stopped a small official who happened to be passing by, and then asked: "How do the people in the county view what happened last night?"
The clerk asked wittily: "Could it be that the young master wants to ask, how do the people in the county view you, the young master?"
Qin Dewei nodded and emphasized: "Tell the truth! Don't fool me!"
The clerk could only answer truthfully: "The officers all praised the young master very much, saying that the young master is a little Mengde!"
Qin Dewei: ""
What the hell is Little Mengde?
The clerk explained a few words: "These ignorant people have only heard a few stories of the Water Margin of the Three Kingdoms. In the Three Kingdoms, there was Cao Mengde, who killed the eunuch's uncle.
Then I saw that last night, young master, you were not afraid of the eunuch's younger brother and beat him and punished him, so I started calling him random names!"
Qin Dewei was indignant. There were so many people in history who had strong opinions on eunuchs. Why did these unlearned people only know about Cao Mengde?
Then he went out to Chongwu Yi to appease Master Feng's mother and son. After all, there was too much noise last night, and Master Feng's son was allowed to come out and get beaten a few times. The due etiquette must still be fulfilled.
Feng En's mother, Mrs. Wu, didn't have much of a problem. She was not an ordinary housewife and was very sensible. Feng En also lost her father when she was young. It was Wu who raised Feng En and maintained the family business.
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Of course, such a person will not resent Qin Dewei's little trick, not to mention that this trick is also beneficial to the Feng family.
Feng En's eldest son, Feng Xingke, is only twelve years old this year, the same age as Qin Dewei when he first crossed over, but standing in front of Feng Xingke, Qin Dewei always felt like an uncle.
As we get older, people who worry too much can easily get older mentally. Qin Dewei secretly sighed.
Of course, a normal twelve-year-old boy cannot fully understand the meaning of being beaten last night, and he still feels aggrieved.
In this regard, Qin Dewei could only try his best to teach him, and it would be impossible not to teach him. The situation in the capital was more complicated, and Feng Xingke might be the protagonist, so he had to understand.
Qin Dewei touched Feng Xingke's head and said, "There is nothing we can do about it. We are now just mourning soldiers, orphans and widowed mothers."
Feng Xingke immediately glared at Qin Dewei, what is an orphan?
"Oh, a slip of the tongue, a slip of the tongue!" Qin Dewei quickly changed his words: "For a widowed mother with a young child, showing her misfortune to others will help gain sympathy points. It's okay for you to understand this in your heart and don't say it out loud."
Feng Xingke was a little confused and said: "You will be beaten if you are miserable?"
Qin Dewei explained patiently: "Have you heard of the Thirty-Six Stratagems? This is called the Bitter Meat Strategy. Besides, I told you in advance. The moment you are beaten, actively falling back can neutralize a large part of the opponent's strength."
Feng Xingke still didn't understand: "Is this really beneficial?"
"Of course!" Qin Dewei said with certainty: "This will attract everyone's attention to you and sympathy for the Feng family. People's support is also a resource."
Then Qin Dewei asked from another angle: "Speaking of which, you participated in the performance last night. No, how did it feel to participate in the struggle? Do you have any experience?"
Feng Xingke asked worriedly: "Will you be beaten like this when you get to the capital?"
Qin Dewei said with certainty: "People in the capital are sensible and no one wants to hit you. You are not like me! But"
Feng Xingke quietly breathed a sigh of relief. It would be best if he didn't get beaten! No one wants to be beaten! No matter how good the plan is, he will have to suffer.
The poor little boy is inexperienced and does not understand the rich connotations of the word "but", let alone the most terrifying thing after "but".
"But when you get to the capital, there will be a more serious test for you." Qin Dewei frowned and fell into deep pain.
Feng Xingke asked innocently: "What else?"
Qin Dewei hesitated again and again and touched Feng Xingke's head, "Let me give you an example, let's say bloodletting and then writing a blood book. Can you write?"
Feng Xingke: ""
Qin Dewei added: "Let me give you another example. I will tie you up and kneel in front of the public for several days."
Feng Xingke recalled his father's letter to his family, in which he once commented on Mr. Qin: This man is like a ghost and god, who often directly touches people's souls.
Mr. Qin was so terrifying. Feng Xingke subconsciously shrank back, as if to avoid the clutches of the devil: "Is there no other way? For example, be reasonable."
"Alas!" Qin Dewei sighed: "I don't want to be so unreasonable, but it's all because of your father's disobedience to me. He is so trouble-making!
He is already a figure in the Emperor's heart, and any reasonable method is useless. We can only do our best to sensationalize and sell misery."
The outline of the script has been planned, and it doesn't work as an action film, adventure film, drama, crime film. I can only make a family drama, hoping it will have a happy ending.
Qin Dewei encouraged Feng Xingke: "You must stand up. Your father always disobeys me. You can't learn from your father."
After teaching Feng Xingke, Qin Dewei was about to return to the county government office. But he saw the gate of the courtyard opposite the Feng family's residence was closed, and wondered, what is Huo Shilang doing?
The answer didn't make him wait long. When he returned to the county government office, he saw the government official's son waiting for him.
Qin Dewei said curiously: "Yesterday I offended Huo Shilang of the Ministry of Civil Affairs to death, but you still dare to come to see me? Aren't you afraid of causing trouble to your father!"
Mr. Kou said perfunctorily: "I'm here because of Huo Shilang's matter! Is there any misunderstanding between you and Huo Shilang? Do you need my father to be a middleman?"
"No misunderstanding, no need." Qin Dewei responded concisely and concisely.
Then Mr. Kou didn't bother to express it openly and said directly: "Then I want to tell you that Huo Shilang found my father today and showed great sincerity."
"Oh." Qin Dewei nodded and said calmly that he understood.
After Mr. Kou told the situation, he paid attention to Qin Dewei's expression, and found that there was no change at all.
Mr. Kou asked again: "Do you have any countermeasures?"
Qin Dewei denied it simply: "No!"
The so-called sad drama means that the protagonist has to be bullied all the time, miserable all the time, and resigned to the situation, so that it can make people cry!
Want to fight back? That would not be a sad drama.
Mr. Kou realized that his trip was in vain and he didn't get any useful information.