Outside Lindong County.
In a certain corner of the northeast corner of White Tooth Mountain, two new graves that had just been piled up were placed closely together.
The sky is full of paper money, flying in the wind.
Lin Yi, Zhang Dong, Li Wenbo and others stood in front of the new grave, silent.
County Lieutenant Li Si and several other policemen at the rear were exhausted and gasping for air.
"Why did this guy Zhao Zhongcheng die after he was fine?" Li Si was a little disappointed.
Several other detectives also shook their heads secretly.
Zhao Zhongcheng was reliable in his work at the Demon Suppressing Hall, and he didn't have the arrogance of a scholar. He was busy with everything.
Now that the person is suddenly gone, it’s a lie if I don’t feel sad.
Lin Yi looked at the new grave, remained silent for a long time, and said, "Zhao Zhongcheng, we have fulfilled your last wish and buried you and your wife together."
"Under the Nine Springs, may you rest in peace!"
"Wenbo!"
Lin Yi looked at Li Wenbo and said: "Stele!"
"good!"
Li Wenbo went down the mountain and moved the tombstones that had not yet been engraved on them, and stood in front of the two new tombs.
Lin Yi held the Wenbao Qinglang pen in his hand and squatted in front of the tombstone. He ran the tip of the pen in a righteous manner and wrote on the tombstone one stroke at a time:
"The benevolent man of Dayan, Chen Gongtao, is the tomb of Zhongzhao's wife, Chen family, Zhao Jing!"
The tip of Qinglang's pen penetrated the monument a few inches, and the monument contained a faint light of aura of righteousness.
The expressions of Zhang Dong and Li Wenbo changed slightly.
He immediately looked at this scene solemnly and was greatly moved.
write like an angel.
The words on the inscription.
It is almost impossible for ordinary scholars to engrave words on inscriptions.
The talent is flexible and soft, and when it reaches the tip of the Wenbao pen, it is impossible to enter the monument.
Unless the calligraphy of the scholar himself is good enough and the handwriting contains edge, it can be inscribed on a monument.
For example, Lin Yi can use a pen instead of a knife to carve inscriptions, in addition to his awe-inspiring and upright edge.
What's more, Lin Yi's calligraphy is as brilliant as an inscription.
"Zhao Zhongcheng left no life story. I can't make it up. Setting up this monument can prove that they have been in this world!"
Lin also put away his pen.
He stood up and looked at the tombstone in front of him.
Zhang Dong cupped his hands and said: "Lin Yi, Zhao Zhongcheng is a knowledgeable person, and he will definitely remember your kindness!"
"..."
Lin Yi was stunned for a moment.
It's better not to worry about him, lest he really becomes a ghost and is beaten to pieces by his righteousness.
"Let's go!"
There was only so much Lin could do for Zhao Zhongcheng.
Then he prepared to leave.
But that's it.
"Master, look!" Li Wenbo suddenly pointed at the new grave and shouted.
"Wenbo, what the hell... ugh!"
Zhang Dong was just about to turn around and scold Li Wenbo, but he was horrified to see two fluorescent butterflies flying out of the two new graves.
He was completely shocked!
Two butterflies fly side by side, entwined with each other.
"Is this a replica of Liang Shanbo and Zhu Yingtai?"
Lin Yi was stunned and lost his mind.
Then two light butterflies landed on Lin Yi's shoulders, flapping their wings gently.
"Mandarin ducks and butterflies fly together..."
Lin Yi did not move, and whispered softly, looking at the two butterflies with a smile, and said: "Perhaps for you, this is the best reunion, let's go!"
The two butterflies seemed to understand Lin Yi's words. After staying for a while, they fluttered their wings and flew into the sky...
Then disappeared.
"Master, is this a good story? I've only seen this kind of allusion in some wild journals, but I didn't expect it to actually exist!"
Li Wenbo watched the butterfly go away and looked at Lin Yi excitedly.
This is simply a story for the ages.
Zhang Dong guessed: "The world is full of wonders. After all, Zhao Zhongcheng has practiced Taoism. The transformation of butterflies may also be related to his Taoism!"
"Master Zhang is right!"
Lin has also read Wen Dao True Explanation and agrees with Zhang Dong's guess.
If a scholar has a literary palace, he will have a soul.
A sixth-grade Confucian scholar can cultivate the soul and be able to travel at night.
At the five moral levels, the soul will transform into a Confucian spirit.
These are all related to the soul.
So... Zhao Zhongchen and his wife Hua Die may really have something to do with Taoism.
"Let's go back!"
Zhang Dong went down the mountain.
Lin Yi and Li Wenbo didn't stay, and took one last look at the lonely grave on the barren mountain.
Then he turned around and walked down the mountain back to the city.
…
The next morning.
Lin Yi packed his bags and called Li Wenbo to ask for his resignation from Zhang Dong.
The incident involving scholars cultivating Taoism has been resolved, so there is no use for them to continue to stay in the county government.
Moreover, for a long time from now on, the people of Lindong County will no longer have to worry about scholars messing up the law with their writing.
after all……
Qian Qingwen's head is still hanging outside the gate of Lindong County, always warning readers.
"You want to leave? Are you in such a hurry? Isn't it still early for the provincial examination?"
Zhang Dong was writing a note for His Majesty in his study when he heard that Lin Yi and Li Wenbo were leaving.
At that time, I strongly tried to persuade him to stay.
"I'm not afraid of Mr. Zhang's jokes when I say this. I've never been out of Jinzhou before, so I plan to see more while I still have plenty of time..."
Lin Yi cupped his hands and said: "As the saying goes, reading thousands of books and traveling thousands of miles, you still have to walk more. Everything in the books is dead. Only by going out can you understand the world and get closer to the way of literature!"
"well said!"
Zhang Dong praised: "Lin Yi, I am very optimistic about your future. Since you have said so, if I try to keep you again, I will be harming you!"
"Go!"
"When you return to Pingzhou Academy, remember to come and visit me!"
Zhang Dong knew that Lin Yi had already decided to leave, so it would not be appropriate to try to persuade him to stay.
Lin Yi smiled and said: "I'm afraid that Mr. Zhang will have been promoted by then and I won't be able to find him!"
"Why!"
Zhang Dong sighed and said: "It's difficult, let's see again. My ability is actually very lacking. It would be good to practice more in Lindong County Yamen!"
He doesn't want to think about promotion now.
There is really a lack of ability, and the problem of scholars in small Lindong County is so serious.
After going to a larger government office in the state capital, I'm afraid I will be even more powerless.
"Master Zhang is so humble!"
"Your Excellency is an official of the imperial court and is practicing the laws of Dayan. Who dares to stop you?"
Lin also said the same.
The corner of Zhang Dong's mouth twitched slightly... He thought to himself: "You are very stubborn. You have the Saint Son's token and the favor of the two deans of Nanxiang Mansion. How can I compare with you?"
"That's what Academician Lin said!"
Zhang Dong smiled and nodded.
Then he looked at Li Wenbo and said seriously: "Wenbo, when will your father give you another brother? You have to persuade them to prepare for a second child..."
"You bitch!"
Li Wenbo blushed and scolded Zhang Dong angrily.
"Hahaha, get out!"
Zhang Dong waved his hand at Li Wenbo, and then personally sent Lin Yi and Li Wenbo away from the county government office.
Outside the county government office.
The two horses were led by the yamen, and Lin Yi said goodbye to Zhang Dong, but before leaving, he took out two golden tickets from his arms.
Twenty thousand taels of silver.
He handed it to Zhang Dong and said, "Please exchange this gold ticket into silver and allocate several thousand taels to Zhang Xiaoyan. It's not easy for her as a woman!"
"In addition, if Zhao Zhongcheng still has relatives alive... leave some for them."
"The rest will be used to help the people in the county. I don't have much money, so it's my little thought!"
"Thank you for your trouble, Sir. This is my merciless request!"
Lin Yi now has no idea about money.
A few rubbings can be exchanged for so much money. You can imagine how easy it is for scholars to make money.
On the contrary, it is the common people who are truly suffering.
This money... should be taken from the people and used for the people.
Li Wenbo was shocked when he saw this scene.
Zhang Dong held the golden ticket in his hand, looked at Lin Yi, clasped his fists and said sternly: "On behalf of Zhang Xiaoyan and the people in the city, I would like to thank Scholar Lin again for his righteousness!"
