Early the next morning, Zhang Yun, a small household official, said goodbye to his wife and children, wore a New Han official uniform, and rode a manpower tricycle to the New Han Dynasty official mansion.

At this time, the sky was abundant, the morning sun was sprinkled, and the air was still condensed with undispersed water vapor, which turned into a piece of morning mist when it met the sun.

The road is smooth and wide, and the tricycles do not tremble at all, and sometimes other steam cars pass by with white mist-like steam, and there are also rickshaws passing by.

On both sides of the road, the position far away from the road was paved, many Xia people who got up early with the utensils that had been prepared made breakfast, from time to time there were Xia people who rushed to work to buy some steamed buns, fritters and other traditional Xia breakfast, after the money and goods were cleared, they were gnawing while hurrying on the road.

Zhang Yun, who was already middle-aged, withdrew his gaze on both sides of the road, lay on the chair and squinted his eyes to make up for his sleep, anyway, there was still a distance from the official mansion in the north of the city, which was enough for him to rest.

"My lord, can I ask you something?"

There was the voice of the driver who was pedaling the tricycle ahead, Zhang Yun opened his eyes and was a little irritated, but he still asked in a harmonious voice:

"Okay, you can say it."

The attitude is still good, there is no way, he is not an official like a small official, nor does he have a little power in his hands like a big chong official, but is more similar to an employee of the imperial court.

What functions are clearly written in black and white on the official law, this is called the humanization of officials, and mortal officials like him are the organs that implement the laws of the new Han Dynasty.

Warlocks are better, but the New Han Warlocks were founded, and there were many warlocks in each family, so there was a balance between them, and it was impossible to kill and take them like the Great Chong Bureaucrats.

Listening to the gentle reply of the old man of the official mansion behind him, the coachman asked with some excitement:

"My lord, I heard that there is a rail car to be built in Zuyang City recently, so that people can take the car to all corners of the city?"

The middle-aged man lying on the seat understood when he heard this, the coachman was worried about his livelihood, and the anger in his heart completely dissipated, and replied gently:

"I've also heard of this, it's called a rail locomotive, it's a product recently developed by Lord Moguanmen Warlock, you have to build a road first, pave special rails, and then the car can be driven."

"It's not a small project, and it won't affect the cars in the city for a while."

Hearing this, the coachman's heart was relieved, but he still asked with some concern:

"Won't the government allocate funds to promote it?"

"Well, the national law clearly stipulates that the court shall not interfere in the people's livelihood without major changes."

"Okay! Thank you, sir! ”

The coachman smiled happily, and the speed of progress was a little faster, and Zhang Yun lay comfortably with his eyes closed.

A quarter of an hour later, he was woken up by the coachman:

"My lord, the government has arrived!"

"Oh? Oh! It's here. ”

Zhang Yun, who woke up from a nap, opened his eyes and saw that the official mansion had arrived, got out of the car and paid the fare and entered the gate.

But he didn't expect that as soon as he entered, someone immediately grabbed him and greeted:

"Zhang Yun! You're here, Lord Yang is looking for you, come on! ”

The middle-aged official was thrilled when he heard this, and hurriedly followed, ran a little way around a few corners, and followed the person into a pavilion in the household department, with a slight sweat on his forehead.

As soon as he raised his hand to wipe the slight sweat, Zhang Yun looked up and immediately saw that his boss was pacing back and forth in the room.

"Lord Yang, Zhang Yun is here."

The leader bowed and said.

The official surnamed Yang nodded and said:

"It's hard work, you go down first, Zhang Yun come here."

"Yes!"

Zhang Yunyi, who was confused, followed his boss upstairs and walked into a room through the corridor, where a young man dressed in a servant uniform was sitting on a chair in the middle of the room, and this person was sipping tea carefully.

"It's ......"

The young man's complexion was dark yellow, but his facial features were still the same face that impressed him.

Zhang Yun immediately recognized this person as the young warlock who saved him from the Nord barbarian yesterday, and his heart suddenly became hot.

The boss with a big belly and a round waist turned around and closed the door, beckoned Zhang Yun to step forward, and whispered:

"Master Jing, Zhang Yun brings it!"

Then he turned to the subordinate and introduced:

"This is Lord Thorn Thorn, the Qingzhou Patrol Envoy! Recently, there has been some abnormality among the Nord barbarians in the city, and they are very attentive. Lord Jing was ordered to investigate the case, you should cooperate more! Do not divulge secrets, the consequences are written in the official law. ”

According to the new Han Dynasty National Law, if this kind of state affairs are cooperated with ordinary petty officials, the petty officials will naturally be promoted if they are done well, but if they are done badly......

How could a mortal be bad about a warlock? Errands, there have been few times since the founding of the country!

"Yes! Zhang Yun understood. ”

Zhang Yun, who is not young and is still a small official, shook his head and said categorically.

The thorns, who were already wearing official clothes and running the dull yellow skin of the Tibetan Method, finished explaining and commanded:

"Zhang Yun, you just follow your previous work process, I will follow you, you just pretend that I am a new errand in the household department, and the rest will be none of your business."

"Yes, sir!"

Two hours later, west of Zuyang City.

Zhang Yun, dressed in a small official's uniform, walked quickly into a Western-style building, followed by thorns.

At this morning, the shops in the building have been opened, the flow of people is surging, a group of blonde pedestrians walk in and out, there are also black-haired and black-eyed Xia people or wolf barbarians passing by, and many shops are standing at the door of blonde men and women are beckoning customers to enter.

Zhang Yun only treated no one behind him, and did not look back to say hello, he knew what to do and what not to do at his age, as usual, he entered a Nord shop, and ignored the stiff Zhuxia questions of the Nord clerk, walked straight to the counter, and said in Zhuxia to the rugged Nord man behind the counter:

"I'm Zhang Yun of the New Han Household Department, this is my official card, now according to the provisions of the New Han National Law, I will do the usual tax clearance in the near future, please show the account book of your store."

Several clerks gathered around, seeing that his attitude was not good, Thorn Thorn followed behind Zhang Yun, knowing that the clerks behind him had gathered, and stood still silently, waiting for the next change in the situation.

Behind the counter, the Nord people quickly spoke a basket in Western Continental, and Thorn didn't understand, Zhang Yunneng was naturally impossible to be a clerk who didn't understand Western Continental, but he didn't reply to the Nord people at all, and said to himself:

"This is Xinhan, since you do business in Xinhan, you have to obey the laws of Xinhan and talk to me in Zhuxia!"

The Nord's eyes widened, his muscles twitched, and anger loomed.

Seeing this, Zhang Yun immediately shouted:

"Yesterday, there were Nord people on another street who attacked my Xinhan officials, and they were taken down by my Xinhan Warlock on the spot, and the store was directly sealed, and the people were also arrested by the Patrol Bureau, and they have not been released yet. Do you want to repeat that man's mistakes? ”

Behind the counter, the Nords gritted their teeth, the blue tendons on their foreheads loomed, and they pulled out an account from under the counter, threw it with their hands, and smashed the account in front of Zhang Yun with a bang.

Zhang Yun opened the booklet expressionlessly, and took out a booklet from the bag he was carrying for comparison.

After a quarter of an hour, he nodded:

"This, this, and this! Why is it inconsistent with my official tax book? ”

Hearing this, the boss of the Nord people behind the counter could no longer control his inner emotions, and with a roar, he smashed the cabinet into this chattering and annoying new Han clerk with a fist!

"Hit! Teach these two new traitors a good lesson! ”

Seeing this, a few Nord clerks behind them perked up, shouted in Western Continental, and then pounced on the two of them with their backs to them!