"Selling rock sugar gourds, selling rock sugar gourds......"

"Sell crispy floral cakes, sell crispy floral cakes, no ......money, no money, no fragrant or crispy"

The street vendors are all over the place, each selling their own products and food to the best of their ability. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

In addition, there are clowns playing various tricks on the side of the street, and the onlookers immediately applaud when the performance reaches the wonderful part.

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Walking on the blue brick walkway on the street, Yang Xiaoxiao had to sigh at the prosperity of the county. There are no modern high-rise buildings, no cars that smoke and pollute the environment, and no noisy machines.

At the end of the blue brick walkway, there is a Qingyou Inn, which is the residence of Yang Xiaoxiao, the children who participated in the children's test.

The children who came to participate in the children's test were not only from Yang Village, but from the entire Haikang County.

When Yang Xiaoxiao and these boys came to the Qingyou Inn, the Qingyou Inn was already like an ant's nest, very crowded. Because it is the period of the children's test, the rooms of all the inns in the county have been booked early in all the villages in Haikang County.

And what Yang Village booked was Qingyou Inn.

After Yang Er and Yang San arranged to arrange a place for themselves, Yang Xiaoxiao avoided Yang Er, and Yang San's eyes quietly left the Qingyou Inn.

In an unfamiliar place, there is always something to know. Although Yang Xiaoxiao is only ten years old, his ten-year-old body has a soul that has received 12 years of higher education in the 21st century.

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Besides, Yang Da parked the carriage and got down from the groom's seat, according to what he had agreed with Yang Er and Yang San before, he hurriedly walked to the location of the county government.

The death of the scholar made Yang Da difficult to let go of in his heart, and he always felt that if this matter was not dealt with properly, it was likely that a disaster would befall him.

The county government, a place where all the people are unwilling to come, even Yang Da is very reluctant in his heart, if he is not forced to be helpless, who would want to come to this kind of place? Because in this place, under normal circumstances, there must be no good thing.

When Yang Da came to the yamen, the gate was closed, and there was no official stationed outside, and the two round drums placed on both sides of the yamen, which were originally used to express grievances and report crimes, became communicators used to transmit news. Because it is only a county-level yamen, there are no officials stationed at the yamen.

In Southern Wu, only the yamen who had reached the prefectural level were eligible to have a yamen stationed in the prefecture, representing the status of the prefect (prefect).

Yang Da didn't pay attention to this, besides, he didn't understand, he was just a peasant and didn't want to understand, so without saying a word, he hurriedly picked up the drum handle placed at the entrance of the yamen and sounded the drum.

Boom... Boom... Boom......

The sound of drums was like thunder, and it continued to enter the yamen.

The door opened slightly, and a servant secretly poked his head out, and when he saw that it was Yang Da, this servant boldly stood up and said very arrogantly: "What person?" Why is the drum beating? ”

"Brother Yacha, I'm here to report the case, report the case." Yang Da hurriedly said, his mood was a little nervous.

"What case? If your hen is gone, you can go now, and this yamen does not accept trivial things. The official said with a frown.

"It's a homicide, a homicide." Yang Da hurriedly said, for fear that this official would turn around and go back, as if he didn't pay attention to it anymore.

Hearing this, this official was hit with a spirit all over his body, and his life was at stake, which was not something that he could handle as a small officer, "Wait a minute." ”

After the words fell, the official hurriedly walked to the ya.

In the inner courtyard of the county government, above the guest hall, Chen Yingjiu, who was sitting upright, leisurely drinking the high-grade Guanyin tea that had just been brought from the north, suddenly heard the sound of drums outside, and suddenly his whole body was excited. No longer in the mood to drink tea, he hurriedly put down the teacup that was about to prepare his mouth, and stood up, "Master, master." Chen Jiuying hurriedly called.

called twice in a row, but did not see the master in Chen Jiuying's mouth appear.

"Where did you run away again, old fellow?" Chen Jiuying became dissatisfied.

"Someone, get ready." Chen Jiuying shouted.

When the words fell, I saw a figure from the eaves like a cat and a rabbit, falling gently, and then disappearing like a phantom, and in a few breaths, when this figure reappeared, there was already a red official robe and a black official hat on his hand.

When this person fixed his figure, he was a middle-aged man dressed in the clothes of the officials, but if he looked closely, the clothes he was wearing were slightly different from the other officials, and there were no flowers on the clothes of the other officials, but this person did.

This is the sign of the head of the official officer.

"Your Excellency." He quickly came to Chen Jiuying's side, and then called out to a maid in the guest hall, "Don't change your adult clothes yet." ”

"Yes." The servant girl walked over quickly and briskly, took the official robe and hat, and hurriedly changed it into Chen Jiuying.

"Wang Zhutou, follow me to the court and see who is beating the drum." Changing into official clothes, Chen Ying-jeou said.

"Yes." Wang Zhutou replied.

As the number one master in the county government and the first person in the government office, if there is no task, if there is a case, it is natural to go to the court.

Chen Ying-jeou is now nearly sixty years old, and in a few years, he will be able to retire and enjoy the imperial court, and it is precisely because of this that in recent years, Chen Ying-jeou has been very sensitive to all the facts of the case, for fear of offending people who should not be offended.

Just for the nine-grade officials in the imperial court, who can't even be called a sesame official, Chen Ying-jeou is very careful in everything.

Entering the court camp, it is as deep as the sea! If you're not careful, you'll be submerged in the sea. At that time, let alone sit and enjoy, it will be very good to be able to not go to jail.

Especially during the children's exam, Chen Ying-jeou was more cautious.

Above the public court, all the officials have arrived.

When Chen Ying-jeou came to the court, a government official immediately came to report that someone had reported the case.

Chen Ying-jeou didn't say much, but only said, "Ascend to the court."

"Mighty ......"

Chen Ying-jeou picked up the shocking wood, slapped the desk and said, "Bring the person who reported the case."

In the decades he has been in office, Chen Ying-jeou knows that none of this matters, but the identity of the person who reported the case and what kind of case the person who reported the case reported.

As Chen Ying-jeou's words fell, I saw Yang Da being brought in by a servant.

Yang Da entered the public hall and saw the county lord sitting in the middle of the public hall with a serious face, Yang Da hurriedly knelt down on his knees, "Grass name, please meet your lord." ”

Seeing that the person who came was dressed plainly, Chen Ying-jeou relaxed slightly, as long as it was not a rich person who came to surrender, he would not be afraid.

Since ancient times, the rich have oppressed officials, and officials have bullied the people.

"Who is in the hall, and what case is reported here." Chen Ying-jeou said lightly.

"The grass people are Yang Da of Yang Village, and this time he was responsible for picking up the children in the village to come to the children's test, but he ran into a dead person on the road, and I suspected that this person was killed, so I came to report the case." Yang Da said truthfully.

"Do you know the identity of this person?" Chen Ying-jeou frowned, and his heart that had been put down was raised again.

"The grass people don't know, but looking at his clothes, he should be a scholar." Yang Da recalled the situation at that time.

"Do you remember where this man died?" Chen Ying-jeou asked again.

"Remember, remember." Yang Da hurriedly said the location of the scholar who was found.