Liu family mansion, a brightly lit hall.
Liu Zian fell silent after hearing his elder brother's words.
But the more Liu Zilin listened, the more confused he became:
"Isn't this guy demoted because he contradicted the current Holy Emperor and Princess Changle?"
Liu Zian frowned and glanced at him, impatient to explain:
"Demoting an official also depends on the place where he is being demoted. Not everyone is qualified to be demoted as the magistrate of Longcheng County."
After a pause, he was also a little confused:
"At first, I thought that this was just a little white rabbit who was stupid because of his studies. Otherwise, how could the nobles of the Wei family safely allow him to come over? Wasn't it obvious that he was given to us as a dog?
"With a clear identity and a nerdy mind, this is an option that everyone on both sides can reluctantly nod to and acquiesce in... But looking at it now, why does it look more and more like a winner thrown by the other side?"
Liu Ziwen lowered his head and thought silently, while Liu Zilin seemed to understand but not understand.
There was silence in the hall for a while.
At this moment, two people suddenly walked up to the corridor outside the hall.
It was a lame boy servant who respectfully brought in a plain-looking woman. The latter was about forty years old. Her face looked a bit long, but she was well-kept. She was dressed in the standard style of a woman from a wealthy family in the Zhou Dynasty. There was nothing special about it. .
"Dalang, it's time to eat. Erlang and Sanlang are here too? Let's eat together." The woman moved slowly and spoke slowly.
Liu Ziwen raised his head, smiled reluctantly, and nodded, "Thank you for your hard work."
Liu Zian and Liu Zilin also immediately stood up and responded, calling sister-in-law.
The woman's surname was Xu. Liu Ziwen got married very young and devoted himself to Guyue Sword Shop and other family businesses. He treated his first wife as a guest.
The parents of the three brothers of the Liu family died early, so the eldest brother is like a father, and the eldest sister-in-law is naturally like a mother, just like Ouyang Rong's aunt is like a mother.
No matter how arrogant and domineering Liu Zi'an and Liu Zilin are outside, they are still quite obedient in front of their eldest sister-in-law. This is also the norm in this era, and the sense of clan filial piety is very strong.
Therefore, no matter how busy or distressed the three brothers were, they had to eat the dinner prepared by Xu. This was a tacit understanding among the Liu family.
The same is true today.
At the dinner table, Mrs. Xu was very considerate to her two brothers-in-law. She was always enthusiastic about picking up food, asking for their welfare, and got up to pour them soup in the middle of the meal.
During this gap, Liu Ziwen, who always "eats without speaking", suddenly put down his chopsticks and stared at the plate of dishes in front of him.
"Since the county magistrate said he wants justice, then my third brother will go and demand justice tomorrow."
"yes, Sir!"
Liu Zilin nodded, his expression eager to try.
But Liu Zian next to him didn't seem to pay much attention to his brother's words. He glanced at Xu's back from the corner of his eye as he filled the soup, and then buried his head in eating honestly.
…
Luming Street, the Su family's residence.
after dinner.
In an elegant and secluded back garden.
The vegetation in Jiangnan is already lush, and fireflies are already appearing among the flowers at night during this season.
A certain little maid with a bun face covered a small light fan, jumping around in the flowers, catching fireflies everywhere, and shouting from time to time, "Miss, look, look, look," and "Oh, it's so big."
But occasionally there would be a sigh of disappointment. She would raise her head and sigh, looking at the fireflies flying away.
In a brightly lit gallery in the garden, a deserted girl with newly painted plum blossom makeup was flipping through a book by herself, turning a deaf ear to the personal maid who did not match her temperament.
Only when the sound of wrestling occasionally came, the deserted girl would lightly nod her head and say without raising her eyelids:
"I'll be hungry later. Don't eat cakes in the living room at night. Otherwise, my mother will make a lot of cakes every day and send them to you, thinking I'm greedy."
"..." The dumpling-faced maid's stomach was already growling.
Su Guo'er shook her head and turned another page of the poetry collection in her hand.
She is still reading Tao Yuanming's poems recently.
It's not because Su Guo'er is a little literary fan girl who admires celebrities.
Because of the prophecy made by the old fortune teller.
It predicted that she would meet a man who was destined to be a noble person. The old fortune teller did not say how "noble" he was. He only said that the most important thing was "meeting". This was the turning point of fortune. Su Guoer wanted to meet him as soon as possible.
This old fortune teller is not a simple person. He comes from the Shangqing Sect, one of the Three Pure Taoist sects in the south. He has a very high seniority. He has interviewed many people in the Su Guoer family. In some aspects, he is not inferior to those in the court around Empress Wei. The top horoscope...
Under the night, the deserted girl leaned lazily on the railing, her eyebrows painted with plum blossoms slightly frowned, and her fingers gently twisted a corner of the pale yellow book page.
The dragon lurks in the abyss... it rises out of the bright moon... I served as an official in this county and then resigned... I can write a poem about resigning and retiring...
Su Guo'er could only think of one person who met the above conditions.
That is what was recorded in the Longcheng County Chronicles, the famous figures Tao Qian and Tao Yuanming of the Eastern Jin Dynasty.
Not only does this man's name sound very consistent with the first two sentences of the prophecy, but he also served as a county magistrate in Longcheng County for eighty-one days. Later, he did not give up for five buckets of rice, became an official and then resigned. Moreover, he had great literary talents and left He has written many poems and songs, which are talked about by local people...
Nowadays, many of the place names and street names in Dragon City are derived from allusions related to this famous person.
Over the years, Su Guo'er found out that there were records in the relevant county annals. It seemed that this person had indeed written a poem about resigning and retiring before resigning. The name seemed to be... "Come Back and Come Back".
But this piece of poetry was lost somewhere and has not been handed down in its entirety.
In the end, the only slight deviation she regretted was...
This is a figure from the Eastern Jin Dynasty four hundred years ago!
Could it be that he is still a top Qi practitioner with a long life?
But even the top Qi practitioners would find it difficult to survive to this day, unless they have reached the top of the mythical lineage, an unknown rank? But... is it possible?
She felt it was unrealistic.
The deserted girl put down her collection of poems, held up the minibus, and stared blankly at the silly maid among the flowers, leaving a faint sigh in the evening wind:
"When I come back, I will give you my words... you will give me the bright moon... you will give me my words and poems..."
However, in recent days, Su Guoer's somewhat dead mood became a little more lively because of some things she heard from her sister from the Xie family who lived with her.
Some stories about the new young county magistrate.
This trend seems to be a little different...
The prophecy of the old fortune teller clearly pointed out that this destined nobleman would serve as the magistrate of Longcheng County, so Su Guoer had carefully searched the archives and classics before, but found that no magistrate of Longcheng County had resigned voluntarily in the past fifty years. Except for death from illness or Ding You.
She had also set her sights on several new county magistrates in recent years, but she was disappointed to find that they were either drunkards or dull people, and they had no interaction with her during their term of office, let alone gifts. It’s a gift of the moon.
When the current Ouyang Lianghan took office a few months ago, Su Guoer also brought a colorful ribbon to visit him. Unfortunately, he was nothing special. He was not like the kind of person described in the prophecy who was worthy of "the dragon hiding in the abyss". "The noble man of evaluation.
And what's quite funny is that Ouyang Lianghan just announced that he would control floods on the day he took office, but he fell off the bridge and drowned to death...
How could Su Guo'er not be disappointed? She was already very discouraged and unwilling to believe in fate anymore.
She might as well place her hopes on Tao Yuanming four hundred years ago, what if he really lives to this day?
At present, although she felt that a certain young county magistrate was gradually becoming interesting, Su Guoer did not hold out much hope. She would not give up easily on Tao Yuanming, who had already invested a lot of time and energy.
"I wonder if Sister Xie can help me find the poem about the hidden world."
Su Guoer whispered softly.
She silently stared at the night for a while. At a certain moment, her peripheral vision suddenly caught a familiar figure walking not far away. Su Guoer immediately stood up, left the gallery, and went to meet her.
"Sister Xie is back?"
"Little sister of the Su family." Xie Lingjiang turned around and said hello.
After getting closer, Su Guoer slowly stopped. She found that there was an extra girl behind the Xie family sisters, following closely. This seemed to be the first time that Xie sister had anyone enter the Su Mansion. Even her brother, the county magistrate, had not come here. Never brought it back.
Su Guo'er looked sideways slightly.
This is a tall bearded girl with deep eyes and a high nose, brown hair, and a pair of strange blue eyes. At this moment, it seems that she has been brought to this strange environment. The bearded girl lowers her head and is timid and weak. She does not look around, let alone make eye contact with her. .
"correct."
Xie Lingjiang seemed to be in a good mood and introduced with a chuckle:
"Her name is Zhi Ying. She was originally an orchid dancer from Yuanming Tower. Sister Su can call her Ying Niang."
"Then thank you sister for this..."
Xie Lingjiang's eyes were sharp and he took Yingniang's hand:
"Ying Niang had a miserable life. She was sold to this foreign country by a black-hearted merchant. She and I hit it off like old friends. Recently, I helped her complete the redemption. However, after leaving Yuanming Tower, she had no place to live for a while, so I brought her back. Now, thinking about letting her share a room with me... my sister won’t mind, right?"
Su Guo'er shook his head and said nonchalantly: "It doesn't matter. You don't have to squeeze into one room. I'll let Cai Shou clean another room."
Xie Lingjiang patted Yingniang's trembling hand and comforted her gently:
"Don't be afraid. Sister Su may seem cold-tempered, but she is still sincere in her treatment of others. She won't bully you like those people in Yuanming Tower did before. From now on, we can be regarded as our own sisters."
Yingniang seemed to feel at ease, and whispered: "Hello, Miss Su."
Su Guo'er nodded, but she obviously had more important things at the moment and had no time to pay attention to a little bearded girl. When Cai Shou came over, Su Guo'er ordered Cai Shou to take Ying Niang down to rectify her.
When the others were taken away, Su Baoer turned around and asked Xie Lingjiang directly: "Sister Xie is in the archives of the county government. Is there any news about Lai Xici's return?"
Xie Lingjiang was not surprised and nodded slightly:
"In addition to being busy with the matters assigned by my senior brother these past few days, I also went to check carefully, and indeed I discovered that in a certain edition of the county annals collected in the warehouse, it was recorded that the famous scholar of the Eastern Jin Dynasty did leave his last poem.
"As for its whereabouts, it was only mentioned above that before Tao Yuanming left Longcheng, he gave it to the abbot and friend of Donglin Temple at that time. I just don't know if this poem has been preserved in the Donglin Temple's collection."
Su Guoer's pretty face was happy at first, but then she was stunned, but in the end her face became more relaxed, and she whispered:
"It would be great if there is news, Donglin Temple..."
