Feihu County is a large county in the north. It is busy with official duties on weekdays. When Geng Qing went in, the busy civil servants watched him walk straight to the court with strange eyes. Soon, he came out again in a very embarrassed manner. It turned out that the court was the place where the case was opened on weekdays, and the county magistrate, chief clerk, county magistrate, and county magistrate all handled the documents in the side courtyard.

There were several rooms in the side courtyard, and the words "County Magistrate, County Magistrate" and other words were hung in front of the door. Geng Qing wanted to search one by one, but after a few steps, the patrol yamen runners saw him wearing clothes, age, and a heavy public housing area. He went over and rushed back to the side courtyard to interrogate.

"The young Gengjia Village native is not a bad guy. He just came in from the main entrance. If you don't believe it, you can ask the two servants at the door."

Seeing that the young people in the village were smiling and polite, the yamen runners were not in a hurry to arrest people and nodded: "We will ask ourselves, but why do we come here? If there is a lawsuit to be tried, we can submit a complaint to the chief clerk."

"There are no disputes or grudges, but there are important things to find the county magistrate."

When several people saw him, they answered him in a slight manner, and they didn't look like ordinary people in the village. Some of them said, "Okay, then you are not allowed to walk around. Wait here. I'll report to the county magistrate to see if I have time to see you."

Geng Qing hurriedly bowed his hand and stood outside the crescent door, watching the yamen runner walk to a door in the side yard with his knife head. He knocked on it a few times. Someone came out and said something to him. Then the yamen runner went straight to the back hall.

The back hall is mostly where the county magistrates live, and there are servants and maids passing by. When the yamen runners came, the front door of the back hall was in front of the door. The chubby county magistrate was wearing an official robe, and the cloth was tightly stretched out a circle of traces. He was about forty years, with a white and clean face without beard. He was holding the brewed tea and blowing the heat. He looked serious and laid hands at the handsome young man on the opposite seat.

"Sing An Sibing sat down and talked, no need to stand. This county is approachable and has no airs. Sit down quickly."

Geng Qing would definitely recognize this young man here as the young general I had seen at the city gate before.

An Jingsi, who was in front of the seat, bowed his hands: "I thank the county emperor for giving him a seat, but I don't know that the county emperor calls the low-ranking position, can there be something else?"

"Of course, there is, but sit down and talk first." The county magistrate nodded with a smile, raised his hand and asked the servant in the back hall to give him another cup of tea. After a few words of praise, he asked the young man how the progress of arresting the assassin was made.

"I have also heard about the assassin today. The county magistrate was injured. What's going on in the city now?"

An Jingsi was just a young man. He had only been recruiting the yamen from the mountains to serve as a servant for more than a year. He didn't understand many things, but he also knew that the county magistrate actually did not have much power. Instead, the county magistrate had the final say. He was a little angry at first, but then he gradually realized that the county magistrate did not have any outstanding skills, so he was overthrown by the county magistrate who was very skilled in martial arts and his brother, the head of the Golden Knife Gang. He could only handle official documents in the yamen plainly.

But what young people should respect will still respect, maintain etiquette, and get up and arch their hands towards the first person.

"Report to the county magistrate, the assassin and his group are good at hiding and have good martial arts skills. The county magistrate is still searching everywhere, and it won't take long to come."

The county magistrate chuckled twice, nodded in praise, got up and held the boy's hands.

"Those assassins are really annoying. If the county magistrate is busy, you should also pay more attention to An Sibing, don't be injured."

"Xie County Master cares about it, and humble jobs are just fulfilling his duties." An Jingsi lowered his face, took a step back, and raised his hands again and said, "The county master is busy with official duties, so I won't disturb you, just take the lead."

"Go and go!"

The fat county magistrate waved at him with a smile, and sent him to the threshold to watch the other party turn around the corner and leave. His smile slowly calmed down. He returned to the first place and took out a copy of "The Three Kingdoms" from the table drawer, reading it with saliva. There was a puzzled murmur between his thick lips.

‘Hiss…why is it different from what Liu Xuande used in the book?’

Outside, a voice called out: "County Master!"

The fat county magistrate turned his face and looked straight, and put the book on the table seriously, sat upright, and recruited the yamen runners who were bowing outside the door.

"What's wrong with calling this county?"

In the hall, the yamen runner bowed his face and said, "I report to the county master, there are people from Gengjia Village outside, and I want to see the county master in front of you if you have important things."

"Can anyone see this county? No see!"

The county magistrate repeatedly waved his hands, held the book again for a moment, sighed and let it go back, shouted the yamen runner who had walked out of the threshold, and coughed twice, "This county is also an important matter, it's okay to see him. If there is really an urgent matter to look for me, wouldn't it be a cold heart to the people of Feihu County?"

After saying that, he packed up his appearance and asked the yamen runners to lead the way and came to the side courtyard of the yamen. On the other side, Geng Qing, who was waiting outside the Crescent Gate, was then summoned by the yamen runners. When he heard the county magistrate wanted to see him, he hurriedly thanked him and followed the other party inside.

In just forty or fifty steps, Geng Qing asked the county magistrate's happiness and anger from the easy-to-talk yamen runner. The latter thought he was afraid of being angry and caused a slap in it, so he did not hide it. He smiled and said something about the county magistrate's temperament, and then went to a door to report.

"County Master, the people have been brought here."

After a moment, Zhongzheng's majestic voice came from inside: "Let him come in."

The creaking sound was squeaking, and the yamen runner opened the door and let Geng Qing go in. He saw a long table filled with official documents. A fat man sat behind in an official robe and took a pen to correct official documents.

The door closed, and the pen nib was wandering there, and the county magistrate raised his round face and looked at the dark young man in front of him, "The person below said, are there any important things in your county?"

According to the plan set last night, it was naturally a big deal. Geng Qing quickly put the bag on his shoulder and gently put it on the table. A "bang" sounded, and then untied it. Dozens of silver ingots immediately rolled out of it.

The county magistrate's eyes were straightened, and he quickly shook his round face, put his pen off the ink inkstone, and frowned and looked at the young man.

"What do you mean? If there is any injustice, you can say that it is just like this. Why do you have to do this bribery? This county is not a corrupt person."

"The county master's eyes are bright and he never favors himself. How dare the young man come to bribe him, which has defiled the reputation of the county master."

Geng Qing waved his hands repeatedly, and saw the county magistrate let go of his eyebrows and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth. He quickly explained the purpose of the trip to him.

"Qibing County Master, the small Gengjia Village has guarded dozens of acres of land for many years every year. Many people's land deeds are in pieces, and even many holes are bitten by rats. If someone forces the land to occupy the land in the future, we will not be able to take these land deeds."

The long table slapped violently, and the county magistrate showed anger.

"This county is in charge of Feihu and upholds the will of the court. There are many acres. Who dares to occupy it?!"

"I'm afraid if it happens."
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