Chapter 191 Secret Writing Fold

Zhou Ning's abnormality really startled Lu Qing, and he thought that he was suddenly deaf, so he asked vigorously, "What did you just say?" ’。 Pen fun and pavilion www.biquge.info

Lu Qing thought back to himself and didn't say anything, why did he get so excited? Lu Qing pursed his lips and didn't know what to say.

Zhou Ning stared at Lu Qing, and the corners of his mouth gradually rose. Lu Qing opened his mouth and said, "I didn't say anything just now, I just said that I would find a way to treat Huan Lang." ”

"Not that." Zhou Ning shook his head, and the smile on his face became more and more obvious.

Lu Qing's heart is getting more and more hairy, what's wrong with this son? He thought about it for a moment and simply repeated what he had just said, word for word.

"I said, 'Even if I can't do anything, I can still send a letter to the master, right?' The master will definitely take care of it if he knows it. ’”

Lu Qing blinked, his eyes were full of confusion, as if he was asking, 'Is this the sentence?' If not, he'll have to think ahead.

Lu Qing mostly talked to Zhou Ning unintentionally, and if he thought about it, he really couldn't think of a few words. Of course, he remembered the general meaning, and it was a little difficult to repeat the original words.

"That's it." Zhou Ning let go of his hand with a smile, he not only laughed, but the more he laughed, the happier he became, and finally whistled gently.

Lu Qing scratched his head, why couldn't he understand Zhou Ning at all? Is this an inseparable relationship every day? He always thought that he was a roundworm in Zhou Ning's stomach, why did he feel that Zhou Ning was so strange now?

What the hell was he thinking? What the hell is he laughing at? What made him so happy? Lu Qing didn't know what was so special about what he said, how could it be worth Zhou Ning so excited.

Seeing Zhou Ning walking towards the table, he hurriedly followed. Zhou Ning didn't take the book to read it, nor did he take the case file, but picked up a blank book and spread it on the table.

Lu Qing saw that this was going to write a recital, needless to say, it must have been written for the emperor. What is there to report to the emperor in this small county of Yunjiang?

"Childe, didn't the tax reduction and exemption just be sent to Beijing?" Lu Qing knew that what Zhou Ning was thinking about was that the people's taxes were too heavy, and this matter became a matter in his heart.

Zhou Ning is the county magistrate, and it is his duty to collect taxes. He saw with his own eyes that the people were living in difficulty, and the heavy taxes and miscellaneous taxes were simply worse.

If he didn't accept it, he was slack, and he couldn't bear to accept him, so he wrote a seal overnight and ordered someone to send it to the capital. I hope that the emperor can understand the suffering of the people and appropriately reduce the burden.

There is no major event that cannot be moved, and there has been no major event in Yunjiang County recently, so it is just a trip from Qin Jin.

Qin Jin didn't need to report to the emperor about it, Qin Jin was sent by the emperor. What's more? Lu Qing thought about it, could it be the painting boat?

In any case, the painting boat is a thing that only came out of Yunjiang County, and no matter how much it is blamed, Zhou Ning can't be blamed. There was no need for Zhou Ning to tell the heavens about this matter.

Finding something is equivalent to taking care of yourself, and now at this time, everyone is trying to stay away from the painting boat, and everyone wants to get rid of the relationship with the painting boat.

Would Zhou Ning be stupid enough to report the matter on behalf of the neighboring county? Lu Qing stared at Zhou Ning with puzzled eyes, and Zhou Ning smiled faintly: "Just your natural good memory." ”

Zhou Ning is not stupid and nié, will he not remember the excerpt of applying for tax reduction and exemption before he was sent to Beijing? That's not what he's going to write about.

Lu Qing couldn't guess what Zhou Ning wanted to do, so he asked directly: "Childe, what are you writing for?" ”

"Grinding ink." Zhou Ning didn't answer his question, just asked him to grind the ink.

Zhou Ning really didn't know when Lu Qing became a curious baby, so he asked this and that.

Lu Qing hurriedly grinded the ink with an 'oh', he also realized that he was so stupid, why bother asking? Just stand here, he writes a word, you read a word, can you still not know what he writes?

After grinding the ink and dipping the pen, Lu Qing handed the pen to Zhou Ning, Zhou Ning took the pen, and spit out two words clearly in his mouth: "Go out." ”

"Huh?" Lu Qing didn't react for a while, Gongzi actually let him out? There's no need to hide anything from him, right?

"Get out." Zhou Ning held the pen and looked at Lu Qing fixedly, Lu Qing nodded as if he had just returned to his soul, and slowly rubbed to the door, he looked back and saw that Zhou Ning was still unchanged, and he asked tentatively: "Childe, am I out?" ”

"Hmm." Zhou Ning let out an expressionless 'um' sound, so that Lu Qing had no reason to stay in the house. Lu Qing reluctantly pushed the door and walked out.

Zhou Ning took the pen and wrote a long recital in one go, and he wrote it for more than half an hour. Putting down the pen, he stretched his waist vigorously, and when the ink was dry, he put away the written folds and put them in the bookcase.

He let out a long breath and recalled what Lu Qing said, "Even if I can't do anything, I can still send a letter to my master, right?" ’。

That's right, when you can't solve a positive problem by yourself, you can solve it from the side. Whether Pan Shiliang was killed or not, Zhou Ning didn't dare to determine, but Zhou Ning knew that he was powerless about this matter now.

He is not qualified to investigate the case, and he may not be able to find out. But he always has the ability to tell the heavens what he knows, and if the emperor is willing to investigate, he will naturally let the criminal department re-investigate.

What does it mean to do your best? Within your ability, you can go all the way you can go and you try your best to do it, and that's called doing your best.

You just think about it and refuse to do it, is that called doing your best? That's not even a contribution.

"Your Excellency." A call from outside the door interrupted Zhou Ning's boundless thoughts, Zhou Ning raised his hand to arrange his hat and said, "Come in." ”

The master bookkeeper pushed the door and walked in, holding the record book in both hands, and bowed his head: "My lord, a total of 26 red horses have been registered. ”

"Hmm." Zhou Ning let out a faint 'um', the main book straightened up and took two steps forward, and he gently put the record book on the table.

"Are the horse sellers gone?" Zhou Ning stretched out his hand to take the record book, and was just about to open it when he heard the main book say: "I haven't left yet, all the red horses have been recorded, and everything else has been sent away." ”

"Let's go out and see, then." Zhou Ning grabbed the record book, got up and walked out, and the master book hurriedly followed.

There were also twenty-six horse sellers in the courtyard leading twenty-six red high-headed horses, and they were all waiting, waiting for Zhou Ning to point to his horse and say, 'This is it'.

Driven by a thousand taels of silver, these people's eyes were red. This is really a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity, if it is really selected by Zhou Ning, food and clothing will definitely not be a problem.