When Lan Jue opened his eyes, the sky was almost dark. The servant said, Lan Hui had already taken it back, and Zhang Pingyi had arrived.

Lan Jue left the bedroom, and Lan Hui immediately ran over and called him Daddy. Lan Jue hugged him on his knee, but Lan Hui struggled and was reluctant to sit. When he was at Wang Yan's house before, Wang Yan's son laughed at him, "You won't sit on your father's knee every day and cry." Now he is one year older, and he is not a child. If you don't do anything like sitting on your father's knee, you will do it again.

Lan Jue rubbed his head and said, "Dad can't stay with you every year during the Chinese New Year. I'm really sorry for you."

Lan Hui raised his chest and said seriously: "Father should put official duties first. Even if he is alone at home and in the palace, he will celebrate the New Year together."

Lan Jue smiled and said, "It's very good. It seems that I have learned a lot from your uncle and cousin these two days."

Seeing that Lan Jue was not relieved and said, "What my son said is very much", Lan Hui felt a little disappointed and said no.

Lan Jue asked again: "Does you eat well at my grandfather's house? Cousin Tong took you to play? Did your uncle and aunt give you New Year's money?"

Jing was still asking the child some words, and Lan Hui replied reluctantly: "It's great, I took the New Year's money."

Lan Jue had actually heard from the servant that this time the Liu family stuffed a lot of New Year's money to Lan Hui, and there were also a bunch of boxes and boxes coming back with Lan Hui. Lan Jue didn't ask how much Lan Hui had taken, and could only guess where he was going to hide the money this time.

Lan Hui had been accustomed to hiding money from a few places where he could walk. Lan Jue knew that under the bed, under the screen seat, in the thin-necked peach vase in the bedroom, and in the scripture box in the study, he had sneaked to the market and secretly bought a clay pot that looked like a chamber pot. There were a few gold crocks hidden inside, buried beside the Taihu stone in the garden, and marked the stone.

On a whim, Lan Jue dug out the jar, put an exact same crock inside, and buried it. Two more days later, two more, three more in. When six more were placed, Lan Jue was reading documents under the lamp at night. Lan Hui, wearing a nightgown, scratched the door of the study, and asked, "Dad is so tired every day, right?"

Lan Jue said: "Oh, Dad wants to support his family."

Lan Hui turned to grab his arm and said, "Dad is very tired, don't do it anymore, Huier can support you!"

Lan Jue was so happy that he knew he could not continue any longer. The next day he added seven more crocks and left a note written in his left hand - the secret of heaven has been leaked, and the fate has ended. The clay pot was thrown away.

That afternoon, Lan Jue saw Lan Hui squatting by the pond for a long time. In the evening, Lan Hui swelled her eyes and scratched the door of Lan Jue's study: "Dad..."

Lan Jue touched his head: "Be good, go to bed quickly. You are still young, and you will be raised when your father is old. Now my father has to be a good official."

Lan Hui responded with his head down.

When Lan Hui first changed his teeth two years ago, he swallowed a fallen trough into his stomach, thinking that he was going to die, so he put a tear-stained suicide note in a book that Lan Jue was reading, and explained all the money he had hidden. He also put a few ugly dolls that Lan Jue couldn't bear to look at and other small things that were hidden secretly in a box. In the suicide note, he would take a look when Lan Jue missed him.

Lan Jue had no choice but to call Wu Shixin and told him to pretend to tell Lan Hui inadvertently that he would pull out his teeth if he swallowed them, and that no one would die. Then, when he didn't notice, Lan Hui secretly took back the letter and things.

But Lan Jue was relieved to find that his son was quite cautious. Although he thought that Lan Jue had never read the suicide note, he still exchanged the place where he hid money and things. This time, he had recycled too much New Year's money, and I wonder if he would open up a new place.

Thinking of this, Lan Jue's smile couldn't help but deepen. He asked Zhang Ping to come to the small hall again.

Zhang Ping came here and brought New Year's greetings, but Lan Jue was very pleased with some fruits. After all, he was getting more and more adept at doing things.

He smiled and said to Zhang Ping: "Shixin has gone home for the New Year, and no one has spoken with you just now, so he is a little negligent."

Zhang Ping said: "Students have books to read, but they haven't felt lonely. You're polite, sir."

Alas, it would be better if I could speak again.

Lan Jue said to himself in his heart that he should not ask too much.

He also thought about whether to remind Zhang Ping to visit Feng Tai. This is a matter of course. Moreover, Zhang Ping was the magistrate of the imperial edict, so he had to go to visit him even more.

But Feng Tai has always been serious. If Zhang Ping didn't say anything well and the courtesy was not right, it would be better not to go.

Lan Jue thought about it, and waited for the dinner to start and said to Zhang Ping: "I heard that you will be moved to Fengle County Magistrate in the New Year?"

Zhang Ping nodded: "Yes."

Lan Jue smiled and said, "This is a congratulations, but you will have to be busier in the future. When will you take office?"

Zhang Ping said: "Mid-March."

It’s better not to let him visit Feng Tai.

Lan Jue continued to smile slightly and said, "When Lord Gong retires to his hometown, you should pass by Fengle County after you take office. At that time..."

Zhang Ping held the chopsticks and stared at Lan Jue. Lan Jue suddenly felt powerless.

The Shangshu stepped down and returned home, and he passed by his jurisdiction, how to receive him, how to arrange his stay, how to have a banquet, how to eat and give him a gift, etc.... Everything must be grasped in place.

But looking at Zhang Ping now, she looks so in a very clear way that she can spit out the word "Oh", which is considered supportive.

Lan Jue smiled and said, "Forget it, it's still a bit early to say that this matter is. I will inform you as soon as possible. You can do it according to the listed list."

Zhang Ping nodded again.

Lan Jue had something else that was a little worried. While eating, Lan Hui kept looking at Zhang Ping, her eyes shining.

When the soup was served, Lan Hui looked at Zhang Ping again and said, "What is the case you solved for Dali Temple? Cousin Tong refused to tell me."

Lan Jue looked slightly stern: "Hui'er, why don't you respect your elders? Besides, you have taught you knowledge. Apologize quickly."

Lan Hui drooped her head.

Zhang Ping said: "It's a group of scammers."

Lan Hui's eyes suddenly shine again: "Hmm?"

Zhang Ping was serious: "But you can't explain it in detail."

Lan Hui nodded suddenly: "I understand." He leaned against Zhang Ping again, "Mr. Zhang, have the criminals arrested?"

Zhang Ping said: "I have caught it. I can't escape if I haven't caught it yet."

Lan Hui looked at him with a gaze: "Dad has helped you too, right? Daddy said a few days ago that he was sick, but he was actually pretending. Later I found out."

Zhang Ping raised the corner of his mouth slightly: "Yes."

Lan Hui said: "Then..."

Lan Jue said slowly: "Hui'er, don't talk much during meals."

Lan Hui moved back to her seat reluctantly and muttered: "Dad said the most just now."

Lan Jue raised his eyebrows, pretending that he didn't hear it.

As a result, at night, Lan Hui opened the door of Lan Jue's bedroom again: "Dad."

Lan Jue put down the book and looked at him: "What's the matter?"

Lan Hui walked up to Lan Jue with a solemn expression: "Dad, I want to stay fair when I grow up, to clear my grievances and settle unsolved cases."

Lan Jue's brow jumped.

Somehow, Lan Jue's eyes suddenly appeared before her. When she grew up, Lan Hui had her eyelids drooped and said quietly: "Dad, eat a bowl of noodles and sleep. I have to go back to the yamen and I won't spend the New Year with you."

Impossible, absolutely impossible.

My Lanjue's son cannot be like that.

Lan Jue said in a whisper: "Didn't you say you want to be the same as Dad?"

Lan Hui raised his chest: "A husband should sanction the world injustice."

Lan Jue's brows jumped again, stood up, and touched the top of Lan Hui's head: "Well, it's great to set this ambition. But no matter how ambition is, if you don't study hard, it will be empty talk. After the fifth day of the lunar month, continue to work hard."

On the second day of the Chinese New Year, Deng Xu asked Liu Tongyi to take Zhang Ping to Deng's mansion and had a meal.

Deng Xu said to Zhang Ping: "Boy, I'm not to hide it. This case made our temple feel that you are really talented and I wanted to let you go to Dali Temple. But the emperor transferred you to Fengle County. You and I have no fate with colleagues. But this temple will see that the people will not be bad anymore, so you will still eat this bowl of rice in the future." He took out another token, "This temple will not say anything. If there is anything that needs to be done by this temple, take this sign to Dali Temple and go straight to the yamen and inform me."

Zhang Ping accepted the sign and sincerely thanked Deng Xu. It was so good for him to go to Dali Temple or the Ministry of Justice.

However, during the period of stay in Yiping, he felt that being a magistrate was also good.

On the third day of the Chinese New Year, Zhang Ping set off to return to Yiping. Before leaving, he said goodbye to Tao Zhoufeng and Lanjue.

Tao Zhoufeng kindly instructed him that after being the county magistrate for several months, he was promoted to magistrate, which shows that the emperor's kindness is great. He must do his best to do things well, live up to the emperor and the people of the country.

Zhang Ping responded one by one.

Tao Zhoufeng asked: "Have you met Lord Feng?"

Zhang Ping said: "Not yet."

Tao Zhoufeng pondered for a moment: "Well, when you take office, you will pay a visit to him, it will be more solemn."

Zhang Ping also thought about whether to go to see Feng Tai.

But, one thing is that he didn't know Lord Feng and didn't know how to go; the other is that he really didn't know what to give.

When you take office, it is a ceremony to visit your superiors. Someone should be guided so that there will be no mistakes.

After thinking about this, Zhang Ping gave up his thoughts of worship and went straight to Lan Mansion to say goodbye.

Lan Jue said: "I wanted to ask the day before yesterday that Yiping is not far from Fengle. Are you resigning from office at the end of February to Fengle?"

Zhang Ping said: "Well, students need to complete the county annals, and it's OK in early March. Students have nothing to do, so there is no need to clean up."

Lan Jue smiled and said, "I started at the end of February. I took leave and returned to visit my hometown in January. My hometown Jiuhe County is next to Fengle County. Maybe I can go and see you at that time."

Zhang Ping immediately said: "Students are waiting for adults."

Lan Jue looked at him and smiled a little deeper: "It's not necessarily true. If I could go over..." I wanted to say that, so I asked you to treat you, but I felt that it was okay to joke with Wang Yan and others. It was inappropriate to talk to a junior like Zhang Ping, so I didn't spit.

Zhang Ping looked at Lan Jue and said, "Students are waiting for adults."

After leaving the capital, Zhang Ping went to the hut where Chen Chou and Li Wan once lived and took a look.

The hut had been demolished by Dali Temple and even the ground was dug. Zhang Ping stood there for a while and climbed onto the carriage.

The carriage was prepared by Deng Xu for his request. Zhang Ping originally planned to go to Fengle County to check it out, and first stepped on the ground and get familiar with it. Because he was inconvenient to speak, he had to give up.

When he returned to Yiping, the magistrate Shao waited for Zhang Ping to become more and more enthusiastic. Zhang Ping had been transferred, and because of the previous case, the magistrate Shao also received some rewards. There was no more worries, the feelings were more intense and the intention was more lenient.
To be continued...