Chapter 178: Chang Zidu

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Looking at the silver taels that were thrown up, he thought about it and said what he knew.

"Since you have to ask, Childe, then I'll say it, in fact, many people have seen this, but what is going on, I can't guarantee that what I know is true. Brother Zhang said.

"It's okay, just say you know. Saying that, His Royal Highness the Crown Prince brushed on a big stone, sat down and looked up at Brother Zhang, who was still standing: "Don't worry, sit down and talk." โ€

"Alas. Brother Zhang nodded, and also found a stone to sit down: "This matter has to start from half a month ago......" His Royal Highness the Crown Prince listened while finding a grass root from the ground and putting it in his mouth.

"Half a month ago, the county commander led a group of officials to go out of the city with a gong, and many people watched at that time. โ€

"But when the county magistrate and others came back, everyone was injured, and all the officials helped each other back, and the master was beaten and walked with a limp, and even the county magistrate's official uniform was wrinkled. โ€

"These already made us ordinary people curious, and what was even more curious was that there were several corpses behind them. โ€

Xu was thirsty when he heard it, and His Royal Highness the Crown Prince also untied the gourd on his waist and poured a sip of tea, but it was hot tea before and now it is cold, so drink it as herbal tea when it is cold, and it will also quench your thirst.

Brother Zhang also glanced at His Royal Highness the Crown Prince with some differences, and secretly thought that this person was most likely addicted to alcohol.

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A small pond is built with black-brown cobblestones, and there is a small rockery in the pool, and there are some dots of green in the water under the rockery. There was nothing else, the courtyard was a little empty and monotonous, and a man in a blue county magistrate's uniform was pacing in this small courtyard.

With a contemplative face, there are faint words in his mouth: "Is it better to use 'grasping' or 'taking', enter the autumn wind to take my book, it's not good, it's not good, you don't need to 'turn' the word, enter the autumn wind to turn my book, no, it's too vulgar." โ€

It turned out that he was writing poetry when he had nothing to do, and the words in his mouth were scrutinizing the words.

"Ah, it's the autumn breeze ...... entering the room" Suddenly, the eyes of the county magistrate lit up, as if he thought of it.

"Your Excellency!!!!

The county lord showed a bored and impatient expression on his face, and strode towards the front hall.

There is a man in the front hall, with a capable appearance, and a green fur hat on his head, who is the master of the county commander.

"What's the matter, it's so urgent, Lord Ben was in the stall of Yaxing composing poetry, and was interrupted by your shouting. The prefectural magistrate sat down on the wooden chair and said without hurry.

"Hehe, forgive me, my lord, it's really something. The master bowed down and replied with a smile.

"Tell me something. The prefectural commander turned sideways to find a comfortable position, sat down and asked.

"It's not a small matter, it's the shopkeeper of the Jutong Money Bank, who said that he was looking for you and had a bag of things in his hand. The master said.

"Oh, it's not the time to pay taxes, and there's no drumming, what can it be. The county magistrate frowned and pondered for a while, and finally said, "You go, let him in." โ€

"Good. The master replied briefly, turned around and went out.

After the master went out, the county commander straightened his clothes and moved to the top to sit down.

After a while, the shopkeeper of the Jutong Money Village walked in hurriedly with a bag of things, looked at the county lord sitting above and said directly: "My lord, the little people are here to hand over the stolen goods." โ€

The master had to take a few steps slower and follow behind him.

The shopkeeper didn't know how to explain these things, so in the end he called them stolen goods. "What kind of stolen goods, bring them to me and see. The prefectural magistrate said casually.

After taking three more steps, the shopkeeper put the bag on the table next to the county magistrate, and untied the burden for him: "Look, my lord, that's it. โ€

Unexpectedly, the county magistrate just glanced at it and stroked his palms and laughed: "Haha, I thought of it, it's good to use the word 'steal', enter the room and steal my book." โ€

It turned out that today's wind was strong, and the county ordered the adults to read in the study, and suddenly went out of the house with a sudden urgency, and came back to find that the books in the study were blown everywhere, the house was full of messes, and the table was also messy, but it was not like being a thief, so the word "stealing" was used just right.

"No, no, maybe the word 'stealing' is not good, the power of heaven and earth, I am afraid it will be stingy to use the word 'steal', or not use the word 'steal'. The county magistrate suddenly groaned so much, then looked up at the shopkeeper and asked, "Do you say that the word 'thief' or the word 'steal' is better." โ€

These three or two sentences completely confused the shopkeeper, opened his eyes wide, looked at the county magistrate stupidly and said stupidly: "My lord, what are you asking?"

The master also stepped aside, approached the county magistrate and whispered, "My lord, this shopkeeper said that this is stolen goods." After speaking, he raised his voice and said, "Swag, my lord." โ€

Now this scene is a little embarrassing, someone else's shopkeeper is here to deliver stolen goods, but the county lord is immersed in his own mind, pulling others to talk about poetry.

The county magistrate who reacted coughed dryly, dusted off his robe again to hide his embarrassment, and said, "Well, I've seen these things, tell me how these stolen goods came from." โ€

Fengyu County's county commander's surname is often Zidu, ten years of hard reading, full of poetry and books, just because he is a cold man, he has never fought for the children of those wealthy families, and in the end he only served as a small county commander on the border of this southern province, conceited and talented, and his heart was slightly depressed.

Before, Ben still had strong ambitions, thinking that if he made some achievements in Fengyu County, he would naturally be appreciated and promoted, and he did a lot of good things for the people.

However, after so many years, ambition has become passable.

If you don't make a big mistake or make a big achievement, you can just expire your term of office and then return to your hometown. Without a goal in his chest, life will be a little boring.

So I began to yearn for those hermit celebrities, love the landscape, and chant poetry, which has been a common occurrence before, and it has been a long time to ignore the county affairs.

Seeing this adult like this, from the initial doubt, to the later confirmation, the master began to resume his previous actions with confidence.

The last time he came to the inn, the master thought that he had won the trust of this Chang County Commander, so he acted even more boldly.

Dealing with the case reported by others today, the county magistrate is still talking about using 'stealing' or 'stealing', and the master is even more relieved, hehe sneered and thought that the county magistrate is okay or pondering the poems.

"Oh, these stolen goods......" The shopkeeper of the Jutong Money Bank stopped when he said this, because he found that the behavior of the county magistrate seemed to be too ordinary, and he had to tell the magistrate how valuable these things were.

So he stretched out his hand and pointed to the burden on the table: "These stolen goods are worth about more than 300,000 taels of silver." โ€

"What! how much do you say it's worth?" as expected, Chang Xian Ling exclaimed.