After he and his mother-in-law separated, he built a house and stocked a warehouse full of grain and

"Dad also said that the governor of Guangdong attaches great importance to official reputation and wants to go further, so he pays great attention to unjust, false and wrongful cases and the official culture of the places under his jurisdiction." Bai Ziqian continued.

Qin Yilin exclaimed.

The governor has already graduated from the second rank, and he is thinking of going one step further. Is he going to become the first minister of the cabinet?

However, there are still two levels between the second level and the first level. From the first level to the second level, even though there are only a few two levels, it will be difficult to reach the sky even further.

If the governor wants to return to Jinling to serve, among other things, he must first be promoted to the second rank. As long as he is promoted to the second rank, he will be just around the corner.

Shui Qing breathed a sigh of relief.

It seems that this is a suitable candidate. The problem now is where to find him.

"Zi Qian, do you know where to find him? Where should we send him?"

She didn't understand the distribution of various states. The man from Shanshui Village had been to Nanning Prefecture as far away as possible. If she didn't ask more clearly, she might not be able to find the place even if she walked along the roadside and inquired.

Bai Ziqian asked uncertainly: "Should it be Guangzhou? If not Shaozhou, Huizhou, or Chaozhou?"

Gaozhou, Leizhou, and Lianzhou were unlikely, and Qiongzhou was even further away. Apart from Nandu, there were only these eight states, but he had never been to any of them. He had only heard his father mention it a few times, and he didn't even know the specific location.

Bai Ziqian regretted so much at this moment, regretting that he knew so little! When I used it, I realized that it was useless, no, it was not even useful at all.

Qin Yilin said with certainty: "The governor's office is in Guangzhou, and the governor should be in Guangzhou as well."

"Okay, let's go to Guangzhou." Shui Qing finalized and asked casually: "By the way, what is the name of the governor of Guangdong?"

Qin Yilin shook his head directly.

She only knew the governor's rank and where the governor's office was because the Shanshui Village where she lived belonged to Guangdong. She had known it before, but she didn't know the governor's name. After all, it was useless to know it.

Now she and the head of the family are not the Ding family and the Qin family from a medical family, but two ordinary rural herb collectors. They are two completely different types of people, and it is useless to know about them.

Bai Ziqian tried hard to remember, and said excitedly: "The last name is Ling! Call, call"

"The last name is Ling Mingce." A deep voice sounded faintly.

Bai Ziqian's face lit up and he nodded happily: "Yes, it's Ling Ce! I heard daddy mention it several times."

As soon as he finished speaking, he looked at Ling Ran in hindsight. His surname was also Ling.

This surname is not uncommon, but it is not a common surname, right?

Shui Qing and Qin Yilin also looked at Ling Ran, who had remained silent.

Shui Qing had always known that Ling Ran was from a wealthy family, but he didn't know the details. At this time, a possibility vaguely emerged in his mind.

Ling Ran pursed his lips tightly, but he still opened his mouth to explain: "In the first month of the year, he is not in charge of the Guangzhou Yamen, but in Sihui. You can only find him by going to Sihui."

Shui Qing and the other three looked confused.

Sihui? What is it? Shui Qing felt that it was really not her fault. She was not born and raised in the country. Besides, it was useless even if she was born and raised in the country. How many of them had traveled far away? How many of them know the names of places outside?

Just look at Qin Yilin and Bai Ziqian.

Ling Ran saw that the expressions of the three people had understood, and sighed: "You will know when you go to the Ling family in Sihui. It is closer than Guangzhou. I will take the village to meet the men."

Qin Yilin said happily: "That's good! No need to worry."

In the past, I only thought that Ling Ran had the aura of a noble son, and I guessed that he must have a good background, but I didn't expect that he was from a wealthy family.

But I wonder what his relationship is with Ling Ce? Is it orthodox or a side branch?

Bai Ziqian slapped Ling Ran and praised him sincerely: "Brother Ling, your family is really powerful. You have a second-grade official!"

"It's not the second rank, it's the second rank for the governor, it's the second rank for the Minister of War, and it was already the second rank last year." Ling Ran said words of praise, but his eyes were colder than the moonlight.

This time even Qin Yilin had to be shocked.

The second grade of Zheng, if King Yan does not rebel, he will be in the cabinet.

These are no longer thick thighs, but golden thighs!

She asked curiously: "Ling Ran, what's your relationship with Ling Ce? You need to hold on to such a thick golden thigh."

What Shui Qing wanted to do was to hold on to the young man and work hard for thirty years, no, even for a lifetime.

Then he thought of Ling Ran when he first came here. He was in rags, shouting for help, making a living by working hard, and hiding in Tibet. This obviously offended someone, but if there was an official from the Ling family who was a feudal official, wouldn't he be walking sideways? How can one be so depressed!

Could it be that Ling Ce was the one he offended? But what could he, a half-year-old child, do to be hunted down by Ling Ce...

Shui Qing, who was hesitating whether or not Ling Ran should go to Sihui, heard Ling Ran's next words.

"He...is my father."

The three of them blinked, then blinked again, and even forgot what reaction they had.

Bai Ziqian asked blankly: "Is it a kiss?"

After asking, I wish I could give myself a slap! How could any father recognize his nonsense?

"Yes, it's just that my mother left early. In less than three months, my father married Qingmei Xinjun, whom I had known since childhood, and I also gained a half-brother who is only one year younger than me."

The three of them were really stunned this time and forgot to speak for a long time.

The amount of information was so large that Shui Qing felt that his brain was like mush and he had to sort it out.

Half-mother, this younger brother is also Ling Ce’s son! And he was only one year younger than Ling Ran, which meant that when Ling Ran's mother was pregnant with him or in confinement, Ling Ce and Xiao Qingmei actually got together and had a secret pregnancy.

Ling Ce Niang, who had been hiding the news from the mistress of the house, didn't even want to wait any longer when his mother passed away, and married Qing Mei as early as possible.

Does this mean that if you have a stepmother, you have a stepfather?

She opened her mouth and asked worriedly: "If you run away, is your stepmother trying to harm you? Does your father know about it, or is he even involved?"

Ling Ran was silent for a while, then raised his eyes and said, "He was not involved, but I can't bet on whether he would cover it up if he knew about it."

The three of them immediately understood that Ling Ran's stepmother wanted to harm him and that his biological father was not trustworthy.

"You can't go to Sihui. You should draw the route to Sihui and tell the villagers carefully. You should be able to find it." Shui Qing said quickly.

She couldn't let Ling Ran take risks.

Bai Ziqian followed: "You can tell me, I'm really good at finding my way!"

Ling Ran shook his head, as if he had made some kind of determination. He first looked at Bai Ziqian and said, "It's too chaotic outside. It's only safe if you stay in the village."

Otherwise, how could the Bai family's parents rest assured, and Aunt Shui Qing wouldn't be able to explain it to her friends.

After speaking, he looked at Aunt Shui Qing, with a smile on his lips and said softly: "Aunt, I was supposed to leave at the beginning of this year, just because I was greedy for warmth and couldn't let go, but now I really have to leave.

Help you before I leave, this is all I can do for you. "

A second-level official, even if he is not on annual leave, still looks down on these dozens of gangsters. He knows his father, and only if he comes forward, his father will help.

And he must leave.