The farmers came back quickly, and with shock on their faces.

Seeing their expressions, Chen Youyi understood that her guess was not out of nowhere.

"The grass has really been tampered with!" The peasants all held some grass stained with sheep dung in their hands and talked about the situation in a rambling manner.

They did as they were told to go back and examine the grass carefully, only to find that the grass seeds were carrying secrets.

"This is sloppy sheep dung, it can't be from the pasture, this is someone who wants to harm us!" Even the stupid people have already reacted after seeing the real evidence, and the farmers are shocked, and they can't think of who is so insidious and actually uses such indiscriminate means.

"Please go home and put the grass away, and I will go to the city to report to the official, these grasses are all evidence." When Chen Youyi became serious, she looked extremely calm, very convincing, and was willing to leave things to her.

At this time, Zhang's sister-in-law also came back, put down her back, and it was full of young branches and leaves of poplars. Chen Youyi also told the farmers about the earthwork and asked them to decoction the medicine on their own.

And she and Qin Ziheng went home to inform Mu Xiulian, and the two hurried to the county seat. When they arrived at the county seat, the two worked together, Qin Ziheng went to beat the drum to voice grievances, and Chen Youyi spread the news in the streets and alleys.

The county seat is just a small county town, just like its name, Tonghua County, which is neither noble nor famous, is a small flower and grass in thousands of purples and thousands of reds, one of the hundreds of county towns in the Great Chen Kingdom.

Such a small county town has a backward economy, simple folk customs, and no beauty of bamboo and bamboo flutes, but there are also few bad incidents of murder and arson.

All in all, this is a small county town with calm waves, and most of the county officials in such a small county town are very leisurely, as long as they are not beaten with chicken blood.

"It is said that the new official has three fires when he takes office, and this fire can't be burned out of thin air, there must be some firewood that can be burned." In the inner room of the yamen, a young man in a moon-white robe shook a fan and complained boredly.

The robe looked ordinary, but the piping was embroidered with silver silk water weeds, and between the gestures, there was a faint flow of dark light, which made the young man with a long body even more graceful.

The fan has dark bones, and the fan surface is still a little yellow, like an old thing that has been used for a long time. Those who know how to do it can see that the fan bone is a good black rosewood, and the landscape painting on the fan surface is the authentic work of the great painter Ding Yiqian of the previous dynasty.

This kind of food and clothing is really incompatible with the identity of a small county official in a remote area. The young man looks more like a wanderer who travels to Lanfang at night, toasting and pushing the lamp in the mist of the fragrant wind.

Standing aside to serve, in addition to a small servant, there is also the main book of the county office, holding a stack of records in his hand, these are all cases in Tonghua County in the past three years.

"Master, in a small county like ours, it is such a trivial matter on weekdays, your previous president, who stayed here for five years, the biggest case was that a fight between two families in the east of the city disabled one person."

The main book has all questions to answer, and it looks very rigorous, and the rigor is a little dull. He had already answered the same thing more than three times, but as long as the county magistrate didn't mention it, he still answered it again.

"Master Cui, you can rest, my son-in-law just complains casually." The little guy next to him couldn't help but laughed: "You are so one-eyed, you are not too tired to panic." ”

The chief bookkeeper lowered his head and said yes again and again, and the county magistrate sighed and let him go down.

When the master book retired, the little guy turned to the county official and said, "Childe, it's a good thing that there is no case, it's better than if there is really a shocking case!" Anyway, we're just here to mess around, didn't the master say, you just came to put some gold leaf on your body, and you can block other people's mouths when you take out your experience in the future, and you don't need to worry about anything else. ”

"You know what?" The county magistrate only felt that there was nothing to communicate with this silly and happy personal servant all day long: "Forget it, what do I care about with you." Bring me the book I didn't finish yesterday. ”

The little servant answered, went to get the book, the room was quiet, the young man took two steps to the window, and at a glance he saw the lush verdant courtyard with no joy or anger on his face, he couldn't see what he was thinking, just his eyes were far away.

Generally, those who go to remote areas to become county officials are the last few on the imperial examination list, and they have no power and power, and are sent out. There are also some local elections, and even those who spend money to donate officials, but they are all small people.

But this county official of Tonghua County is not quite the same, and he has a great background.

If you want to talk about his identity, saying it can make people jump on the spot in fright. His surname is Xu, his face is Linfeng, he is the second son of the current prime minister, and he is the nephew of the current Queen Xu.

It's just that this son-in-law, who was supposed to be born rich and noble, suffered the snub of the Xu family in the first ten years of his life, and was not taken back to the Xu family until three years ago.

Being taken back is not officially recognized, but he also needs to prove that he is capable and can be looked down upon by the Xu family.

Therefore, Prime Minister Xu Cheng called Xu Linfeng into the study, closed the door and talked inside for an hour, and after that, Xu Linfeng was packed by his father and sent to Tonghua County.

In order to keep a low profile, he only brought a personal servant with him, and this little guy was sent by the Xu family. In terms of money, the Xu family doesn't care about these three melons and two dates, and the casual delivery is enough for him to live comfortably.

It's just that he can't talk about the same thing as the eldest son of the Xu family in the capital.

Xu Linfeng's expression remained unchanged, but a smile slowly rose on the corner of his mouth. His lips are thin, and this kind of smile looks a little sarcastic.

It's just that I don't know who I'm mocking, the Xu family, or himself.

The smile flickered, and before the footsteps behind it stepped into the room, it disappeared cleanly, still with a handsome face.

"Childe, someone is beating the drum and complaining, there is a case!" The little guy held the book in his hand and said happily: "Now the son is not bored and panicked, this person really has the eyesight to see, and he just sent it to the door to relieve the boredom of the son." ”

Xu Linfeng reprimanded: "Crazy, is this adult's case to relieve boredom?" This is to observe the people's feelings! What about the master book? ”

"My subordinates are here!" The main bookkeeper walked on the two old legs of old age and frailty, and was coming in from the outside, which was originally reported by the master bookkeeper, and met a small guy on the road, and was robbed in front by a small guy with sharp legs.

Changed into an official uniform, Xu Linfeng went out with the master book, and listened to the master bookkeeper talk about the case in general as he walked. If you want to file a complaint, you have to write a pleading, this is the procedure, that is, a small case where the owner loses a dog and the west loses a chicken, and if you want to go to court, you have to go through this procedure.

Of course, in fact, this kind of real triviality will not really appear in the public court hanging high in Spiegel.