Of course, the other party was very prestigious in the county, but Zhang Yue looked at the green robe on his body and knew that the other party was probably from a mixed background.

Because the officials of the eighth and ninth grades in the Song Dynasty all wore green robes, the county magistrate's position, whether in a large county or a small county, was exactly between the eighth and ninth grades. However, if you were a Jinshi, the emperor would give you a green robe.

At this time, Zheng Xia walked up to Zhang Yue and said, "This man is the local Magistrate Lan. He is not an easy person to get along with. I went to the county to talk about the inadequacies of the government, and I almost got a meal."

, this is because he wants to take the provincial examination soon."

Upon hearing this, Zhang Yue looked at Zheng Xia and said, "You are really a dog. It turns out that you didn't tell me if you knew this was the case."

"Brother Zhang, let's go!" Zheng Xia reminded.

Zheng Xia really wanted to provoke Zhang Yue just now, to see if this person was courageous and chivalrous, and whether he was worthy of friendship.

Scholars in the Song Dynasty had a high status, and an official might be concerned about your status, but now when the county magistrate comes, he will not take you seriously.

But when the blue county magistrate arrived at the porridge, he looked around, and then said in front of a group of officials and squires who were following him: "The desolate government of this dynasty is far better than that of the previous dynasties. The officials of all dynasties love the people as their sons and care about the common people of the world.

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"Now that I am serving as a parent official under the emperor's feet, I will abide by the Holy Will. I will not be stingy with the rice grains in Changping Granary in this county just because they are refugees."

All the officials and squires said: "My husband shares the worries of the official family. He is truly a first-class capable official."

Xianggong is an honorific title for high-ranking officials, but in a county, local people often use this title to flatter the county magistrate.

Immediately Magistrate Lan walked to the side of the porridge, and Zheng Xia pulled Zhang Yue's sleeve and signaled him to leave immediately, but Zhang Yue stood motionless.

Zheng Xia couldn't help but wonder if the other person was a fool. He wanted to leave first, but he felt embarrassed leaving Zhang Yue behind, so he stayed with him.

"Who are these two people? Why are they here if they are not refugees?" County Magistrate Lan frowned and asked the officials.

The official whispered a few words into the other party's ear.

Magistrate Lan showed a surprised expression when he heard this, and walked up to Zhang Yue and Zheng Xia with his hands behind his hands.

"It's you again? I spared you last time, so why did you bring people to make trouble this time? Could it be that you want to destroy my porridge shop?"

At the words of Magistrate Lan, many of the refugees on the left and right trembled.

Just as Zheng Xia was about to speak, Zhang Yue said first: "My husband is such a powerful official!"

Magistrate Lan had never been robbed like this before in the county. He saw that the other party refused to worship him when he saw that he was a dignified magistrate. This look of neither humbleness nor arrogance seemed to have some background.

"Who are you?"

Zhang Yue said: "I am just a scholar passing by in your county. The county magistrate's giving of porridge to save the people was out of good intentions and was a kindness from the emperor. However, the magistrate was in this porridge, and in a moment I saw three people starving to death. Here, he was carried out!"

"Ms. sir!" The official on the side was about to explain in an emergency, but County Magistrate Lan stopped him and said: "Why do I need a young person to teach me how to do things? This court has its own regulations on how to serve porridge. This county has its own regulations. The office has regulations to follow, so what do you mean by openly saying that this county is not the right one?"

Zhang Yue said: "The regulations of the Huangzheng came from the promotion of the Changping Division. It is good for the Prime Minister to act according to the regulations of the Changping Division, but administration must not only follow the regulations, but also consider human feelings."

"Ten cents for a bowl of real porridge is quite expensive. Of course, there is a reason for the ten cents, but if you are afraid that the refugees will pretend to claim it and shave off a refugee's eyebrows..."

"Absurd!" the county magistrate said angrily: "Do you think your method can't be thought of by this county? But you are also a scholar. Don't you know that the body hair and skin are affected by your parents? It is also the scholar of your generation who shaves off people's eyebrows for no reason. Something?"

Zhang Yue said: "This is better than starving to death alone..."

"What nonsense!"

County Magistrate Lan said: "How can this county see you today, who is so ignorant and so confused? This county's good governance, which loves the people like a son, will turn into bad governance if you talk such indiscriminate nonsense!"

"Someone is coming!"

Magistrate Lan shouted, and the officials on the left and right came forward.
Chapter completed!