Midsummer –

Flowers and willows......

As soon as the sun rose, it could not wait to release its fiery power without reservation, causing the cicadas, which were resting among the branches and leaves, to start chirping impatiently.

On both sides of the street, the small merchants and vendors who wanted to take advantage of the cool time to sell more goods wiped their sweat one by one and complained,

"Didn't it just rain yesterday, and the weather was as hot as a fire......

As if to contrast with everyone's irritable mood, at the end of the road there was a very leisurely "click" sound of horses' hooves stepping on the stone pavement, and the figure of a young man on horseback gradually came into people's sight.

Seeing him, almost everyone turned their eyes away and stopped chatting in unison.

This young man, wearing a blue melon skin hat, an ivory white cotton yarn summer gown, azure summer trousers, and a pair of thin boots of the same color on his feet, saw everyone's eyes, and immediately appeared on his delicate and delicate face.

The young man is beautiful—

But this is not all the factors that attract attention, the main reason is that although he looks young, he has been the county lord of Liaodong County for nearly half a year, and he is also the master of this county ya, Zong Jiyuan.

This is an alley outside the east wall of the county government, because it is quite wide, and it is basically in the center of the county, so it has naturally become a place where traders are concentrated a long time ago.

Zong Jiyuan's home is outside the north gate, and although you can go directly to the back gate of the county government from the north street, you have to go to the inner house after all, and it is naturally inappropriate to walk through it, so you must pass through this alley to come to the main gate of the south.

At this time, seeing that there was already a downtown area in front of him, Zong Jiyuan hurriedly jumped off his mount and led his horse through the middle of the market.

Although it has not been a long time, many people, especially those who live near the Yamen, have already known this talented and good-looking little master, and they have greeted him one after another, and Zong Jiyuan also nodded politely in return, and that smile is really like a breeze and a clear spring.

However, what most people don't know is that the handsome boy in front of them is actually a girl......

When they came to the county yamen, the messenger guarding the gate hurriedly greeted, and at the same time, someone stepped forward to pick up the horse and lead it to the stable next to it. After a brief chat, Zong Jiyuan walked towards the courtyard.

On the first day of returning to the county government after a seven-day public holiday, although he was still immersed in the warmth of enjoying himself with his relatives, as soon as he stepped here, Zong Jiyuan's brain instinctively spun rapidly.

Half a year ago, the series of missing cases was solved, and Liaodong County was rewarded by the court and Fengtianfu, of course, the top boss, the king of Liaoyang Zhizhou, also got a lot of benefits, which He Ruichang and He Daren did not account for, but after this case, the embarrassment of the yazhong has been greatly alleviated, and the manpower has also been supplemented, and thirty or forty people have stood up to the situation of a county yamen, which has become a thing of the past......

Although, unlike the nervous worries before this, everyone's faces were full of lightness and happiness that they had never felt before, but Zong Jiyuan knew that the case was far from over, and it was likely that it was just the beginning.

As usual, when he went to the second hall to greet the magistrate He Ruichang, he said hello, Zong Jiyuan turned around and walked to the room that belonged to him in the side courtyard.

When he came to the master's room, which had already been surrounded by flowers, his small nose wrinkled slightly, and he inhaled the overflowing fragrance a few times, and a satisfied smile appeared on his beautiful face, and he pushed the door and walked into his own small world.

Stretching his slender arms casually, Zong Jiyuan sat down at the table, reached out and took a thick stack of case files in the upper right corner and spread them out on the table.

In fact, these are not the kind of ordinary documents that need to be filed in the ya, but all the thoughts and experiences recorded in the past six months, relying on their own memories and analysis.

Looking at these words, which had already been in his mind and had passed many times, Zong Jiyuan's eyes suddenly lit up, and he flipped forward to find a place, looked at it carefully for a moment, and realized something, and fell into contemplation again-

Until it was interrupted by the intermittent drumming in front of the hall.

Why would someone beat a drum at the county office......

Probably after falling into contemplation for too long, Zong Jiyuan couldn't understand the sound he heard for a while, and immediately jumped to his feet as soon as he woke up.

When the drum was beaten, naturally someone came to shout injustice.

The servants on duty in the yazhong gathered from their places and lined up on both sides of the hall in an orderly manner, and Lord He, accompanied by Diao Saburo, turned out from behind, one seated and the other took his seat.

Afterwards......

All eyes fell on the position on the left hand side of the public case, and it was not until the young master floated in that everyone breathed a sigh of relief and returned to their normal state.

"The one who beats the drums comes to the church!"

Lord He was shocked and dignified.

With the sound of the messenger shouting for the hall, the complainant stumbled at the entrance of the hall, barely came to the front of the hall and knelt on the ground.

"The grass people kowtow to the county magistrate...... The grass people have wronged ......"

As he spoke, he could not help but weep bitterly.

Seeing his attitude, He Ruichang already understood in his heart that this must be another person who was forced to be cornered and would come to the court to cry out for injustice.

I couldn't help but sigh softly, what a humane,

"Kneeler, lift up your head."

"Yes......"

The complainant wiped away his tears and barely lifted his face.

Who knows, when the servants on both sides saw this person's appearance clearly, they invariably turned their eyes to Zong Jiyuan, because this person was the same as their master, and he was actually a beautiful young man.

But Zong Jiyuan didn't notice this-

Just when I heard someone beating the drum just now, a sense of excitement rose inexplicably in my heart, because in the case last time, it was Yang Guilin who took the initiative to cry out for grievances, and so much progress was made, so as soon as the drum sounded, Zong Jiyuan's spirit was suddenly lifted, and he hurriedly packed up his things and came to his place to take a seat.

At this time, looking at the complainant in front of him, he was only eighteen or nineteen years old, and although he was full of filial piety and tears on his face, he could not hide his handsome face.

Master He also involuntarily glanced at Zong Jiyuan, and then, according to the procedure of questioning,

"Tell your name to the drummer below."

"Yes,"

The complaining boy wiped the tears that were still flowing down again, and kowtowed upward,

"Caomin's surname is Zhou, his name is Zitong, and his name is Yuliang, and he is a native of Hexi Village in the north of the city."