The live broadcast girl was loved by heaven after traveling through time.

For the next few days, the magistrate of Qiantang County spent most of his time waiting for news at the post station.

At other times, he is either on the way to Pingdingshan or in his own private residence.

He came here early every day and would not leave until all of them finished work and left.

He hasn't been back to the yamen for several days.

The new county magistrate over there has transformed from the Madonna attitude at the beginning to the Saint attitude of a Virgin.

He gnashed his teeth and chewed the bitter gall in his mouth for several rounds.

The little supplies he had on him had long since been completely wiped out by a group of yamen runners.

My wallet is getting emptier and emptier.

Where on earth did you go!

But are you still alive?

"Brother, even if you die, please send us a message. The other yamen runners will think that he may have gone to a new place to take up a post.

Finally one day, he was discovered by a yamen runner who was buying buns.

"Master! I found it!" He ran back to the yamen panting!

The eyelids that had just closed suddenly opened!

"Where is he! Tell me where he is!" He threw back the quilt, jumped to the ground, and opened the door!

The cold wind blew in, causing him to shiver unconsciously.

"I saw him! He was at the buns shop! He was sitting in a big, imposing carriage! He looked so luxurious! I followed him for quite a distance, but... I still lost him!"

The yamen runner was thinking about the big buns, so he went out before dawn. As soon as he arrived, he saw Master Qian touching his belly with one hand and holding several paper bags with the other, and jumping into a big carriage with great satisfaction!

I don't know how he managed to do it with his weight, but he just stood up from the ground and sat on it directly.

"Luxury carriage!? Did you see it clearly? You must have seen the wrong person!" The new county magistrate asked him in disbelief. Where did that fat man get the luxurious carriage?

"Yeah, how is that possible? You must have seen it wrong!" The other yamen runners also echoed.

"No way! If it were you, would you admit your mistake with him being like that?"

Everyone...

It seems to make sense.

That must mean he is a good person.

Many yamen runners followed over after hearing the noise, and were also shocked when they heard the conversation between the two.

"Why don't you catch him back!"

The others were stunned. "Sir... He is not a criminal, how dare we arrest him?" After all, he was the former county magistrate, their immediate superior. Although he was punished now, they dared not offend him.

The new county magistrate knew that he was being impatient, and he quickly shouted, "Hey, you know better than me what kind of financial resources that person has. It doesn't match your description at all. Of course, since you are sure, then your observation is certainly correct, but... I heard that there are many scammers running rampant in this area. They seem to be very nice to people, letting them ride in cars and buying them food and drinks, but in the end, they take away all the organs in their stomachs."

"what!"

"This is too scary!"

"No one caught them?"

The new county magistrate thought: The reason why bandits are rampant nearby is because this government office is not doing anything!

All you do day is either eat or do nothing. With such a government in place, bad people will emerge sooner or later!

However, now was not the time to talk about these things, so he quickly brought the topic back to the topic: "Hurry up and find your master. You can't help others count their money after being cheated! I heard that there are bad guys who specifically pick on homeless people, kidnap them and dig out their hearts and livers!"

He tried his best to scare his men so that they would quickly find the person back!

The long wait is so exhausting. I can’t sleep well all night. Who can stand it?

"Come on, come on, all of you, follow me."

"Saving a life is better than building a seven-story pagoda! Even though he is not our master's, saving him is a good deed for ourselves!"

"Yes! The former master is fat! He must have a fourteen-story pagoda! Let's go!"

"I am coming too!"

"I am coming too!"

Some were limping, some were moaning as they walked, and there were quite a few people coming out.

The road was slippery due to the snow and the people's legs and feet were not very agile. The group finally arrived in front of the bun shop, but the carriage mentioned was no longer there.

It was New Year's Day, the alley was deep, and there were few vehicles passing by. "Look! This is where the carriage just parked! Yin'er is still there!"

"The carriage is heading that way! Chase!"

The carriage was large, and the wheel marks were wider than usual. Plus, there was a lot of snow on the road, so the marks of the carriage were very obvious.

The trace went in one direction, and the group followed it.

They actually followed the marks of the wheels and tracked down the post station!

At this time, the door of the post station was open, and a thick curtain was hung on the door, probably to block the wind and snow.

The yamen runner used the back of his broadsword to slowly open a gap in the door curtain.

I held my breath and looked inside carefully, but was surprised by the scene inside.

"Why are there so many people? Could this be the bandits' lair?"

Several people looked at each other and quietly stepped aside.

"The former master is very smart. Just think about it, the person who could deceive him must be no ordinary person! It seems that this gang has quite a lot of people!"

"Yeah. That makes sense, but... there are too many of them! We can't just rush in like this!" What should we do...

"How about we retreat?" A timid bailiff looked around, fearing that someone might jump out of the house.

"We can't leave yet. Let's get some more information and find out their confidence!"

"Ah? But what if we get discovered?"

"What are you afraid of? We look like we're from the government! They dare to attack us in broad daylight! Let's go. You! Follow me to the main gate. You two, go around to the back and take a look. The rest of you can find a window or jump over the wall. Let's go!"

They found their seats again, and someone poked a hole in the window paper with his finger, and saw the familiar figure.

It’s not that they have good eyesight and can find him among the crowd at once, but it’s that figure that makes it hard not to see him.

At this time, the former county magistrate was seen staggering to the most crowded place, holding several paper packages strung together with paper ropes in his hands.

He first placed them on the counter, and then opened them one by one: "Come on, come on, don't be polite, these are freshly-made buns! They smell so good, everyone, please help yourself!" The one who was distributing the food to everyone was none other than the former county magistrate!

At this moment, he was very happy. While eating by himself, he did not forget to call people in every corner to get buns.