Ningyuan County Ya

"It's been a month, why hasn't the county commander come yet. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 info" Wang Yan paced around in front of the county hall with a fan, fanning himself anxiously from time to time, with a sad look.

"It stands to reason that no matter how slow it is to get here from the capital, it is only a twenty-day journey, but now it's been a month, what the hell is going on?"

"Hey, Master Wang, if you go on like this, the county order hasn't come yet, so you will turn yourself dizzy first." Liu Cheng on the seat sipped tea slowly and said with a smile.

"Liu Xiancheng, don't be kidding, I'm dying now." Wang Yan closed the fan with a "swish" and knocked it on his head. "You said you didn't have an accident on the road, right?"

Liu Cheng paused and put down his teacup.

After a while, he said: "Master Wang, you are too worried, our county magistrate, I heard that he was a second-class jinshi in high school at a young age, and he can be described as a character like a Wenqu star."

But young people, there is some juvenile temperament, maybe they are now traveling all the way to the mountains and rivers, chanting poems and doing the right thing, don't worry. ”

In fact, it is no wonder that Wang Yan is so worried, there was an accident before the local official took office, and his subordinate officials could not escape responsibility.

If there is an accident within the jurisdiction, it will be even more serious, and when the imperial court examination is completed, the law and order will be bad, and it will be dismissed.

"Well, I hope so." The king was still frowning.

And where is this "Wenqu star" in Liuxian Cheng's mouth now?

Mo Qian threw down the sack-like baggage, although it contained official uniforms and office documents, the dog's tail grass in his mouth also fell off, and his eyes looked ahead with dull eyes, but these could not express the disappointment in his heart.

A dilapidated blue brick wall, no more than six meters high, no more than ten meters wide, a wooden plaque of "Ningyuan County" hangs crookedly on it, this is the city gate.

The sunset is shining obliquely, and the weeds on the wall are particularly lush, if there is no wooden plaque, it is really impossible to say whether this is the county seat or a mass grave.

Walking on the road, the afterglow of the slanting sun stretched Mo Qian's figure, his body was tattered, his face was stubb, and he was blue and purple, and the original satin brocade had already been replaced with a hemp shirt in the market.

"Damn, it's finally here, and I'm going to die for Daqi before I do." Mo Qian rolled his eyes, and said weakly, he really couldn't toss it now.

In modern terms, a road of several hundred miles is only a few hours away, but in the mountains and mountains of ancient times, especially when you don't even know how to walk the road, this time cost is superimposed dozens of times.

Lack of money is a very real problem, and it is not uncommon for a penny to force a hero to death.

Along the way, go into the water to fish, go up to the tree to dig eggs, this is considered happiness, and what is even more tragic is that sometimes you don't even have to dig a bird's nest

Haven't had a full meal. In order to relieve the boredom, I turned over the obscure "Taishang Method" thoroughly.

During this period, it was not that he had not tried to improve his life, no, even the horse was sold, and he was exchanged for a map and two taels of silver, and within a few days, he returned to the pre-liberation period.

The closest to success was when Mo Qian, shirtless, performed a little magic trick on a villager, rubbing a copper plate borrowed from the villagers and rubbing it into nothing.

The man who borrowed the money stared at Mo Qian's hand blankly, the money is gone? The money is gone?! The money is gone!

Looking at the stunned looks of the villagers one by one, Mo Qian was secretly happy, this time he was finally able to eat enough, no, the requirements couldn't be so low. Do I want to eat chicken thighs? Or pork knuckle?

In the end, I still didn't come up with it, so let's have both!

The people are simple, Mo Qian knows this, but he overestimates the villagers' tolerance for new things.

When the villagers appeared in front of him with a pig cage, he only hated that he didn't have two legs on his body, and he was almost purified by the sinking pond, and he was chased by a group of crop men with hoes for dozens of miles, shouting that it was really not a happy thing to catch demons.

"Alas, no matter what, I'm finally here, sir." Mo Qian, who stumbled here according to the map, had to comfort himself like this.

Walking through the city gates, there is not even a gatekeeper, who would come to such a place to steal things?

After a long journey, not only could I not steal anything, but I was so poor that I didn't even have my pants when I went back.

After the city gate is a short street, about 100 steps can be reached, as for the stall people are even more rare, after all, it is already dusk, the people who rushed to the market have long been dispersed, deserted, only occasionally a little smoke can see that there are people here.

Mo Qian didn't notice that after he entered the city gate, a figure also quietly left, and he also didn't know that this figure had been quietly following him for more than a month.

Mo Qian walked to a baked cake stall with difficulty, and swallowed a mouthful of saliva, "Auntie, where is the county office?" ”

The lady who sold baked cakes looked at him with strange eyes, and said casually,

"Go straight down this street and turn right at the end."

Okay, thank you, Auntie. Mo Qian thanked him and turned around to leave.

"Well, you wait a minute."

As soon as Mo Qian turned around, he saw that the lady who sold the baked cakes took out a piece of baked cakes from the basket containing the baked cakes and handed it over, the traces of time carved by the knife in the stone on his hand were not beautiful, but the words made Mo Qian's heart hot, "The young man is young and strong, go and find some work, come, eat the cake of the eldest lady, find some work, don't be a beggar anymore." ”

Mo Qian silently took the piece of baked cake, his eyes were a little moist, he didn't know what to say, did he refute that he was not a beggar? still proudly said that he is the county master here, and you all have to listen to me in the future!

In any case, he choked up and couldn't say anything, this was the first time he had felt the tenderness of this world since he had been here......

"Uh..... Your Excellency is ......"

Liu Cheng was actually very hesitant when he asked this, because he really couldn't associate a character like Wen Quxing with the unkempt, ragged man in front of him, who was still holding a baked cake in his hand and gnawing hard.

Mo Qian wiped his greasy hand on his clothes, took out the appointment document and an official seal from his arms and stuffed it into Liu Cheng's hand, and then walked straight to the yamen, leaving Liu Cheng with a surprised face.

Wang Yan, who reacted, quickly followed Mo Qian, "My lord, with all due respect, what the hell is going on, how could you come to take office alone and be so downcast?" ”

What does it mean to be downcast?

Can't you just change the word?

You're discriminating!

My lord, I can't do performance art!?

Have you ever seen a performance art fail and become a beggar?

Okay, I was robbed, big brother, please don't ask......

Mo Qian stared at Wang Yan with contempt, and when he saw that he was at a loss, he had to pretend to be calm and said,

"Hmm...... It's a long story, so let me go take a shower and talk to you about it in detail. ”

"Oh, it's rude for the lower officials, I'll let people boil water for adults." Then he went down and commanded the work.

Liucheng on the side stepped forward and said: "Xiaguan Liucheng to meet the adult, the adult is tired all the way, I will wait for a banquet in Yingfeng Tower tonight to catch the wind and wash the dust for the adult, talk about the heart, and hope that the adult will appreciate the light." ”

"Huh?" Mo Qian glanced at Liu Cheng meaningfully, and saw that his eyebrows were raised, and his heart was happy.

Could it be that this county magistrate is a righteous gentleman who is rare in 10,000 years?

Treat money as dung, and disdain others to humiliate him with silver?

That's great!

After all, in this poor and remote country, it is not easy to make some money, and it is a little bit to save a little.

What's more, such a newborn calf is much easier to deal with than a sleek officialdom old fritter.

So Liu Cheng waited for Mo Qian to continue with a sincere face, full of encouraging eyes, and continued to speak.

I saw Mo Qian slowly rubbing his chin with some scum, as if he was thinking about the problem very seriously, with a heavy responsibility on his shoulders, I was trying to think about the appearance of Daqi's plan for the next ten years.

Suddenly, he raised his head suddenly, his expression was solemn, and he asked in a low voice,

"Is there any chicken?"

"Huh? There was ......" The situation was a little wrong, but Liu Cheng still couldn't help but take it.

"Duck meat?"

"Yes" Liu Cheng continued to be confused.

"Is there any seafood?"

"Nope"

"Well, that's a bit of a pity."

Liucheng is sweating violently, what does this master do here? Not to mention whether we can afford it, let's just say that it is at least thousands of miles away from the sea, with the current traffic conditions, how can someone travel thousands of miles to transport seafood to this small county?

"It's barely acceptable to have chicken." Mo Qian turned around and muttered to himself, and suddenly turned to Liu Cheng and said, "Remember to add a few more dishes!" ”

Liucheng wants to cry without tears, the bottom limit of this county order is a bit low, no! It should be said that there is no bottom limit at all, what about a good gentleman?

After saying that, Mo Qian walked straight into the lobby proudly, and the middle of the lobby hung a gold-lettered plaque of "Ningyuan County Main Hall", and under the plaque was the warm pavilion of the county trial.

The front of the pavilion stands a sea water facing screen, and hangs the gold-lettered plaque of "Mirror Hanging".

The three-foot law table is placed on the wooden high platform in the warm pavilion, the table is placed with the four treasures of the study room and the arrow barrel, and a Taishi chair is placed behind the table, which is the arrow frame on the left, and there is a black folding fan on the right.

There are two bluestones on the left and right sides in front of the warm pavilion, the left is the plaintiff's seat, and the right is the defendant's seat.

Mo Qian, who had only seen the most of these things on TV, was really shocked, but he had some common sense, and after passing through the lobby, the east and west garden hall of the third hall was the daily living place of the county order.

Although there has been an old custom that officials do not repair the government since ancient times, the county orders of some large counties will still build the back hall exquisitely and elegantly, and some of them are at least comfortable and elegant.

As for the back hall of Ningyuan County.

"Liucheng, has our county government just been sacked by bandits?"

"Why do you say that?"

"Just tell me if this place originally looked like this?"

"Uh..... The previous county magistrate had just taken office, and by the way, he took something away. ”

Mo Qian: "......"

This prefectural order has taken away the entire back hall......

After taking a bath, Mo Qian was lying on the bed, the outside of the house was not very good, and it was still very comfortable to sleep on the bed.

I have never taken a bath so comfortably in the past month in this month of running and exhausting mo qian also figured it out although it is a little shabby here but since

I finally have a home.

I didn't think about getting promoted and making a fortune, as long as I could live here in peace, so I had to gain a firm foothold here!