high official

Chapter 11 Daddy
　But to Lin Qing'er's surprise, Wang Xian quickly put aside his frustration and asked her for the correct rhyme seriously.

Lin Qing'er was very happy to have something stronger than him.Daming Mandarin is also called Jianghuai Mandarin. It is not as soft as Wu Dialect, not as hard as Cantonese, and not as rough and simple as Northern Dialect. As the official language of Ming Dynasty, it is upright and elegant, and it is more elegant than the Central Plains Mandarin that has been transformed by Meng Yuanhu.

Scholars and businessmen in this era must learn Mandarin, because local dialects are different, especially in the south, and even within a prefecture there are several dialects, which sound like bird language to outsiders.Only by being able to speak official language can one communicate with local gentry officials.

To put it bluntly, Mandarin is the language of the upper class. If you can't speak Mandarin, you can't squeeze into the upper class.

The Lin family has a long history of education. Miss Lin can speak standard Jianghuai Mandarin and is a good teacher. Wang Xian has a high level of comprehension and is extremely serious in learning, which greatly satisfied Teacher Lin.

Along the way, I learned and taught one by one, and a day passed before I knew it.In the afternoon, the wupeng boat arrived at Qianqing Town, [-] miles northwest of Shaoxing.

When the boat was moored at the pier, Tian Qi went to the town's salt office to issue a visitation ticket. Although the salt field is not a prison cell, the restrictions on entry and exit are not too bad. Those who trespass will be charged with stealing official salt.

Tian Qi didn't get the ticket until it was dark, but it was impossible to visit today, so the three had to rest in the town.

It was so late, and there was no pole to hire at the pier, so Tian Qi had no choice but to say to Lin Qing'er: "Miss, help me drive him to the shore, and then let's go to the inn for the night."

Lin Qing'er's face turned red, and she secretly complained that Uncle Qi was ignorant, that men and women could not kiss each other, how could you let me, a big girl, help him?But I couldn't say this, so I had to endure my shame, and Hetian Qi set up Wang Xian one by one.

Wang Xian was half a head taller than Lin Qing'er, stood up, and put his arms on her shoulders, as if he was embracing her.

Lin Qing'er's face was hot, her heart was about to jump out of her throat, her feet seemed to be on cotton, and she didn't know how to help him ashore.

Fortunately, when they got ashore, Uncle Qi carried Wang Xian on his back, without Lin Qing'er helping him.When we arrived at the inn in the town, we asked for two guest rooms. Seventh Uncle asked in a low voice, "Miss, why don't I sleep with Brother Wang?"

Lin Qing'er was trembling with anger, could it be that I slept with him?
There was nothing to say all night, and the next morning, Uncle Qi said to Lin Qing'er: "Miss, wait for the news at the inn. Brother Wang and I will go, and we will be back in the afternoon."

Only then did Lin Qing'er realize that it was already the limit for the salt field to let two people in, so she smiled wryly in her heart, then what am I doing here?
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Tian Qi carried Wang Xian to the gate of the salt field outside the town.First check the ticket and road guide at the collection office.In fact, Wang Xian has no way to lead, but it is the same for Tian Qi to use money.After the release, the two of them entered the endless Qianqing saltworks under the leadership of a farmer.

Looking at it from a glance, it is open and flat, with criss-crossing paths, cutting out squares of salt fields. People work in the fields and walk in the ridges, much like the paddy fields in the south of the Yangtze River.

Looking at the waterwheels, the reeds in the distance, and smelling the salty smell in the air, Wang Xian felt very comfortable.It is comfortable for people to carry it on their backs without having to walk...

Chang Ding took Tian Qi through several salt fields, exhausting Uncle Qi with sweat and panting, before he came to a salt drying field.Chang Ding said to the busy servant: "Where is the king?"

"It's resting in the reeds." Yading was barefooted, barebacked, holding a big rake, and his whole body was tanned.After speaking, he shouted loudly to the prodigal son: "Wangtou, Lord Qian is here!"

"Master Qian is a rare visitor..." A few men stood up in the reeds. Among them was a middle-aged man in his early forties, with a round face and thick lips like Wang Gui's. Father Wang Xingye.I saw that he laughed before opening his mouth, and his words were full of affection, "Come in and have a rest, this trip is really far enough."

That old Qian's attitude towards him was obviously different from that of ordinary people, and he said with a smile: "Your son has come to bring you winter clothes."

"Uh..." Wang Tou was stunned when he saw Tian Qi and the baggage in his hand, and the people around him shouted: "Wang Tou, do you still have such a big son?"

"Don't talk nonsense!" Wang Tou glared at them, and apologized to Tian Qi: "Don't worry about the old seven, a bunch of thieves join the army, talking like farting, it stinks." Also seeing the enemy, the father's performance is comparable to the old lady Much stronger.

Tian Qi smiled and turned his head to the side, revealing Wang Xian's face, "Father, it's me..."

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The three of them entered the reed marsh, only to see that there was a hole in it.The Yandings cut out an open space in the house, spread thick reeds, and then built a shed, which is a resting place that can shelter from wind and rain.

Wang Xian saw that in the shed with the best location, there was a low table with several porcelain bowls on it. In the bowls were fennel beans, mixed seaweed, drunken shrimp, pickled fish, and a jar of rice wine.Looking around at the chopsticks, wine cups, dominoes and fishbone, it is obvious that the old man was drinking and playing cards with others just now...

Wang Xian was speechless at that time. Before he came, he imagined all kinds of tragic situations for his father, and he was already prepared for the horrible situation.I was still debating whether to cry, to cry silently or to cry loudly, but at this moment my mouth was wide open and I couldn’t close it. Excuse me, are you in a labor camp or on vacation?

Father Wang was a little embarrassed. His son dragged his sick body to see him, but he was here drinking a little wine and playing cards. It was really outrageous, so he could only laugh and say, "Enjoy the bitterness, enjoy the bitterness."

As he spoke, he carried his son on his back, and said to one of his subordinates: "Hurry up and get two hot dishes, and drink a few cups with Master Qian and Brother Tian." When he came in, he had money with him, and he had a friend who had sold favors when he was a prisoner , working as an official here, so he became the head of the kitchen as soon as he came here, and he basically never went to the fields to dry the salt.

But he knows how to be a human being, and no one is particularly upset.

Everyone knew that Wang Tou's son was brought to him on his back, definitely not to give winter clothes, he must have something to say, so they just drank and let his father and son go to a distance to talk.

Father Wang carried Wang Xian on his back to the beach where no one was around, and after a while he asked in a low voice, "Why did you do this?"

Father Wang would receive letters from his family telling him he was safe every month, but he didn't know anything about his son's almost being beaten to death, his family's high debts, and his daughter-in-law running back to her mother's house.

After Wang Xian finished talking about what had happened in the past six months, he said in a low voice: "Maybe Mother felt that Dad was doing hard labor here, so he couldn't help much, so he could only worry in vain, so she didn't say anything."

"Alas..." Father Wang sighed, he knew why his son had that expression just now.

Carrying Wang Xian on his back silently all the way, he came to the beach and found a big rock for him to sit on.Father Wang straightened up slowly, and sighed again: "Your mother looks smart, but she is actually an idiot. If she tells me, I can always get her money." As he spoke, he glanced at Wang Xian, his eyes There was a flash of sternness in the middle: "Who has the guts of a leopard and dares to touch my son?"

Wang Xian almost burst into tears, thinking, no wonder a guy like Wang Er wants his father to go home even in his dreams.It feels so good to have a father...

"Speak!" Papa urged.

"I don't know, they are six big and round people from other counties," Wang Xian said softly, "but they should have something to do with the Zhao family."

"..." Hearing the word 'Zhao Family', the coldness in Old Wang's eyes became ten times stronger, his fists were clenched and he let out a long breath, and asked, "Why did the Zhao Family set up Are you dying?"

"Because..." Wang Xian bowed his head and said, "My son asked someone to write a complaint, and wanted to avenge my father... Oops!" Before he finished speaking, he was punched in the head. The pain made him cry, and he hurriedly clasped his hands together. Hold your head.

"You bastard, you don't want to see how many bowls of dry rice you eat, and you want to learn from others to reverse the case!" The old man was so angry that his beard straightened up: "If I didn't see that you were still sick, I would have chopped you into eight pieces!"

"Father, the magistrate of Chen County's father has already been imprisoned and died..." Wang Xian held his head and said, "Lin Rongxing will also be killed in autumn."

"Alas..." Dad suddenly became depressed.Wang Xian guessed right. Back then he wanted to protect the magistrate of Chen County after he suffered severe punishment. He was counting on the county magistrate's father, Chen Ying, the censor of the Zuo capital with a great reputation and history, to be able to save his son while saving his son. Give yourself a hand.There was nothing wrong with this choice, but Chen Ying's downfall made him a joke.

The so-called 'good luck man' is nothing more than that.

"Father, you were wronged." Wang Xian said softly.

"Nonsense." The old man pouted. "Father, I never collect illegal money, just because I am afraid of retribution on you."

"Lin Xiucai was wronged too." Wang Xian said again.

"Yeah." At this point, the old man has nothing to say: "He can kill people with his bear, he can't even kill a chicken."

"That female corpse was not his wife at all, but was killed by a wealthy family upstream!" Wang Xian continued.

"Huh..." The old man said with a look of surprise on his face, "How do you know?"

"I am a Ming Qimin registered household, and Lijia Mutual Insurance. There is no way to hide the missing persons of small households. My father has been visiting for so long, but there is no news, which means that the deceased must be in the deep house."

"What else do you know?" The old man couldn't help but look at Wang Xian again. Is this still his son?
"I also know the murderer. In order to avoid finding out about him, he secretly coerced the Zhao family to file a complaint, because he knew that He Jianjian had a grudge against Chen Zhixian, and if he had the chance, he would definitely kill him!"

"That's right!" The father patted his son's thigh and said, "The grandson of the turtle came up with this idea!" After he finished speaking, he sighed and said, "I know what's the use. They used Yangmou, and it's already settled."

Wang Xian gritted his teeth in pain and said, "But Lin Rongxing's wife is probably not dead!"

"What?" The old man was surprised again: "How is it possible?"

"Very likely..." Wang Xian said in a deep voice, "I heard that Zhao Meiniang is a well-known beauty."

"Beauty is beauty, but it's too rough, otherwise Lin Xiucai wouldn't hit her." The old man said grimly.

"Now that everyone thinks she is dead and the case is over, why does the murderer behind the scenes have any reason to kill her?" Wang Xian said leisurely, "Since he can hide the death of a person in the family, of course he can hide it. There is one more person..."

　(Just a few tickets away from being blown up by Chang Hei, and everyone just had the heart to watch the tragedy happen? Please recommend tickets!!!!)

　　


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