The magistrate Wannian felt excited. To be honest, it doesn’t matter whether he is promoted or not. What’s important is that it’s best to leave here, even if he is demoted, so that he can at least retire safely before he retires.

Although the officialdom during the Zhenguan period was still calm, there were frequent conflicts. Therefore, it is not important to fly high when you are an official. What is important is to be able to land safely.

Thinking of this, the magistrate of Wannian County, Lao Tang, sucked his teeth and said, "Your Majesty, it's not that the officials don't do it according to your requirements. It's really hard to push this matter. If something goes wrong, I'm afraid it won't end."

"Old Tang, why are you not enlightened?" Li Muyun changed his seat and said earnestly to the magistrate of Wannian County: "What is your Majesty putting you in Wannian County? Is it just to ensure safety in the area? You have been in office for three years, so you really want to retreat without success?"

A struggle flashed in the eyes of the county magistrate Tang, and he sighed and said, "Prince, don't you want to do a career, but you have to know that this is Wannian County, and the emperor is asking for the word "stability". If the operation is not done properly, it will cause civil unrest, and I am afraid that many people will be implicated."

In some ways, the Tang County Magistrate said nothing wrong. In normal times, the fifth-rank official may be able to take charge of the government and speak the same thing.

But in Chang'an, the prince is walking all over the ground, the third-rank is not as good as a dog, and the fifth-rank official is really nothing. He has so many eyes staring at it. It is difficult to achieve some results. It is actually very amazing to be in this position for three years, and it is almost impossible to make a name for himself.

Li Muyun nodded in empathy: "Yes, I did evil in my previous life and became an official in this life; I was full of evil, and I am attached to the city walls now."

In an instant, the old face of the county magistrate Tang turned pale. No matter how he thought, he felt that Li Muyun was cursing people. But before he could speak, someone continued to say: "Old Tang, I know you think I was cursing you, but to be honest, I am pitying you. You said that you, the old man, will be the county magistrate in Chang'an."

In ancient times, the county magistrates where the city is located were generally the most deeds, because the boss was staring at it at the top. No matter what he did, just say one sentence above, even if he did it right, it would be wrong.

Therefore, those who are officials always laugh at themselves. Those who are county magistrates in the prefectures were full of evil in their previous lives, so they suffered such great sins in this life.

The old Tang in front of Li Muyun was not only a county magistrate in the prefecture city, but also a county magistrate in the capital city. If he followed the theory of self-deprecating use, wouldn’t it be even more hateful than a full of evil in his previous life?

But even if you know that Li Muyun is scolding him, what can you do? The senior official has to kill people, and Old Tang is already over the age of competing and competitive. After being angry for a while, he can only let it go, pick up the tea on the table, and act like seeing off guests.

However, County Magistrate Tang finally underestimated Li Muyun's face. He saw that the guy seemed to have no idea what he meant. He also picked up the tea and sucked it slowly. From time to time, he smacked his lips and spit out the broken tea leaves in his mouth.

After a while, County Magistrate Tang found that he could not speak, so he took a deep breath and said, "Prince, let me tell the truth. Don't think that our county is very close to the Wei River, but this fish is really unfundable."

"Why? Give me a reason." When it comes to serious matters, Li Muyun put down the teacup in his hand.

"You think, the Wei River is living water. What should we do if it runs away? We can't tie the fish by the river, right? Let's take a step back and say, even if the people use tanks to raise fish, how many tanks will it take? This investment alone is not a decimal. It is impossible for the county to pay this money, but let the people pay the money... This is even more impossible."

County Magistrate Tang said everything he had held in his stomach in one breath, and looked at Li Muyun as if he was waiting for him to be angry and angry. After all, as a subordinate, the act of slapping his superiors directly in the face was a bit too much.

But what the county magistrate Tang did not expect was that Li Muyun looked at him with a playful look on his face, and suddenly sighed: "It turns out that there is no use for scholars, Lao Tang, you really disappoint me."

"I heard it very well!" After repeated attempts, Li Muyun was snatched and snatched. Even the magistrate of Tang County was still three-thirds more rustic than a clay man.

Li Muyun seemed to like watching Tang County Magistrate's words and still want to stop talking. He deliberately teased him: "Who told you that you must be in the river to raise fish? Who told you that you must be in the tank?"

County Magistrate Tang twitched his neck: "Isn't it? Could it be that the prince can still plant fish in the field?"

"So what if you plant it in the ground? You haven't planted it before, how can you know that you can't grow it?"

"The fish dies when they leave the water."

"Then water more."

"Prince, don't make trouble."

"Old Tang, don't just do it alone."

As he spoke, Li Muyun and County Magistrate Tang were both angry and stared at each other like a cockfighting, not giving in.

Just when the two of them were bothering each other and refused to give in, the wife of the county magistrate Tang appeared at the door of the room with a few maids. When they saw their appearance, he hurried forward and persuaded, "Oh, master, what's wrong with you? Why are you arguing with the prince? Why don't you apologize to the prince quickly."

Li Muyun saw the maids following Mrs. Tang holding food boxes, and knew that she was here to arrange lunch for her, so she smiled and stood up and bowed, "Mrs. Sister-in-law, it's okay. I just have some disagreement with County Magistrate Tang, and I am not arguing."

While returning the gift, the wife of the magistrate of Tang waved her hands repeatedly, "Your Majesty, you can't do it, you can't do it, what kind of virtue is my ability? I can't get your gift."

Li Muyun smiled and said, "Mrs. Sister-in-law, I am not here to look for Lao Tang as a prince. So, you should regard me as a friend of the magistrate of Tang County, just treat me as a little brother. Don't be polite to me."

Li Muyun, as the adopted son of the Supreme Emperor, made friends with a fifth-rank county magistrate. In fact, it was to give old Tang a face. Mrs. Tang had been in Chang'an City for so many years, how could she not know? She turned around and glared at her old man: "You old guy, you are getting back the more you live, right?"

The magistrate of County Tang was not good at fighting with Li Muyun at this time, so he stood up and bowed to him and said, "It was the senior official who was rude first, so please don't blame him."

Li Muyun did not ask County Magistrate Tang to finish his ceremony, but went forward to pull him: "If I blame you, I would have slapped my butt and left. Can I still quit with you, the old guy?!"

County Magistrate Tang was either crying or laughing when Li Muyun said. Finally, he could only bow and say, "What is the best view of the prince? Why do you think of me? Let me learn more, and let me, the old scholar, gain some knowledge."
Chapter completed!