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Mo Hua looked at the scene in front of him with a surprised gaze, and then slowly walked forward.

The two officials glanced at each other, and then looked at Mo Hua: "My lord, since the third king of the Yin Soul has been punished as a calf, then I can wait to go back and report to the adult."

"Let's go back". Mo Hua thought for a moment and replied to the two officials.

At this time, an old man walked slowly, and saw the calf in front of the door showing a surprised gaze, and then looked at Mo Hua's official uniform and the two little officials: "I don't know what the three adults are doing here?"

"This is the third king of the Yin Soul, he owes this master a gold, and he has not been able to pay it back as promised until he dies. Therefore, the general judge entrusted the official to go to the city god judge to explain the reason. He was punished as a calf, and toiled all his life for his master's family." Mo Hua slowly explained to the old man.

The old man was stunned for a moment and immediately reacted, and hurriedly interceded for the calf: "The accusation against Wang San must be done by the old and decrepit son, and a person dies like a lamp going out, how can he torture his soul." Old and cheeky, please return to the judge. This golden old decay is gone, let Wang San return to the netherworld, and don't suffer this sin."

"My husband is so unreasonable, we are running around for a day about this matter. As a result, after the matter was dealt with, Wang San was not allowed to repay the debt. Do you regard us and the five government officials as if they were child's play?" A small official shouted at the old man.

Another junior official also showed a displeased look, this judgment was jointly handled by the Wufu General Judgment and the judge, how could he change it for others.

Seeing the eyes of the two little officials, the old man couldn't help sighing, touched the calf and couldn't help but burst into tears: "Wang San, why are you suffering."

"Is this money owed to your father-in-law, or to your son?" Mo Hua looked at this scene and asked the old man.

When the old man heard the inquiry, he explained to Mo Hua: "Naturally, it is old money."

"I thought that Wang San had hugged him when he was a child, but I didn't expect that in a blink of an eye, he became a calf when he was old." The old man let out a long sigh again, as if he had thought of something from a long time ago.

The two officials glanced at each other again, in this way, could it be that the judge and the judge of the five governments made a mistake?

Mo Hua thought for a moment, looked at the calf, and then moved to the old man to fall into deep thought again.

"Do you know the name of the accuser of the king?" After a while, Mo Hua looked at the two officials and asked them.

The two officials thought for a while, and then replied respectfully to Mo Hua: "Qian Er."

"Yes, Qian Er is the son of the old man." Hearing the words Qian Er, Qian Wen almost couldn't cry. Rebel, really rebel. You actually sued Wang San for money, disturbed his ghost, and made him work hard for you as a cow all his life.

When the calf heard the old man's voice, he stretched out his tongue and licked Qian Wen's hand, as if he was comforting the old man.

When a small official saw this scene, he didn't want to get involved, so he explained to Qian Wen: "Since Qian Er is the son of his father-in-law, Wang San does owe money. It is understandable for the son to go to the five mansions to judge the yamen on behalf of his father."

"But Lao Yu didn't want this gold, and Lao Yu and Wang San privately said that this gold was for him. It's just that the old man is not filial, and it makes no sense to ask him for money." Qian Wen wiped her tears and explained to the little official.

Mo Hua frowned gradually, couldn't he do the first errand himself: "In this way, begging for money is made out of nothing."

"How can the verdict be arbitrarily changed." A small official couldn't help but shout at Qian Wen.

Qian Wen couldn't help but shudder, looked at the calf, and the old tears were horizontal again: "Wang San, it's the old decay that has hurt you."

"Listen to what the old man said, it was your son who sued Wang San. Then I can ask him more why he did it." Mo Hua looked at this scene, his heart couldn't help but soften, and he asked the old man.

Qian Wen thought of his son, and sighed again and explained to Mo Hua: "Adults don't know, the old son likes to gamble since he was a child. This time the complaint must have been heard. If the deceased fails to repay the debt, he can file a complaint with the Yamen in the Wufu Tong Judgment, and ask the judge to reduce the punishment and make him a cow and a horse, and sell the cow and horse for a good price when he grows up, so that he can do such a foolish thing."

"I see, I will inform Lord Wufu of this matter. As for what they do, it's not up to us to do it." Mo Hua explained to Qian Wen.

Hearing this, Qian Wen hurriedly bowed to Mo Hua: "Thank you for your kindness, if Wang San can avoid the pain of being a cow, the old man will go to the City God Temple to ask the judge for forgiveness."

"It's all supposed to be done." Mo Hua turned around and left after speaking.

The two servants glanced at the old man and the calf, and immediately followed.

The three of them hurried all the way to the Wufu Tongju Mansion.

A small official quickly stepped forward and asked Mo Hua, "Do you really want to report the truth of this matter?"

"Isn't that possible?". Mo Hua asked rhetorically at the little official, revealing a puzzled gaze.

Another small official also took a quick step forward and shook his head quickly: "The three Yin Soul Kings turned into calves to atone for their sins were decided by the judge and the judge at the same time, and it also took divine power to turn into a calf. Now that the divine power is out, the case is decided, and it is not worth it to report this matter."

"Not worth it?". Mo Hua's footsteps slowed down a little, and he obviously began to think about the words of the two little officials.

Seeing Mo Hua repeating this sentence in a low voice, the little official explained again: "The land of Wufu is in ruins, and cases are piling up in various places. Nowadays, there is a serious shortage of manpower in the government office. If you delay a matter for too long, will it not be worth the loss?"

"This matter is clear at a glance, the fault is all on Qian Er, and it is incidental for me to report it." Mo Hua didn't feel anything, and replied to the two little officials righteously.

The little official shook his head: "Even if Wang San's Yin Soul is recalled, the judge's divine power will still be wasted."

"That's better than having this person live as a cow for the rest of his life." Mo Hua replied to the two officials without thinking.

The two officials looked around, and then explained bitterly to Mo Hua: "There is a definite number of luck, and the judge's divine power comes from the luck of the netherworld, and the divine power has come out at this time." It can't be recovered, and the matter has become a foregone conclusion, so why bother to keep an eye on it."

"Wouldn't it be more efficient if we used all this energy to deal with other cases." The little official explained to Mo Hua.

Mo Hua couldn't help but stop in place, keenly capturing two words: "efficiency?".

"There are a mountain of cases, and coupled with the shortage of manpower, it is inevitable that there will be some unjust, false and wrongful cases. However, the top priority is not to overturn these cases, but to dispose of all the backlogs. Let this person put a chain in his heart, and then slowly rehabilitate." A small official explained bitterly to Mo Hua.

Limited resources, judging cases, and chains above people's hearts? Mo Hua thought about it in his mind, and seemed to have an understanding for a while. After that, he didn't take care of the two little officials, and strode in the direction of the mansion.