Dark clouds soared up from behind the mountain, covering half of the sky in the blink of an eye. Thunder was accompanied by lightning, one after another.
"It's thundering. It's raining. I'm putting away my clothes -"
Hearing the thunder outside the window, Han Qing opened her voice and shouted out of boredom.
In the yard, the archers and village warriors were no longer surprised by the absurd behavior that occasionally occurred when inspecting their homes. They happily led the horses into the barn and covered the fodder with oilcloth. They were busy but in a very happy mood.
The inspector is a talented man, a talented man who is famous far and wide.
In the past few months, among all the people within a radius of 500 miles who have read a few pages of the book, who would not raise their thumbs wildly when mentioning the song "Linjiang Immortal"?
Anyone who sings songs will not be able to get on the stage if they don't sing a few lines of "The Rolling River flows eastwards". Whoever dares to show off will not only not get a penny in rewards, but may also be coaxed directly into shame by the audience.
Can you evaluate the words and actions of a great talent who can write "The Rolling River flows eastward" with ordinary people's eyes?
Since ancient times, among the legendary geniuses, how many behaved normally?
What's so cool about being in bed, what's about fighting against iron and lice, it's weird when it comes to ordinary people, but how can it be called weird when it comes to talented people? That's called unrestrained and unrestrained.
"Heavy rain falls on the quiet swallows, and the white waves surge into the sky..." Han Qing read two more sentences smoothly, but found that he could not remember the third and fourth sentences at all, and the artistic conception of the words was completely inconsistent with the rolling mountains in front of him.
, I had no choice but to close my mouth angrily, turn off the window and turn on the light.
Turning back to the bookshelf, he began to stare blankly at the books he had read more than three times.
It feels good to be a Congjiupin Zhimaguan, but after a long time, it will inevitably become a bit boring.
Especially on a rainy evening like this, I want to find a pink beauty to drink tea with, but I look around, but all I see are big men picking their feet.
As for the plan to go to Chang'an to visit Pingkangfang and find monks and Taoists to "transfer" the remaining soul in my heart, it has not been possible yet.
The pace of life of the ancients was too slow and was calculated entirely on a monthly basis.
For things like the central government sending civil servants to local governments to convey the spirit of documents, in Han Qing's memory, no matter how far the distance was, three days was enough for a round trip.
As for Senior Brother Li Sheng, it has been almost three months since he left for Xiazhou, but there has been no movement of his return journey yet.
As for Yang Xu, when Han Qing thinks of this person, his teeth itch with hatred.
Who is he? He said he would help him pick up girls, but after that night, nothing happened.
Even if you can't do it, at least find a way to cash in the promised ransom money.
Didn’t you see that Mr. Han worked hard to develop new sources of income in Jinniu Village, but the total monthly income was not enough?
And Xu Ziling, you wrote letters every three days, what exactly are you trying to do?
Han is not Kou Zhong. How could Han guess what you were thinking?
We are all adults. If you want to have a night of fun with Han, why don't you just tell Han the location and time?
Even if you want to get closer to Han after one night, it is not impossible!
Anyway, Han is not married, and you are not married either. Living together and falling in love are not illegal.
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When people are bored, they have to learn to find things for themselves to do.
Anyway, I can’t go anywhere on a rainy day, and there’s not much scenery to see around me.
Looking quickly back and forth on the bookshelf, Han Qing suddenly felt worried, bent down, and from the bottom of the bookshelf, he took out the more than ten official files he had accumulated recently and put them on the desk.
Immediately, he took out another charcoal pen, spread out a piece of white paper, and rubbed his hands gently.
It took him two and a half months to save these files. They are roughly divided into three categories: daily, criminal, and state affairs.
The reason why he accumulated them and dealt with them together was not because he wanted to imitate Pang Tong during the Three Kingdoms era and deal with matters for several months in half a day to show his talent. Rather, he hoped to use these files to explore himself and the person in his heart.
How to get along with "remnant souls".
That's right, Han Qing has become completely superstitious now.
When seeking medical treatment to no avail, no monks or Taoist priests could be found for the time being, and I couldn't figure out why my heart kept hurting.
He has gone from being a half-atheist to a theist.
In other words, he has gone from having doubts to completely believing and accepting that the pain in his heart from time to time is due to the remnant soul of the former owner of the body.
However, as a visitor from the 21st century, even if he already believed that his heart was controlled by the residual soul, he did not want to be manipulated by the residual soul in everything.
Therefore, before inviting a sufficiently skilled monk or Taoist priest to save the "remnant soul", he must go through various attempts to find out a limit for how to get along with the "remnant soul".
Just like in the 21st century, helping people with divorce cases.
Through constant trials, conflicts, and collisions, we try to find where the invisible boundary recognized by both parties is.
Then, negotiate with the "remnant soul" to draw boundaries between each other in order to divide control of the body.
After the boundary is drawn, he will not do anything beyond the boundary easily. The "remnant soul" cannot cause his heartache at every turn, or suddenly appear and interfere with his brain thinking and body behavior.
This is a very large project and full of dangers.
There are no modern instruments to provide various monitoring data, and there are no psychologists to provide advice and guidance. If he is not careful, he may go astray.
However, Han Qing had to do it.
In order for him not to be manipulated by the "remaining soul", and for his own future happiness and freedom.
It felt good to be a ninth-grade sesame official, but he never thought about doing it forever.
It was rare to have a second life, so he wanted to take advantage of his youth to travel around, see the whole world, and make up for the shortcomings of his previous life.
He didn't want to follow the same rules and follow the same life track as the original owner of the body after time travel.
He does not want to have any connection with the family of the original owner of the body, nor does he want to inherit the responsibilities and obligations of the original owner of the body.
He did not want……
The more things he doesn't want to think about, the more necessary it is to play games with the "remnant soul" that lives in his heart!
As for risks, Han Qing will try to reduce their existence as much as possible.
The specific method is to refer to the scientific experiments of the 21st century, from simple to complex, step by step.
The first file he opened was a scandalous case. A young woman from Liuzhuang had an affair with a land security guard, but her husband Liu broke it out.
In anger, Liu broke one of the landguard's legs. He also wrote a divorce letter and sent his wife back to her parents' home.
The young woman felt that her face had been damaged, so she sued her husband for defamation. The local security guard also came forward to accuse Liu. When he went to Liu's house to buy chickens as promised, he was deliberately beaten and disabled by Liu.
The context of the case is very clear, and the causes and consequences are clear at a glance.
Han Qing only needs to look through the memory of the original owner of the body and the knowledge he has learned before to make a final judgment, leaving both parties speechless.
However, he quickly closed the file with a smile, and then greeted his subordinates who were also doing nothing outside the door, "Come here, put this file away and send it to the county early tomorrow morning for the county magistrate's decision. This is for enlightenment.
The matter is not within the jurisdiction of this inspection."
Having said that, no matter how the archers respond, focus all your attention and feel your heart.
Just as he expected, the beating frequency of his heart suddenly increased by half a beat. However, it returned to calmness in just half a minute or so.
"It seems that the ghost of the original owner of the body is not very resistant to laziness!" Han Qing smiled, casually made a mark with charcoal on the white paper he had prepared, and then opened the second file
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It was a case of brothers dividing their families and fighting over their property.
If based on the standards of the Song Dynasty, an elder brother who is engaged in small business and refuses to pursue his younger brother, who likes to study, to obtain fame and share the family property equally with his younger brother, will definitely be punished and condemned.
According to the standards of the 21st century, my younger brother is also in his mid-twenties this year and has hands and feet. Why should he sacrifice his own happiness to help him?
As for the division of property, the elder brother works hard to add wealth to the family, while the younger brother only asks for it and has never made any contribution. How can he be qualified to ask for equal shares?
"Wang Wu, tomorrow morning, go to Xiaoqiuzhuang and announce the verdict of this inspection." Closing the file and quickly sorting out his thoughts, Han Qing felt the reaction in his heart and shouted loudly, "Brother Qiu
When the family is divided, the elder brother gets 70% and the younger brother gets 30%. If you are not satisfied, you can go to the county and continue to appeal."
"Yes!" Archer Wang Wu loudly agreed to enter, went to the file and left quickly.
Watching him walk out the door, Han Qing raised her hand and gently rubbed her chest.
The verification results were basically in line with his expectations.
With this level of conflict of ideas, even if he acted according to his own ideas, his heart would not hurt too much.
Obviously, on some small matters, he follows his own ideas. As long as the truth holds true, "Remnant Soul" is not willing to make a fuss out of a molehill.
After making the first mark on the white paper, Han Qing quickly put aside the daily dispute ranked third and opened the fourth file directly.
It was a violent fight between two villages, Doujiabao and Lijiazhai, as they competed for priority irrigation rights.
The climate of this era was far more humid than that of the early 21st century. Yanchuan, where Han Qing often went to swim, had extremely abundant water flow.
Even if the two villages of Doujiabao and Lijiazhai share a canal, there will be no problem of crops dying due to drought.
In this way, instead of competing for priority irrigation rights, the two villages are venting their accumulated grievances on the grounds of priority irrigation rights.
"If a fight results in the death of another person, the principal will be punished with homicide. The accomplice will be imprisoned for ten years or exiled for three thousand miles. The family property will be confiscated and sent to the official position! If no one is killed, the principal will be sentenced to three years in prison and the accomplice will be sentenced to seven days in prison." Han Qing had not waited for Han Qing.
After thinking about how to deal with it, a piece of law automatically came to his mind.
This is the great thing about the school master. Even if the original owner of the body has become a ghost, he is still a ghost school master. The legal provisions can be found at your fingertips, and there is no need to read the book.
However, Han Qing studied the case today not to deal with it according to law.
Shaking his head slightly, he forcibly blocked the legal provisions in his mind, and then shouted loudly at the door, "Niu Ju, take this case, together with the previous injured case, and send it to the county tomorrow."
Go. Fighting between villages is neither robbery nor smuggling, and this inspection is not qualified to deal with it!"
In his chest, his heart began to beat violently, and waves of pain appeared one after another, making Han Qing's face quickly turn blue.
However, Han Qing held on and did not change his decision. It was not until the back of the archer Niu Ju walked out of the house that he smiled and whispered to his heart, "Since the conflict between the two villages is not dead or disabled, let's stop it."
Not as good as Shu. Besides, even if I bring archers to arrest people, they won't be able to hand over the real leader. They will just find the weakest person in the same village to take the blame."
I don’t know whether he really convinced the "remnant soul" or whether he passed the psychological level. The pain in his heart slowly subsided, leaving only a dull feeling, as if he had held back a breath of bad breath and couldn't straighten it out.
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Han Qing knew that he had made the right bet, so he smiled, quickly marked it on the white paper, and then flipped to the next file.
It was a caravan. When it was stopped by archers for inspection, they found hundreds of iron pots among the cargo they carried.
Iron pots were common goods, and the imperial court did not prohibit their trading. However, the imperial court strictly prohibited the delivery of any pig iron or wrought iron to Li Jiqian's territory in Xiazhou.
"This..." After a little preparation, Han Qing covered his heart with his hand, and then said to himself in a consultative tone, "You may not know that in our time, Dangxiang has been integrated into the Chinese
.So just a hundred or so iron pots is not a big deal. What’s more, the Dangxiang people themselves are also good at smelting iron, and the Iron Monkey Armor is a unique one. The Song Dynasty had to spend a lot of money to buy it..."
The pain is really heartbreaking!
Even if he used the reason that "Dangxiang's metallurgical technology was far superior to that of the Song Dynasty", it would have no effect.
The heart of the original owner of the body wanted to jump out of the chest and die with him!
"That's right, severe punishment should be severe! The Iron Monkey Armor is worn by big shots. Ordinary soldiers, even if they have an iron plate protecting their chests, will be greatly emboldened!" Han Qing's original purpose was to find a man who could both
The plan to coexist peacefully with the "remnant soul" without letting myself be manipulated too much is not to seek death, so I decisively chose to compromise.
The pain in his heart became lighter, but did not disappear immediately. It was as if someone was drilling into his heart to monitor whether he would fulfill his duties.
Han Qing quickly called an archer and asked him to take Xiang Yong to take the detained owner of the iron pot out of the temporary prison where ordinary prisoners were held and put him directly into the prison car. After the rain stopped, he immediately took him to Fucheng overnight.
Inspection Department.
Immediately, he made a mark on the white paper, rubbed his still dull heart, and started the next step of testing with a smile.
The fifth case file, the sixth, the seventh...
Pain, slight pain, bearable pain, life-and-death pain, surrender, a hero will not suffer the immediate consequences...
Time flies when we are busy.
It seems that in the blink of an eye, the sky has turned dark. The rain outside has stopped long ago. A crescent moon hangs on the treetops, and the chirping of cicadas and frogs, accompanied by the sound of the night watch, is continuous.
Hearing the sound of the clock outside, Han Qing put down the last file, stood up, yawned and stretched.
The mark on the white paper has turned into a very complex line drawing.
The size of the case, the scope of the case, as well as several objective factors that Han Qing believed may exist, and their relationship with the intensity of heart pain are all clearly visible.
Han struggled for most of the afternoon and finally figured out a general way to get along with his heart in the future.
Assuming that the remnant soul of the original owner still lives in the heart, that remnant soul must be an out-and-out angry youth just like the original owner of the body.
Even if Han Qing's opinions on handling some trivial rural cases or conflicts are inconsistent with the ideas of the original owner of the body, his heart will not hurt too much.
Basically, just be patient and you'll get over it.
In some cases involving important property, or the parties involved have been seriously injured, or the victims are particularly pitiful, if Han Qing continues to be perfunctory and finds excuses to push it to the county, the heart will hurt more intensely and last for a long time.
It's about three to five minutes.
However, this level of pain was still within Han Qing's tolerance.
As long as Han Qing can persist in not compromising, or find enough excuses to convince "Remnant Soul", the latter will take the initiative to compromise with Han Qing in most cases.
Obviously, "Remnant Soul" does not intend to really die with Han Qing!
If there is a case involving the relationship between the Song Dynasty and Xiazhou, especially the smuggling of prohibited items, or the case of spying on Xiazhou, even if Han Qing comes up with a hundred excuses, he will never give in to the "remnant soul"!
"He is still a loyal soul whose blood is hard to cool down. It's a pity that he was born in the wrong era!" Han Qing still has no sense of belonging to the Song Dynasty, shaking his head and teasing in a low voice.
The heart beats a few times. If there is a sports bracelet to help measure it, the frequency data must be more than 130.
The intensity of the pain was not too severe, but it was suffocating.
"Okay, let's get along well from now on. I'll try not to go against your wishes, and don't always try to pinch me!" Han Qing raised his hand and patted his chest, and continued to bargain with "Remnant Soul". "Otherwise,
If I have the opportunity to go to Huashan in the future, I will definitely ask Patriarch Chen Tuan’s disciples to take you in!"
His heart beat harder, as if protesting to him. However, in the end, it calmed down helplessly.
"Why are you so bothered? Is the Song Dynasty worthy of your efforts for him? Not to mention the bastard emperor who treated you like this. One hundred and twenty years later, you and I will not be alive, but the Northern Song Dynasty will face the Jurchen's iron hoof. And
After the Jurchens, it's Mongolia again." Suddenly some sympathy surged in his heart, Han Qing sighed, opened the window, and cast his gaze into the distance.
The dark clouds have long since dispersed.
At this moment, the sky is filled with stars, the mountains are undulating, the shadows of the trees are dancing, and the scenery is quiet and picturesque!
Compared with the over-polluted 21st century, the world in front of us is so clean and beautiful!
"Life doesn't last for a hundred years, so why worry about a thousand years..." A thirty-six-year-old soul cannot understand so many years of passion. Smiling and stretching his waist, Han Qing muttered.
He still forgot the above and below, but he didn't feel embarrassed. He smiled and hummed an old song that was older than himself, "The stars light up the lamps and illuminate my door..."
The song had just started, but before the tune could be found correctly, a fire suddenly jumped up on the mountain peak in the distance.
Immediately afterwards, the flames turned into fireballs, and the fireballs turned into flames!
Accompanied by billowing black smoke, it soared upwards, illuminating the sky and the earth!
"It's gone, it's gone—" The harsh sound of gongs sounded, breaking the silence in front of them.
"It's on the other side of the mountain. It looks quite close, but in fact I'm afraid it's no less than thirty miles away!" Han Qing took a quick look at the dripping eaves and then at the wet ground before decisively closing the window.
Inspections are responsible for detecting smuggling and catching theft, but are not responsible for putting out fires.
As the saying goes, if you look up the mountain and run away, the horse will die.
After more than thirty miles of mountain road, by the time someone Han and his archers arrived, the cucumbers and vegetables were already cold.
So, instead of minding your own business, it’s better to pretend you didn’t see anything and go to bed!
