The yamen in the old city is quite old. The vertical plaques on the left and right sides have the words "quiet" and "avoid" written on them. The Zhumen was ajar, leaving only a gap guarded by two government officials.
About half a foot away from the door, a large drum with worn red paint rested on a wooden stake, and two drum hammers for complaining of grievances were placed below. Further east, there was a notice board covered with portraits and handwriting.
Usually, there are also several reward orders for the most evil criminals.
Li Cai'er changed into a new set of clothes, and she looked quite pretty after her makeup. She came to the Yamen with a scroll in hand. Sure enough, before they got within three feet, they were blocked by two guards holding killing sticks: "Why are you here?" one of the government officials asked.
Li Cai'er followed what Chen Mo taught her and said bluntly: "Meet Commander Fan."
Another government official said with a cold face: "If there is a case, just beat the drum and complain."
"It's not about redressing grievances, it's just about offering treasures. This painting was made by painter Zhao Ping Zhao," Li Caier handed the painting to the two of them and said, "I would also like to ask the two eldest brothers to inform you. I would like to thank you in advance."
The long-faced yamen official took it curiously, opened it, and saw that it was just an ordinary landscape painting. After looking at it for a few moments, he put away the painting, put on a serious face and said: "This is not your microphone, please." Go back."
Ordinary people would dare to stay any longer, lest they be accused of "roaring the Yamen", but Li Cai'er came under the order. At that moment, she followed Chen Mo's instructions and said: "You two brothers should go there. Otherwise, the governor will get angry afterwards and it will be bad for you."
This sentence directly touched the hearts of the two of them. They looked at each other. The short yamen officer nodded slightly and said in a gentler tone: "Then wait a moment."
Li Cai'er responded naturally, and not long after, the officer with a surprised look on his face rushed back and returned the painting to her: "The governor said he would wait for you in the main hall."
"Okay." Li Cai'er nodded and took it. Weapons and instruments of torture were walking through the courtyard. A plaque with the four words "Mingjing Gaohang" was erected in the main hall. Fan Dong, whose temples were turning white, was sitting upright on the presiding seat. He also looked at Li Cai'er arrived.
Fan Dong said briefly: "Sit." He motioned for her to go to the wooden chair that had been prepared on the right.
However, Li Cai'er shook her head, pulled the chair over, placed it in the center of the courtroom, and looked at Fan Dong unceremoniously.
...
"If he treats you in a condescending manner, don't think about anything. Just look him in the eyes and hold for a while, and he will obey."
...
Chen Mo's instructions before leaving seemed to be lingering in his ears, and Li Cai'er still followed them. In fact, it was not what he expected. Before half a cup of tea, Fan Dong's face showed a trace of nervousness.
Li Cai'er spoke at the right time: "Zhao Ping asked, how much silver is this painting worth?"
Zhao Ping, two short words, destroyed all Fan Dong's defense lines in an instant. He no longer had the majesty that he had in front of others for a long time. The position of the presiding judge was on pins and needles. He quickly stood up and walked off the stage, lowered his head and said tremblingly: "It's worth a thousand Two pieces of gold!”
Li Cai'er never thought that the dignified county guard would be so shocked and embarrassed after hearing a person's name. He was so shocked that he was also timid. He said "good" in a panic and handed him the letter written by Chen Mo.
Fan Dong took it in panic and opened it, but there was only a poem inside:
'I go fishing alone in the countryside, the fish are smiling in the spring, and I recall in my dreams a hundred years ago, the dangerous peaks here were unique, with green grass, green grass, and melted broken rocks and steep cliffs. '
After just reading it once, Fan Dong was suddenly shocked, Zhao Ping? ! He is near Qinfeng County! Otherwise, how could we possibly know about the dispute between him and Du Hang over the creek!
Fan Dongqiang pretended to be calm and read it carefully. Then he realized the implication of "Zhao Ping" and immediately raised his hands to Li Caier and said: "Please tell Mr. Zhao that Fan will never be with Du again in his lifetime." There was a conflict in Hangzhou."
Li Cai'er nodded and said according to what Chen Mo taught her: "County Governor Fan is a smart person, just understand." After that, she turned and left the court. The painting did not sell to Fan Dong for money, but went to the next location.
"Zhao Ping..."
After Li Cai'er left, he slumped down on a chair beside him, sweating constantly. He didn't know if Zhao Ping had seen everything in front of him, but what was certain was that he walked around the gate of hell and came back safely. Already......
After Li Cai'er left the Yamen, she entered the Du Mansion in the same way. But after entering here, Chen Mo didn't let her do anything aggressive again.
Du Hang already had three wives and concubines, and four more children. When he heard that Li Caier came in the name of Zhao Ping, he called out his family members and let her see them all, and then asked about Zhao Ping.
It's just that Li Caier answered ambiguous questions and said nothing for a long time. Once it came to Zhao Ping's location and whereabouts, she just smiled and said nothing.
This can't help but make Du Hang feel disappointed. The once-never meeting has finally become a fact today. Mr. Zhao really doesn't want to see him.
Li Cai'er saw his sad face and couldn't help but admire Chen Mo's ability to predict things. She said calmly: "City Lord Du might as well read this letter."
Du Hang took it over, and the poem had the same content. It was nothing more than a warning to the two of them not to fight each other anymore. It just added another paragraph to Du Hang's Chen Mo:
"Accept this girl as your foster sister, and take good care of her. Just treat her like a little noodle to me."
It said "care" rather than "care". It was obvious that he did not want Du Hang to have any other ambiguities. Just as he was thinking for a moment, Li Caier said again: "There is another painting. Zhao Ping said, how are you willing to buy it."
Du Hang had to sigh at the young master's calculation. Even after more than ten years, he was still able to make such a trivial plan watertight. It not only gave him a justifiable reason, but also enabled him to achieve his expected goal.
"What's your name?" Du Hang suddenly changed the subject and asked kindly.
"Li Cai'er." The latter didn't think much and simply said his name.
Du Hang asked curiously: "You are the one who married into the Guo family..."
Although Li Cai'er didn't understand why he asked, she nodded and said, "Yes."
"Since Mr. Zhao asked you to send the painting, he must have entrusted you with it. Let's do this. Du is willing to marry you Jinlan. What do you think, Miss Cai'er?"
"ah??"
Li Cai'er opened her mouth in surprise, as if she felt an auditory hallucination in her ears. The lord of the new city of Qinfeng County, the actual person in power thousands of miles away, actually wanted to accept her as a adopted sister? !
This... is really incredible.
Du Hang laughed and said: "Since you don't say anything, then Du will take it as your acquiescence. Where does my little sister live now? If it is convenient, we can move to our house to live together tomorrow."
"Huh? This..."
Li Caier couldn't believe what Du Hang said was true. Could this be a trap? But then she thought about it, what was valuable about her?
Or in other words, will Du Hang, the lord of the city, lack a married widow like her?
"If you must thank me, then thank Mr. Zhao." Du Hang reminded him in time.
Li Cai'er suddenly realized what she was dreaming about, and suddenly realized what she didn't want to understand.
"Thank you City Master Du for the advice. Is there a place to bathe here?"
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When Li Cai'er returned to Shengcai Building, Chen Mo was in the room, teaching Guo Yu the most basic boxing skills. The children also practiced in a orderly manner, which seemed to be the case.
Seeing that Li Cai'er was dressed like a girl, Chen Mo didn't think much and said to her: "The money for the clothes has been refunded, and the drunkard incident has been successfully resolved. You don't have to worry too much."
"Yes." Li Cai'er nodded slowly, then gave Guo Yu a sling of money, and said with a slightly trembling voice: "Yu'er, go out and give it to your Uncle Chen, and bring back a barrel of wine from Nanshi."
"Mom, Nanshi is an hour away from here." Guo Yu said doubtfully. He only felt that his mother had become more beautiful today, but he couldn't explain why.
"Go if you are told. When did you learn to negotiate conditions!" Li Caier said in a feigned rage. Seeing that her mother was about to get angry, the child quickly took the money and ran away, for fear of being beaten if she stayed here too long.
Chen Mo saw some clues. He sat down on the table, poured a cup of tea by himself, and said, "Please call the child back, I don't want to drink any wine."
"Son..."
Li Caier's cheeks flushed red, and she moved unnaturally to cover the curtains, but Chen Mo sat down and stopped her: "You should know that I am not a person who wants to repay favors. "
Li Cai'er suddenly felt ashamed and ashamed, and said cowardly and inferiorly: "Young Master is a gentleman, but I am a slave who has no shame in being poor and lowly."
Chen Mo laughed and said: "Sit down, I just happened to have something in my heart, so I can chat with you casually."
Seeing that Chen Mo had no such plan for the time being, Li Cai'er hesitated for a while before sitting across from Chen Mo.
Chen Mo said: "Actually, I am just a person like you. I also think about the right and wrong of something. Take today's incident as an example. I think what I did was not appropriate."
"For me, helping you is a trivial and harmless thing, but for you, a person's destiny has changed. Is this reasonable? This kind of interference with the truth of objective existence with absolute power is not against the will of heaven. ?"
When Chen Mo said this, he looked at Li Caier's confused expression and laughed at himself, but then said:
"If every monk helped his relatives and friends in this way, the secular world would be in chaos. Not everyone can restrain their desires. Some people want to wear yellow robes. Some people want to live and die in a dream, but with the help of this omnipotent power, everything is easy."
"The law of heaven is ruthless, and the fittest survive. A lion fighting a rabbit is the result of natural selection. If I see this scene and kill all the lions, I will directly harm the lions and indirectly harm the rabbits. I will be guilty. This is The consequences of disobedience to heaven."
"Light can't help the world, we can only save ourselves."
Chen Mo said to Li Cai'er word by word: "So, don't expect others to save you from now on. The only savior for everyone is yourself. You have to learn to change in order to adapt to the way of heaven and this world of survival of the fittest."
It's strange that Li Cai'er understood. In fact, Chen Mo didn't know why he said this. He just helped Li Cai'er and thought deeply about why cultivators can't help mortals, which triggered associations.
If there was anything wrong with him, let's just think of it as gibberish in his drunken dream.
Chen Mo finally left Qinfeng County before night. He didn't touch Li Cai'er. It wasn't that he had any inner scruples, but he just felt that he couldn't. This was his usual style.
For him, after the cause and effect of Qin Feng County is over, the beauty he has longed for most is right in front of him. Is he filled with joy, or is he just like the moon in the mirror?
Chen Mo didn't know that he was just at the highest altitude of the sword, letting the strong wind howl.
