Lin'an Prefecture has nine counties under its jurisdiction, and the remaining seven counties are all Ji counties. Only Qiantang and Renhe are under the direct jurisdiction of Lin'an Prefecture, which is Chi County.
Prime Minister Qin did not delay the order issued by the palace in the morning.
Before I got home, I had already sent someone to ride the horse to Qiantang.
As for the Wang family...
Qin Hui didn't dare to hide the truth. He told his mother everything about the inside story and what Li Qingzhao had done in these years.
"Lao Jiu is so mean that he doesn't even care about his parents' lives. He is the only one in the world who cares about him."
"It's not that I don't want to help, it's just that my cousin really went too far."
"Besides, it's not like she has always looked down on our family, so why do you have to stick to her so warmly?"
"Lao Jiu has been very weird lately," Qin Hui thought for a while, "I can't tell what's wrong, but I feel like it's better not to offend him less before the golden messenger comes."
While Mrs. Wang was applying ointment to Qin Xi, she didn't even look at Prime Minister Qin who was standing aside:
"My cousin looks down on you, Qin Huizhi. What does it have to do with me?"
"When my aunt was alive, we had a deep love for each other as sisters. Now that my aunt is gone, she has been living so hard and has never said a word to you, Prime Minister Qin."
"And now, the emperor wants to take action against my cousin. This is your attitude, isn't it?"
Qin Hui wanted to explain: "It's not that, but..."
"Your reputation as Prime Minister of the Song Dynasty has been lost in vain. Your relatives can't protect it, and your son can't avenge himself after being beaten. Qin Huizhi, Qin Huizhi, tell me, you really regard my Wang family as your own." ?"
Wang's voice became louder and louder, and the force of applying the medicine became stronger, which made Qin Xi groan in pain.
After a long time, Prime Minister Qin forced out a smile and said with great tenderness:
"Madam, you are serious. How can I be such an ungrateful person?"
"My cousin is well-known among the people and in the literary world. No matter how bold Lao Jiu is, he will definitely not dare to do anything to her."
"As for the eldest brother's hatred..." Qin Hui narrowed his eyes, "Yue Fei is going to die anyway. Let his son be with him when the time comes, so that we will not be alone on the road to hell."
Wang snorted softly, accepting his explanation.
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Qiantang.
When the Qian family of Wu Yue ruled Hangzhou, this was already the first county in Hangzhou.
After encountering Zhao Gou and crossing south, Lin'an was established as the capital, and this was still the first county in Lin'an Prefecture.
In addition to the original local villagers, many people from the north also settled here.
If you want to ask why you didn't go to Lin'an, which is eighty miles away, you probably were frightened when Bianjing City was destroyed that day.
Li Qingzhao is already fifty-seven years old. If he had not encountered the Jingkang Rebellion, he would now be full of children and grandchildren, enjoying only a family relationship.
Now she can also write lyrics, compose poems, draw pictures, and embroider.
However, she prefers to hang out with those people who fight against gold and listen to the stories of gold-killers.
Only in the story, the golden man is the one who can be easily slaughtered.
Although her house is not the best in Qiantang, it is spacious and far away from the busy city. It is quieter than before.
Qin Twelve is the ninth in the Qin Mansion... Since Qin Liu's death, he has been ranked sixth among the eight stewards in the Qin Mansion.
Unlike others, he is quite good at poetry, and he is also proficient in painting and calligraphy. He has a bookish air all over his body.
If he didn't say it, others would only regard him as a pretty scholar from some family, and would never associate his identity as a domestic slave with him.
Perhaps because he knew that Li Qingzhao didn't have a good impression of him, he asked Qin Twelve to come, which can be regarded as Prime Minister Qin's good intentions.
And now at this time...
Qin Twelve stood in the courtyard, feeling very embarrassed.
He had already explained his purpose of coming, and made it clear that it was the emperor's invitation, not Prime Minister Qin's intention.
But this layman Yi An just used him as a tree... She wrapped her hair casually with a cloth, rolled up her sleeves, and kept going back and forth from the room to the courtyard, and unexpectedly...
Just washing clothes.
She looks like a real peasant woman.
"Businessman, this time we are indeed invited by the officials, we should set off as soon as possible."
It's past Hai hour now, and it's definitely impossible to leave.
But tomorrow, no matter what, I should go back and finish the job.
Li Qingzhao still didn't say anything, and she didn't know how many pieces of clothes she washed at once. It was almost half an hour, and she didn't stop.
Just when Qin Twelve was in a dilemma and was thinking about whether to use force.
The door of the house was knocked.
Can we still have guests at this hour?
Li Qingzhao walked slowly to the door. When he passed by Qin Twelve, he still didn't look at him.
As soon as the door opened and he saw the visitor, the layman Yi An finally seemed to have flesh and blood and started to smile.
"Xiaowuguan, you finally remembered me."
I saw a young man running in, wiping his sweat and saying:
"Master Yi An, please don't make fun of me. I have great courage and dare not forget you."
After saying that, he looked at Qin Twelve standing in the courtyard. He knew that there were often visitors here, so he didn't take it to heart and continued:
"I have news for you...that, that..."
Seeing that he was talking about him, Li Qingzhao smiled and shouted into the room:
"Xiao Wan'er, look who's here."
Another little girl ran out of the room. She looked similar to Li Qingzhao. She also covered her hair and rolled up her sleeves.
The pair of eyes are really beautiful, and they flicker in this night, as if the moon is in their eyes.
"Lu You!" The girl couldn't hide her excitement when she saw the visitor, but she quickly asked, "Why did you come to Qiantang if you don't stay in Shanyin?"
"Why, aren't you also from Shanyin? You can come to Qiantang, but I can't?"
"You are such a ignorant person! If someone asks you a question with good intentions, just forget it if you don't want to say it. I don't want to listen yet!"
"You don't want to listen, but I don't want to talk!"
The two quarreled for a few more words. Li Qingzhao saw this and coughed slightly, interrupting the conversation:
"Xiao Wan'er hasn't reached the age of hairpin yet. Xiao Wuguan, you should be careful about what you say."
Lu You lowered his head and said yes, then heard her ask:
"Now that the person you want to see has met, you should also tell me the news you should tell me, right?"
"That's right!" Lu You blushed, "My father was recalled to Lin'an, and he was asked to be a housekeeper!"
Although he had little power and was not of high rank, he had to be by the emperor's side all the time, and he was usually the emperor's favorite person.
There are many roads leading to the center of the imperial court, and living in Sheren is undoubtedly one of them.
After hearing this, Li Qingzhao paused and asked, "Where are the others?"
"He took his men to find a place to tie the mules. I walked faster, so I got here first."
"I want to see Xiao Wan'er first!"
These words made both young people blush. Li Qingzhao was joking, but he was already thinking about it in his heart.
Monk Fohai just asked someone to deliver a letter yesterday, and today the emperor summoned him to Lin'an.
Knowing that the Zhao family is small-minded, I am afraid that I will suffer some hardships if I go there this time.
He was not afraid of suffering, but thinking about facing the Emperor, Li Qingzhao was afraid that he would not be able to control himself and would say something disrespectful.
In this way, losing her life is a small matter, but losing her grandfather, father and late husband's loyal reputation is a big deal.
Although listening to Fohai's description, the Zhao Guan family is somewhat different from what everyone knows.
But no matter what, the cowardice and insistence on asking for peace without fighting were the actions of that person.
Now, this person called Lu Zai over again and made him a living room attendant.
Li Qingzhao was a little confused about the emperor's thoughts.
She finally looked at Qin Twelve, who looked humble.
"You can pick me up again tomorrow."
