In the study room on the attic, Qin Liang was carefully looking at a piece of mulberry paper. He didn't notice anyone coming in until he heard Zhang's voice.
Zhang's voice sounded very angry: "Erlang still has the heart to read here?!"
Qin Liang's eyes moved away from the mulberry paper. When he looked up, he looked a little embarrassed and blurted out: "I remember when Emperor Ming (Cao Rui) was granted the title of Pingyuan County, my eldest brother copied a map back from the county government. I looked for it before I searched the whole mansion but couldn't find the picture. I thought I remembered it wrong..."
At this time, he breathed a sigh of relief again, "Unexpectedly, other characters and figures were written on bamboo slips, but this picture was copied on mulberry paper. So I looked everywhere for bamboo slips at first, ignoring that there was still paper."
After he finished speaking, he realized that what he said was a bit meaningless. He said it just because he was thinking about it. But when he turned around and thought about it, he couldn't explain it clearly in just a few words, so he had to sigh. As expected, Zhang Shi frowned and looked at him, seemingly too angry to speak.
Qin Liang thought for a while and explained as best he could: "This map is the most accurate and authoritative evidence of county boundaries. With it, you can find help. As long as you point out the key source of the matter directly, the reason for the false accusation will be logical and obvious. Without it, the big shots might regard the elder brother's affairs as trivial public security matters and send them to the county to handle."
Zhang said coldly: "Who does Erlang want to find?"
Qin Liang said: "Of course he is the superior of the two counties of Pingyuan and Qinghe, and the governor of Jizhou. Otherwise, who do you think we should look for?" (Mu and the governor are both the chiefs of the same state. Mu was abolished in the Han Dynasty and re-established in the Three Kingdoms The governor is the supervisor in name.)
Only then did he notice that his sister-in-law had changed her clothes and came back from outside, and he immediately asked: "Sister-in-law went to find He Jun?"
Zhang said: "I think it is more useful to find He Jun! At least the Qin family has some connections with the He family, and Erlang has a personal relationship with He Jun, so they can talk to each other. Do you know who the governor of Jizhou is?"
Qin Liang immediately replied: "Lü Zhao, who also leads the general of Zhenbei, was granted the title by the Ming Emperor."
Zhang changed his words and said, "Do you know him?"
Qin Liang gritted his teeth and said: "If officials could only do things for people they know, the Wei Dynasty would have been destroyed by Wu and Shu long ago. The key is that we know He Jun and it won't be of much use. He can't take care of this matter."
Mrs. Zhang was still stubborn. Perhaps it was just because she didn’t believe in Qin Liang’s knowledge as a scholar. Her voice said: “He Jun’s father was a minister of the dynasty and the Minister of the Ministry of Personnel. Your Mr. Lu also said that General Cao Gong (Cao Shuang) Become friendly with the He family. With such power, what can't be accomplished?"
Qin Liang couldn't answer for a while, because it was very complicated to explain, and some things were difficult to explain clearly. After all, he had to be careful to avoid misfortune. His sister-in-law Zhang was also very powerful. What she said didn't necessarily make sense, but it was simple and intuitive. In this way The expression is at least useful when arguing.
Qin Liang had no intention of arguing and could only say: "It is better to go to Anping County first and try to see Lu Zhao."
Mrs. Zhang frowned and stared at him for a while, sighed, turned around and left. She walked to the door, turned around and said, "Erlang, how did your brother treat you! You let me down so much!"
Her back disappeared at the door. Even though Qin Liang claimed to be mentally mature and confident, Zhang's expression and tone stung him a bit. Because it made him feel the failed life experience of his previous life again, no matter how good his mentality was, The closest family members complain all day long, and it's hard not to let others get in trouble.
He even recalled the scene where his wife secretly burned his old clothes after he was diagnosed with cancer in his previous life. According to superstition, having your clothes burned by relatives will lead to a quick death.
Qin Liang spent a while trying to get rid of those irrelevant emotions. He took a deep breath and tried his best to calm down and think.
Regardless of the fact that Qin Liang was not very optimistic about Cao Shuang, that was a long-term worry; even if he only focused on urgent matters, he still felt that the young master He Jun was really unreliable. The young master He most likely had neither the will nor the ability to influence this matter. And the official
He Yan, the minister of the ministry, seems to have no hope either.
Qin Liang weighed it up and made up his mind to do what he wanted first.
He called Rao Dashan, the village guest, and ordered his horses and food to be prepared at dawn the next day. Then he returned to his room and began to prepare his luggage. He had the paperwork of a Tai student, so it was not a big problem on the road, but he could see him only because of his status as a Tai student.
A governor?
He thought about it and decided to write an article and submit it. In this era, articles are more popular than people, because those who can write articles are not ordinary people.
Fortunately, Qin Liang still has some ancient scriptures in his mind. Otherwise, with Chen Xiaoqiang's basic skills, he would only be able to write some semi-literary articles. After all, he is not majoring in ancient Chinese.
When Qin Liang was kneeling in front of the case and conceiving, he heard Rao Dashan's rough voice: "Erlang, the wife of the Wang family wants to see you."
"Oh." Qin Liang responded.
Rao Dashan said: "I asked her to come up and then went to feed the horses."
After a while, Mrs. Dong walked in the door. She changed her usual aggressive attitude and huddled up. Her eyes were a bit swollen and she had obviously cried. There was a kind of fear of unknown things in her eyes. It looked like
Like someone asking for forgiveness.
Qin Liang didn't wait for her to speak and directly ordered: "Get some water and help me grind the ink."
Mr. Dong was stunned for a moment, then replied: "No."
She ran around and worked for a while, then knelt in front of Qin Liang and carefully rubbed the ink in the inkstone. Perhaps because Qin Liang looked so focused, she didn't dare to say anything anymore.
At this time, Qin Liang had roughly thought of the content.
Of course, what is written on the bamboo slips is not the same thing as what is said in daily life, even by the ancients. First of all, there must be an upright intention, and then the language must be concise, otherwise the bamboo slips will be a lot.
He planned to start his writing on the boundary dispute between the two counties of Qinghe and Pingyuan, with the focus on giving a high hat to Lu Zhao. Trouble occurred on the territory of General Zhenbei, with fighting and false accusations happening from time to time. He asked the general to use fair means.
Stop the disaster and pacify the place, and all the officials and people in the counties and counties will be in awe... Although some of his family members once advised Qin Liang to entrust relatives and friends to rescue his elder brother, he firmly believed that the heroic general and the humerus of the country must be able to distinguish right from wrong.
Qin Liang picked up his pen and started writing on the bamboo slips. There was almost only a faint sound of "rustling" in the pavilion.
I don't know how long it took, Qin Liang finished writing the draft and let out a long breath. Then he suddenly saw that Dong was still beside him.
He put the brush on the inkstone and said, "What happened in the village recently has nothing to do with you. You don't need to put unfounded charges on your head."
"Really?" Dong asked carefully.
Qin Liang said: "At most, it's a bit of a teaser. The main point is that the people from Zhong Chang's family want to take advantage of the situation. Some people are greedy and want to take advantage of the situation. They want to annex our family's fertile land and attached farmers. It is impossible for you, a woman, to do this."
Take the blame.”
Dong's expression of concern was sincere: "Will Mr. Qin be okay?"
Qin Liang said: "I will find a way to rescue brother."
Mrs. Dong nodded vigorously: "Erlang is a person who can do great things and achieve great things. I believe in Erlang." Her voice became lower and lower as she spoke, "When I see Erlang writing and doing things, I look like a benevolent and wise lord."
Qin Liang smiled bitterly and said casually: "It would be better if my sister-in-law could think so."
Dong's eyes suddenly changed and returned to the way they were when she first entered the door, "I..."
When Qin Liang saw this, he immediately said: "Don't think too much, just go back."
Ms. Dong finally said no more, knelt on the ground and said: "No."
When she got up from the ground, Qin Liang raised his chin again. When Dong walked to the door and turned around, he turned his head and glanced here again.
Qin Liang continued his own business, found the slips, copied them neatly, and then checked the things to be prepared. The eldest brother was in jail, and the matter could not be delayed for a day. Although the preparations were hasty, Qin Liang felt that he was quite organized.
I just didn't sleep well at night and couldn't help but think too much.
The next morning, before dawn, Qin Liang took the villagers Rao Dashan and set off on horseback. The place they wanted to go was Anping County, the prefecture of Jizhou. They could just take the post road. His sister-in-law and a group of villagers sent them there.
Outside the manor's earthen wall.
The two of them were holding torches. Not only was the road dark, but it was also shrouded in fog in the early morning. Qin Liang looked at the road ahead and saw nothing but gray.
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