After understanding Li Qinglin's purpose, the clerk of the Household Department carefully verified the deed and the letter from the Ministry of Justice.

"A tenant in the king's house, sixteen years old, a martial arts master, and a flag bearer?"

After seeing this, the police officer could not piece together this information onto one person.

His originally lazy expression became solemn. He looked at Li Qinglin again and again, silently sighing in his heart that the young are formidable.

The magistrate took out a thick file, added Li Qinglin's name into it, asked Li Qinglin to put his fingerprints on it, and explained in detail the various advantages and benefits of middle-class households.

Apart from various tax reductions and exemptions, the most important thing is that it can also benefit blood relatives, allowing the lowest class of people to move forward and no longer be at the bottom of society.

In addition, you can even spend money to buy tenants and servants! It is no exaggeration to say that it is a step to heaven! …

After Li Qinglin left, the janitor in the household office looked at his departing back, shook his head and sighed.

He has been struggling in official circles for decades, experiencing ups and downs, but today he has only managed to become a middle-class citizen. He has to take assessments every year, and if he slacks off, he will be at risk of being banned.

How can he compare to the young man just now? Now that he has great power, it is still unknown how far he can go in the future.

Just as I was thinking about it, a person walked in from outside the room.

"Lao Gao, you're here to change shifts so early today? What a treat! I finally got off an early shift..." the police officer said with a smile.

The man called Lao Gao smiled helplessly and said, "Yesterday I went to the city gate to guard it, and I earned some extra money.

I went to have a drink, but the tigress locked me out of the house and I didn't come back the whole night. I might as well come to work early!"

The police officer laughed loudly upon hearing this, made a few jokes, and then said casually,

"By the way, a young man just came to register his household registration. He is a middle-class household. According to the records, he is a new flag bearer from the Ministry of Justice."

"Oh? But which wealthy family, or which general's son?"

Lao Gao yawned, walked to the table and took a look at the file that had not yet been closed.

His sleepiness suddenly disappeared, his open mouth couldn't close, and his eyes were fixed on the three words "Li Qinglin".

He suspected that it was just a coincidence of name and surname, so he looked at the later resume and household registration information of the name and verified it repeatedly.

Finally, he looked up in a daze, and the figure of the young man with a slightly ingratiating smile who gave him money yesterday and asked him how to leave his household registration appeared in his mind.

He just felt a chill on his back and secretly thanked himself for doing his job honestly.

I said everything I should have said, and didn’t say anything I shouldn’t have said!

…

"Hmm? Brother Li, I haven't seen you for a while. Are you doing well?"

Outside Fuwen Hall, the book club ended.

Gao Jingshu, wearing a plum-red skirt that lightly outlined her slender waist, was about to get on the carriage when she was stopped by Li Qinglin, whom she had not seen for a long time.

"Mr. Li went to serve in the army a few days ago and just returned to the city." Li Qinglin replied.

Gao Jingshu nodded in understanding after hearing this, and glanced at the criminal token hanging on Li Qinglin's waist without showing any expression.

"The reason I rashly stopped the young lady today is that I, Li, have an unspoken request." Li Qinglin bowed and saluted.

"Brother Li, you are too polite. We have known each other for many days, so we can be called book friends. If I can help you, please feel free to ask."

Gao Jingshu got off the bench, the hem of her skirt swaying in the wind, and the plum blossom patterns embroidered on it seemed to come alive, emitting a faint fragrance.

Li Qinglin nodded and handed the rouge gift box he had bought to the maid beside Gao Jingshu.

It is natural to give gifts when asking someone to do something for you.

These rouges are not cheap. They are the signature products of Taoxiage, the most famous rouge shop in the outer city. Li Qinglin spent three taels of silver on them.

He went to Luoyan Daoyuan to find Wen Tiexin in advance and sold the piece of snake bone in his hand to her, which alleviated his financial difficulties.

The maid looked at Gao Jingshu with an inquiring look. Gao Jingshu kept smiling and nodded slightly.

"I used to study in a private school in a shanty town. I felt that it was full of people playing and selling things on the street, and it was not a good place to study for a long time. So I planned to move my family to the outer city in the near future.

I wonder if Miss Gao knows any academies, could you recommend one or two?"

Gao Jingshu was surprised when she heard this and praised, "Brother Li, you are such a wise man. I am willing to help you."

Gao Jingshu pondered for a moment and said, "My father knows the dean of Hanshan Academy, Wang Shouren. It just so happens that he had several students who took the literary examination last year and went to the provincial capital, so there was a vacancy.

Well, I'll go back and talk to my old man, and I'll give you, Brother Li, a definite answer tonight at the latest."

Hanshan Academy?

Wang Shouren? Li Qinglin seemed to have heard of these names somewhere before, but he used to stay in the palace and had no way of knowing, so he didn't think much about it at this moment.

Li Qinglin showed his delight and thanked her repeatedly. After the two exchanged a few more words of greeting, he watched Gao Jingshu walk back into the carriage.

The sound of wheels rutting came melodiously on the bluestone slabs.

In the carriage, the maid looked back at the figure of Li Qinglin on the roadside, which was getting farther and farther away. Then she turned back to look at Gao Jingshu and said with some complaint,

"Miss! How could you agree to someone so easily?

That's the headmaster Wang Shouren, the late emperor's tutor and the current emperor's enlightenment teacher. Although he was attacked by villains and banished to our place, many people are vying for a place to be his disciple, let alone to enter Hanshan Academy!"

Gao Jingshu smiled softly upon hearing this, and said angrily, "You little girl, are you still controlling me? You are just shortsighted. Did you notice the token hanging around his waist?"

"Ah? I didn't notice that. I was just trying to figure out whether this rouge box was valuable or not."

"You! Alas, that is the token of the Ministry of Justice. Judging from the texture and craftsmanship, it is the flag bearer."

Gao Jingshu's eyes were calm and deep, revealing a thoughtful look.

"Brother Li must have been a servant of a family in the inner city before. This military service must be the pioneering service he performed when he was an adult.

But after returning from military service, he had become the Chief of Police. The difference between the two was so great that either he had some adventures during his military service, or he had been dormant for a long time and finally emerged as a potential dragon, or...

Both! ”

Gao Jingshu continued, "For a person like this, it's better to make friends with him as soon as possible. I'm just providing an opportunity for him to get in touch with Uncle Wang.

As for whether it will succeed or not, whether he will be accepted as a disciple or not, it all depends on Brother Li's ability. But no matter what, he has accepted this favor after all."

Li Qinlin frowned slightly, but recalled the conversation he had just had with Gao Jingshu.

Pu Song, who had lent himself books for free many times and invited himself to escort his bodyguards to burn incense at the ancestral temple in the shantytown, has not come to attend book clubs during this period.

After asking around, I only learned that he went to a shantytown and was never seen again.

Before this, Li Qinglin had seen a trace of evil spirit in Pu Song's burning blood.

Li Qinglin had some bad thoughts in his mind.

"Brother Pu, have you fallen victim to some evil spirit?!"

…

Li Qinglin returned home very late that day, and Li Qingjing and Li Qingqing were already asleep.

Li Xianshi stopped spinning, washed the handle, and took the food out of the pot which was still burning with steam.

Farmers have always been very careful with food and are reluctant to throw away leftovers.

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Although these were leftovers from the banquet, they had not been touched much and were deliberately left for Li Qinglin by Li Xianshi.

Li Qinglin didn't dislike the food at all and started to eat with relish.

While eating, there was a knock on the door.

"But Master Li Qinglin? I am a servant of the Gao family. I am here to deliver the entrance ticket to Hanshan Academy on the orders of Miss Gao."

Li Qinglin pushed open the fence and saw a capable man standing on the road. Although he was a little thin, his eyes were bright and he was neither humble nor arrogant.

Gao Jingshu is really a trustworthy person! Li Qinglin sighed in his heart and took the admission ticket.

This courtyard introduction may seem to be just a thin piece of paper, but it has a huge effect.

It would be fine if these private schools in the shantytowns were built with funds from the neighbors, but the management of students was chaotic, and the quality of teachers was also uneven. Anyone could get in as long as they paid.

In order to enroll in any academy of a certain size, one needs an introduction from the academy, or a letter of recommendation from a respected old scholar.

Seeing that the matter was settled, the servants of the Gao mansion clasped their fists in greeting and were about to leave.

Li Qinglin stopped him and asked him to wait a moment.

He went back into the house, took out a piece of plain satin and handed it to the servant.

"This satin is hand-woven by my mother. Although it is not worth much, it is soft and next to the skin. Please accept it."

The servant was surprised when he saw this.

As a servant, he was bound to be looked down upon and mocked by others when he was out doing business, but he seldom encountered someone like Li Qinglin.

"Thank you, sir!" The servant thanked him and turned to leave.

Close the fence and return to the house.

While he was eating, he was thinking silently,

"The judge and the court will take over. That's about it."

…

The next day.

At sunrise, the wooden door is still open, and light and shadows dance through the gaps in the fence. The roadside is covered with locust flowers, but no one is sweeping them.

"What? Moving?! Bro, where are we moving to?"

Inside the Li family's house, Li Qingqing's crisp voice rang out, shaking off a petal hanging on the moss in the corner of the wall.

Inside the house, Li Xianshi, Li Qingjing and Li Qinglin were all shocked.

But Li Qinglin continued to speak calmly,

"Yesterday I rented a small courtyard with two entrances in Tuoyazi, Outer City. It's just over Sui Mian Street. It's in a quiet area. Just one or two blocks away is the downtown area. There are also many academies and dojos nearby. It will be very convenient for me to study and practice martial arts in the future."

Without mentioning everyone's surprised or nervous expressions, Li Qinglin let his younger brothers and sisters go to the private school and just said that he would pick them up in person in the afternoon.

Ever since Li Qinglin returned from military service and became a martial artist, his every move and gesture exudes a certain convincing aura.

Li Xianshi also secretly regarded him as her backbone. When she heard the news of moving, she looked dazed and kept muttering, "It's better to move, it's better to move, so that I can avoid their noise and have some peace and quiet." Then she started to pack up the house and prepare to move.

Li Qinglin walked out of the yard and knocked on the door of his neighbor Mrs. Gou.

Sister Gou was picking shepherd's purse in the wasteland behind the house. When she heard the knock on the door, she asked Hu Zi to open it.

Li Qinglin only heard a series of light and heavy, unsteady footsteps. Behind the door, a dark-skinned face appeared, who was about the same age as himself.

"Brother Lin?"

Hu Zi was surprised, and then hurriedly welcomed Li Qinglin into the house.

Li Qinglin looked at Hu Zi who was pouring water for him. He was very young and strong, but unfortunately, he was lame.

Half a year ago, Hu Zi's leg was broken by the roller gang. Although it was cured later, he was left with a chronic disease.

Mrs. Gou, who was picking vegetables, heard the noise in the house, put down the dustpan, and wiped her hands on her apron.

As soon as she entered the room and saw Li Qinglin, her eyes lit up and she subconsciously called him "Brother Lin" in a friendly manner, but suddenly she thought of something and her behavior became more or less restrained.

Not to mention pinching Li Qinglin's butt again.

Li Qinglin didn't seem to notice Mrs. Gou's estrangement. Instead, he smiled and chatted with her about some family matters.

Complaining that the paths become muddy when it rains, angrily scolding the old market chief for being nepotistic and taking advantage of others, lamenting that the current taxation is becoming more and more stringent, and there is no end in sight for the endless cycle of eating one meal and going hungry the next...

Finally, Li Qinglin said,

"Sister Gou, I came here to say goodbye to you. We will move to the outer city tomorrow."

The house suddenly became quiet.

(End of this chapter)