According to the time, the person sent by the escort agency to Zhang Bangchui's hometown to get the documents should be back soon.
Song Jinxiu went to the county town again.
Sure enough, the second in command of the escort agency came over to greet her as soon as he saw her.
He got straight to the point and said, "Girl, things are a little unsatisfactory."
"What do you mean? There is no such file?"
"The county government there was once vandalized by refugees, and the archives room was burned down. The certificate cannot be issued."
The second in command paid some money and met the local county magistrate in person.
When it comes to Zhang Zihan, the county magistrate still knows about it, but he wants to issue a certificate, but his family is unwilling to do so, saying what if someone impersonates him?
Song Jinxiu asked: "Then if I go back and get a certificate, is that okay?"
The second in command smiled bitterly, "I asked the same question, but the county magistrate still shook his head. He said he was willing to issue a guarantee certificate to Zhang Zihan, proving that his three children were good citizens and that his children passed the exam with A grades."
Having said that, the second in command paused and glanced at Song Jinxiu.
"From the tone of the county magistrate, your relative Zhang Zihan is very knowledgeable."
Song Jinxiu raised her eyebrows. "He knew that Zhang Zihan was a scholar, but he was unwilling to issue a scholar certificate. However, he was very willing to issue a child certificate and a good citizen certificate. There must be a reason for this. Is there something he doesn't want to say?"
The second in command immediately said with admiration: "The girl is smart, there is indeed a reason for this."
It turned out that the second in command also felt it was strange, so he spent money to find out from the clerk that six years ago, someone had impersonated a scholar.
Song Jinxiu frowned, "Impersonation? This is deceiving the emperor, a serious crime."
"Yes, later on, when the incident was discovered, it turned out that it was not just a case of impersonation, but also that a county magistrate died because of it.
Now the new county magistrate has re-sorted the files and will file whatever was previously blocked, and will deny anything that was not blocked. ”
As he said this, the second in command handed the certificate to Song Jinxiu.
Song Jinxiu saw that there was a guarantor from the county magistrate, a clerk named Shao Xin, and a member of the Zhang family's clan to prove it.
Song Jinxiu took the Zhang family's clan certificate and asked, "Have all the members of their clan returned to their hometown?"
The second in command said with a smile: "It's not that I didn't get the certificate of being a scholar, and I felt sorry for the young lady giving me thirty taels of silver, so I found Zhangjia Village."
There are only two families left in Zhangjia Village. The clan leader is a young man in his twenties. He said that he is the clan leader now because he holds the clan seal.
As soon as he heard that Zhang Zihan was not dead, he immediately issued a certificate.
Song Jinxiu frowned as she looked at the bloody marks on the certificate.
The second in command laughed and said, "Haha, it's chicken blood. That place is so poor that there is not even ink."
Song Jinxiu fulfilled her promise and gave another fifty taels.
Although he didn't bring the scholar's certificate, the second in command did try his best.
Since Zhang Bangchui had to take the scholar examination and ask her to go to his hometown to get the certificate, Song Jinxiu didn't plan to talk about it now.
After all, it is important for candidates to maintain emotional stability.
More firewood means higher flames.
By the time the roof beams of the house were put up, the courtyard wall had basically been completed.
The elder one still stayed to help, while the younger one settled the bill and went home.
Seeing Jinfang and Qiuqiu distributing money in an orderly manner according to the records in the notebook, Song Jinxiu smiled.
While no one noticed her, Song Jinxiu secretly followed the treasure-hunting rat Junjun up the mountain.
Both children had learned arithmetic from her, and it was time for them to put it into practice. Only when they put their knowledge into practice will they work harder.
A mouse and a mouse climbed over mountains and crossed ridges, and naturally it was another day of great harvest.
There are finally beautiful flowers in the space, a patch of purple red camellia and violet yedoensis, adding a touch of beautiful color to the green space.
And they also found a 10-year-old ginkgo tree.
When the ginkgo tree was implanted in the space, the bodhi tree danced without wind, and the bodhi tree's joy was clearly felt.
"Baoya, that's great," the treasure-hunting mouse Junjun happily hugged the Bodhi tree and cried and laughed.
Song Jinxiu couldn't help but sigh with emotion.
"Junjun, Bodhi Tree, has Baoya regained consciousness? Does she understand what we are saying?"
"Master, Baoya is still conscious, she is just sleeping."
"Oh, then when will she wake up?"
Treasure-hunting rat Junjun was lying on a hammock made of bodhi leaves, holding his chin and thinking for a while, "Soon, she should wake up within ten thousand years."
Song Jinxiu: ...
In ten thousand years, she would have turned into a speck of dust.
No, I have to leave something for Baoya to prove that I have been here.
After entering the space, they looked up a camera on the first floor, and then the man and the mouse began to pose for photos in the space.
It was not until the sun set that Song Jinxiu went back home happily humming a song in the afterglow of the sun.
From a distance, I could see a commotion outside the house and could faintly hear crying.
Song Jinxiu frowned, walked over quickly, pulled aside the skirt, looked at her sobbing mother and asked, "What happened?"
As soon as Song Jinfang saw Song Jinxiu, she rushed over and said, "Sister, my brother is missing."
What's missing?
"Don't be anxious. Take your time."
Song Jinfang cried and said, "Today we were distributing money, and my brother said he wanted to go to the police station, so I let him go. But after I distributed the money, I didn't see him."
At this time, the neighbor's fat boy said, "Sister Jinfang asked me to look for him in the toilet, but he was not there. I even looked in the shit pit behind the toilet, but he was not there."
Xiangcao also said anxiously: "My throat has become hoarse from shouting, where has this damned bastard gone?"
Xiang Ye frowned and comforted her, "Don't cry, Auntie. My grandfather, my father, and the uncles and aunts in the village are all looking for you. Maybe Qiu fell asleep in that corner."
Song Jinxiu said in a deep voice: "Have you found the old Song family?"
Xiang Ye whispered, "I looked for him. When my grandfather heard that Qiu was missing, he went to their house first. My grandfather went there in person, but they didn't find him."
Song Jinxiu asked again: "Where is my brother?"
Vanilla said quickly: "Brother Chun and my brother have all gone to look for him."
It turned out that when the head of the village heard that 께秋눃 was missing, he took it seriously. He first searched the village, and then asked 그 to look for him in the nearby ditches, bushes, and cliffs.
He must have thought of something bad.
Song Jinxiu also had a bad feeling.
She looked at the darkening sky and said to Fatty's father, "Uncle, get me some torches."
"good."
Song Jinxiu asked the crowd again: "Everyone think about when you last saw Qiu Xiao. If you provide useful clues, our family will give you ten taels of silver."
"Whatever money or no money, we are all one family. We all know that Jinxiu is generous. Think about it carefully. Who has ever seen Qiu?"
Suddenly everyone started talking to each other.
Yes, they had seen each other before. They came to collect the money and Qiu was distributing it. But it was also today when they collected the money, and everyone's attention was on the money, and they didn't even notice when Qiu disappeared.
At this time, Fatty's father brought over a dozen torches and lit up the area in front of the courtyard at once.
Song Jinxiu glanced at everyone one by one. Hope to hear useful news from them.
Suddenly, she saw a figure hidden in the shadows behind a tree on the street.
Song Jinxiu walked over holding a torch.
The dark shadow immediately ran away.
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