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Chapter 132 You won’t let me down
The Liao family has deep roots in Pengcheng and has a very good relationship with the local prefect.
The prefect's name was Yi Jian. He was a man who loved talent. He had admired Liao Qing's talent since he was young. His family had collected countless works of Liao Qing. Especially in recent years, as the two sides had become friends, Yi Jian had more works of Liao Qing in his hands.
Therefore, by the way, I also admire this younger generation, Liao Zhu.
Especially since this younger generation was extremely talented and even had a tendency to surpass his father, the father was especially tolerant of him.
The provincial examination is coming soon, and Yi Jian feels that his nephew will definitely get a place and will have a bright future in officialdom.
Yi Jian was sitting in the county government office. When he saw the judge coming in from outside, he asked hurriedly, "Is the governor here?"
The magistrate of Pengcheng said quickly, "No, it was someone from Penglai Academy who came to report to the authorities, saying that the library of Penglai Academy was burned down and all 100,000 volumes of books were destroyed. We have already guessed who did it, and now we want you to help catch her."
Upon hearing that 100,000 volumes of books were destroyed, Yi Jian was shocked and heartbroken, "100,000 volumes! All gone?"
"Yes, I just checked it out. What Liao Zhu said was true. It was burned to ashes." The judge was also distressed. "Do you think we should send someone to help catch him back?"
Yi Jian sighed deeply, "Give some people to catch him, but do it quietly. The governor has come here on the emperor's orders, and nothing can happen at this critical moment!"
"Yes!"
The judge took people to draw a portrait, and then began to investigate secretly throughout the city.
Wen Yan and others had been in Pengcheng for a month, which was not a long time. The government officials quickly found the inn where the three had stayed after investigation.
Immediately bring people to catch it.
Liao Zhu came upon hearing the news, stood behind the official, and watched them advance rapidly until they opened the room where Wen Yan and the others lived.
Wan Dongling was the only one in the room.
The judge led his troops and asked, "Where are the other two?"
Wan Dongling looked ashen: "They left me and ran away, saying they didn't want to offend the Liao family because of me."
Liao Zhu's eyes lit up when he heard this, and he pushed through the crowd and walked over. "Dong Ling, I know that none of this is your fault. In fact, everything was done by Yang Mu's people, right? You were just deceived by him. As long as you admit your mistake, everything can still be turned around."
Wan Dongling's eyes were filled with tears. She looked up into Liao Zhu's eyes, wanting to say something but stopping herself.
The judge took Wan Dongling back for interrogation without waiting for them to finish speaking.
When they reached the door, Wan Dongling turned around and looked at Liao Zhu pitifully, "Does what you said that day still count?"
Liao Zhu's heart began to beat wildly, but he suppressed his inner thoughts. Now was not the right time. If he wanted to make such a proud person devoted to him, he had to crush her into mud first, and then redeem her from above.
Wan Dongling was taken to the government jail, awaiting trial the next day.
She sat in the damp, dark cell, the only view outside being a small window on the opposite wall.
She stared at the night sky outside for a while. She didn't expect that Liao Zhu was more patient than she thought.
But the more this happens, the more confident you become in yourself, and the easier it is to deceive.
The next day, Liao Zhu came.
He came to visit Wan Dongling, full of worry: "Dongling, are you okay?"
As soon as she saw Liao Zhu, Wan Dongling immediately came over and grabbed the wooden fence, "Brother Liao, can you save me? I'm scared..."
A beauty showing weakness always makes people feel extra comfortable. Liao Zhu had knocked Wan Dongling unconscious and thrown her into the building before, so naturally he couldn't pretend with her anymore. He reached out and touched Wan Dongling's cheek: "Are you willing to follow me now? Dongling, I really like you."
Wan Dongling grabbed his hand and said eagerly: "I am willing, Brother Liao, please take me away, I don't want to stay here any longer..."
"Okay, wait here for a while. I'll find someone to ask for your help and get you released."
But this wait lasted another two days.
During these two days, no one came to interrogate Wan Dongling, and no one cared about her, so she starved for three days.
All of this was within Wan Dongling's guess. After all, if she really spoke out the matter of the library, even if Liao Zhu had a way to prove that she was lying, it would inevitably leave room for criticism in front of outsiders.
On the evening of the third day, a tiny gray sparrow flew in from the small window, carrying in its tiny body a bun that was twice as big as itself, and delivered it to her hands breathlessly.
Every time she saw this little guy, Wan Dongling couldn't help but smile.
During these days, the government officials ignored her, but her mother paid a lot of attention to her, sending her food every day for fear that she would starve.
I originally thought that the little gray bird would leave after resting, but unexpectedly, another little gray bird suddenly came to the window, this time carrying a charcoal pencil used by the woman to draw her eyebrows.
Wan Dongling couldn't help laughing again.
What my mother meant was that I had eaten a lot these days, so now I had to disguise myself well so that no one could see me.
It was also to inform her that Liao Zhu might come over tonight.
Sure enough, Liao Zhu came at night, and a constable came with him.
The officer opened the lock and released Wan Dongling. Liao Zhu looked at her lovingly: "Dongling, as long as you listen to me in the future, I will treat you well."
Wan Dongling nodded, her cheeks pale and she said weakly, "Okay."
Liao Zhu said guiltily: "This group of people is really too much. Why don't they even send you food? When I get back, I will definitely talk to the judge. The people under him are too incompetent!"
"Maybe I forgot."
"That should be punished too!"
Liao Zhu drove the carriage and took her back to the Liao family instead of taking her back to Penglai Academy.
Liao Zhu introduced the environment here to her: "Dong Ling, besides the maid, there are only my father and I at home. My mother passed away a few years ago, and my father stays in the academy all day and never comes back, so you don't have to feel constrained."
"However, there is only one place you cannot go, that is the peach garden in the east. Perhaps it is because my mother loves peach blossoms, so she does not allow others to approach this place."
He led Wan Dongling through the courtyard and came to a yard deep inside. "This is the residence I prepared for you. Although your mother left you and ran away, my home is your home from now on. You will stay with me in Pengcheng."
Liao Zhu's eyes were sparkling, as if the person in front of him was really his sweetheart.
The yard is divided into three rooms, one is Wan Dongling's residence, one is the servant's residence, and the other is a study.
The study had obviously been carefully decorated, and all the paper and pens were of the best quality.
In comparison, the dormitory is a bit disappointing.
Liao Zhu pressed Wan Dongling on the stool in the study, lowered his head slightly and said to her: "Dongling, I know you won't let me down, right?"
Then, he forcefully stuffed the pen into her hand.