I Became an Anonymous Boss

Therefore, even though Bai Taki ordered takeaway in the yamen, he drank and chatted while drinking, the yamen servants at the side didn't stop him, instead he sat down at the table and tasted a few taels of good wine that he couldn't usually afford.

More than [-]% of this group of yamen servants are people who have been in the rivers and lakes in the past. Later, they lost their minds and did not want to continue to run in the rivers and lakes. They simply found a public job and became a civil servant. I have envy and yearning for my freedom, and even more admiration.

Shirataki's outfit is elegant in white, with two knives, and his gestures are free and easy, without the sour temperament of a literati. He eats meat and drinks casually, but he also has a bit of attention when he moves his chopsticks. Being polite is also in line with many people's inner imagination of a knight-errant.

In addition, during the conversation, people from all over the world can talk about it, and they have a wide range of knowledge, from court decrees to farming, mulberry, and merchants.

With strength, people in the world respect him.

Knowledge is admirable to ordinary people.

The yamen servant had only been in contact with this young master for three or two hours, but he couldn't help but tilt his heart towards him.

This person dared to rely on his own power to stop the runaway and out-of-control Ritmega.

If it were him, how could he have three points of courage?

It is said that the son of a daughter can't sit still, and those who have this kind of bravery are after all a minority.

What's even more rare is that his attitude is neither arrogant nor impetuous, his personality is free and easy, his manners are appropriate, his eyes are clear, he is not conscious of being superior or inferior, and his attitude towards everyone can be called polite, and he has not provoked others because of his righteous actions. When he was in trouble, he blamed others, and even treated the unrelenting coachman with cold eyes, without saying anything.

"In short..." In the back hall of the yamen, the yamen servant was reporting the situation.

"Okay, okay, I heard you say a lot, and I want you to repay it. Why is your attitude so obvious? How much money did you charge? Or did you drink two jugs of good wine, driving your head to the ground? ?”

The source of the scolding was a middle-aged man with a goatee, he slapped the table, and reprimanded the yamen servant a few times.

"Ah, no, County Magistrate Song, I'm not, I haven't." The yamen servant rubbed the back of his head: "I'm just reporting the truth."

"Get out, get out, I get a headache when I smell the alcohol on you." County Magistrate Song waved his hand and scolded with a smile: "Are you afraid that the county will make a wrong judgment?"

The yamen servant cupped his hands, he held up the knife and walked outside the door.

After the yamen servant left, County Magistrate Song stood up and said, "Lord Li, this report..."

A person walked out from behind the screen, a middle-aged man, slightly older than County Magistrate Song, not aging, wearing a green shirt, and looked like a teacher in a private school, but his identity was not as simple as it seemed, A person who can show such respect to the local county magistrate at least proves that the official rank of the other party is higher than him, and it is much higher.

The man who walked out from behind the screen was called Li Pan, and his official position was the prefect of Jinling.

The prefect is the highest official position that governs a place, and the governor and magistrate are its other names, which are equivalent to the modern mayor.

Li Pan sat back on the chair and said, "This son is very kind."

County magistrate Song was stunned: "Lord Li, what the yamen servant said is too subjective."

"It's subjective, but it's also a fact." Li Pan said, "You see, he comes to report to you with a smell of alcohol, and his attitude is partial, but if he is a bit smart, he should know that he shouldn't be so partial when he speaks. Added disgust to the observers, but the yamen servant still said so, which proves that he really thinks what he said is right in his heart, and he is not lying, so he appears frank."

County Magistrate Song murmured: "It's true, what should I do next?"

Li Juan shook his head: "How to mediate and decide the case is your business. I am on vacation recently, and I have no interest in leisure matters. Besides, I have a document on my way back to Beijing. After a while, I will not be Jinling." Prefect, why do you care what I say?"

County Magistrate Song laughed dryly: "Master Li is too presumptuous to say that. No matter what you say, you are my teacher."

"It's just to teach you a few books." Li Juan smiled earnestly. He picked up the teacup and took a sip of tea, then put the teacup back to its original position. passing pleasure.

County magistrate Song sighed: "A thousand taels of gold BMW horse, it's hard to judge something of this value."

It's not easy to be an official, because the emperor's kindness is great above, and the people's livelihood and people's grievances are below.

It is a point to be responsible for the top, and it cannot be ignored for the bottom.

A good official receives the Ten Thousand People's Book and Ten Thousand People's Umbrella, and the merits and virtues are blessed, and even his own cultivation can be enriched, so it is the right way for a Confucian to become an official.

As for corrupt officials and evil officials, many monsters like to eat the hearts and minds of wicked people, and many knights are also willing to take risks.

It would be fine if he was caught by the eight government inspections and revealed his true colors. The worst thing is Wanmin's blood letter pleading for his life.

Once Wanmin's blood book is handed over to Yunlu Academy, or handed over to a certain powerful person, holding this blood book, the people's grievances will be condensed, and a knife of people's grievances will be directly tempered, let alone a small county magistrate, even if it is A prefect of a state, even a river god and a lake monster, can kill you with one blow.

Why did He Bo of the Yellow River die in the first place? Wasn't he slashed on the head by a knife of public grievances and died on the spot?

Killing is not even responsible.

The murderer is not me, but the people complain.

It's not that Daqin hasn't had any vassal kings with self-governing land, nor has it ever had a Xiangguo with power over the ruling and opposition parties, and then what?The grass on the grave is several feet high.

County magistrate Song has been the county magistrate for these years, working hard for the country and the people, and he doesn't bother to search for people's fat and anointing.

Every time you decide a case, you have to think twice, and you have to be careful after it is over, and go to see the situation every other day, and ask for a five-star praise by the way.

This is really beneficial. He has accumulated a lot of merit and virtue, and he is expected to rise to the next level in a few years. Compared with gold, silver and silk, his own cultivation is more real.

Right now, this case is not big, it is not small, a thousand taels of gold, how much is the annual tax in Jinling?I don’t know which prodigal boy bought the toy. You rich people go to the brothel, go to the red sleeves, go to the painting boat and spend the night in the painting boat. Can’t you contribute more to Jinling’s GDP?What horse to buy, now that the horses are dead, are you happy?

County magistrate Song was so depressed that he wanted to slap the table, and what was even more depressed was that there was a senior brother here watching his joke.

Li Pan didn't say anything, but County Magistrate Song could feel the gloating banter.

... You are clearly laughing in your heart, and you haven't stopped!

County Magistrate Song couldn't think of any suitable solution for a while. It is impossible to arrange a resurrection card for the dead and hand it over to the coachman so that he can bring the BMW back to life from the cemetery, right?

After all, a horse is a horse, and it is more precious than a man's gold. Instead of becoming a plaything of a scholar, it is better to stay under the crotch of a soldier and charge into battle. When he dies, he dies. It is not worth holding a mourning banquet for this, what a bad luck.

Magistrate Song got up and left the chair.

"Have you figured it out?" Li Ban asked.

County Magistrate Song said: "In the end, if the county sells favor, it means that the three parties will not please each other, and each will hit [-] boards. Otherwise, what else can we do?"

Li Pan also said: "The world is in a dilemma, so let's go."

County magistrate Song was surprised: "Master Li is about to be promoted, why bother with this matter?"

Li Pan shook his head and said, "It's just a bit of curiosity."

The two Confucians walked towards the front hall with their arms behind their backs. Just as they passed the corner, they heard the sound of arguing.

Yamen is supposed to be a quiet place, no loud noise is allowed, it should be as quiet as the S10 game scene.

However, the noisy sound was a bit harsh.

At the gate of the yamen, a carriage was parked, and a young man in a luxurious and complicated overcoat slowly stepped down from the carriage, his fat body vibrated with every step, even the baggy clothes could not cover his bloated figure.

The two horses pulling the carriage were also top-notch horses. When the person got off the carriage, the two horses subconsciously gasped and snorted.

"He's in the yamen?" The second-generation ancestor, who had a somewhat negative reputation in Jinling City, walked into the yamen with a bit of difficulty.

Feudal dynasties are always inseparable from all kinds of moths and prodigal sons. This second-generation ancestor who looks like a pig with a fat head and big ears is one of them. The Tai family, the Chen family and the Huangfu family, the Chen family has gradually declined, the Tantai family is now facing a catastrophe, and the Huangfu family is developing in a strange direction.

The women in the Huangfu family are very beautiful, but there are very few men. Those who show a handle will be treated as treasures, but after all, there are only a few women who become talents. Based on the middle ground, in order to seek power and development, the best way is to send women to the palace to choose concubines. There are two concubines in this generation of Huangfu's family. Naturally, they can be regarded as having some blood from the emperor's relatives, as if they are a bit noble.

The Huangfu Piao in front of him is the only male in the direct line of the Huangfu family of this generation, so it can be seen how he will be pampered.

County Magistrate Song has already frowned. This Huangfubiu is not very good, but he is not a role that ordinary people can handle... This matter is difficult to deal with.

When he was about to go forward, Li Pan raised his hand to stop him. Li Taishou looked at the crowd, his eyes gradually deepened.

Chapter 130

This is not the first time Shirataki has seen a fool.

But sometimes he also laments that there are such pure idiots in the world.

There is a saying that stupid people have stupid blessings, but idiots don't have them, and they don't deserve them.

But any normal person would not rush into the yamen, point his nose, and say something like 'Dare to kill my horse, so you can't eat it and walk around'.

Shirataki dug his ears, glanced at the chubby second-generation ancestor, and asked, "What do you think I killed you?"

"Want to pretend to be garlic?" Huangfu Biao was still gnawing on a chicken thigh with his left hand, and said disdainful words between his greasy lips: "Do you think you can afford it? Kill my horse, so many people have seen it!"

Bai Taki heard it clearly, and also smiled, laughing wildly and evilly: "Well, I killed your horse."

Huangfu Piao was used to being superior, and he didn't feel anything wrong when he heard this sentence, but he didn't know that he was being taken advantage of.

"Yes, you killed my horse!"

What a tough guy.

Bai Taki asked back: "If you kill, you will kill, so?"

Huangfu Piao took a few glances at Bai Taki: "Of course you have to pay for it, hmph, but looking at how many catties and taels of meat you have, I'm afraid you can't afford it."

"You're right." Shirataki responded with a calm attitude: "I can't afford it, I'm poor, unlike you, you must be very rich."

"Hahahaha!" Huangfu Piao looked up to the sky and laughed loudly, "That's right, I'm super rich!"

At this time, Huangfu Piao's attendant, the old man in blue whispered a few words.

The fat man just came back to his senses, and bit the drumstick viciously again: "But even if I have money, I won't give it to you country bumpkins. Maybe you can't afford it if you don't have money, but there must be something else. Also, the house deed and land deed can pay off the debt, besides, besides..."

He forgot the words halfway through.

The old man in blue coughed and added his lines: "Besides, you are also a ranger. You don't look like ordinary poor people in your clothes. You must be from a wealthy family. Even if you can't afford it, you can still cover a lot of losses."

"Sorry." Shirataki Tome: "My family is far away, so you probably can't find it."

What he said was the truth. Parents went to archaeology and stayed at home alone. I don't believe that you can demand for debt repayment and enforce the law across the world.

"Ah..." Huangfu Biao was also stunned for a moment, he lowered his voice and said to the old man: "What should I do, this seems to be a real poor ghost."

"Master, don't panic, he has nothing to fear, but people are also used to repay debts." The old man in blue is a shrewd man, he noticed not only Bai Taki, but also the grandparents and grandchildren behind: "Master, look at that Back……"

Huangfu Piao saw the two girls, Xiuyu and Hualing, and said, "Two little girls and a smelly old man, what kind of debt do you expect from them?"

The old man shook his head and said: "Master, look at those two girls, they are outstanding in appearance, they are the embryos of beauties at a young age, and there is a high probability that they will be stunning when they grow up."

Huangfu Piao lacked interest: "Beauty, that's it, it's much worse than my sister."

He was not interested in this kind of yellow-haired girl, besides, there were two concubines in the generation of Huangfu's family, and his ancestors were often selected by the emperor in the selection of concubines. It can be seen that she is outstanding in appearance, so his aesthetic view has also been raised a lot.

"This is already very rare, young master. It is definitely not a loss for two horses to exchange for two future beauties." The old man in blue said, "Let them come to Huangfu's house, sign a contract, sell themselves as domestic servants, how much more?" less losses."

Huangfu sighed: "I still feel sorry for my chariot. I have waited so long to tame two night lions, so I just gave it to the shark." He stared at Bai Taki, his eyes full of wild boar-like murderousness : "I still want this kid to pay a price, anyone can kill my horse?"

Shirataki smiled very restrained, not letting his smile turn into a dog's head or a funny face.

He could hear the two talking clearly.

He couldn't tell what level the blue-clothed old man was, but Huangfu Piao probably didn't even have the cultivation level of sound transmission, so he could only be a stallion in this life to carry on the family line.

...Grandma, this kind of rich clothes and fine food, the life of wives and concubines is also very enviable.

... Envy is envy, this forces me to pretend.