Han Shuxian was talking to Li Youdi and others, and Mo Ziwan was also talking to Murong Qingyuan, Mo Li, and Li Linsong.
Li Linsong said first: "Master Wei is so powerful! After one slap, Uncle Fan and Aunt Chen were slapped twice on the face. If they were slapped a few more times, their faces would be turned into pig heads."
As he spoke, he also slapped his hands, "I will be a high official in the future. If anyone dares to bully me, I will have the officials slap them in the mouth, slap them with a board, and spread their butts."
"If you want to be a high official, you must study hard now! Read more like Brother Qingyuan. Only after you study hard will you be able to be a scholar, a high-ranking scholar, a top scholar, and become a high official." Mo Ziyuan reminded Li Linsong that becoming a high official is not easy. Come.
Li Linsong readily agreed, "Okay, I will read more and study more in the future. I want to be a high official. Being a high official is very prestigious."
It's always good to have dreams. As for the fact that the purpose of becoming a high official is to show off one's prestige, there is no need to correct it. He understands it one step at a time. The current understanding is completely in line with his age.
Mo Li was timid, so when he saw Li Linsong's excited look, he asked in confusion, "Aren't you afraid? The county magistrate is so fierce, he beats people at every turn."
Li Linsong replied: "I was afraid at first, but the county magistrate didn't attack us, and he didn't hit us. He only hit those who stole our things, and I wasn't afraid anymore."
"Yes!" After hearing Li Linsong's words, Li Linsong felt that there was nothing to be afraid of. He and his grandmother had beaten Fan Duoduo's mother before. The county magistrate is a good official who specializes in fighting bad people. Why am I still afraid? After thinking about it, Mo Li said, "I'm not afraid of going to the Yamen again in the future!"
Mo Ziyuan was speechless, "We'd better not go in the future!"
Mo Ziwan was speechless at Mo Li's words, and also felt speechless that after going to the Yamen today, there was no place for heroes to play. Standing in the Yamen today, she seemed to be superfluous.
The wording is not correct, how can it be similar? He was superfluous and never said a word from the beginning to the end. I was secretly amused and wanted to say that if I had known better, I would not have gone, but I knew that if I had known better, I would still have gone.
The best thing is to never let this happen again.
As soon as a large group of people arrived at the entrance of the village, Mo Ziwan and the other four people who were walking in front were shouted out by the villagers they encountered and asked with concern: "Wanwan, are your grandparents and the others okay?"
Mo Ziwan raised a sweet smile, "It's okay, my grandma, godfather, and uncle Youdi are all back. They are at the back." When Mo Ziwan said the back, she stretched out her hand to point to the back.
"It's fine!" The villager asked after asking, "How are Fan Dali and the others doing? What they did is so unethical."
"They were slapped by the county magistrate. The magistrate said that they had bad intentions. They acted as thieves and stole our milkweed. They admitted their mistake on the surface, but secretly wanted to extort our money. A typical two-faced sect. , full of bad intentions, and said that they would be punished!" Mo Ziyuan succinctly stated the meaning of Wei Changfeng's words.
She thought about it along the way and someone asked, so she just said it. She kept talking until she reached the door of her house. When she got home, she picked up the water glass handed to her by Du Shi and drank it in one gulp.
Murong Qingyuan smiled and said, "You didn't say it in court. You can make up for it when you get home."
Mo Ziyuan felt this when she heard it, and made another good excuse for herself, "The purpose of my going is to tell the people in the village about the injustice of the Fan family and the punishment they received when I go home."
Mo Ziyuan felt that she had stolen something from the Fan family and tried to extort money from them along the way, so everyone knew how despicable the Fan family was.
She thought she spoke very clearly, but Li Youcai and the others who were a step behind them were many times more detailed and clear than she was. After explaining the dirty thoughts of the Fan family, they even gave them a good scolding. Li Changyu, the uncle who had just arrived in the village, was also spitting. Compared to Mo Ziyuan's euphemism, Li Youcai and others' explanations were simple, direct, and even crude. They also directly scolded the Fan family and the couple as not human beings.
The group talked a lot and wasted more time. Mo Tingyu and Li Changyu, who returned home a step behind Mo Ziwan and the other children, listened to Mo Ziwan's remarks.
After Wu Wu said what he said, Song Nanzhi smiled and said, "I want you to tell me that when you entered the village, your Uncle Shu and Uncle Youcai, and your Uncle Youdi told everyone everything that happened in the yamen. It doesn't take a moment. It will spread throughout the village, and by tomorrow even the dogs in the village will know about it."
Li Changyu also followed up and said: "The Fan family is not a good person. If they feel that the compensation is too much, they will not pay. They will apologize in person and act like a good person, but they will do dirty and shameful things behind their backs. Let's see how they can stay in the village in the future."
If it were anyone else, Song Nanzhi would be soft-hearted, but she was not so kind to the Fan family. When he thought of the bad things Chen said about her granddaughter, she wished she would die. She liked to gossip so much that people in the village now I was afraid that everyone would gossip about her. Not only would they be gossiped about, but the backbone of the Fan family would be broken. She said in a very relieved tone: "It's best if you can't stay here any longer. It's best to get out of our village."
Mo Tingyu didn't pity them either, "Whoever makes them think evil is harming others and themselves."
"Grandpa is right. If they don't want to take advantage of us, they won't harm themselves." This is a typical example. Modification is a good story. It is true that the story comes from life.
There is no rush in the story, the main thing now is to create a unique Blue Bay Village.
Mo Ziyuan recalled some modern rural construction. Although she only knew a little bit about it, it was almost enough.
Comprehensive modern rural revitalization plan, Mo Ziyuan classified rural revitalization into two categories, one is the development of tourism to enhance the economy, and the other is industrial revitalization to enhance the economy.
Tourism was denied at first. There are green waters and green mountains everywhere, scenery everywhere, but in the era of slow traffic and horses, it is definitely the best place to travel in modern times, but it is not favored by people here, so the tourism plan is a bit different. Neither applies.
As for industry, the food in the workshop counts as one, and you can also think of other things, such as growing medicine, but no one knows how to grow it now, at least it can't be considered an industry yet.
Industrial revitalization can not only drive the local economy, but also create some more advanced things.
From creation, I thought of printing. When I thought of printing, I immediately thought of making paper, and there was even a market for it.
But how can we explain the art of papermaking?
Mo Ziwan didn't want to use dreams as an excuse anymore. She thought about telling her godfather tomorrow about her thoughts and asking him to look for him to see if he could find a master who knew how to make paper, or find some method of making paper.
As long as there are people who know how to make paper, or some ideas, they can find a way to build this paper industry.
However, on the second day, before Mo Ziwan had time to talk to Han Shuxian about papermaking, she was invited to the Fang family's house by someone from Beijing, along with two elders of the Mo family.
Mo Ziwan and Murong Qingyuan originally wanted to follow, but Han Shuxian dismissed them with just one sentence. They did not dare to say anything more about going, and said to Mo Ziwan: "Yesterday you were delayed in class when you went to the Yamen, and you will be delayed again today, and We didn’t know what the situation was like when we left, and we might not be able to come back today, so do you want to delay it every day?”
To Murong Qingyuan, he was even more simple and rude, "You can become a scholar by following me every day?"
Mo Tingyu and Song Nanzhi became quiet as soon as they saw Han Shuxian's arrival. They looked at each other and smiled. Fortunately, someone could tell them better.
Seeing the three people walking away, Mo Ziyuan could only content herself with teaching the village children to read at home. Until after class in the second half of the day, the three people had not returned yet. Mo Ziyuan couldn't help but become worried and went to the Han family to find Yu Silian. , "Why haven't my godmother, godfather and grandparents come back yet?"
Yu Silian picked up Mo Ziwan and said, "Don't worry, if they don't come back tonight, they will definitely send your brother Changhu back to tell them."
As Yu Silian expected, while they were talking, Changhu drove the carriage back to the village. After arriving home, he told Yu Silian and Mo Ziwan that the three of them would not be back tonight. Not only would they not come back, he would also pick them up. Li Changyu asked Li Changyu to rush to Li's house to take Li Changfeng to Beijing.
My uncle was going to the capital with his father to sell mountain products. Should he pick him up to testify? "Did your godfather say anything else?"
Changhu smiled, "
The master knew you would ask Miss Wanwan. The master said that Mr. Fang has found out that the youngest son of the Huang family beat your father to death four years ago. Today, he asked Grandpa Mo and Grandma Song to go to the Fang family to double check what he found. Again. "
"I asked my uncle to go and ask about the situation at the time of the accident, and see if we can find one or two pieces of evidence based on the situation at the time."
"The master said everything is fine! Don't worry, he said he will stay at Fang's house for the next two days and will not come back until Dali Temple has finished the case."
After hearing this, Mo Ziyuan was happy that she had taken advantage of her father and that her revenge on her mother would soon be avenged, but she regretted that she could not witness it with her own eyes.
"Brother Changhu, after the time for the trial of the case in Dali Temple is set, you can come back and tell me so that I can set up a candle holder at home to comfort my parents."
After hearing this, Chang Hu sighed with Mo Ziwan's filial piety and promised, "Okay, I'll come back and let you know once it's decided."
After Changhu promised, he didn't delay any more. He would pick up the people and send them to Beijing later. If he delayed any longer, he would be afraid that it would get dark and it would be difficult to travel.
"Godmother, I also want to go to the capital. I want to see what the people who harmed my parents look like? See what punishment they will receive. Then I can tell my parents."
"Godmother, my grandparents must be very sad. It would be great if I could stay with them. With me here, I can also comfort my grandparents."
"Godmother, how about we watch from a distance outside the Yamen on the day the case is being tried? I want to wait outside for my grandparents to come out."...
As soon as Changhu left, Mo Ziwan started to act coquettishly towards Yu Silian.
Yu Silian, like the two elders of the Mo family, how could she say anything better than Mo Ziwan? In addition, Mo Ziwan was bombarded with tears. In the end, she was so bombarded by Mo Ziwan's tears that she shed tears and agreed with tears: "Okay, do it. Mom will take you there, and we will pick up your grandparents together."
He threw himself into Yu Silian's arms, hugged Yu Silian tightly, and said softly and softly, "Thank you, godmother."
