It was already the twenty-sixth day of the first lunar month when Han Qing received a letter from the body's former owner's grandfather.
Although Old General Han wrote the words in his letter very tactfully, even to the point of being obscure. However, for Han Qing, who is actually thirty-seven years old and has been working as a divorce counselor for a long time, the hints in the letter are...
It's as obvious as a searchlight in the dark.
This made him breathe a sigh of relief.
With this letter, he will not have to go back to Bianliang to face the relatives and friends of the former owner of the body for at least two years, and he will not have to worry about the issue of accomplices.
However, when the pressure of betrayal disappeared in an instant, he became very interested in the reason why the body's former owner's grandfather, Han Guogui, wrote such a letter.
It stands to reason that the Song Dynasty is about to enter the most stable era in history.
Three famous ministers, Lu Mengzheng, Lu Duan, and Kou Zhun, appeared one after another. And Emperor Taizong of the Song Dynasty, Zhao Guangyi, also eliminated most of the hidden dangers of civil strife before his death.
Gone are the days when military commanders usurping the throne were as common as drinking wine and flipping the table.
Civilian governance of the country has gradually become a consensus. Although foreign aggression exists, it is far from threatening the survival of the country.
In this era, it is really unreasonable for the former owner of the body, Han Chonggui, to suggest that his grandson should not return to Bianliang.
When thinking about the reaction of the Han family in Bianliang since he became the judge of the Tidian Prison Division, Han Qing felt even more strange.
Now around him, there are talents recommended by Li Jihe, personal guards recommended by Zhang Huan, and even Dou Shang, the old Taishan who almost broke up with Dou Rong. They came to test in the name of visiting his daughter.
His other two sons-in-law cannot be transferred to the Department of Prisons to help.
But only the Han family of Bianliang did not take the initiative to place any clan members under his command.
Even if he had written a letter back according to Li Jihe's instructions, asking the grandfather of the former owner of the body to send a few capable tribesmen, the old man's reply only contained words of encouragement and not even a word about recommending talents.
Not even mentioned.
In the Song Dynasty, when someone became an official, but the family did not take the opportunity to support him, there were usually only two possibilities.
First, the number of people in the clan is too thin, and those who can be used have long been picked away by other officials. It is really impossible to produce decent talents who are idle at home.
Secondly, the entire family is not optimistic about his future. They think that if they send someone to follow him to become an official, they will not be able to work for a long time and will miss other opportunities. So, we might as well wait and see.
As far as Han Qing knew, the Han family in Bianliang was indeed not prosperous, but it was not so thin that they could not even pick out decent descendants.
Although his two cousins had already become officials and were deeply trusted by the emperor, they did not bring all the young people in the family into official careers.
Calculating this, the only answer is that the Han family is not optimistic about his future.
"Look at how popular you are!" After figuring out the answer, Han Qing found an opportunity when no one was around and whispered to her heart.
My heart sank suddenly, but then I quickly regained my composure.
After more than nine months of running in, the remnant soul of the former owner of the body seems to have recognized the fact that Han Qing is far better than himself in terms of dealing with people. Therefore, even if he is hit by Han Qing's words, he will not react too violently.
"If you have any unfulfilled wishes, let's slowly fulfill them one by one. In addition to marrying your fiancée, I can help you with everything else." Han Qing has never been the one to bully someone who doesn't fight back.
Therefore, after his heartbeat completely returned to normal, he promised in a low voice, "Even if I use your body's rent. But the premise is that you have to listen to me on what to do. You can't be like the last time I faced Kou Jun.
, you jumped out and made your own decisions, and then I was asked to step in and take over the blame for you!"
My heart beat violently a few more times, and then slowly returned to calm.
Han Qing believed that the two parties had reached an agreement, shook his head with a smile, and casually looked through the suspicious files that Zhang Fan and others had selected for him.
Yongxing Military Road pointed out that the Prison Department Yamen is located in Chang'an City. It is not far from the Yuntai Temple in Huashan where the ancestor Chen Tuan once lived in seclusion.
In other words, he can take a few days to go to Yuntai Temple and ask Zhang Jun, the great disciple of Patriarch Chen Tuan, to come and see for himself whether there is a remnant soul of the sojourner in his heart, or he can directly cast a spell to completely solve it.
this problem.
However, he suddenly didn't want to go to the Taoist priest for help.
It’s not that I’ve completely turned back into a materialist, but I feel that it’s actually not bad to have such a remnant soul as my companion every day.
At least, I can occasionally feel what it is like to be passionate about a young man. Instead of always wearing the skin of a young man, my bones are full of the staleness accumulated in two lifetimes.
"Brother-in-law, are you busy now?" After turning a few pages of the file, a familiar voice suddenly came from the door of the house.
"I'm not busy, what's the matter?" Han Qing knew the person coming was Dou Sha without even raising his head, and asked with a smile.
Now he is in the sixth rank, and actually controls the entire Yongxing Army Luti Criminal Division. His dignity is increasing day by day without even realizing it. Only those who dare to break into his study without even passing the news are the only ones left.
I left Dou Sha alone.
Others, such as Dou Sha's uncle Li Yu, as well as Zhang Fan, Wang Wu and others he brought over from Jinniu Village, although they occasionally chatted with him in private, as soon as they entered the prison department's Yamen, they immediately became
Behave yourself. I am afraid that I will make a bad start and cause other colleagues to follow suit, causing Judge Han to lose his authority.
"It's nothing serious. It's the end of the month soon. The third sister asked me to ask if I can take her for a walk on the street on the day of rest at the end of the month." Dou Sha actually gradually felt Han Qing's official power. He just relied on it.
I am young, so I just bite the bullet and keep the original relationship pattern.
"It's the end of the month again? It's so fast. In a blink of an eye, the first month has passed!" Han Qing was stunned, put down the file, and sighed in a low voice.
For officials in the Song Dynasty, the entire first month was a long holiday.
Although every government office started to deal with official business again on the tenth day of the lunar month, everyone tacitly agreed to put it off as long as they could, delaying all non-urgent matters until after the third day of the lunar month.
Influenced by his life before time travel, Han Qing didn't mind working overtime during the first month. However, he had to consider Dou Rong's feelings.
Thinking of the little girl squatting alone in the backyard of the Yamen all day long, unable to go anywhere. At this moment, the weather was getting warmer and the plum blossoms were blooming like snow, and he suddenly felt a little guilty in his heart.
Although I became a Tidian prison judge in order not to become someone else's pawn. But I really shouldn't work so hard for the old Zhao family and even wronged the people around me.
"I'm going to tell my sister and brother-in-law, remember to go to the back house for dinner early. My sister has made meat soup for you with her own hands." Dou Sha's voice came again, with a bit of excitement.
Obviously, he has been feeling a little depressed recently. He feels far less free than when he was in the military camp.
"Yeah!" Han Qing smiled and quickly pushed the file away, "Wait a minute, I'll go with you. By the way, I want to discuss with you where to go on the 30th. This is Chang'an City after all, and it's Chinese New Year.
