After sending these people away, Zheng took Katsuragi all the way to the most precious study in Machi, where the bookshelves were large and there were many books, but they looked very new, and they were used for pretending at a glance.

Katsuragi's wolf-sharp gaze scanned the study.

Zheng glanced at the desk and said, "My lord, that's where the slave family saw Ma Chi looking at the account book." ”

And in front of this desk, Ma Chi took the horsewhip and pulled it down at herself, just for her assurance that "I will never say it".

Now, when he enters the study again, Zheng suddenly opens up, and all the nightmares will be gone.

Katsuragi focused on the area around his desk, and finally, in the dust in the corner of the desk, he saw something different.

The desk looked clean, but at the edges, there was a thick layer of dust.

"Mrs. Zheng, can there be a maid to take care of this study in Ma Chi?"

"No, Ma Chi has always been alert, and no one is allowed to approach the study except for his henchmen."

Zheng's words confirmed Katsuragi's speculation, this study is all taken care of by Ma Chi alone, he must not take care of it completely, the center of the desk is his usual place, naturally clean, the corner of the table is not used, naturally accumulated dust.

But the books on this shelf are ruthless at first glance, but the top is full of dust, and I don't often read it when I look at Ma Chi, so why does this one have finger prints on it?

Katsuragi's eyes lit up, and he moved the book, and with a "boom", the shelves opened to both sides.

A dark room appears.

Katsuragi motioned for Zheng to step back, and he himself entered through the small door that could only accommodate one person to enter and exit, it was dark inside, and the light on the wall was dim, but Katsuragi still saw an iron box inside, and when he opened it, he saw a stack of ledgers.

Got it!

Asked people to carry the box back, Katsuragi excitedly said, "Miss, I found it." ’

Qu Miaoling was not a little surprised by Gecheng's rapidity, in the end, it was the person recommended by Situ Huai, and it must be a means of excellence.

Flipping through the top ledger, Qu Miaoling knew that this ledger was real with just a glance of his eyes, and it was really Ma Chi's secret ledger.

"Press these things to the capital with those people and hand them over to the Wen family."

"Yes."

A group of men and horses disappeared in front of Zhuangzi.

After solving these problems, the village quieted down, and she had not yet solved the concerns of the tenants, Qu Miaoling thought that she had to let the tenant farmers settle down so that they could farm and work in peace.

So, Qu Miaoling summoned all the tenant farmers to the Zhuangzi and met them in the main square.

The tenants came one by one, and Qu Miaoling said: "In the past, Ma Chi desperately squeezed you, but now he has surrendered to the law and was sent to the capital by me to be judged, you don't have to worry about his minions will retaliate, all the leaders and stewards in the Zhuangzi, I will choose from your tenant farmers, and everyone has one vote, and choose the stewards and leaders of their favorites." ”

"Let's get started!" The head screw is ringing.

The tenant farmers chose their favorite steward, and it was none other than the most prestigious young man, Wu Qicai.

He was also surprised that the man was chosen.

But looking at the trusting eyes of the villagers, Wu Qicai's eyes were hot, "Please rest assured, please rest assured, please rest assured, I will definitely live up to your expectations!" ”

Then, Wu Qicai chose a few more small leaders and family members to help him, and they immediately took office.

Qu Miaoling had high hopes for them, Wu Qicai of course felt it, and he said to Qu Miaoling gratefully: "The eldest lady gives Wu Qicai this opportunity, and the slave will——"

"Calming the emotions of the tenant farmers is your first priority, and the rest will be discussed later."

Wu Qicai nodded heavily.

Wu Qicai went to negotiate with the tenants, after all, they are acquaintances, and they understand and trust each other, he communicates with the tenants very smoothly, and Qu Miaoling's conditions are also very attractive, seeing that this wave of grain is going to be wasted, but this time is good, and the next wave of grain can be planted immediately.

It is precisely because of the unique weather and land characteristics of Ganzhou that it has become a well-known and wealthy place.

Qu Miaoling promised that she would subsidize the seeds of every tenant's crop, so that the tenant farmers would save a lot of expenses, and Qu Miaoling also allowed them to keep the grain and only hand over the silver money to the Zhuangzi, and those tenants were even happier, what more did they feel secure than food?

Qu Miaoling's combination punch came out, which convinced the tenants, and Wu Qicai's work was also carried out very smoothly.

The reputation ruined by Ma Chi has finally been saved.

Seeing that Zhuangzi's matter was almost resolved, Qu Miaoling shifted his attention to the matter of the second uncle.

Returning to the room prepared for her by Wu Qicai's celebrity, she immediately asked the paper to be laid gently, she took a letter of resignation, and asked her subordinates to send it to Prince Duanfu quickly.

The father of the county lord of Huiling is Prince Duan.

In the letter, Qu Miaoling was reasonable, explained the meaning of the matter here, and finally said: I hope my grandfather will help.

The messenger left, Qu Miaoling thought about it, and hurriedly went to Taishou Mansion again.

She was already very tired from the bumps of the day, but she had no choice but to run around.

Promised her grandmother something, she must do it, and she must do it well.

Second uncle's life, she must find a way to save it!

Qu Ting and his wife had just finished afternoon tea, Qu Miaoling came again, the couple looked at each other, and their faces were full of joy, could it be that Qu Miaoling already had an idea?

"Look at you still look down on Miao Ling? I knew that this girl was smart when she looked at her, and she wasn't one of those who had low eyes! ”

Qu Ting was ridiculed by his wife, but he was not annoyed, as long as he could save his life, he could do anything.

The couple hurried to the front hall, Qu Miaoling was ready, drinking tea and waiting.

Seeing that Qu Miaoling was in a hurry, her forehead was still covered with fine sweat.

Ma Shi hurriedly said: "Miao Ling, what's the hurry?" ”

"Uncle, it's a big deal."

When Qu Ting heard this, he hurriedly took Qu Miaoling to the study.

"Miao Ling, it's safe here, you can say it."

Qu Miaoling saw that the doors and windows were tightly closed, so he said: "I have already written a letter of resignation and sent it to Prince Duan, and he will send someone to help us immediately." ”

Qu Ting was overjoyed when he heard it, what kind of character is Prince Duan who can get help from his old man, and half of his little life has been saved.

"Uncle, even if my grandfather is willing to help, we are still not 100% sure."

"Miao Ling, how should this be?" Ma and Qu Ting were in a hurry.

"For now, we can only break the boat."

A moment later, Qu Ting sat at his desk, and in front of him were several sheets of rice paper full of words.

On the far right side of the rice paper at the bottom are three large characters, "Book of Repentance." ”

Qu Miaoling said this just now, "Uncle, are you willing to let you report and expose Prime Minister Wen?" ”

"I-"

"Uncle, if Prime Minister Wen doesn't fall, he will still coerce you, and you and your uncle will never have peace, do you want to live in fear every day?"

In the end, after discussing with Ma, Qu Ting agreed.

"I write."

That's why there is the scene of Qu Ting at the desk.

In the past few years, under the threat of Wen Hongzhi, Qu Ting has done a lot of things that go against his heart, and the lost 50,000 snowflakes of silver are still a mystery.

Now he was thinking, could it be the thief of Wenhong's guard?

But after so much time, how can you still say clearly?

In the evening, Qu Ting's confession was written.

Qu Miaoling returned to Zhuangzi overnight, and taking advantage of the dark night and high wind, she found Xin Jiaxuan and said to him.

"Scholar, don't you want to repay the favor? Now I have one thing for you to do. ”

Although Xin Jiaxuan is a literati who can't hold his hands and can't resist, his enthusiasm for repaying his kindness has not diminished.

"Miss, don't worry, I will definitely deliver this letter to the other party."

Xin Jiaxuan also left overnight.

Looking at the people who disappeared into the night, Qu Miaoling asked a few guards to follow him to protect him.

After all, her goal is too big, and she has been followed by people along the way, if she lets her people swagger to follow Xin Jiaxuan, it is easy to have an accident.

She let her people follow her, also to protect Xin Jiaxuan.

"Miss, is he okay?" Softly skeptical.

For Xin Jiaxuan, there are always doubts about gentleness.

Also, if the young lady handed over such an important matter to a white-faced scholar, if he was caught, wouldn't he turn back?

"I believe him." Qu Miaoling froze, and then closed the door of Zhuangzi.

After the letter was sent, Qu Miaoling asked Katsura to inform Qu Ting and his wife, so that he stayed in Zhuangzi and prepared to go to Huaide Temple.

Huaide Temple is in the mountains, the place is very secret, but there are many people who come here, most of them come to visit.

There is more than one road to Huaide Temple, but it is the middle road that is known as the "moat".

It's not difficult, but it takes perseverance.

In particular, those who come to make a wish must walk with a sincere heart.

The carriage stopped at the bottom of the col, looked at the endless steps in front of him, and swallowed softly.

"Miss, this road is too shaky and difficult to walk, let's take the road back to the mountain." In the back mountain of Huaide Temple, there is a relatively flat road, and the sedan chair and carriage can go up.

But if that's the case, how can it still show her sincerity.

Qu Miaoling resolutely got out of the carriage.

Let go of the hand on the gentle arm, and say firmly: "Let's go up." ”

The road is walked by people, and the ambition is only earned by oneself.

Halfway up the mountain, Qu Miaoling and the others were sweating, but the monk smiled and sent a few tags and said the words "Congratulations to the donor".

Qu Miaoling didn't know the hidden meaning of this monk, and wanted to ask, but the other party smiled mysteriously and didn't answer.

"Donor, this token must be on the wrist."

Qu Miaoling was even more puzzled.

When she walked into Huaide Temple and saw a courtyard full of people, some with tokens tied to their wrists, and some with empty hands.

It dawned on her that something had happened.

Under the guidance of the monk, she came to the main hall, and the monk told him that he could draw lots.

Qu Miaoling shook the lottery bucket, and a top lot was shaken out.