Thatched huts in the mountains, beautiful women watch each other.

The figures of Xu Muchuan and others gradually drifted away under Ximenrou's eyes, and slowly lost their traces.

"Sister, should we follow?" Dan always stood by Ximenrou's side, and there was a little flush on her pink and fair cheeks.

Ximen Rou shook his head and spat out Xianglan: "No need, the masters around him are like clouds, and he doesn't need our protection." It's okay to be able to watch him get out of here safely. ”

"Sister, to be honest, when we first heard that he had moved the Civil Affairs Department, all of us felt that his path to mission was over. Who would have thought that the civil and political secretary, who was like a giant mountain, was moved by him. Xiao Dan looked at Xu Muchuan's departing figure with a pair of watery eyes, and his red lips smacked: "Sister, do you think he is really not afraid of death?" When we told him to give up the investigation, he not only didn't listen, but he also forced himself back to Beijing, and really succeeded in reorganizing the Department of Civil Affairs and Administration. ”

"He's not an ordinary person." A slightly puzzled look flashed in Ximenrou's eyes, and Haoya bit her red lips lightly.

"Sister, he's really a weirdo." Yu Dan was wearing a white tulle dress, and the long skirt fluttered in the mountains with the breeze, and the color of the spirit was still rolled around.

"Maybe!"

Looking into the distance, Ximen Rou's beautiful eyes sank slightly, as if she had fallen into an indescribable memory of the past.

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After leaving Nancheng, Xu Muchuan followed the official road and began to walk.

Because Yun Changqing had to decide, he stayed in Nancheng to serve as Zhizhou.

The fat monk who had been sticking to Xu Muchuan suddenly said goodbye to Xu Muchuan a few days ago. When leaving, the monk restrained his playful appearance, and said to Xu Muchuan very seriously: "Master Xu, our fate is almost over, but there is still a little left. If there is fate, we will see each other again. ”

"Master, thank you Master for your protection these days, I am grateful." Xu Muchuan knew that once the monk put away the smile on his face, it represented the seriousness and solemnity of the monk.

"Master Xu, the little monk will leave first, farewell." So, the monk Wuming walked barefoot, carrying a wine gourd around his waist, and strode away into the distance.

Buddhism talks about fate, and a word of fate exhausts all the vanity and floating dust.

Buddhism argues that when the time comes, it will come, and when the time is not reached, it is useless to force it.

The monk deduced that it was almost time for him and Xu Muchuan to have a fate, so the monk left here very freely, not knowing where to go.

Perhaps, there are other people involved in the fate of the enlightened monk; Perhaps, the enlightened monk has arrived with what he is pursuing.

Without the chatter of the enlightened monk, along the way, Xu Muchuan and the others looked extremely lonely when they were traveling, and there was no laughter.

Time flies by like flowing water, not staying for a moment.

Whenever Xu Muchuan stops in the township, the unjust cases of previous years can be overturned, and the policies for governing the people can be managed.

When the county magistrates heard the rumors of the arrival, they all went out of the town to greet each other, and firecrackers came to welcome Xu Muchuan.

The Qing official was not afraid and greeted Xu Muchuan; But the corrupt officials panicked, and they either fled directly with the money of their families, or they had a fluke to deceive Xu Muchuan.

Every moment, from the corner of the Beiyuan Kingdom, there will be news that the minister of the Qin mission has got rid of the county official who has been corrupt and perverted the law.

The summer solstice has gone, and autumn has quietly come to the world.

Xu Muchuan led the crowd to know how many villages he had passed, and he didn't know how many county officials had been suppressed.

In the eyes of hundreds of people, Lord Qincha is the blue sky hanging high above the sky, the warm sunshine, and the fresh and pleasant autumn breeze.

For a time, Xu Muchuan's deeds and name were well-known throughout the Beiyuan Kingdom. The common people may not know who their county officials are, but they must not know who the minister is.

In today's Beiyuan Kingdom, even some five or six-year-old children casually say the words of Qingtian Qincha. The conversation between the people of all parties after tea and dinner was all about Qin Cha Xu Muchuan.

"Do you know, after the county magistrate of Xiaoxi Town was caught by Lord Qincha and found evidence of oppression of the people, he actually wanted to send someone to assassinate Lord Qincha." In a humble tea shop in the Northern Abyss Kingdom, some big men were talking loudly in high spirits.

"How can you not know this! I also heard that the county commander of Xiaoxi Town colluded with more than 20 deadly mountain bandits to intercept and kill Lord Qincha, but they were all killed by the guards around Lord Qincha. Another man took a big sip of tea and said with his teeth and claws.

In the tea shop, everyone focused on the big man who spoke, as if they wanted to hear the news.

"And then?" A voice came from the crowd and asked.

"Later? Let me tell you, before Lord Qincha made a move, the county order of Xiaoxi Town was directly caught by the local people. That scene is exciting to think about. The big man paused, grinned widely, and then spoke.

"Well caught, this county order even dared to assassinate Lord Qincha, he deserved it." Dozens of people soon gathered around the tea shop, each with a resentful look on their faces, and their hateful eyes seemed to tear the county order in half.

"Yes, you deserve to die." Dozens of people vented their anger in unison.

"Lord Qincha hasn't been to our town yet, but don't you think the county officials in our town are very good to us now! The wooden bridge in front of the puddle was broken, and the next day, our county officials took a team of officials to repair it. If only before! How could our county officials care about our. Among the dozens of people gathered around the tea shop, there was a simple burly man with bare shoulders and said with a big smile.

"That is, our county officials are afraid that Lord Qincha will suddenly come one day, if we let Lord Qincha know that it is not good for our people, it is a trivial matter for him to lose his black gauze hat, and his head will be big if he is gone."

"Hahaha......" Hearing this sentence, everyone present looked at each other and smiled with a satisfied expression.

Nowadays, as long as Xu Muchuan stops in one place, the people of the entire village and town will put down all their chores and go out three miles to greet them. Whenever Xu Muchuan wants to leave, hundreds of people will be reluctant to send them off.

In this regard, many officials of the Northern Abyss Kingdom were secretly ashamed. With the love of the people so much, there may only be one family in the entire Beiyuan Country!

Many villages and towns in the Northern Abyss Kingdom are full of a thriving appearance. The people's dependence on the Beiyuan Kingdom has deepened I don't know how many times, and everything seems to be spreading according to the direction in Xu Muchuan's heart.

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