It was already late at night when all the idle people at home had left.
The fire in the distance is no longer expanding, and it is possible that what should be burned has been burned.
Zhou Dagu stood on the hillside in front of his house and saw a group of people walking from Wangjiacun from a distance.
The Wang family's faces were charred, and they were hurrying towards Zhou Dagu's family, holding weapons tightly in their hands.
They wanted to take back their master to take charge of the overall situation, but no one dared to think that the Wang family master, who was so arrogant just now, was now in prison.
He turned and looked in the direction of the county seat: "It should be time!"
County government.
County Magistrate Guo climbed on the long table and carefully observed the poems spread on the table: "Strange! Wonderful! No! Still strange!"
Standing next to him, Qiao Xian Cheng was confused and asked, "What's so strange about this, sir? What's so wonderful about it?"
"The poem is wonderful and the writing is excellent! But this word?"
Qiao Xian Cheng looked at the ugly calligraphy and explained to Zhou Dagu: "Zhou Dagu's family is a military household. There is also a girl in his family. In the early years, his mother was ill and he owed a lot of money, so he had no paper to practice calligraphy. normal!"
Magistrate Guo shook his braids and circled the papers on the desk. He was older, only twenty-four or five years old.
If I hadn't wanted to stay away from my hometown and my parents' pressure to get married, I wouldn't have come here to be a county magistrate without power.
In his life, he loved poetry and famous calligraphy the most, and he had a lot of research on calligraphy.
Magistrate Guo touched the poetry paper and felt the power of his talent: "No! No, his handwriting is not ugly, but has a special character!"
"He must have practiced calligraphy for many years, but why is his writing so ugly? Is it intentional? It's not necessary!"
"It's really puzzling to understand what a genius does. No, I'm not willing to do it. I want to go find him and ask him!"
County Magistrate Qiao quickly candled Magistrate Guo and persuaded him: "My Lord Magistrate, what time is it now? The city gate has been closed! Besides, how can I go to their house in the middle of the night and ask if their handwriting is good?"
Magistrate Guo sighed and sat on the chair: "You should have just called me that day!"
"No, you didn't like eating with these vulgar warriors, which spoiled your interest, so you fled to the magistrate's house next door to drink?"
"I didn't expect that the Cai County Early Spring Literary Society would really have talented people who could write Dafu poems. Let alone Dafu, I didn't expect that they would be talented in writing poems!"
Magistrate Guo looked at the title of the poem and felt distressed: "If I were here, maybe my magistrate's name would be written on it. This is an opportunity to leave a name in history! Let me miss it just for a glass of wine!"
"I have decided to drink less... from now on!"
Magistrate Guo smiled and bowed to Prime Minister Qiao: "Brother, do you know who Zhou Dagu is in the early spring?"
The county magistrate smiled: "You should know this person's family background. A few days ago, someone came to Yumen Pass to ask about the one hundred and ten deserters. Have you forgotten?"
"He is the only one among the one hundred and ten who came back!"
"It's him!" County Magistrate Guo sighed: "He's really lucky. The two dragons on the mountain chanted twice that day, and a poem to support the country made the bottleneck that I had been trapped in for a long time somewhat loosened!"
"He was in Liangjie Mountain at that time. He must have been favored by the great Confucian who wrote poems to subjugate the country. He was nourished by the talent of poems to subjugate the country and became an entry-level Confucian scholar before the child examination!"
"It's just a pity that the imperial court has been blocking the news. We can't admire the poem that subdues the country, and we have no way of knowing which great scholar helped me improve my realm!"
"My dear brother, Zhou Dagu is a talented poet. It is our honor that he was born in our Cai County. We must protect him!"
Qiao Xian Cheng smiled and cupped his hands: "Now, Zhou Dagu has encountered something!"
"His mother died of illness early in his life, and now his father died on Liangjie Mountain. There is an uncle in the capital who has never had any contact with them!"
"He is the only one in the family, and there is a little girl who is fifteen or sixteen years old. I heard that his sister is extremely beautiful even for such a young age!"
Magistrate Guo stood up and looked at Magistrate Qiao: "Brother Xian, you have always been a gentleman, why do you care about the appearance of other girls?"
"It's not me, it's a member of the Wang family!"
"He? A vulgar martial artist who usually relies on the reputation of Master Zhang to show off his power. I disdain to control him. He really thinks he is a figure! Dare to bully me, Zhouda Mansion, Cai County? Come on! Go to the Wang family Bring me Wang Yuanwai...please come!"
Qiao Xian Cheng raised his hand and said, "Sir, we don't need to interfere in this matter!"
Qiao Xiancheng has been in Cai County for two years and has not been able to make a living. What happened at Zhou Dagu's house tonight reached his ears in just an hour.
This is also an unspoken rule in the county government. If he hadn't approved it, how could County Lieutenant Zhang take away the two squads of arresters so easily.
He opened his mouth and explained in detail to Magistrate Guo what happened to the Zhou family tonight.
County Magistrate Guo looked at the manuscript of the poem on the table and sighed: "What a great Zhou Dafu. It is really an excellent method. First burn its grain depot to destroy its reputation, and then let the anti-Jian clan elders and Wang Yuan's foreign master come out of nowhere. The most important thing is Lieutenant Zhang started arresting people, and this hand directly cut off their foundations!"
"This chain plan is a perfect one!"
Qiao Xiancheng was confused: "Sir, how are you sure that the burning of the Wang family's grain depot was done by Zhou Dafu?"
"As of now, it doesn't matter whether he did it or not!" Magistrate Guo was suddenly shocked: "Not good!"
"If Zhou Dagu did all this, then with his thunderous methods, he would definitely not take action rashly. I have seen many people like him since I was a child. With this kind of mentality, if you don't take action, you will definitely do it. It will destroy the enemy.”
"Go to the prison and see if Wang Yuanwai is still alive!"
Qiao Xian Cheng frowned: "Sir, why should we be so afraid of him, a mere grain merchant?"
"I'm not afraid of Yuanwai Wang!" Magistrate Guo closed the distance between him and Prime Minister Qiao: "Zhou Dagu's behavior is very similar to that of our family members! He has a benevolent heart, but has no face!"
"But he is just a child of a military family, and he still doesn't understand the rules for dealing with children of aristocratic families. I'm afraid that he will make mistakes and stain his reputation!"
"I will be leaving after the autumn examination this year. If I can have a student to rely on me before I leave, for me, it will be regarded as a meritorious education!"
Qiao Xian Cheng nodded silently. At this moment, he understood that the gap between children from poor families and those from aristocratic families was not entirely reflected in their studies.
"Then I will order someone to go to the county jail to check, no! I will go there myself!"
Qiao Xian Cheng stood up in a panic. As soon as he walked to the door, he suddenly saw a jailer running towards him in a hurry.
The jailer knelt down when he saw him: "Sir... Your Majesty!"
"What's up?"
"Wang Yuanwai is dead!"
"What?! Who killed him?"
"Leopard head!"
"Is that the leopard head with more than ten lives on his hands?"
"It's him!"
"I understand. You go back first. The Wang family comes to ask for the body. You must not let them leave!"
Qiao Xian Cheng had a complicated expression on his face. He couldn't understand why Zhu Xiandi's students had such a strategy.
He turned around and entered the county government office. Before he could speak, the county magistrate nodded gently: "I heard it! What a Zhou Dafu! What a Zhou Dagu! I admire such methods!"
Qiao Xiancheng was confused: "Sir, how should we investigate this matter?"
Guo Zhixian turned around and laughed: "Check? Check what? Leopard Head was released by Wang Yuanwai yesterday, and now he has killed Wang Yuanwai with his own hands. It must be that the two of them have a personal grudge! Isn't this very clear?"
Qiao Xian Cheng took a deep breath and cupped his hands: "Then, Zhou..."
"The state government really wants to see the manuscript of the poem? The cause of Wang Yuanwai's death is clear, so they asked Wu Zuo to examine the body. In addition, Zhou Dagu's poem is good. As a reward, twelve taels of gold is too light!"
County Magistrate Guo raised his head: "He is about to take the county exam. Such a genius will definitely pass the county exam. It's just that the spring planting of farmers outside the city is inevitably not very clean. I have a house near the city."
"You are familiar with him. Go and ask him. If he is willing, let him live here!"
Qiao County Cheng was still about to speak.
County magistrate Guo left with the poem: "My dear brother, don't say too much. Qiucha is coming soon. Cai County has good public security under your leadership, but there is a lack of education. If there is a candidate in the same year, I am afraid that our education will be ruined." Even if it’s bad, it’s average!”
Magistrate Guo spoke in a low voice: "Master Zhang came to see me. I know the deal between him and Zhou Dagu. Cai County finally came out. A student with poetic talent. As parents and officials, why can't we help him?" !”
"You come from a poor family, and your family can't help you!"
"The two of us have been in Cai County for two and a half years. I know you well. If I am promoted, you will be promoted with me!"
"Brother, in this world, the living are always more important than the dead!"
Qiao Xian Cheng clasped his hands and lowered his head: "Yes, sir, I will order you to conduct an autopsy and control the leopard head!"
The night is getting deeper, and the torches of the Wang family in the distance are getting closer and closer to Zhoujia Village.
Zhou Dagu moved a chair in front of the gate, sat on the chair, and looked at the row of torches!
His strength is limited and he cannot play chess, but sometimes he is a valuable chess piece, so what's wrong with that?
Everyone knows that the stars and the moon dominate.
But if you get lost at night, you don’t always need to rely on the Big Dipper to find your direction!
The early spring breeze is cool, and the excitement tonight is not over yet!
Zhou Dagu grabbed a handful of melon seeds and looked at the torch in the distance. He turned around and saw that a torch was also lit in the direction of Xiao Taoyuan.
He laughed!
