After the death of the previous emperor, the Empress Dowager became arrogant

Chapter 323 See His Comprehension



Chapter 323 See His Comprehension

Obviously he noticed something unusual.

Magistrate Zhao said hurriedly, "It's the Imperial Censor from the capital, his surname is Gong. I've seen that man too, he's a weak young boy, not as strong as him."

He pointed to his son-in-law Qian Xiucai who was immersed in the painting beside him.

Qian Xiucai looked up in bewilderment: "Ah, is father-in-law talking about me?"

They both rolled their eyes.

"I seem to have heard of this person." The county magistrate glanced at the painting. "He is a new official of the Censorate and also serves in the Dali Temple. He has little experience, but he is very trusted by your majesty. Why did he suddenly come to see you?"

County Magistrate Zhao paused, looked at Scholar Qian and said, "Do you still remember the Wang Fugui you told me about?"

Qian Xiucai suddenly realized, "Could it be related to him?"

Magistrate Zhao nodded, "It is indeed related to him, but it is not a bad thing. From the tone of that Lord Gong, it seems that he met Wang Fugui by chance, and they hit it off immediately, so he came to me to express his gratitude. I have put all the thank-you gifts into the warehouse, but there is still a painting like this in it. I thought about it for a long time, but I still can't guess what his intention is."

Qian Xiucai hurriedly asked, "You mean, he came to see you because of Wang Fugui?"

"Yes." Magistrate Zhao said, "So I thought, since you and Wang Fugui are from the same hometown, you should be able to guess it."

The county magistrate pondered for a while, then snatched the painting away and examined it carefully in his hands.

Young eagle?

Qian Xiucai also leaned over, suddenly opened his eyes wide and said, "Could this eagle refer to... him?"

The other two looked up at the same time, "Who?"

"Brother Wang," Qian Xiucai felt a little uncomfortable being stared at, "Since he came here because of Brother Wang, then this eagle naturally refers to Brother Wang."

Magistrate Zhao scolded, "Stop fooling around! I'm talking to you about serious matters!"

The county magistrate suddenly said, "It's not nonsense, the painting does have this meaning."

"Be more specific." said County Magistrate Zhao.

"How old is Wang Fugui?"

Qian Xiucai replied: "Three years older than me."

He is twenty-three this year, so Wang Fugui should be twenty-six.

It is indeed a bit of a stretch to call it a fledgling at this age, but it is not completely impossible.

Magistrate Zhao asked again: "What does this cage mean?"

"The cage..." The county magistrate thought carefully and asked, "What about Wang Fugui's ability and knowledge?"

This question stumped Qian Xiucai.

He also reunited with Brother Wang after returning to his hometown a year ago. When his family moved away that year, they were both just ignorant children, and even if they had any talents, it was not obvious.

He asked his father-in-law for help because they were fellow townsmen and playmates, and he just wanted to help him find a job.

As for knowledge, he really didn't know much about it.

The county magistrate knew the truth from Qian Xiucai's face and changed the subject, "Since we just met, it's normal that you don't know these things."

To Qian Xiucai, these words were a accusation against him for not being able to judge people well.

He was so embarrassed that he lowered his head and dared not look at his father-in-law again.

The county magistrate glanced at Qian Xiucai and continued, "Perhaps the intention of that gentleman is the same as his, just to help Wang Fugui, and there is no other intention."

Magistrate Zhao frowned, "That's it?"

The county magistrate returned the painting to County Magistrate Zhao, clapped his hands and said, "Are you overthinking it, sir?"

County Magistrate Zhao took the painting in confusion and looked at it again and again.

The picture of a trapped young eagle does not mean that he has treated Wang Fugui unfairly by making him just a small village chief?

He was so happy for a long time, thinking that the painting was meant to promote him.

He had originally thought of transferring Wang Fugui to another place according to the orders of that adult, so that he could take advantage of the situation to gain some benefits.

After looking at it, is this the result?

Magistrate Zhao was dejected and waved his hand to the two men, saying, "Okay, you all go away. I'll be alone."

He didn't believe it, so he picked up the painting and looked at it for a long time, trying to find something different from it.

On the driveway outside the city.

"Master, why did you give him such a painting?" the person next to him asked Yuan Qing.

"It depends on his understanding." She stopped and said, "Recruiting a new county magistrate will not be of much help to Yifeng County. Besides, County Magistrate Zhao does not have any major problems. He can still be used after some persuasion."

The new magistrate helped him to cope with the pressure, and he just stayed down and did his own thing. In reality, the power of the entire Yifeng County was still in his hands.

If he understood it, he should work hard to accumulate his abilities.

The cage is the current situation, and the young eagle represents his rebirth and also represents the rebirth of Yifeng County.

After she finished speaking, she looked at An San who was following behind her, "I didn't write to you, why did you come here suddenly? If you had planned to go to Beijing earlier, wouldn't it be a good idea for you to come with me?"

An San scratched his head in embarrassment, "I heard that there was no one to serve the master, and I heard that Xiao Xiao had also gone back, so I thought that since Lao Ba was in Yuzhou, I would leave him here."

After returning, Yuan Qing mentioned the matter of changing the county magistrate of Yifeng County to Lu Zhao.

He had been an official in the court for many years and must know more than her.

Lu Zhao thought about it seriously.

Yuan Qing moved his stool closer and asked him, "Do you have a candidate?"

Hearing the voice, Lu Zhao raised his head and said, "No."

"...Then you..." Yuan Qing imitated him and pondered, "What were you doing just now? Wasn't it thinking?"

Lu Zhao sat up straight and uttered a few words after a long while: "I'm thinking about what to eat later."

Yuan Qing: "..."

"Let's not talk about that for now. I'm going to show you something good."

As he spoke, Lu Zhao took out a red post from behind him.

Yuan Qing's eyes followed the movement and he reached out to take it. "Is this... for me?"

Lu Zhao knocked her hand away with the post, "What are you thinking? This is for me, you are just giving it to me."

Yuan Qing took the post and opened it.

Lu Zhao's name was indeed written on it, but it was not the wedding invitation she had imagined. Instead, it was an ordinary family dinner invitation with the three words "Wen Chengxuan" written at the end.

"Wen Chengxuan?" Yuan Qing asked in confusion, "What does he want you to do at this time?"

Lu Zhao raised his eyes and said, "Look at the middle of the third row."

Upon hearing this, Yuan Qing focused on the third line of words.

…I saw my name lying among a pile of densely packed words.

Oh my god, it turns out that I was just brought in as a bystander.

"Please forget it, what do you mean by bringing me in?"

Lu Zhao glanced at her lazily and said, "You can go if you want to, or not, it's up to you."

"Why not?" Yuan Qing snatched the post away. "I want to see what tricks Wen Chengxuan is playing."

Lu Zhao reminded her, "Since you are going, remember to be prepared."

Yuan Qing understood what he meant.

Wen Chengxuan had no relation to her and they had a somewhat hostile relationship. He was not staying peacefully in the mansion but was inviting her and Lu Zhao to a banquet. He must have some bad intentions.

Yuan Qing looked at the big red post.

It seems that she has to go to this banquet.


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