Time is slow

   Chapter 538 Unwavering

   "You, you are pedantic!" Zhang Siqing flipped his sleeves angrily.

  Yushi Xing said nothing, but his tough attitude showed everything.

   "Master Liu, look at—" Zhang Siqing looked at the censor of Zuodu.

   The censor of Zuodu supported his forehead.

   What can he do? He is also very helpless!

   At first, the Censor was selected to go to Fudong, because one of the first two Censors died of a sudden illness and the other had an accident. Everyone felt unlucky and no one wanted to go. This Yushi Xing took the initiative to ask.

   He had experienced the stubborn temper of this low official.

   In order not to be slapped in the face by his subordinates, the censor of Zuodu did not open his mouth.

  The atmosphere froze for a while.

  Shao Mingyuan said: "In this case, Xing Yushi should go to work. Let's look for the two lost account books."

  Yushi Xing sternly bowed his hands to several people: "Then I'll go to work when I'm an official."

  The various evil deeds of the officials headed by Xing Wuyang in Fudong need to be written in detail and presented to the emperor, so he is still busy.

   "Hey—" Seeing Yushi Xing turn around and go out, Zhang Siqing stretched out his hand with a helpless expression.

   "Master Liu, that's your subordinate, you just let him go like this?"

   "Otherwise? Force him to death?" Zuo Du Yushi glanced at Zhang Siqing, and reminded confidently, "Master Zhang, don't forget, those of my subordinates who are the most favorites committed suicide by hitting a pillar."

  Zhang Siqing shook his beard and was blocked so much that he didn't know what to say.

   "Then what should we do now? Those two account books will be presented to the emperor together as important physical evidence. The two account books and two handwritings are fake at first glance. We will have to move our heads by then!"

   Kou Xing silently listened to the dispute between Zhang Siqing and Zuodu Yushi, and turned his eyes to Shao Mingyuan: "Does the Hou Ye say to Xing Yushi that we should find the lost account book, does it have any special meaning?"

  Jing Kou Xing reminded him, Zhang Siqing and the two looked at Shao Mingyuan together.

   Shao Mingyuan and Qiao Mo exchanged glances.

   Just now he suddenly found that Qiao Mo winked at him, and only temporarily appeased Xing Yushi.

   "Three adults, I want to discuss with Lord Hou." Qiao Mo said.

   Seeing several people looking at him, Qiao Mo still looked indifferent, as if Xing Yushi's unexpected rejection did not affect him in the slightest.

   "Okay, let's go in and talk." Kou Xing hesitated a little, then nodded in response.

  The three important ministers walked down the corridor, and the cold wind was blowing, and their hearts were quite heavy.

  The study was quiet and empty, with a strong fragrance of ink.

Qiao Mo was silent for a moment, but what he said was not about the account book: "My eldest sister and I are compatriots, and we are only two years apart in age, although because the eldest sister lived in seclusion with her grandfather in Jiafeng since childhood, we did not spend many days together. But many of our hobbies are strikingly similar..."

   Shao Mingyuan did not interrupt, and listened carefully.

  Everything about Zhaozhao, he wanted to know.

  Qiao Mo finally said, and looked at Shao Mingyuan deeply: "Master Hou, has the eldest sister mentioned to you that both of us are good at imitating other people's handwriting?"

   Shao Mingyuan was slightly startled, shook his head and said, "Zhaozhao didn't mention it."

   Speaking of this, he smiled: "Zhaozhao is not a person who likes to show off."

  Qiao Mo pulled the corner of his mouth.

   He was also worried that Shao Mingyuan wouldn't be able to hang on his face. Who knew that people would find reasons.

   "If you have Xing Yushi's words in front of you, give me and my eldest sister one day, we can imitate 80% of the same, and if we give us three days, we can do it with the fake."

   Shao Mingyuan was amazed.

   There are people who are geniuses in the sky, and his wife and brother-in-law are such people.

  Thinking of this, the young general rubbed his face in distress.

  What should I do if the pressure is even greater? In the future, if he and Zhaozhao's doll are not smart, they will definitely follow him...

   "Master Hou?" Qiao Mo didn't understand why the person in front of him suddenly had a bitter face.

  Shao Mingyuan returned to his senses and smiled dryly: "Uncle and brother are amazing and talented, I really admire them."

Young Master Qiao inexplicably heard something wrong, looked at Shao Mingyuan in surprise, and sighed: "Whether it's me or the eldest sister, you can forge the handwriting of Yushi Xing and transcribe those two account books, but I'm not sure if this is the case. It's not right—"

   The teaching he received actually made him clear in his heart that this approach was not done by a gentleman, but the two account books were so important that he was willing to give up certain persistence.

   "Uncle, don't think too much, this is the right thing to do." Shao Mingyuan said without hesitation.

  Qiao Mo looked at him deeply.

Shao Mingyuan smiled lightly, as if what made Qiao Mo hesitate was not something to worry about at all: "Some things, the result is more important than the process, the battlefield is like this, and the officialdom is like this. As long as we know it's right, it's worth going. Do it, stand firm, don't hold back!"

  Qiao Mo's eyes flashed slightly.

   Shao Mingyuan smiled, looked out the window, and said softly: "Everyone wants to keep the gentleman's style, the bright wind and the moon, but many things in this world have to be done by someone."

  Qiao Mo was shocked, as if he had known the young man in front of him for the first time.

   He is two years younger than him, and he is already a world-famous general and a champion proclaimed by the emperor. Many people envy and admire him, but there are also many who secretly scolded him for being cold-blooded and ruthless, shooting his wife in exchange for military merit.

  The world is ignorant and repeats what others say. Sometimes if you want to ruin a person's reputation, it only takes a few idlers to knock their teeth after drinking.

   He always thought that Shao Mingyuan came to this day because of his passion, but now he finds that this person is more transparent than most people.

   The youngest senior general in Daliang, because he can see clearly, he is unwavering, and he moves forward bravely.

  Qiao Mo reached out and patted Shao Mingyuan's shoulder, and said solemnly: "Master Hou is right, I know what to do."

   Shao Mingyuan smiled and shook his head: "Uncle and brother can't do this."

  Qiao Mo was completely confused this time, with doubts in his eyes.

   "If Li Shenyi heals my uncle's face injury, will my uncle participate in next year's meeting?"

   "Yes." Qiao Mo frowned, already understanding what Shao Mingyuan meant.

   "If your uncle wants to go a long way in his career, you can't let people know that you are good at imitating other people's handwriting."

   A person who can imitate other people's handwriting, which commander would dare to use such a subordinate?

  Qiao Mo was silent for a while.

   "I'm going to Zhaozhao."

  Qiao Mo stopped Shao Mingyuan: "The eldest sister is a girl, how can I stay out of it and involve her instead?"

   "Uncle, I know what Zhaozhao thinks. If you really come forward, she will be angry."

  Qiao Mo's lips moved, and he finally sighed.

   Li Jiadong House.

   "Xiangjun, the eldest lady of the West House has brought three girls to greet you." The maid reminded Jiang shi's ear.

   "What time is it now?"

   "It's noon."

  Mr. Jiang's cloudy eyes remained motionless, he snorted coldly at the front, and slammed his cane on the ground heavily: "It seems that I was bullying my old wife and can't see, so please come over at noon!"

   (end of this chapter)