Not long after the various yamen arrived in various places, this kind of forced occupation happened in a powerful district. How could this be so great?

Even Hong Wutian and Mrs. Xu's eyes were full of anger.

Cenxi is located in Tengzhou, and in this Tengzhou, the Song army soldiers and the Yuan army suffered more than 100,000 losses, and it can be said that the blood of soldiers everywhere was everywhere.

There are countless blood and tears of Song soldiers here, and they have beaten back with their flesh and blood. How can these guys be so blasphemous?

Zhao Dongting suddenly stood up and said, "Master Ma is at ease, wait for me to go to the government office to take a look."

Mr. Ma said, "I will go with the young master."

He was still a kind person, but he didn't expect to rely on Zhao Dongting to stand up and pick himself out.

But Zhao Dongting said, "It's okay, Mr. Ma, just stay at home."

He didn't want Mr. Ma to know his identity.

As he said that, he winked at Hong Wutian and Mrs. Xu, and walked outside.

The juniors of the Ma family only vaguely knew that Zhao Dongting had some identity, and now seeing him like this, he couldn't help but be stunned.

Go straight into the government office?

Mr. Zhao’s family is probably still above their imagination.

Li Goudan ran to Zhao Dongting, "Brother Dongting, I'll go with you too."

He had some concern in his eyes, and obviously he cared about Zhao Dongting very much.

Zhao Dongting's eyes dissipated a little, and he touched Li Goudan's head, "Goudan, you're waiting for your brother to come back at Mr. Ma's house."

After saying that, Li Goudan walked out with Hong Wutian and Mrs. Xu in a slightly disappointed look.

After leaving the Ma family's house, Zhao Dongting was already full of murderous aura.

The Song Dynasty was not yet stable, and there were people in the government offices who helped the evildoer to abuse it. This was beyond Zhao Dongting's imagination.

He rushed to the government office all the way, and Zhao Dongting ignored the several soldiers guarding outside the government office and walked straight in.

He had strict orders in the court, and no government office could stop the people from leaving the people. He wanted to deliberately create an intention to be close to the people.

However, before stepping onto the steps at the government office, a soldier suddenly shouted next to him: "What are you doing?"

Zhao Dongting stopped and narrowed his eyes slightly, "How many are these locals in Cenxi County?"

The soldiers were puzzled, and someone said, "You should ask?"

Everyone is arrogant.

Zhao Dongting nodded, "I heard that your accent seems to be from Cen Xi. How long have you been working in the government office?"

But the result was that the soldiers waved at him impatiently, "Goun Bang!"

Zhao Dongting sneered.

Hong Wutian's figure suddenly flew over, shaped like floating catkins. In just a few seconds, several soldiers guarding the gate lay on the ground.

They hummed and looked at Hong Wutian with a look of extreme fear.

The severe pain in their abdomen made them unable to even shout, and they were sweating coldly on their foreheads.

Zhao Dongting said: "I'll ask you how long have you been a servant in the government office!"

A soldier trembled and replied, "Yes, it's been seven or eight years."

A sharp light flashed in Zhao Dongting's eyes.

It turned out that they were old soldiers, which means that before the fall of Guangxi, they were people from the government office.

The newly arrived county magistrate sent soldiers from Haikang to guard the city gate, but let these old men guard the government office here. What is their intention?

After snorting coldly, Zhao Dongting walked towards the government office.

The government office is very deserted, with a solemn feeling as deep as the sea.

Zhao Dongting retreated again, went to the big drum at the entrance of the government office, picked up the drumsticks, and beat the big drum so loudly.

In this way, after a few minutes of beating, someone ran out in anger, "Who is the fucking drum? Are you looking for death?"

Zhao Dongting said: "I beat the drum, and if there is any injustice, please ask the county magistrate to decide."

The person who came was also a minor official, wearing the constable's clothes, waved his hand impatiently, "Master is not available, get out!"

Zhao Dongting didn't even feel like he was talking anymore and walked inside.

"You're deaf!"

The constable blocked him and actually pushed him with his hands, "I told you to get out!"

A nest of rat shit!

Zhao Dongting was furious in his heart, his eyes were filled with anger, and he suddenly took action.

"ah!"

With the screams, the detective was slapped in the chest by Zhao Dongting's palms and flew backwards.

He flew several meters away. When he arrived at the government office, his chest was already visible to the naked eye. Blood was flowing in his nose and mouth. He seemed to be out of life, but his eyes were still staring at Zhao Dongting, full of fear. He obviously did not expect that Zhao Dongting would kill him.

The soldiers guarding the gate outside the gate were also pale.

It was under such circumstances that Zhao Dongting walked towards the government office with his hands on his back.

After passing through several gatehouses, although there were plaques hanging outside the houses on both sides, there were no figures.

Until the innermost point, the house in front of me was more gorgeous than the one before, and the gatehouse was higher. Obviously, this was the office of the county magistrate.

The lobby door is not closed, and there is also a vaguely visible plaque with a "mirror hanging high" hanging inside.

"The mirror is hanging high?"

Zhao Dongting sneered at the corner of his mouth, "I chose a good official."

The first batch of officials in the Song Dynasty were all selected from recommendation books submitted by Lu Xiufu and others. However, he had no impression of who the county magistrate of Cenxi County was.

Finally, a detective came out of the room on the left, "What are you doing?"

Zhao Dongting turned his head and looked over. From the room where he came out, there was a noisy sound.

It seems that someone is shouting betting or something.

gamble?

Zhao Dongting turned around and walked towards the constable, "In broad daylight, you are not working on the job with the court's salary, and you are actually gathering here to gamble?"

The constable is happy and unscrupulous, "Do you dare to care about my affairs?"

Zhao Dongting's clothes were already quite sloppy because he was rushing to travel, and he looked no different from refugees. He would never be taken seriously by this constable.

"hehe."

Zhao Dongting said: "There is nothing in this world that I dare not care about."

As he said that, he took out a golden gold medal from his sleeve and raised it in front of the detective.

The detective stared at the gold medal, his eyes gradually widened, and deep fear emerged.

In ancient times, gold medals were divided into several types, the most famous one was undoubtedly the death-free gold medal. The rest were such as the "Inspector on my behalf" held by the imperial envoy, the Dragon Order, the Phoenix Order held by the royal family, etc. These gold medals were divided into levels, and the inspection on my behalf was divided into third ranks, while the Dragon and Phoenix Order was divided into ninth ranks. Above these gold medals, there was also the Five-Clawed Golden Dragon Order, which represented Zhao Dongting's identity.

This kind of token is never given, and it has always been personally controlled by the emperor.

The Nine Dragon Order only carved nine three-clawed dragons.

What Zhao Dongting held at this time was not the Five-Clawed Golden Dragon Order, but also the Nine Dragon Order.

This represents the highest imperial envoy, and it is not an exaggeration to say that the emperor is here in person. How can this constable not be shocked? How can he not be afraid?

After swallowing, the constable was about to kneel down immediately.

However, he was stopped by Zhao Dongting and said, "Take me to see your master!"

Humph, he doesn't want to disturb the "happiness" of the yamen officials now."

"Master, he..."

The constable was a little hesitant.

Zhao Dongting pulled Zhanlu out from his waist, "Don't take it, kill it immediately!"

The middle-aged detective had no blood on his face, so he hurriedly walked towards the cobblestone road on the left side, "Please follow me, Lord of the Imperial College."

He was extremely flattering, afraid that he knew that he would not be able to get a good job this time, and he wanted to find a way out.

Zhao Dongting didn't say anything, just followed him inside.

After passing the county magistrate’s main hall, the county magistrate’s residence was behind. In the yamen, only the county magistrate was given a house in the government office.

Others, such as county senatorial prosecution, supervision and other ministers, have other yamen, but they do not work here.

After turning around, there were small bridges, flowing water, pavilions, towers, rockery green plants, and it was even more luxurious by Mr. Ma’s house.

Zhao Dongting couldn't help but snorted softly again.

In just two months after arriving in Cenxi, the county magistrate actually got money and arranged the government office like this, which is also his ability.
To be continued...