The best county magistrate

The next day.

Yang Xuanchen got up early, wrote a letter and had someone take it back to Shangjing City.

After noon, they set off towards Qingshui County.

When they arrived at Qingshui County, smiles appeared on everyone's faces. Yang Xuanchen sat at the front of the car to replace Wang Tieshan.

"Master Wang, take a rest. I'll take your place for a while."

Wang Tieshan gave him a slap on the face and said unhappily, "Why didn't you come to replace me a few days ago? Now that it's almost time, you run away."

"Get lost! Get lost! You bastard, you must have something bad in your mind."

Yang Xuanchen touched his nose and looked a little embarrassed. "Old man, I'm telling you, don't be so ungrateful, you..."

"Hiss! It hurts, it hurts, be gentler!"

"Oh my god, this road has been built into the forest?" Yang Xuanchen couldn't help but sigh as he looked at the road ahead.

The workers who were paving the road in the woods saw a convoy approaching slowly, and the leading clerk wanted to step forward and ask.

When he walked a few steps closer and looked up to see the person at the front of the car, his eyes widened instantly.

"Master! It's the master who's back!"

He even forgot to salute, and shouted back with joy, "Brothers, come on, stop working, the master is back! It's our master who is back!"

Yang Xuanchen reined in his horse and stopped, watching everything happening in front of him with interest.

"If I remember correctly, you used to be a little monkey in the Jinzhi store. Your full name is Hou Zhuang, right?"

Hou Zhuang didn't expect that his master still remembered his name, and his eyes turned red instantly.

He was touched and said, "Yes, yes, the younger one is Hou Zhuang. I didn't expect that the master remembered my name."

"Why did Jinzhixing stop working and come here to repair the road?" Yang Xuanchen continued to ask.

Hou Zhuang scratched his head, a little shy, "In reply to the master, now almost every household in the county has access to sewers, and the work of the Jin Juice Shop has become much easier."

"As long as we get up a little earlier every day, we can deliver the golden juice to several septic tanks in the south and north of the city."

"..."

After listening to his narration, Yang Xuanchen understood that the sewer infrastructure project that was to be completed in winter had been completed.

No wonder these people from the gold juice business came to build the road. It seems that the technology that has been ahead for thousands of years can be used in this era. It can not only make money but also release labor to a greater extent.

"Hou Zhuang, summer is coming soon. Tell the brothers to stop working so hard and take a rest."

"There's no end to making money. No matter how much you earn, it will always be too little. Health is the most important thing..."

Yang Xuanchen spoke in a long-winded manner, but to Hou Zhuang's ears, it sounded like the music of nature.

Our master is as approachable as ever. If anyone says that the master has changed after going to the capital, I will be angry with him!

Thinking of this, he took a few steps forward and took the reins of the carriage, "Master, I will follow your instructions and take a break today. I will lead the way for you."

Yang Xuanchen laughed loudly, "Let's get on the carriage, and we'll go to the county town together."

The convoy drove slowly into Qingshui County. The sunlight shone through the treetops, dappled on the ground, adding a bit of warmth to the bustling county.

Hou Zhuang stood up at the front of the car and shouted at the top of his voice: "Fellow villagers! The master is back! Our master is back!"

As he shouted, the people in the town rushed out of their homes, their faces filled with joy and anticipation, as if their long-lost relatives were about to return.

The children followed the convoy, jumping and skipping. Some waved small flags in their hands, while others imitated Yang Xuanchen's horse riding, with admiration on their young faces.

The women brought homemade cakes and fruits, ready to offer to the god in their hearts.

"Look, Master Rabbit is back!" A little boy pointed at Yang Xuanchen and shouted.

"Yes, yes, God Rabbit is back!" The other children also echoed excitedly.

When Yang Xuanchen saw this scene, he cursed, but a warm feeling surged in his heart.

He jumped off the carriage, walked among the children, patted their heads affectionately, then took the cakes and fruits from the women and said with a smile.

"Thank you all. I, Yang Xuanchen, am so lucky to have fellow villagers like you."

At this time, a familiar figure squeezed out from the crowd. It was Wei Junzhi, Yang Xuanchen's former master.

He is now the magistrate of Qingshui County. Although he is very busy, he is in good spirits and his eyes are shining with gratitude.

"Master, you are finally back!" Wei Junzhi excitedly held Yang Xuanchen's hand, with tears in his eyes.

"Your deeds in Shangjing City have spread all over the county. You are the pride of the people of Qingshui County!"

Yang Xuanchen laughed and patted Wei Junzhi on the shoulder.

"Old Wei, oh no, Lord Wei, the Magistrate of Wei County! Are you praising me or insulting me? I haven't done anything great."

Wei Junzhi was amused and laughed out loud, and the people around him also laughed, and the atmosphere suddenly became relaxed and happy.

"Sir, look, this is our newly built square. Would you like to go up and say a few words?" a young townsman suggested.

"Okay, let me tell you a joke." Yang Xuanchen said as he climbed onto the platform in the square.

He cleared his throat and began to talk about some interesting things that happened in Shangjing City.

His words were full of wisdom and humor, causing the people in the audience to laugh out loud and nod in approval.

At this moment, a naughty little boy suddenly ran up to the stage and handed Yang Xuanchen something that looked like a paper airplane, "Master Yang, this is what I made, for you!"

Yang Xuanchen took the paper airplane and said to the little boy with a smile: "Thank you, little friend. I will treasure it well, just like I treasure the thoughts from each of you."

After saying that, he threw the paper plane high into the sky. The paper plane drew a graceful arc in the air and finally landed steadily at the other end of the square.

The little boy pouted and burst into tears, "Mom, Mr. Rabbit just told me to keep it well, but he threw it away. Wow~"

A young woman hurried over and tried to twist the naughty child away, but was stopped by Yang Xuanchen with a wry smile on his face.

"You stupid idiot, I'll pick it up in a minute."

As he spoke, Yang Xuanchen took out a ten-liang silver note and quickly folded it into an even better-looking paper airplane.

"Hey, this little brat gave you one. It's better looking than yours, right? Stop crying or I'll put you in jail!"

Perhaps it was because Yang Xuanchen didn't look ferocious when he got angry, which caused the little boy to make a face at him before following his mother off the stage.

Yang Xuanchen’s return is not just the return of one person, but also a gathering of memories and emotions of an era.

The people of Qingshui County expressed their infinite love and respect for him, the former county magistrate, with their most sincere smiles and the simplest actions.

"Master Rabbit, please look at me. I'm eighteen and I've been waiting for you to come back and marry you!" A girl as beautiful as a flower shouted.

On the other side, a beautiful young woman said coquettishly, "Master obviously likes young women like us, okay? Master, if you marry me, I will divorce that damned woman in my family immediately."

Liu Yan'er slowly walked to the front of the stage, staring at Yang Xuanchen with tearful eyes for a long time without being able to speak, "Master, Yan'er has been waiting for you to come back."

I was shocked. No wonder my right eyelid kept twitching. It turned out that this woman was waiting here.

Looking at Zhou Miaomiao's murderous eyes, Yang Xuanchen couldn't help but take a breath.

I shouldn't have gone to this damn square to say a few words.

When his cold gaze swept to another corner, Wei Junzhi shuddered all over.

Damn, it’s all over. I completely forgot about Liu Yaner.

I am wrong, and so are the technical teams of Yijiangnan and Jinri Langsha. It's over, it's too late.

Just as Wei Junzhi was praying in his heart that he could see the sun tomorrow, dozens of technicians in fancy clothes ran into the square.

"The flowers are the same year after year, but the skills are different every day. Yiyi Jiangnan will relax your lower body. All technicians welcome the master home."

"Today is Langsha! You are the wind and I am the sand, we are entangled to the end of the world, welcome to come and play often!"

Then a shocking roar caused the people surrounding the square to scatter like birds and beasts.

Zhou Miaomiao came up to the stage with Wu Feng in her arms, "Yang Xuanchen, I'm going to kill you today!"