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The thin pen tube is hanging on the paper. The person holding the pen feels as light as nothing, and cannot feel the force of the pen tip pressing on the paper. It is completely powerful and has no place to use it.

He gritted his teeth and wrote the word "Yong", but the words he wrote were like they were blown by the wind or were digged out with chicken feet, and he couldn't stand it anymore.

Lin Qing'er, who was beside her, praised: "At least the strokes are not wrong, and others know them when they are written..." Today, she sent the Four Treasures of the Study as promised and began to teach him how to write calligraphy.

Wang Xian blushed and said, "I feel that this brush is as light as nothing, and it is more heavy than Mount Tai..."

"That's inevitable, because you haven't written a brush before." Lin Qing'er's smile makes people feel calm: "Let's start by holding the brush first." As he said that, he pulled out another brush from the pen holder and explained to Wang Xian: "Beginners should practice regular script, hold the brush lower, and their fingers should be one inch away from the tip of the pen, so that the strokes will be more stable. If the brush is held high and the changes are large, it will be difficult to master regular script."

Wang Xian nodded, he had just held two inches and quickly reduced one inch.

"There are also the elasticity of holding the pen. If your hands are too tight, you will tremble. If you hold the pen too tight, you should relax." Lin Qing'er said: "But it is not without force. You are the saying that 'force is on the tip of the pen,' but it is skillful rather than dead force. You must pass the power to the tip of the pen so that you can use your pen freely."

This is easy to understand. Hard pen characters are easier to write than soft pen characters. It is here. Wang Xian nodded and asked, "How to force the pen tip?"

"Although it is called cleverness, it is the most impossible to learn. It can only be practiced for a long time. If you practice diligently, you will be able to use the pen to be free and you will pass the pen holding level." Lin Qing'er glanced at Wang Xian's hand and said, "Then it is fingering. The trick is to use the method of 'press, squish, hook, top, and resist' to hold the pen firmly, so that the five fingers will perform their duties..."

Lin Qing'er demonstrated in detail how to exert force on each finger and how to match the correct pen holding posture.

Wang Xian studied very seriously as she said, but he was really unfamiliar and always couldn't get the point.

Seeing that he couldn't hold it well, Lin Qing'er had to suppress her shame and help him adjust it step by step. Although she was very careful, her fingers as thin as onion tubes could still touch Wang Xian's.

Every time he touched it, Lin Qing'er's heart trembled, and a jade face was shy and a scent of indescribable or unknown taste, which made the fire burn. Yinling, who called in to deliver water, was very strange: "Sister Lin, are you very hot?"

"Ah, yes, it's a little hot..." Lin Qing'er retracted her hand like a thief, and stuttered: "I'm anxious, so anxious..."

"Oh, take a little tea to reduce the fire," Yinling looked at her sympathetically and said, "My brother is very stupid in elementary school."

"Your brother is already very smart..." Lin Qing'er took the teacup and whispered: "It's just a delay in his early years." He asked Yinling, "Do you have eggs at home?"

"Why, are you hungry?" Yinling asked, "I'll cook two for you."

"It's not to eat, I'll use it for your brother to practice calligraphy." Lin Qing'er said in a daze.

"Oh." Yinling quickly went to get one, and Lin Qing'er asked Wang Xian to hold it in her hand and said, "Practice this for a while until you realize the real finger and the palm is empty."

"Yes." Wang Xian nodded, followed Lin Qing'er's instructions and started practicing sternly.

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From this day on, Wang Xian practiced diligently. He was not a genius, but he started late and could only pay double his sweat. Where was the paper Lin Qing'er brought enough? Wang Xian originally planned to learn from Fan Zhongyan and practiced writing on the stone slab in water, but after being seen by his elder brother, he complained that he didn't say it earlier.

Youdao said, "Kyoto's top scholar Fuyang Paper, ten Yuan books were selected as Jinshi". Fuyang is a well-known hometown of papermaking. Wang Gui even worked in a papermaking workshop. Every day when he went home, he would bring him some paper that the workshop didn't want. The quality of these papers was actually good, but they were broken or wrinkled, or they were not neatly cut, but there was no problem in practicing calligraphy.

Day after day, seeing his words progressing bit by bit, Wang Xian even fell in love with practicing writing, and couldn't help but secretly scold him for being perverted.

During this period, Lin Qing'er would come to take a look every now and then comment on his exercises, and then teach him further writing styles step by step... Although he would blush every time, it would not affect her teaching again.

She came here early this morning. Wang Xianzheng finished copying a picture of the characters, picked them up and smiled at her, "I feel a little better today."

"I won't write today," Lin Qing'er covered her chest with her hands and said breathing evenly: "Go to the county government, the cold-faced Tiehan is here!"

"Okay." Wang Xian put down his pen, put on a random shirt, and went out with Lin Qing'er. He could no longer have to kidnap, but he couldn't walk too fast.

"I'll go too, I'll go too." Yinling dropped the work she had and went out on the street with the two of them.

On the street, the people also heard the news and rushed to watch the fun in one direction. When the three of them arrived in front of the county government, they found that the outside of the gate had been blocked.

Fortunately, many people knew Wang Xian and Lin Qing'er and said, "If you give in, the miser will come!" Everyone flashed out and asked the three of them to squeeze into the gate.

Through the fence, Wang Xian saw that the person standing in front of the yamen was no longer Zao Li, but two rows of guards holding long spears, red felt hats, blue straight bodies, white socks and black shoes. There were also two rows of Jinyiwei soldiers wearing flying fish suits and embroidered spring swords in the yard!

Looking further, I saw three high-ranking officials in the lobby with a colored official uniform sitting. I wonder which one is cold-faced Tiehan?

However, Zhou Xin was indeed among the three. After reporting the case, Zhou Xin did not wait for the court to reply, but instead transferred the files of the case to begin and carefully reviewed them from the beginning, and soon found several loopholes.

First of all, the bloody clothes as physical evidence. From the actual object, the bloody clothes are intact and weft, and there is no sign of erosion. However, from the case file, it has been buried underground for nearly a year when it was discovered. It is rainy and wet in the south of the Yangtze River, and the bloody clothes are buried very shallowly. There is no erosion in a year. Isn’t that a strange thing?

Moreover, if the deceased died of head injury according to the case file, the blood stains on the bloody clothes should be from top to bottom, while Zhou Xin saw them from bottom to top, which made him believe what Lin Qing'er said, the evidence was forced to be forged...

At this time, the constable sent by Zhou Xin also arrested a human trafficker named Chen San from Jiading. The man confessed that he had sold a kidnapped woman to He Chang three years ago. Zhou Xin wrote to Yangzhou Prefecture according to the human trafficker's confession. Sure enough, there was a case of missing persons three years ago, and the missing woman was called Zhang Linghua!

Zhou Xin put these tangible evidence into the report of Wei Magistrate, and finally finalized all the cases. At this time, the imperial court's order to re-examine the case was sent. Emperor Yongle was very angry about the case and sent Gao Duo, the Minister of Justice and a Qianhu, an Jinyiwei, to come for trial.

When the court comes, the case presented to them is clear and complete, and the evidence is conclusive, so there is no need to spend time to solve it... This made Mr. Gao and the Qianhu very happy, so he made a decision and went to Fuyang to try the case!

After being promoted to the hall, Mr. Gao summoned all the criminals, witnesses and parties in turn. The people outside were unable to hear clearly through the fence. They only saw a sound of a gavel from time to time in the lobby, and heard the harsh reprimand of the judge!

The court was held from the hour of Mao and the ended at Chen. At noon, several inspectors and soldiers protected the seventh rank and posted a trial notice covering the guards of the imperial envoy. Li Guan, an official from the county's criminal room office, said loudly to the people:

"The trial of Lin Rongxing, a murderer in Fuyang County, was a false accusation. Lin Sheng was falsely imprisoned and was innocently wronged. He was immediately released and returned home! The former magistrate Chen Rubai enforced the law fairly, was honest and honest, and was corruption and bribery. Wang Xingye, the former official of the Criminal Office, was law-abiding and was a good official. He was tragically tortured and was wronged for several years. He was immediately released and returned home. It turned out that although the coroner Zhou Xiyong had a wrongful investigation, he did not shelter him and died of torture. He was injustice. He was given a generous burial and preferential treatment in the county. After the above personnel were reported to the Ming court, they had additional pensions and favors!"

"Sincere, Zhao Yan, a citizen of Fuyang County, Zhao Dayou cheated, falsely accused good people, falsely accused the county magistrate, and be executed according to the law. He Chang, a citizen of Fuyang County, plundered and sold the people, raped and killed people, and sank the corpse and destroyed the traces! In order to cover up his crime, he instigated accusation and made an unjust prison. He was extremely evil. Even if he died, he was sentenced to Lingchi! Zhao fled privately, committed adultery with others, causing bad discipline, and planned to send him to the sect as a slave! Hu Sancai was greedy for money, accepted bribes and perjury, and had bad character. After learning Taoism was removed, he planned to be punished for forty in his army! He Fu knew that he did not report it, and was accused of tigers, and planned to be punished for forty in his army! Zhao Zhu and others acted as cunning, attempted to be sentenced to be punished for forty in prison! County officials Xu Shan and Zhao Er were corrupt and abused the law, and informed him that he planned to be exiled forty in two thousand miles!"

Hearing the verdict, the people cheered in unison, cheering for the fact that this strange case that had been delayed for many years could be granted a fair trial. Zhao Qing'er covered her mouth with a ropa and held back her tears. Wang Xian was on the side and said, "The injustice is settled, but no one can go back..."

In fact, Wang Xian was lamenting his own experience. He was completely the person he is now and could never go back to the past.

Zhao Qing'er thought that her family was destroyed and even if she was rehabilitated, she would not be able to replace her father who died with hatred. Finally, she couldn't help but lean on the gate and burst into tears.

Yinling, who was beside him, twisted Wang Xian hard and glared: "Why don't you coax me?"

Wang Xian also realized that he had been injured by accident, so hesitated and stretched out his hand, gently patted Zhao Qing'er on the shoulder, and whispered: "Ziyun, I didn't mean it..."

‘Puff…’ Zhao Qing'er was so sad that she cried, but was amused by him. She cried and laughed. She was so angry that she punched Wang Xian twice.

Wang Xian pretended to be injured, took a step back, and smiled at Zhao Qing'er, "I'm going back to practice calligraphy. Miss Zhao will go home early, so tell your mother the good news."

Looking at the figures of the brother and sister leaving, Zhao Qing'er's eyes were dark and dark. Finally, a trace of determination flashed, and she quickly chased after him and said, "Wang Er... Brother, I have something to say to you."

Wang Xian turned around and smiled and said, "What's the matter, Sister Lin?"

"I..." Zhao Qing'er blushed again, shyly unable to speak.
Chapter completed!