Chapter Seven: Who can rival the heroes of the world
To call a primary school student is equivalent to calling a young scholar, just as a young Guan Zhang is certainly not Guan Zhang, and a young Zhuge is definitely not Zhuge Liang. The distinction is quite clear and should not be perceived as a case of impersonation.
While speaking, he continued to glance at the sky frequently; the sun seemed to have shifted slightly towards the west, truly starving a person to death
I understand, my lady," Gu Qiongzhi nodded and instinctively replied
The young widow watched it several times and could only express her admiration in capital letters. In contrast, the petition she had written earlier was simply bland and uninteresting, highlighting the stark difference between amateur and professional.
Is it really unnecessary to include terms such as "rape," "violence," "insult," etc.? And is there no mention of assaulting family members?" Qin Dewei asked again, still not satisfied.
At that moment, a commotion suddenly erupted outside the main gate, with someone knocking on the door and shouting: "Is Wei Ge'er inside? The color is like a bone-scraping steel knife, you are still young, you must hold on tight!"
Not right! Something is strange! Although the words of the young lawyer are not incorrect, they seem rather awkward!
This implication has become quite evident; it is already midday, yet there is still no mention of lunch? It is not that he is greedy, but surely the lunch of a wealthy family is better than that of a poor uncle's family
Only Wen Zhengming, one of the Four Great Talents of Jiangnan, remained resilient at the age of sixty, sustaining his vigor until the age of ninety
Can I still deceive you? You will know once you go! Who is Li You again?
The county office issues notices on the 2nd and 8th of each month, and hears cases on the 3rd and 9th. Before the next 8th, it is sufficient to submit the petition to the county office, and there are no other matters for the time being
Although the life of the great talent Yang can still last for about thirty more years, it is likely that Qin Dewei will never see him again, unless he is also exiled thousands of miles away to Yunnan
The young widow was quite skeptical of Qin Dewei's response. If several men were to break into the house and cause trouble, what could a twelve-year-old boy possibly do? Could he fight off the intruders?
Qin Dewei asked in surprise, "It's not that I look down on my uncle, but how can a strongman like you, a mere constable, possibly be related to that literary gala? And you want to take me to see it? You're not Li You after all"
If Qin Dewei had traveled back in time a year earlier, he might have been able to discuss with this mythical figure what is meant by subjective idealism
Indeed, there is the extraordinary talent Yang Shen, known for his poem "The Yangtze River Flows Eastward," who was destined to become a leading figure in contemporary literature. Unfortunately, a few years ago, he was exiled to Yunnan, where he is subjected to an irrevocable high-level political treatment, destined to spend his life in poetry and distant dreams
At this time, the next recognized literary leader in history, the suspected author of "Jin Ping Mei," Wang Shizhen, was still wearing split-crotch pants
Qin Dewei picked up his pen and wrote the petition in one go, drying the ink and nodding in satisfaction
The style of official documents in this era is somewhat akin to the later "shocking style," where one writes in a sensational manner within a certain format to attract the attention of the "readers"
Indeed, it is that Wang Yangming, who has almost become a legend in later generations, but he passed away last year
Qin Dewei silently converted 2 qian of silver into 200 yuan, which is quite sufficient! It is abundantly generous! He felt the strong sincerity from the client!
The main text of the document must not exceed two lines, with each line containing no more than thirty characters. This format is said to have been stipulated by Wang Yangming
Outside the gate, the Qin constable suddenly saw his nephew and quickly assessed him. Noticing that Qin Dewei's clothing was relatively neat and tidy, he let out a sigh of relief
Gu Qiongzhi finally had no issues and called the maid over, seemingly preparing to discuss the arrangements for lunch. One could faintly hear phrases such as "the eatery at the alley entrance" and "a meal costing two coins"
According to government regulations, the person who drafts the petition must also sign it, which posed a bit of a dilemma for Qin Dewei
In the ninth year of the Jiajing era of the Ming Dynasty, Qin Dewei is nothing but a minor figure, daring to call himself a student? When encountering officials who value propriety, a good beating is inevitable
In Jiangnan, there is still plenty of time. Qin Dewei should have the opportunity to meet Wen Zhengming, provided that the people of Suzhou acknowledge that Nanjing is also considered a city in Jiangnan.
Enough! Qin Dewei, who dreams of dominating the national literary scene, lets out a reluctant sigh and writes his signature—Elementary School Student Qin Dewei.
He is still useful, cannot turn against him, cannot turn against him, the teased young widow muttered to herself while contemplating her situation. She then asked, "What if someone comes to cause trouble at home again, what should be done then?"
Thus, with the grand aspirations of Qin Dewei, although he has yet to gain fame through the poetry of later generations, he already possesses a somewhat invincible sense of solitude in advance
Qin Dewei spoke while frequently looking up at the sky—at this moment, the spring sun was high in the sky, hanging in the center of the southern heavens
"Before the trial, I just need to come once more to discuss the matter of representing you in court," Qin Dewei said earnestly. "During this time, you must guard the door, avoid trouble, try not to show your face, and stay peacefully at home, waiting for me."
The petition is written for the county magistrate, and only the county students, commonly known as scholars, are qualified to refer to themselves as students. This is a rule of hierarchy and respect.
I came here with my uncle, the constable!" Qin Dewei replied irritably. When one is tired and hungry, emotions are most prone to volatility, and Qin Dewei is currently exhibiting such a tendency.
He said to his elder nephew: "Have you not always yearned for the life of scholars and literati? This afternoon, there is a grand literary gathering; I will take you to experience it!"
"Who is out there talking nonsense again?" The young widow was about to explode with anger. Qin Dewei stood awkwardly without saying a word and quickly walked over to open the front door
One cannot help but feel a sense of nostalgia and emotion; the study of the judicial system during the Ming and Qing dynasties was originally akin to a dragon-slaying technique, yet today it unexpectedly proves to be of practical use
In recent years, there have been quite a few notable literary figures who have passed away. In addition to Wang Shenhua, the prominent retro literary figure Li Mengyang passed away last month, and the first talent of Jiangnan, Tang Bohu, passed away a few years ago
Gu Qiongzhi looked at the suddenly dazed young lawyer and couldn't help but furrow her brows, wondering if he was still capable of functioning
He looked at the sky again; if he didn't attend to the meal soon, the sun would have already tilted towards the west
Twelve years old, elementary school student, no problem
Lawsuit for the Destruction of the Widow's Home: The husband has been dead for six months, and his remains are yet to cool, yet she is violently attacked! Uncle Yang Qi is the first to instigate this treachery, and the clan rises up as robbers, devouring like tigers and wolves. They forcefully invade the woman's inner chambers, vandalize the memorial tablet of her deceased husband, seize her belongings, and appropriate her property, exhausting her family wealth, worse than a bloodbath. Extreme injustice and suffering, with no way out, she weeps blood and appeals for justice
He perceives himself as a scholar and wishes to sign as Student Qin Dewei. However, unfortunately, he cannot.
Qin Dewei recognized the voice; it was that of his uncle. It was likely that his uncle, unable to see him at the county office, inquired and managed to find his way here.
She gently tapped the other person's head, taking advantage of her height, and said, "Wake up! How can you be daydreaming while standing in broad daylight?"
Reflecting on the past and contemplating the present, Qin Dewei stood with his hands behind his back, gazing towards the southwest, and sighed leisurely: "If Yang Shen does not emerge, who in the world can rival the heroes?"
Walking down the street, Qin Dewei, feeling famished, couldn't help but complain: "Uncle's arrival is quite untimely, ruining my good fortune"
One might feel that their words are too harsh, and the educational approach towards adolescents in their puberty should not be overly severe. Qin, the conscript, forced himself to take a moment to calm down.
Text without a pillow and a fist is like cooking without adding salt
Qin Dewei was speechless; with his uncle's interference, the meal worth two qian of silver was gone! In an era where the average monthly salary was just over one tael of silver, a meal worth two qian of silver was not something an ordinary person could afford!
"There is really no need!" The young widow, fearing that Qin Dewei might go mad, quickly stamped her seal next to her signature: "This is just fine!"
Qin Dewei replied impatiently, "I live very close. Send someone to inform me, and I will help you resolve it."
The soaring aspirations were forcibly put on hold by the client, and Qin Dewei had no choice but to return to the reality of working hard to make a living, handing the document to Gu Qiongzhi. "Take a look, then sign and seal it."
This is not a place to linger, hurry and follow me. The Qin servant pulled Qin Dewei away.
Gu Qiongzhi suddenly realized that the tone of the young lawyer was surprisingly similar to that of a husband reminding his wife before leaving the house Is this yet another deliberate tease directed at her
Wait, is this a good thing? The Qin family's servant lamented with great sorrow: "You are still a child, your body has not yet matured, how can you be so preoccupied with women! I, the Qin family, have only you as my sole descendant; how can you not cherish your own body like this? How can you face our ancestors?"
The Qin officials are somewhat perplexed, do they hinder your good fortune? What good can come from being in the company of the young widow? What good can you and the young widow possibly share?