As the two of them talked, they walked towards Zhang Guimou's mansion surrounded by their subordinates.
Beikou is now as prosperous as Shanyang. The bustling flow of people and the noisy market all indicate the peace here.
A group of people were moving forward slowly, when suddenly, the flow of people was like water encountering a cave, rushing towards a stall like wind, where there seemed to be a dispute, and the crowded crowd instantly blocked the way of Zhu Li and the others.
This sudden scene made Zhang Guimou's face turn ugly. You guys should have gotten into trouble sooner or later, but Zhu Li just arrived today and something happened. Isn't this like a mouse licking the cat's nose and seeking death
"Zhao Jing, go and check and bring all the troublemakers to me." Zhang Guimou had a dark face and instructed a man who looked like a military clerk with some resentment.
"Yes." The clerk who was accompanying the army did not dare to delay and immediately called a few guards, separated the crowd, and walked towards the center of the dispute.
He had never seen the young guard so angry before. No matter which blind guy caused trouble today, he would probably get a beating, Zhao Jing guessed.
Seeing this scene, Zhu Li was also helpless. He could understand Zhang Guimou's feelings. It was like a company in later generations, where a leader finally came to inspect, but a fight broke out on the same day. It would be strange if Zhang Guimou's mood was good now.
In recent years, Beikou has been much more peaceful than other places. As it is a border town, there are many merchants coming and going, and trade here is also very frequent.
Although Beikou City is small, Zhang Guimou, the governor, has to be in charge of all affairs, including military affairs, civil affairs, public security, etc.
However, he usually doesn't care about small matters like dealing with disputes, but today's situation is a little special. It's almost like a dispute broke out in front of him, and Zhu Li is still around, so he has to take care of it.
Zhao Jing quickly came over with three people, two of whom were young men. They looked like well-mannered scholars, and they smelled like ink.
There was another person, a woman in her forties, who was supported by the young man in a blue shirt and a bun, and they and another young man in gray were divided into two camps. It seemed that the dispute was between the three of them.
Zhang Guimou looked at the three people with a gloomy face and said impatiently: "What's going on? Tell me."
The young man in blue and the young man in gray who were supporting the woman looked at each other. The young man in gray bowed to Zhang Guimou, then turned to look at the young man in blue and the young man in the bun, and said sincerely, "Brother Dou, you go first."
Upon hearing this, the young man in blue shirt quickly returned the greeting and said modestly: "Brother Li, you are too polite. Brother Li, please go first."
"Brother Dou, aren't you making things difficult for me, Li?" The young man in gray frowned and said sincerely.
The young man in blue also frowned and said bitterly: "Brother Li, I don't know if this is your fault."
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Zhang Guimou asked the two to explain the situation, but they actually became polite. It was a jaw-dropping scene. Are these really the two parties in the dispute
Countless people couldn't believe that these two people had a dispute.
This scene made Zhu Li very curious. If it happened in the future,
There was a dispute, and when the police arrived, everyone rushed to explain, but these two people were so good that they actually gave in. The situation was refreshing and aroused great curiosity.
The woman who was supported by the young man in blue turned her head and bowed to Zhang Guimou, saying respectfully, "Let me speak first."
When they heard the woman was about to speak, the young man in blue and the young man in gray stopped being humble and waited quietly by the side, waiting for the woman to speak.
Looking at this scene, Zhang Guimou nodded and motioned the woman to speak first.
After receiving his approval, the woman said, "My son is quiet by nature and likes to read and practice calligraphy. Li Dalang makes a living by selling ink. As we often buy pens and ink from him, we have become familiar with him."
"But there is a problem with Li Dalang's writing. Not long ago, my daughter-in-law got a rash because she often helped my son organize his writing. Poor son, he got married at the age of sixteen, and it has been more than eight years since then, but there has been no sign of any movement in his wife's stomach. Now she has a rash again. What should I do? That's why I asked my son to bring me here to find this Li Dalang to bring bad luck." The old woman spoke sincerely and told the truth.
After listening to the old woman's words, Zhang Guimou looked up at the young man in gray and said solemnly, "Are you Li Dalang?"
"It's me, Li Xinai, nice to meet you, His Excellency the Guardian." The young man in gray quickly bowed and saluted.
"Well, since this lady said that there is a problem with your writing, do you have anything to explain?" When Zhang Guimou saw that this dispute broke out between two gentle scholars, although he still had some resentment in his heart, he was ready to raise his hand high and then put it down gently.
Judging from the repeated courtesy of the two men just now, they are at least humble gentlemen. Who would have the heart to punish such people too harshly? At least Zhang Guimou does not intend to do that. That's why he suggested that the young man in gray explain something. As long as the reasons given by the other party make sense, he is ready to make light of the matter and dismiss the three people.
But when Zhu Li heard the young man introduce himself, he was stunned. Most people might be unfamiliar with Li Xinai, but if someone likes to practice calligraphy, especially someone who likes good writing, they will know who this person is.
Li Xinai, a native of Yishui, was the most famous ink maker in the late Tang and Five Dynasties period.
His family has made a living by making ink for generations. He also has a very famous grandson named Li Ting, who is the founder of micro ink. Micro ink, one of the four treasures of the study in later generations, was first created by Li Ting.
When Li Xinai heard Zhang Guimou asking him to explain, he frowned. After thinking for a moment, he said frankly, "Sir, my Li family has made a living by making ink for generations. As for why the lady of the Dou family got a rash because of ink, this is the first time I have encountered this. I dare not say that it has nothing to do with ink, so there is nothing to explain."
After Li Xi'nai said this, even Zhang Guimou felt that it was difficult to deal with. He wanted to make a big deal out of a small matter, but unfortunately the person involved, Li Xi'nai, refused to cooperate, and he had no choice.
Just when Zhang Guimou was in a dilemma, wondering whether to punish Li Xinai, the young man surnamed Dou spoke up. He bowed and said earnestly, "My name is Dou Yujun. I am honored to meet you, Your Excellency, the governor. I have been using Brother Li's writing brush for several years, but this is the first time that my wife has fallen ill. I cannot guarantee that my wife's illness was caused by the writing brush."
As soon as Dou Yujun opened his mouth, everyone laughed.
It was like a complaint, the defendant was ready to plead guilty, but the plaintiff spoke up to defend the defendant. This bizarre and absurd scene was beyond everyone's cognition.
The middle-aged woman next to him, seeing her son making excuses for Li Xi Nai, immediately said, "You have no conscience. My wife only helps you put away your pens, ink, paper and inkstone every day. She rarely lets her get involved in other things. If it's not because of the writing, what else could it be?"
Seeing his mother being so aggressive, Dou Yujun became timid.
But at this time, Zhu Li interrupted, he had to interrupt. If Li Xinai was a famous ink maker, then Dou Yujun was even more remarkable. In later generations, he would be an educator.
Dou Yujun, also known as Dou Yanshan, is mentioned in the "Three Character Classic", "Dou Yanshan has a righteous method. He taught his five sons and all of them became famous." Dou Yanshan may be referring to the person in front of us.
He was extremely filial to his mother and a kind person. Many of his neighbors and fellow villagers survived because of his help. It is no exaggeration to describe him as "extremely filial and kind."
No matter what, these two people are talented. If one of them gets sued because of a small matter, it will be bad. Thinking of this, he quickly said, "Mr. Dou Yujun, I have a question to ask you. Is it convenient?"
Zhu Li stood on the left side of Zhang Guimou. From the direction of Dou Yujun and Li Xinai, Zhang Guimou seemed to be half a step behind and accompanying Zhu Li. Etiquette was something that was very particular in ancient times. Just from the position where he stood, others could tell the importance of his status.
Even the guard Zhang Guihou took a step back and accompanied him. Naturally, Zhu Li's position in the eyes of these three people was very important.
Seeing Zhu Li speak, Dou Yujun did not dare to neglect him. Even at this time, Old Madam Dou stopped talking and looked at the young and high-spirited boy in surprise and suspicion.
Zhu Li nodded to Madam Dou and asked Dou Yujun directly, "When Mr. Dou Yujun buys writing materials from Mr. Li Xinai, does he always buy a lot?"
Dou Yujun looked at Zhu Li in surprise and said calmly, "That's right. Brother Li is very particular about making ink. The materials such as pine soot and gum come from all over the world. It's not easy to get them. I often run around to buy raw materials. So every time I meet Brother Li, I buy some more to prevent being unable to find Brother Li when I need it urgently."
Zhu Li nodded upon hearing this and continued to ask, "Does that mean there are a lot of ink stored at home?"
Seeing the inquiry, Dou Yujun looked at Zhu Li in surprise again, and said frankly: "Yes, because I buy a lot every time, there is naturally a backlog."
Dou Yujun's words made Zhu Li understand the whole story. Although the ink was not harmful, if the ink was squeezed for too long, it would irritate some people with delicate skin and cause skin diseases.
If Zhu Li's guess was correct, Dou Yujun's wife should belong to this category of people, and the "rash" mentioned by Mrs. Dou is actually a kind of skin disease.
After understanding the situation, Zhu Li felt relieved and said sincerely: "I may be able to cure your wife's illness. If Mr. Dou Yujun is willing, you may send her to the residence of the governor. I will be there for the next few days. I will definitely find time to treat her."