Since beating Ye Hongfeng and beating Qin Wuye on the street, the little official didn't want to stay in the downtown for a moment, and dragged Ye Hongfeng into a secluded path back to the yamen.

The yamen is not very magnificent, and it can even be said to be dilapidated. As far as the eye can see, the vermilion lacquer on the vermilion door, which symbolizes the majesty of the government, has fallen off a little, revealing the dark color that has been weathered for a long time, which is thought to be due to the forced collection of "official taxes" in the winter in recent years. Ye Hongfeng sighed, although there are frozen bones on the road in Pingze County, Zhumen does not smell of wine and meat, and I don't know if the people should be happy or worried?

The officials sat scattered in the lobby, and no one got up to greet them when the county order arrived. What's more, there are several statues of immortals in front of the officials, who hold incense in their hands, chant words in their mouths, and kneel in front of the statues as if to worship.

Ye Hongfeng gave the little official a look, and the little official quickly understood. I saw him cough, raised his voice and shouted: "The new county commander is coming, and the officials are not ready to get up to greet him." Ye Hongfeng puffed up his chest and straightened his clothes, and he had already set up the shelf.

It's just that I waited for a long time, and I didn't see any action from the officials. Ye Hongfeng's face darkened, and he continued to look at the little official, but before the little official could speak, a strong man leaning against the door said weakly: "It's better to save your worries, the previous county commanders were like you when they came." Where are the people at this time? It's not for the Taoist masters of Dongguan to rush back to their hometowns. I said don't bother, pack your things quickly, maybe you'll have to leave one day. ”

Ye Hongfeng became angry when he heard this, why are the people here so unable to speak? Do you have to be in close contact with his fist to speak well?

It's just that Ye Hongfeng hasn't made a move yet, and the little official whispered: "Our county commander just knocked down Qin Wuye with a punch on the street......"

This time it was the turn of the strong man to be shocked, they still knew what level Qin Wuye was, it was early to practice the method of condensing qi with the master, and now he is a monk who has stepped into the foundation with half a foot, and there is only one opportunity to open the sea of qi. Such a person can be knocked down by the county commander with one punch, could it be that the county commander is also a monk? The sturdy official stared at Ye Hongfeng and said suspiciously: "You ......"

Before he could speak, Ye Hongfeng pretended to nod mysteriously, as if he was just as you thought. In fact, he didn't know what the officials were thinking, it was nothing more than a fear of the strength of the watcher. On the way here, the little official had already explained to him that Dongguan and the Guan Master were only three monks in the Foundation Building Realm, and only the Guan Master had reached the Foundation Building Middle Realm, and the rest were still in the condensation stage. When Ye Hongfeng heard the news, he was relieved. For some reason, he was not afraid of the Taoist priest of the Winter View at all, and it seemed that at some point, even a cultivator whose realm was much higher than that of the Lord of the Winter View could only crawl and tremble in front of him. However, he was still careless, after all, the officials were only mortals after all, and even he himself could not tell what the situation was. For now, it is just to help them regain their courage first.

When the strong man saw Ye Hongfeng nodding, he was overjoyed, and said in a deep voice: "Subordinate Chen Hu, who is the head of the capital, is willing to lead the officials to saddle the front and rear of the county commander." Just by the orders of the county commander, even the thieves of Dongguan dared to denounce it. "The implication is that the county commander, even if you go to the soup, we will cheer for you later.

Ye Hongfeng slapped his forehead, these men seem to be as strong as an ox, and they never thought that they would be so small. However, I didn't expect them to go against Dong Guanming's writings, at least for now, it was already very good. He has other arrangements of his own.

In the next few days, Ye Hongfeng rectified the official service, checked the account books, and reviewed some official documents, and the yamen in Pingtaek County finally improved. It's just that when calculating the treasury silver, Ye Hongfeng almost directly raised his knife to kill Dongguan, and there were thousands of taels of silver written in black and white on the account book, but there were only some scattered pieces of silver in the treasury.

At noon that day, the officials suddenly led in a Taoist priest, holding a box in his hand, afraid that he would have to have dozens of taels of silver. The Taoist priest entered the door and took the rest of the people away, and opened the box slightly through a gap, revealing the white silver inside. The Taoist priest whispered to Ye Hongfeng: "The Lord of the Subjective County Order is really an extraordinary person, I don't know where to learn?"

Ye Hongfeng didn't care to answer his question, he just nodded vigorously, and his face almost stuck to the box. The Taoist priest didn't care either, and continued: "The Lord of the Views intends to get acquainted with the county commander, but this is just a little meaning. In the future, I hope that the county will take care of the adults, how about you and me to divide the winter view into nineteen points?"

Ye Hongfeng accepted the box, frowned slightly, and said leisurely: "Well, sensible." "The Taoist priest's face turned black all of a sudden, my family Guan Zhu gave you face, shared with you, asked you what you think, and actually replied sensible?

A few days later, the priest came to the yamen again, this time carrying a larger box. After the Taoist priest stood still, he walked away from the others and took a deep breath before saying: "The county magistrate has not replied to the previous proposal in recent days, and the viewer thinks that he has not considered it well, so he ordered me to come again to show my sincerity with this box of silver. In addition, I wish to divide the winter view with the county magistrate, and I hope that the county magistrate will consider it carefully. Before Ye Hongfeng could speak, the Taoist priest left the box and left without looking back. Ye Hongfeng looked at his departing back and felt a little regretful, but he was afraid that Dongguan would not try to win him over after this time, although there was a lot of silver, it was far from enough to be taken away.

Sure enough, as Ye Hongfeng expected, the Taoist priests of Dongguan will come here again, but there are no new moves, and I don't know what they are secretly planning.

After a few more days, perhaps because the yamen began to work normally, from time to time people beat drums outside the yamen to voice grievances. Ye Hongfeng met with the people who complained one by one in line with the principle of doing things for others if he took the money, but above the lobby, those people cowered and said all the trivial and innocuous things. It wasn't until someone beat the drum in the middle of the night that Ye Hongfeng understood that this was mostly arranged by Dongguan to disgust him. So Ye Hongfeng didn't care about it, and simply asked the officials to remove the giant drum and hang a manual on the Zhu door. If there is another person who complains about grievances, he only needs to write it in the manual and he will handle it.

After that, it was much cleaner, and no one moved the manual when it hung on the Zhumen for several days.

Ye Hongfeng walked on the bluestone road in Pingtaek County, and the crowd was bustling, so it was not lively. It may be because the county magistrate is too strong in front of Dongguan, and the people are really relaxed. When Ye Hongfeng passed by a street corner, he happened to catch a glimpse of the woman who was rescued in the downtown a few days ago lying on the corner of the wall and secretly looking at him, and when he looked over, he hurriedly removed his eyes, and ran away with a red glow on his face. He had seen such a scene several times in recent days, but he never bothered her, just let it be.

Suddenly, Ye Hongfeng only felt that he had bumped into something, and when he looked down, he found that a little girl with pigtails had fallen to the ground. The little girl wanted to cry, but when she saw his face, she smiled at him. Ye Hongfeng smiled and asked, "Little girl, didn't you hurt when you fell?"

The little girl smiled even brighter and said, "I know you, my mother told me that you are a great county magistrate. The little girl touched the cloth bag on her body, took out a sugar gourd and stuffed it in Ye Hongfeng's hand, and smiled: "For you, this sugar gourd is sweet and delicious." After speaking, he also ran away, Ye Hongfeng was holding a sugar gourd in his hand, and there seemed to be tears in his eyes. He suddenly felt that everything he had done was worth it. At this moment, if the people of Dongguan come to bully the people again, he will do his best to protect them, just like Uncle Li taught him when he was a child.

People who are good to him, even if they are desperate, they can't be bullied.

The sun has not yet set, and Pyeongtaek County is peaceful, but the silence in the winter view is as quiet as before the wind and rain.