"The county government has arrived, stop the sedan car. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info" Xu Jing's voice came from the front of the team, and the long line stopped.

Lifting the curtain, Mo Qian couldn't wait to get out of the sedan chair, the long journey was too panicked, no wonder the ancients went to visit a relative casually for ten days and half a month, this sedan chair was not only slow, but also very shaky, even he, who sat in a sedan chair, was still like this, let alone the person who carried the sedan chair.

stretched his waist, squinted his eyes and glanced at the solemn mansion, he was in an inexplicably good mood, and sure enough, it was better to return to the county seat to be the emperor of the soil.

"Come on, my lord, I'm back." On a whim, Mo Qian shouted at the yamen.

I still remember that more than a month ago, when Mo Qian first came here, he shouted at the door, and then Liu Cheng came out and fished himself in.

At that time, I was still in rags, and I was not much better than a beggar.

And now, although there is no change in the yamen, the surroundings of the yamen have undergone earth-shaking changes, flat high-rise buildings, busy traffic, whether it is a polder or a leisure day, people come and go, and it is no longer deserted before.

The competition platform not far away is still going on, and the small vendors will still put their stalls at the entrance of the yamen because there are too many people.

And Mo Qian also told the people not to drive away, after a long time, coupled with the rumors of everyone, everyone knew that Ningyuan County had a good temper and loved the people like a son.

Of course, these are just off-topic remarks for Mo Qian.

Because the thing he's most happy about is that he's completely integrated into this place, used to everything here.

I am accustomed to sitting in front of the Liu family's aunt's baked cake stall every time I finish handling official business, I am used to listening to the passers-by in front of the Li family's tea stall to tell interesting stories about the community, and I am used to beating gongs and drums every morning to urge his men to do radio gymnastics, and a group of children are also attracted to sway with them.

Here, Ningyuan County, in fact, is like another home for him.

Hearing his shouting, everyone did not feel rude, and the people who set up stalls around the yamen would not only greet Mo Qian happily, but also send their own things to Mo Qian and invite Mo Qian to eat.

At the beginning, Liucheng and they still felt that they had lost their identity as county magistrates, and dealing with peddlers and pawns all day long was not the right way for scholars after all.

The dignity of a county should have the majesty of the county, and the world should be arbitrary and powerful.

So they persuaded Mo Qian hard, but after a long time, even they saw that although everyone treated Mo Qian more casually, they did not reduce their respect for Mo Qian at all.

And the love in their eyes has never appeared in any Ningyuan County county order in the past.

The edicts made by Mo Qian are rarely violated by the people below.

So they also gave up the advice, not only that, but the upper and lower effects, Mo Qian did this, and even the officials in the yamen learned well, and treated the civilians as loudly as before.

Just acted according to Mo Qian's decree, and found that it was even more effective than before.

When the officials tasted the sweetness, they worked even harder to follow the law.

This has formed an atmosphere, and in Ningyuan County, the rudiments of a family between the government and the people have appeared.

"Greetings." A government officer walked out of the county government gate quickly.

"Excuse me, what happened in the county government in the past few days when this official went out?"

"My lord, it's not a big deal, it's just that Elder Zhang of the Divine Sword Sect came to visit, and he is now waiting in the side room.

By the way, there is another person who is said to be the son of the prefect of Jian'an Prefecture, and he invited you to participate in the Nebula Club in Anyuan County.

He said that the invitation post had been given to you last time, and that someone would be sent to pick you up in two days. ”

"Huh? Nebula Club? ”

Elder Zhang of the Divine Sword Sect knew that the last time the Chiyun Sect set up a bureau, a large group of people were made dumplings, and it was thanks to Mo Qian who saved them, otherwise they would have been chopped up by Han Bikong a long time ago.

At that time, in order to thank himself, Elder Zhang of the Divine Sword Sect specially invited the Spirit Sword Master of the sect to create a sharp sword for himself, and he didn't expect to send it over so soon.

But what will this nebula be?

Did you receive the invitation yourself, why don't you remember?

Without allowing much thought, Mo Qian walked into the yamen and saw Elder Zhang in the side room.

Elder Zhang hurriedly got up, "I've seen Lord County." Elder Zhang arched his hand and said.

"There's no need to be polite, it's really troublesome to hear that Elder Zhang personally sent a sword to this official." Mo Qian said with a smile.

Elder Zhang blinked his eyes: "Hehe, my lord doesn't know, this spirit sword master's sword is a rare treasure, I don't feel at ease if someone else sends it, besides, I have other things to discuss with my lord this time." ”

"Oh? I don't know what? Mo Qian squinted his eyes with a thoughtful expression.

If there is another meeting like that of the rivers and lakes, presumably Ningyuan County will be able to go to the next level.

Then he shook his head and threw this idea out of his mind, thinking that such a meeting would be so easy?

Last time, it was because there was still "Xuanji Heart Method" to snatch, what can I do this time?

Is there a collective robbery of the county order?

Of course, Elder Zhang didn't know what Mo Qian was thinking, he smiled mysteriously: "I'll talk to you in detail later, and now I ask you to take a look at the gift we gave you." ”

Elder Zhang opened a box on the ground and took out a rectangular box cast of fine copper from it and put it on the table.

He made a gesture of please to Mo Qian.

Mo Qian was not polite, and gently opened the box, only to see a long sword lying quietly in the box.

This sword is black with a sheath, dull and dull, and when he holds the sword, he takes a closer look, and he sees that the sword is about three feet long, and there is no decoration on the hilt and the boring place of the sword, in terms of appearance alone, Mo Qian summed it up------- there is no turning back.

Mo Qian was very skeptical that it was because he had saved someone by mistake, so this spirit sword master had made such a random sword to give to himself.

It's too casual, it's not as beautiful as what I see on TV, it's unremarkable, even if it's thrown into a corner at random, no one will look at it, only the sword head is faintly engraved with the word "ink", and there is no other decoration.

But pulling out the long sword, Mo Qian instantly changed his opinion of this sword and gasped.

I saw that the sword body of this sword was slightly glowing with cold light, and as soon as it appeared in the hall, the temperature in the hall seemed to drop suddenly, and it was extremely cold!

Even if the sun was shining outside, Mo Qian could feel the killing intent of this sword.

The sword lay silently, but it felt as if it was spitting cold fireworks.

The sword is a "short soldier" and is also known as the "king of a hundred soldiers", but the sword itself exists for killing, and no matter what kind of reputation others give it, it is difficult to change its killing nature.

Therefore, the pursuit of the ultimate sharpness of the sword is the wish of every swordsmith, and the same is true of this sword, this master seems to be unwilling to spend a little more thought on anything other than the sword body, at first glance it is unremarkable, and the more you see the end, the more frightening it becomes.

Mo Qian's fingers flicked the sword body slightly, and at the same time, a clear sword roar roared loudly, as if a sleeping male lion had suddenly woken up.

Mo Qian held a long sword in his hand and gently swung it at a mahogany table in the side room.

Cha......

An inaudible voice came faintly.

"Huh?"

Mo Qian was a little surprised, he had obviously swung the sword out, why didn't this table react at all?

Seeing this, Elder Zhang smiled and stretched out his hand to light it on the table.

"Boom", I saw that the originally solid mahogany table was split in half in an instant, scattered on the ground, and the incision was extremely smooth, as if it had been specially polished by others.

It turned out that in an instant, the sword had already cut through the table like a knife cutting tofu, and because the speed was too fast, it seemed to be unresponsive.

"Okay, it's a good sword." Mo Qian let out a sigh of relief, stroked the spine of the sword with his hand, and exclaimed: "Such a sword is really worthy of the name of a divine soldier." ”

Turning to Elder Zhang, he asked, "I just don't know if this sword has a name?" ”

"Slash the evil spirit, the Spirit Sword Master said that this sword is his meticulous work, and he spends the most time on this sword. The spirit sword master said that most of the people who asked him for swords in the past were knights in the rivers and lakes, and they begged for swords for pleasure and revenge, but what they cut was only the mood in their hearts. But looking at what the adults did, the upper is the sky, and the lower is the people, and the spirit sword master feels that this sword is in the hands of the adult, maybe it can cut off the evil and punish the evil and promote the good, so the spirit sword master named the sword for this sword to kill the evil. ”

"Slay the evil spirit? Okay, that's a good name, let's sweep away this injustice in the future. ”

Mo Qian looked at the long sword in his hand and said softly.