Chapter 64

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A bit disappointed!

When Zhao Chen returned from the southern city, he looked at the memorial that Ma Zhou had spent over an hour writing and couldn't help but feel greatly disappointed!

The language was indeed ornate, pleasant to read, and rhythmically beautiful, but it didn't say a single word that needed to be said. It was full of adjectives, like "heinous crimes" and "extreme wickedness," which made Zhao Chen frown!

However, seeing Liu Hui's absorbed expression, Zhao Chen suspected that he might not have understood it at first, after all, it was all in classical Chinese! So, he lowered his head and read it word by word, sentence by sentence, carefully and seriously, but the result was the same!

If such a memorial were submitted, it would not achieve the effect Zhao Chen expected. It would be ineffective, and it might be directly thrown to the Ministry of Personnel or the Three Temples. If that happened, all their efforts here would be in vain!

"Does the court judge think it's not good?" Since Zhao Chen entered and started reading the memorial he had written with great effort, Ma Zhou had been nervously watching Zhao Chen's expression. Seeing Zhao Chen frowning and silent, he cautiously asked.

"Brother Ma's talent is indeed beyond reach!" Zhao Chen couldn't discourage him, especially someone like Ma Zhou, so he tactfully said, "However, I think this memorial can be more direct!"

Seeing Ma Zhou and Liu Hui raise their heads, looking at him in confusion, Zhao Chen had to speak straightforwardly, "For example, we can pick one incident, ignore the others for now, and focus on describing the process and severity of this incident, using some exaggeration."

As Zhao Chen spoke, he rummaged through the box, picked out the case of the tea merchant's crime, and handed it to Ma Zhou, saying, "Let's focus on this incident. Write down the cause, process, and result of this incident! Emphasize the cause more, how the family was before this incident, and how they are after it, to make it more contrasting!"

Listening to Zhao Chen's explanation, Ma Zhou and Liu Hui couldn't help but break out in cold sweat. This was the first time they had heard that a memorial could be written this way. Both were insightful people, and with a little thought, they immediately understood the significance of this memorial.

Looking at the ornate memorial Ma Zhou had written earlier, they suddenly understood why Zhao Chen had looked disappointed. The two were completely incomparable!

"What about the other incidents?" Ma Zhou wiped the cold sweat from his forehead, suddenly looking at the other pieces of evidence in the box, and cautiously asked.

"We don't need to write all of them!" Zhao Chen looked at Ma Zhou, suddenly smiled, and said, "Brother Ma, just focus on describing this incident, and at the end, add a sentence, 'Similar crimes are countless.'"

"This... How can this be!" As soon as Zhao Chen finished speaking, Liu Hui beside him immediately widened his eyes in surprise, saying incredulously, "These incidents vary in severity, how can they be generalized!"

Liu Hui finally held back from saying it was a crime to deceive the emperor, but his words clearly conveyed the same meaning.

"Liu Zhubu, His Majesty is very busy!" Zhao Chen looked at the stubborn Liu Hui, sighed, and said with a look of concern for Emperor Li Er, "Do we really need to list all the crimes and make His Majesty read them one by one?"

Liu Hui half-opened his mouth, stared at Zhao Chen with wide eyes, wanted to say something, but finally sighed in defeat and turned to sit on the side, not caring anymore.

Zhao Chen smiled as he watched Liu Hui sit on the ground in defeat, turned his head to look at Ma Zhou, who smiled in understanding, bowed to Zhao Chen, and then sat down to start writing.

With Zhao Chen's guidance and Liu Hui's supplementation, a beautifully written, heart-wrenching memorial was freshly produced.

Zhao Chen looked at the newly produced memorial, nodded in satisfaction, then took the brush from Ma Zhou, and signed his name at the bottom in a wobbly, messy script.

Liu Hui and Ma Zhou, standing beside him, looked down at Zhao Chen's messy brushwork on the memorial, and their facial muscles couldn't help but twitch. They suddenly understood why Zhao Chen had declined!

"Hehe, my handwriting is a bit ugly, forgive me, forgive me!" Zhao Chen himself was a bit embarrassed. He had been learning for a long time, but he still couldn't write well with a brush, always making people laugh. He needed to practice more.

"Not at all!" Ma Zhou and Liu Hui quickly said insincerely. However, their eyes avoided the memorial, not looking at Zhao Chen's handwriting.

Hearing this, Zhao Chen laughed, then sealed the memorial, carefully placed it in the box, had someone prepare a sled, woke up Qin Ming, handed the box to Qin Ming, and sent him off to Chang'an quickly.

The memorial couldn't be directly handed to Li Er, so it had to go through Old Qin. Thinking about Old Qin's possible reaction after seeing the memorial, Zhao Chen couldn't help but sigh.

The memorial was sent, and now they had to wait for Li Er's response. Zhao Chen decided not to think about it for now. There were more important things to do, like settling the refugees, which was the main purpose of his trip.

"Bang!" In the hall of the Qin residence, Qin Shubao looked at the memorial Qin Ming had just brought back from Lantian, his face turning ashen, and he angrily slammed the memorial on the low table in front of him.

"Ridiculous!" Qin Shubao's face turned ashen with anger, and he glared at Qin Ming, who was standing with his hands hanging by his sides, and said furiously, "Why did you detain the magistrate of Lantian? Are you out of your mind? Even if the magistrate of Lantian is a heinous criminal, there are others in the court to deal with him. What right do you have?"

The head of the family was very angry, and the consequences were severe! Seeing Qin Shubao's ashen face and uncontrollable anger, Qin Ming was so scared that he didn't dare to move.

In fact, he had already guessed this would happen when they left Lantian. Thinking about the more serious matters the head of the family didn't know, Qin Ming didn't dare to imagine his reaction.

"Besides detaining the magistrate of Lantian, what else did this scoundrel do?" Qin Shubao's eyes were sharp, and when he saw Qin Ming sigh quietly, he immediately sensed something and asked, his heart skipping a beat.

"Yesterday evening, when we arrived outside Lantian, we saw the magistrate of Lantian close the city gates, leaving all the refugees outside!" Qin Ming, hearing this, inwardly groaned, hesitated for a moment, and then, with a deep breath, stammered.

"Then what?" Qin Shubao looked at Qin Ming, his eye muscles twitching uncontrollably, suddenly having a bad feeling, and asked cautiously.

"Then... then, the young master ordered an attack on the city!" Qin Ming bowed his head, not knowing how the words came out of his mouth.

"Bang!" The low table in front of Qin Shubao flew up and hit the screen on the left side of the hall, shattering the screen that Qin's wife had carefully chosen into pieces.

Qin Ming bowed his head, took a tiny step back, and thought about how the head of the family would react when he learned that the young master had also killed a hundred-ride commander, Sun Yin. Qin Ming clenched his fists tightly, feeling indignant and helpless.

"What?" Qin Shubao, enraged, threw the low table, about to curse, but then saw Qin Ming's hesitant expression, realizing there was more, and stopped, staring at Qin Ming and asking coldly, "Attacking the city isn't enough, is there something even more serious?"

"Um!" Qin Ming bowed his head and grunted.

"Good!" Qin Shubao suddenly laughed in anger, carefully placed the memorial back in the box, sat up straight, and said to Qin Ming with a smile, "Tell me, I'm very curious, what else did this scoundrel do? To scare you like this!"

"The young... the young master also... also killed a hundred-ride commander!" Qin Ming's heart pounded, the more calm and composed Qin Shubao appeared, the more terrified Qin Ming was. But he couldn't keep quiet, so he gritted his teeth, took a deep breath, and stammered.

The hall suddenly fell into an eerie silence. Qin Shubao, sitting at the head of the hall, kept his mouth open, as if he had turned to stone. Qin Ming, on the other side, had a cold sweat trickling down his forehead despite the cold weather.

Just as the hall fell into an eerie silence, outside the hall, Qin Haidao and Qin Yuyan, brother and sister, were secretly hiding under a window, listening to the conversation inside.

"Sister, what is a hundred-ride? I've never heard of it!" When Qin Ming mentioned that Zhao Chen had killed a hundred-ride commander, Qin Yuyan's rosy lips opened in surprise, and Qin Haidao, beside her, looked puzzled, looking up at his sister and asking.

"That's the emperor's personal guard!" Qin Yuyan, afraid that her father would hear Qin Haidao's voice, quickly covered his mouth, lowered her voice, and explained, still shocked.

Sure enough, as soon as Qin Yuyan finished speaking, Qin Haidao's eyes widened in shock, and he let out a loud cry, but Qin Yuyan's hand muffled his mouth, only allowing a muffled sound to escape.

"Indeed, he's no different from Cheng Chumo!" Qin Yuyan thought, somewhat disappointed.

Originally, when she heard that the entire court couldn't solve the problem, and the emperor summoned this rogue to the hall, and he solved it so easily, even winning money from several old officials in front of the emperor, she had developed a bit of a good impression of Zhao Chen. That's why she secretly came to listen to the conversation when Qin Ming returned, but what she heard was all about his trouble in Lantian!

Killing the emperor's personal guard, is this rogue out of his mind!

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