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Qian Mingduo then told Zhao Qian the whole story of how the county magistrate's second son wanted to seize Diao Chan.

"Someone come here!" After Zhao Qian listened patiently, he shouted to the outside of the door, "Go and catch that bastard. It's fine that he raped a woman, but he raped a married woman. How can this be tolerated?"

Zhao Qian was really angry. His unpromising second son had caused him, a high-ranking official, to suffer such humiliation for the sake of a commoner girl.

"Sir," Qian Mingduo tilted his head and asked, "What do you mean by robbing a woman? Can it be robbing a woman? Does it have to be robbing a married woman to be considered a problem? Damn, are you trying to protect your child?"

"Right, right, right," Zhao Qian realized that he had said something wrong. "Robbery is not allowed. Robbery is a crime. Brother, is that right?"

Seeing Qian Mingduo nodded, Zhao Qian walked to his side and asked quietly: "Brother, that uncle... no... our uncle, I wonder who he is... I wonder if you can..."

"Not many people know my uncle." Qian Mingduo laughed secretly in his heart. "Only the emperor today and the people closest to my uncle can know my uncle's true identity. If my father had not been kind to him and saved his life, how could I know my uncle's mysterious identity? Because... my uncle only obeys the emperor and has the power to execute first and report later."

"Since he knew that I had framed... me and Lord Lin Yulin, why...?" Zhao Qian was skeptical, but he remembered that there was indeed an embroidered messenger passing by here last year. This was reported to him by the officers guarding the city.

"I asked my uncle," Qian Mingduo said, "He said that he didn't need to report such a small matter to the emperor, as it would only cause trouble to the emperor. What my uncle did was to monitor the serious dereliction of duty and treason of officials at all levels..."

Qian Mingduo pretended to be cautious and looked at Zhao Qian who was listening to his nonsense seriously, and said, "Sir, my uncle has repeatedly told me not to mention his affairs to outsiders. I have already told you a lot today, and I must not say it again. Please don't ask any more questions."

"Hmm? OK, OK, OK." Zhao Qian nodded quickly and said, "I won't ask any more questions. I won't ask any more questions."

"Master Zhao," Qian Ming glanced outside the room and whispered, "As long as I'm fine, you... will be fine too."

"Oh...ha, ha, ha" Zhao Qian was stunned for a moment, then he laughed at himself.

When he returned to the village from the city, Qian Mingduo hired another donkey cart at the city gate, with the same donkey and the same driver.

Qian Mingduo was lying on the donkey cart with his arms and legs spread out, holding a grass stem in his mouth and humming Teresa Teng's "Sweet Honey" leisurely.

He narrowed his eyes again, looking at the bright red sunset above his head. The more he looked at it, the more it looked like Diao Chan's beautiful face when she was shy. He stretched out his finger and tapped it lightly, as if he wanted to grab that bright red...

The old man and Diao Chan had been waiting at the entrance of the village, their eyes fixed on the road ahead, expecting Qian Mingduo's return. They waited and waited, and finally saw a donkey cart in the distance, slowly approaching the village.

As the donkey cart got closer, they saw that the driver was the same driver as last time. However, when the donkey cart passed by them, Diao Chan was surprised to find Qian Mingduo lying on the donkey cart with his eyes closed and his body motionless.

Diao Chan's heart suddenly sank, and an ominous premonition came to her mind. She hurriedly stopped the donkey cart and asked anxiously, "What happened to him?" Without waiting for the driver to answer, Diao Chan jumped on the donkey cart and bent down to carefully check Qian Mingduo's condition.

She gently shook his shoulders and called his name, but Qian Mingduo did not respond. Diao Chan's eyes were full of worry and fear, tears welled up in her eyes, and she didn't know what to do.

"The big day is coming," Qian Mingduo slowly opened his eyes and said softly, "Don't keep wiping away tears."

"What's wrong with you?" Diao Chan said sadly, "Why are you so motionless? I was scared to death."

"Zhou Jun." The old man also came over tremblingly and asked anxiously: "What happened? Are you injured? Did the county magistrate's officials beat you?"

"Uncle" Qian Mingduo grabbed Diao Chan's hands and sat up suddenly. "I'm fine. The county governor and I have become sworn brothers. This guy now calls himself my elder brother."

"Why are you talking nonsense?" Diao Chan touched Qian Mingduo's forehead with concern. "Did the officers hit you on the head?"

"Nothing." Qian Mingduo jumped off the donkey cart and helped Diao Chan down.

"Thanks for taking me back again, buddy." He handed the fare to the driver. "Hurry back, it's getting late."

Diao Chan held her father with one hand and supported Qian Mingduo with the other, and she did not let go until they sat down in Qian Mingduo's courtyard.

The old man and Diao Chan looked at Qian Mingduo silently, although they were extremely anxious and eager to know what Qian Mingduo had done this time in the city. But when they saw Qian Mingduo slowly drink a sip of water, he raised his eyes to look at the two anxious people.

"This is a ten-liang gold ingot." He slowly took out an ingot from his sleeve pocket, took Diao Chan's hand, and gently placed it in her hand. "It was given to me by my sworn brother, Zhao Qian, the governor of this county."

"This is the wedding gift from the county governor to you and me..." Looking at the confused Diao Chan, Qian Mingduo smiled and said, "He is busy with official duties and cannot come to our wedding in person. To express his apology, he specially gave us a valuable gift. Please accept it!"

"Zhou Jun," the old man asked in a low voice, "what's going on? Did you go into the city to look for the county governor?"

"Yes." Qian Mingduo took another sip of water. "It was this bastard's son who wanted to force Diao Chan to be his concubine. If I don't go find this bastard, who else can I find?"

"Brother Zhou Jun" Diao Chan couldn't believe what he said, but judging from Zhou Jun's uninjured body and the ten taels of gold ingots... "Ah! Please tell me quickly, don't make my father and I anxious anymore. Okay?"

"I went to the city only to tell the county magistrate that his second son wanted to forcibly take Diao Chan as his concubine." Qian Mingduo grinned and said slowly: "The county magistrate is a man who knows righteousness. After hearing about this, he called his second son to me and apologized to me in person."

"To express his apology, the county governor specially became sworn brothers with me." Qian Mingduo pointed at the gold in Diao Chan's hand, and then said, "He also gave me a generous gift."

Qian Mingduo finished his words lightly. He held the hands of the old man and Diao Chan and said softly, "No one will stop our wedding anymore. From now on... the three of us will live a peaceful life!"

"Is it that simple?" Diao Chan shook her head slowly and said, "It is said among the villagers that the county governor dotes on his second son and will grant his every request."