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Chapter 113 Bandit Magistrate Li Muyun

The blind man did not make any special moves, but just pressed Li Muyun's face a few times and took his hand away. After being excited, his face did not restrain itself at all, but instead seemed even more excited.

He almost trembled and said to Li Muyun: "I have been touching my bones for decades, but I didn't expect that I would have the opportunity to see the existence of lion bones at the age of almost burying..."

"Hey, you can say it clearly, what is a lion bone?" Li Muyun was a little creepy when he was beaten by this old man.

"Ah, as the saying goes, this bone is not born with the ancestors, and he is fully independent in starting a family and starting a business. He will also be able to wait for the wealth of heaven to come. It is even more difficult to count his clothes and wealth in his later years. Adults are destined to be prosperous and wealthy in this life, and to glorify his ancestors."

The old blind man did not explain what lion bones mean, but he gave Li Muyun a comment, and then knocked on the blind man's stick in his hand and walked out of the county government.

But when he was halfway through, he suddenly stopped, opened his mouth and seemed to have something to say. He hesitated for a long time before saying, "Sir, be careful when going out during this period. There may be a bloody disaster within ten days!" After saying that, he left without waiting for Li Muyun to say anything else.

However, at this time Li Muyun was still thinking about his previous comment, so he didn't care about the so-called bloody disaster at all, so he didn't stop him. When he remembered it again, the old blind man had already left and disappeared.

This bone was born without relying on his ancestors, and he was fully independent of his family and career. He would also be able to wait for his wealth to come, making it even more difficult to count his clothes and fortune in his later years.

In just twenty-eight words, it almost depicts a person's life. Li Muyun has six degree certificates. Although he does not have a literature department, he can understand that the last two sentences should be the meaning of luck that cannot be stopped by the city wall. The first two sentences say that he cannot count on his family at all.

Overall, this old blind man’s criticism of his life is quite accurate, but I don’t know if someone deliberately tricked him into it.

But when Li Muyun thought that this blind man was caught by the three fat men from the roadside like catching a baby, he felt relieved.

If someone could arrange such a coincidence, it would probably be useless even if he figured it out, because this method was higher than his level, and it would be hard to guard against if he figured it out.

...

Just as Li Muyun was thinking about it, Sanpang finally brought someone back. This time it was quite reliable. The one who brought back was a writing teacher, the kind of person who wrote letters for others in the legend.

"Mu Yun, how about it? This time, it's OK." The three fat guys came to Li Muyun in a few steps, as if he had accomplished something extraordinary.

"Go to the signing room to find some paper for the notice." Li Muyun ignored him and just pointed to the distance.

"Why is it me again? Can't you find a few minor officials? Let's use me as a donkey again!" the three fat guy muttered.

But despite this, he didn't dare not go. Li Muyun glared at him and immediately ran out as if he was slacking off his legs. In less than a moment, he took a large bundle of notices back with paper.

This thing is a regular supply in the county government office, and it will be released a lot every year, but Shanyin County has too little trouble and can't use a few pieces a year, so many are left.

With a "bang", a large bundle of paper was placed on the table by the fat man.

Li Muyun waved to the gentleman who wrote: "Come here!"

"Sir, what are your instructions?" The writer was a little nervous.

"You come and write a notice, saying that I have a lot of my grain here and need to be transported to Lijia Town 30 miles away. All those who come to transport grain will be rewarded with a stone of grain. That's it!"

"Just, just write like that?" The gentleman who wrote was a little embarrassed.

How unreliable is this county magistrate to write such a notice that is not four or six, but why is it not as good as the literary talent at all?

"Then what do you want? Isn't this simple and direct thing good? I asked you to write "Guanguan Jujiu, in the River Continent" how many people can understand it!" Li Muyun glared at the gentleman impatiently and said angrily.

"Uh..., yes, yes!" The writer was speechless when Li Muyun said, so he could only nod and say yes, then stepped forward and picked up the pen and wrote on the paper.

But don’t say that, although this guy is a little down, his handwriting is really good. At least Li Muyun looked at it for a long time and didn’t recognize any of them. He was so angry that he slapped the table hard: “What are you writing? Are you teasing me? I told you to write it simpler, but I didn’t ask you to write a book of heaven, mom! Rewrite it!”

"Yes, yes!" The writer was frightened and quickly changed into a piece of paper and started writing again. This time, he used the regular official script, which finally made people understand it.

If you talk about these literate people like to show off, they can't change the problem of showing off. In layman's terms, they are just showing off.

The more famous one is Li Bai, the little old man. If you say that the emperor asked you to write a preface, just write it. If you are satisfied with him, will everyone feel comfortable? Of course, if you don’t want to write it, it’s good to pretend to be drunk.

But you have to say, "The emperor will never get on the boat, and you claim that you are a fairy in the wine." Are you asking for illness?

The emperor is looking for you, but if you don’t go, you won’t go. You still have to show off. Although it can be understood as a literary character, have you considered the emperor’s feelings?

People say that disrespectful officials are sooner or later, which is a disease, let alone the emperor?

Therefore, the literate people in the Tang Dynasty were a bit too ideal. Although literary talent was good, they lacked some sleekness in their work.

The topic is too far-reaching, let's talk about it again.

However, after the writing master finished writing what Li Muyun asked him to write, he did not leave. Instead, he wrote more than ten copies under the "invitation" of a certain marquis. At the same time, he was staying with the three fat men and sent more than ten notices all over the city. When he returned to the county government again, it was already the daylight.

"Sir, can the villain leave?" After running for an afternoon, the writing teacher, whose legs were trembling, asked Li Muyun for instructions.

"Go? Where to go?" Li Muyun looked up at him: "From today, you are mine...Secretary, do you understand!"

"Ah? Secretary, Secretary?" The writer was stunned.

"There is a house in the backyard, so find a room by yourself!" Li ignored the writer and waved his hand to signal his subordinates who had returned to take him to the back yamen.

Since Li Muyun arranged for someone to arrest the shrew, Sun Liang rationally chose to move. Not only that, the guy also ran to the prison to eat and live with his wife, and it seemed that he didn't plan to come out.
Chapter completed!
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