Ji Tongzhi touched his chin.

The situation inside Shudi, he is still very clear, the big families, officials of various provinces, and Miao people of different races, even if they support Qiao Jing, they all have their own calculations and calculations.

There is not a single one who wholeheartedly only wants Qiao Jing's big victory, but does not pay attention to his own interests.

If you really have such a "mind", who would still raise the anti-flag.

Just like himself, he also has a little ninety-nine.

First, I didn't want to offend Qiao Jing and lose my life, and secondly, I also wanted to seek some benefits in the future.

The most important thing to reach out to people like them is "proportion".

It can't be soft, it can't be hard, even if it deviates slightly, it must leave room for Qiao Jing behind him to maneuver, the degree of which depends on the person, and it is not something that can be explained clearly in a few words.

Wang Lang's trip to Xuzhou proved that he has the ability to grasp this degree.

not only persuaded the Lu family, but also made the old lady of the Lu family appreciate him.

If it weren't for Wang Lang's ignorance of the Miao language, Qiao Jing would probably have to send him to the Miao people to win over a few more Miao tribes.

Since Qiao Jing let Wang Lang lobby around, Ji Tongzhi naturally wouldn't stop him, and said, "You set a route, and I'll arrange carriages and horses for you." ”

Wang Lang thanked him, set the preliminary direction according to his thoughts, and went to the side hall first.

It wasn't until no one was around him that his tense shoulders relaxed a little and he took a few deep breaths.

There were still a lot of paperwork piled up on the big case, and he looked through some of the newly sent ones, listed the general regulations, and then looked at the map seriously and pondered.

In Shudi, who supports, who opposes, and who waits and sees, each family is roughly detailed, and Wang Lang remembers them all in his mind.

It's just that there is not much time, relying on the carriage, Wang Lang can't walk the whole territory of Shu, so he can only try to select the valuable ones and break them one by one.

Wang Lang handed over the charter to Ji Tongzhi and accepted the reward sent by Qiao Jing.

He went back to the royal courtyard, handed over the reward to Jin Anya, experienced another mother-in-law and daughter-in-law battle, and finally got into the carriage exhausted.

Mrs. Wang is also tired, even if it is a play, quarreling is an extremely exhausting thing.

She has been an official wife for many years, and she is an elder, so she can't do that kind of pungent appearance regardless of it, she does her best.

Besides, she is older and not as good as Jin Anya, and Mrs. Wang quarrels for a while, and at the end she has to rest for a day or two to recover.

In this way, it is very similar to being angry with his son and daughter-in-law.

Mrs. Wang didn't feel aggrieved at all, she knew that Wang Lang was working harder, and she couldn't make a mistake by seeking skin with the tiger.

Originally, her son should have a good future, but Wang Fu'an was ruined, and he could only stand on his own in the future.

Besides, the daughter-in-law was also married to their Wang family at the beginning, and Wang Lang, who was favored by others, could read and become famous, and wanted a future, who knows, the fathers of the two families are not worrying.

But it wasn't Jin Anya's fault, the young couple understood each other in their troubles, Mrs. Wang was very moved, and hoped that they could go to the next level in the future.

For the people, for the court, and for repaying the gratitude, it is naturally true, but as a mother, Mrs. Wang simply hopes that Wang Lang's more than ten years of hard work will not be in vain.

Wang Lang set foot on the road to Pengzhou, and the carriage traveled overnight.

The official road was quite stable, there was a small bookcase in the car, he personally studied ink, wrote several letters, all of which were sent to the families and officials he could not visit in person, and handed them over when he arrived at the next post house.

And at this moment in the capital, Gu Yunjin received Jiang Muyuan's letter, she read it carefully, and sent Cheng Jinzhi's letter to Suningbo's mansion.

Lin Wan had just taken a nap, invited her to sit down, and took the thin letter.

"I can still write letters, so I can see that my body is recovering well." Lin Wan said with a smile, as soon as she opened the ghost drawing talisman, she was obviously stunned.

Cheng Jinzhi's handwriting is not a rule, he disdains rules and regulations, and his writing is a little floating, but he is strong enough, and he has a free and easy taste.

Now in this short poem, the words have become symbols, and the strength has been unloaded......

Lin Wan pursed her lips heavily, she could still distinguish the content of the drawing, but ten words made her chest sore.

Mochizuki is homesick, from ancient times to the present, literati have written countless poems that can be attached to the title, and Lin Wan can read dozens or hundreds of poems in one breath.

In the past, she couldn't fully appreciate the emotions, after all, she was only this age, and she had never traveled far from her hometown, so of course she felt a layer worse.

But at this moment, she understood these two lines of Cheng Jinzhi's poem.

Cheng Jinzhi is thinking about her hometown, and she is thinking about her hometown.

"Look at him," Lin Wan opened his mouth, his voice trembling, "This word is really ugly!" ”

I dislike it to the extreme, but I miss it to the extreme.

Gu Yunjin bent his eyes and smiled, but Lin Wan had tears, but behind the tears, there was also a smile.

"I hurt my hand a while ago, and it's also a ghost painting talisman...... Gu Yunjin looked at Lin Wan and said, "Seeing you crying and laughing, I can't help but think, what kind of expression did our little grandfather look at when he saw such a ghost painting talisman at that time." ”

Lin Wan told her to interrupt, and the sourness was all gone, and she laughed vigorously against the pillow.

Gu Yunjin clicked on Cheng Jinzhi's letter, and smiled: "The words are so ugly, it must be that he patronized and practiced martial arts when he was a child, and he didn't practice words well, you wait for him to come back, punish him for copying books, and copy the anthology of Tang poems and Song lyrics three times or five times, if you can't copy it well, you won't talk to him." ”

Not to mention Lin Wan, the maids and women in the house couldn't help laughing when they heard it, and they all echoed Gu Yunjin to tease Lin Wan.

"Madame is right, our third master has refused to practice calligraphy well since he was a child!"

"In the past, the uncle punished the third master for writing, but he refused to write, and coaxed the third girl and the fourth girl to ghostwrite for him!"

"Grandma, just punish him, if you don't write well, no one will pay attention to him!"

"My grandfather loves to talk to my grandmother so much, but my grandmother doesn't pay attention to him, and lets him copy and talk about it alone!"

Where can Lin Wan stand up, and he almost fell down with laughter.

Coming back from Suningbo's Mansion and passing through East Street, the discussion of the people outside came in from time to time.

Most of them are related to Sun Bi.

In the past few days, Sun Bi has explained the whereabouts of some children, anyway, they are either farming or mining, after so many years, there must be people who die of illness, but I really haven't deliberately killed one.

The people watched the message being sent to Nanling, and they wished that they were in the mountains and forests themselves, and they could find the children on the map.

Regarding Sun Bi's actions, everyone didn't know how to comment for a while.

I used to think that he used to make alchemy with boys and girls, that is, he hated to spit on Xingzi and drown Sun Bi, but now he finds that the scolding is wrong, even if the rebellion is real, the scolding is a little unspeakable.

After all, isn't this an explanation of where the child goes......

The death of a child is not uncommon among the people, and it can only be said that the child's life is not hard enough to scold Sun Bi......

came and went, but there were fewer people who cursed Sun Bi loudly.