"You saw my true face. I should have killed you! But if you saved me again, you will be owed each other! There will be a date later! I will definitely kill you next time if my aunt encounters you!" After that, the girl stepped on the white horse and was about to leave.

"Miss, you are not injured, are you? I just hit me." Gao Shixin asked with concern.

"Where is this girl so easy to get hurt?" The girl blushed and felt a little warm in her heart. She turned her head and glanced at Gao Shixin, whipped the horse whip and left.

Gao Shixin held the antidote in his hand and watched the girl ride on a horse and leave. He saw a white figure riding a snow-white horse, disappearing in the mountain road like a gust of wind.

I let her go, is it right or wrong? She is the witch of the White Lotus Sect, or even the saint of the White Lotus Sect. She is the second largest rebel after Xu Hongru. And I am the Jinyiwei, why did she let her go? Gao Shixin said in his heart.

But he thought again: Let it go, let it go, a little girl, a girl with such clear eyes, a simple and kind eyes. This child was originally bewitched, not a vicious Jiannu! Anyway, the culprit was Xu Hongru, so I would suppress Xu Hongru at that time. If I meet this little girl on the battlefield and capture her alive. Now I send her to the Jinyiwei, she will definitely die; if I capture it on the battlefield, I can handle it myself.

The saint riding on the horse said in his heart: This Eagle Claw Sun humiliated me and hugged me. Why did I give him an antidote? Could it be that she really didn't dare to think about it anymore.

Gao Shixin has to do something very important now, which is to see if the Shaowu County Magistrate was a legendary national hero, a traitor, or a guy with great ambitions and low-mindedness.

Going south along the river, this road is the route taken by the Yingxia Railway in later generations, with winding mountains and rivers and picturesque scenery. In later generations, due to insufficient technical level, the Yingxia Railway built in the 1950s could only walk along the river to reduce the cost of building bridges and digging tunnels. For a long time, Fujian had only a provincial railway with a speed of only more than 50 kilometers per hour. It was not until the 1990s that the second Hengnan Railway was out of the province, and the speed reached 80 kilometers per hour. After entering the 21st century, the Ganlong Railway with a speed of 120, the coastal railway with a speed of 250 and the Changfu Railway, and later the Hefu High-speed Railway with a speed of 300.

The Shu Road is difficult to reach the sky, but the Fujian Road is more difficult than the Shu Road. From here to Shaowu, the straight line distance is only more than twenty miles, but the winding road along the rivers and mountains has taken a long way to reach more than fifty miles.

Even with such a difficult mountain road, the Ming Dynasty still set up an inn every twenty miles. However, in some rugged sections, the horses cannot run at speed. If they run faster, the horses can easily be scrapped. Only in flat areas can they run freely.

It took me more than fifty miles to walk for most of the day.

It was almost dark when Gao Shixin saw the Shaowu city wall.

The guard at the door saw a senior Jinyiwei officer wearing a flying fish suit, a wingless black gauze hat, an embroidered spring knife, and a jade plaque hanging around his waist appear at the city gate. He dared not stop him, so he nodded and bowed and entered the city with a letter of nobles.

There is also an inn in Shaowu County. The county inn must have provided food and accommodation. Gao Shixin led his horse into the inn and handed the horse to the inn, and then asked the officials of the inn to arrange a room for the house. Anyway, food and accommodation are not costing money, so the money he brought can still be saved.

The news that a Jinyiwei Qianhu came to the small county town quickly spread. The simple people in the small mountain city had no idea what was going on, and they all felt scared. Because after the publicity of the civil service group, Jinyiwei was a disaster to the people.

Of course, what is more afraid of than those ordinary people are the guys sitting in the Shaowu County Government.

In fact, the Jinyiwei really did not harm the people. They only harmed the civil servants of the court, and there was no need to harm the people. If an emperor believed the civil servants and said that the Jinyiwei harmed the people and weakened the power of the Jinyiwei, he would be deceived.

"The Jinyiwei Qianhu? Is there a Jinyiwei Qianhu?" The black and thin county magistrate asked in horror.

"Master, it's true! It's the Jinyiwei Qianhu! Flying fish suit, gold belt, jade plaque, just looking at the stripes, you can tell that the grade is the fifth grade, not the fourth grade or above." The master said.

"It's broken!" The county magistrate stood up, like an ant on a hot pan keeps turning around. "Is it because my official is greedy for money to scrape the ground? It's impossible. Isn't this kind of thing normal in the Ming Dynasty?"

"Master, are you scratching the ground a bit too much? Fujian's mountainous areas are already so poor that you can earn three thousand gold a year, so you should be more restrained." said the master.

In the past, Shaowu was so poor that there was no food or silver. It was known as the seven mountains and two rivers and one part of the land. How much food could it be planted in just a few barren mountainous land? Then a little rice field could not feed the locals. Although there were a lot of wild animals on the mountain that could hunt and collect mushrooms to improve their lives, there was a very shortage of food. Fortunately, more than ten years ago, Chen Zhenlong introduced a new crop from Luzon, called sweet potato. Later, it was promoted in the mountainous areas of Fujian.

With sweet potatoes, the stomach problems of the people will be solved, and at least they will not starve to death. But this place is still poor, but the Shaowu County Magistrate is very capable of scraping the land. People go up the mountains to hunt and go down the river to fish, and most of the dog legs sent by the county magistrate will be scraped away.

Mountain goods such as animal skins, game, mushrooms, bamboo shoots, etc. are not valuable in the local area, but they are loaded on a boat, headed south along the river, and sent to Fuzhou, and then they can be sold at a good price. The county magistrate's younger brother is a businessman, and relying on these, he can actually collect a lot of money from a poor county town.

There are also tea produced in Fujian, black tea produced in mountainous areas in northern Fujian, and the county magistrate’s hometown is in Guangdong, and Guangdong people love black tea. With the power of the county magistrate, the younger brother of the county magistrate didn’t even have to open the tea quotation of the imperial court. He directly purchased tea from tea farmers at a low price, transported it back to Guangdong and sold it at a high price. This is another large amount of silver income.

This county magistrate was greedy. He only served as a county magistrate, but was promoted to the Ministry of War by Hou Xun, a member of the Donglin Party. Needless to say, the Donglin Party must have received a lot of money from him. Later, when the Donglin Party collapsed, he was willing to pay 10,000 taels of silver to build a temple for Wei Zhongxian! Where did this money come from? Of course, they are all greedy.

Perhaps I also knew that I had scraped the ground too much. For the whole night, the magistrate Yuan lies on the bed toss and turns, but he can't sleep at all.

The Jinyiwei Qianhu came to Shaowu County, which scared the future Yuandududu.

It was finally dawn, and County Magistrate Yuan finally fell asleep. It felt like he had not been asleep for long, but he heard someone outside shouting anxiously: "Master! Master! The big thing is wrong! The Jinyiwei Qianhu came to our county government! He said he wanted to see the master!"

Not long after he fell asleep, the county magistrate who had not yet fallen asleep was awakened. He quickly turned up from the bed and sat up: "Hurry, bring my official uniform!"

After Magistrate Yuan put on his official uniform, he still wanted to go to wash up.

"Master, it's too late!" The master begged hard, "The Jinyiwei Qianhu is already sitting in the lobby!"

In desperation, the magistrate Yuan had no choice but to wipe his face casually, take a sip of water and rinse it, then rushed out of the inner hall and ran to the lobby of the yamen.
Chapter completed!