Rise From the Humble

  Chapter 1083 New magistrate

  In mid-August, the south of the Yangtze River is hot, especially in the afternoon, when the sun is scorching hot, the ground generates heat waves, and the sky and the earth are like a steamer.

  In the steamer of heaven and earth, villages are dotted all over, forming a semicircle to guard a small county town, barely counted as a city.

  The circumference of the small county is about six kilometers, and the city wall is not high. It looks about five meters, which is not much higher than the courtyard walls of the rich and powerful families in the city. The wall is made of earth and covered with white ash. Because it is rainy in the south of the Yangtze River and the small county is close to the coast, there is more rain and the weather is humid. Many parts of the wall have been soaked and damaged by rain, making them dilapidated and dilapidated.

There are four gates in the small county town. The east gate is called Yingxi Gate, the south gate is called Guanlan Gate, the west gate is called Daifen Gate, and the north gate is called Wangyue Gate. There is an urn city outside each gate, but the urn city is even more dilapidated than the city wall. .

  People who are running around for their livelihoods and lives go in and out of the city gate, and walk out of the gate of the urn. When exposed to the sun, they all feel as if they are being roasted by fire. Even though I was wearing a bamboo hat and a wet towel around my neck, I couldn't help sweating profusely. I couldn't help but open my chest, and grabbed the clothes with my hands to fan the wind up and down, and I was sweating profusely.

  The dilapidated and dilapidated city gate only makes people reluctant to part with it at this time.

   "Oh my God, no, no, it's too hot, let's take a break and wait until the sun is a little bit lower before going down to the ground."

"Let's go, go to the base of the wall to rest for a while. The field is not in a hurry. This time, the heat can turn people into dried meat. At this time, the heat in the field will definitely cause problems. If we burn out, who cares about the mothers and children at home?" what."

   "Hahaha, Liu Laosan, my house lives next door to yours. If you get too hot, your wife, I will take care of you."

"Get out, put your mother's fart, even if you Zhang Lao Wu is too hot, I'm fine. Your mother-in-law, let me help you see, you will live it for ten months, and you will have another big fat boy, hahaha .”

Outside the Wangyue Gate of the north gate, a group of five or six men with open chests and hoes on their shoulders couldn't stand the scorching sun, so they laughed and came to the base of the city wall, found a shady place, and put the hoes in their hands. On one side, he sat on the ground with his buttocks, while pulling his clothes and fanning the wind, laughing and cursing.

   Farmers are like this, they come and go with vulgar and dirty words, adding a lot of fun to the tiring days.

"Hey, look, isn't that our county magistrate in the pavilion in front of us?! Last time, the lame Liu at the east end of Zhangwang Village next to our village, didn't his sister marry him as the third concubine? His sister On the day I was picked up, I happened to be repairing a **** at the blacksmith shop in Zhangwang Village. I saw him, and the villager in Zhangwang Village was nodding and bowing in front of him like a grandson. And the one next to him, that must be from our county Mr. Bo, and the one next to him, isn't that the famous squire Mr. Zhang in the county, and that one, that one is the county's headhunter, and that one, that one, be good. What day is it today? Why do all the respectable people in our Jingnan County go outside the city to bask in the sun? On weekdays, we don’t see these elders once a year. Why are we all getting together today? Isn’t it too hot?! "

When a man sat down to rest his feet, he suddenly saw a lot of people gathered under the pavilion in the distance. With sharp eyes, he immediately recognized the county magistrate among them. He couldn't help but screamed in surprise, and then recognized several people. All of them are big figures in Jingnan County, so they couldn't help but become curious.

"Hey, it's true. I know the one fanning by the pavilion. That's the king in our town. What's going on? These people are either officials or rich. Anyway, they are all famous, so why don't they run away? Are you here? What are you going to do here?" The man next to him started to bluff when he reminded him, and he recognized Wang Yuanwai in the crowd, he was the most respectable person in the village.

   "What's wrong?"

   "These bastards, what kind of bad water are they taking?"

  The rest of the resting men also noticed it. They were all very curious and started guessing in surprise.

   "You don't know this, do you? Hehe."

  Beside the peasants, there was an old man in long clothes, who was also sitting under the wall to enjoy the shade. Hearing what the men said, he stroked his beard and laughed.

"You are Mr. Yao. I know you. You are a sensible person in Dayao Village. You are responsible for all the weddings and funerals in the village. My daughter-in-law is from Dayao Village. You are very knowledgeable, and you always give me advice. Let’s talk about it, what’s going on here? We Jingnan County has a head and a face, why did they come here?” Some of the peasants recognized the old man in long clothes and knew that he was a sensible person from Dayao Village. After several years of study, although he didn't pass the exam, he knows more than the peasants. It is recognized by the village that he is well-informed, and the village will ask him for advice on everything.

"So it's Mr. Yao, we've heard it before, tell us what you're talking about, save us from guessing. If we don't know why it's such a big deal, we'll be bored when we go back. Can't sleep anymore."

  The other peasants also followed suit, and asked Mr. Yao to tell them.

   "Hehe, okay, okay, then the old man will tell you, so that you won't be laughed at."

  Old Yao stroked his beard and smiled. He liked the feeling of being surrounded by people, seeking knowledge, and being the center of attention.

   "Thank you, Mr. Yao."

  The peasants gathered around, each with curious little eyes.

"I also got this news from my old friend Zhang Jiaoyu, so I just sat here and waited to open my eyes." Yao Lao glanced at the peasants, satisfied with their curious eyes, and stroked his beard and began to say, "Today My son, it is the day when the new magistrate of our Jingnan County takes office. Therefore, the officials, bureaucrats, instructions, instructions, scriptures, official codes, students of our Jingnan county government, as well as local officials and wealthy merchants Dajia, country gentry, seniors, etc. all have to go out of the city to the Jieguan Pavilion to pick up Xinzhi County and enter the city."

   "Huh? When will the new county magistrate take office?" All the peasants opened their mouths.

   "Of course." Yao Lao nodded.

   "Here comes another death, what can't be overwhelmed." A farmer smacked his lips and said a word, a little gloating.

   "Nonsense." Yao Lao turned his head and glared at him.

"Old Yao, I'm not talking nonsense. In the past five years, seven county magistrates have died in our county." The farmer scratched his head and muttered, "It's only been eight months this year, and two county magistrates have already died. gone."

   "What do you know!" Elder Yao glared at him again, "What is magistrate, magistrate is the parent officer, what does parent officer mean, parent officer is the parents of our common people, can you curse parents behind your back?!"

"I also know that the county magistrate is the official of our parents, but isn't it true that some magistrates are not a thing, and they don't look like parents. As for the first magistrate who died, he was a judge, he was a judge of money, who? If you give him more money, he will judge whoever it is. Why did Liu Laoshi fight him so hard? It wasn't because he judged the case randomly. We all saw it with our own eyes. Landlord Liu robbed Liu Laoshi's wife and beat Liu Laoshi. He was half dead, but just because Landlord Liu stuffed money into that dog county magistrate, the county magistrate opened his eyes and judged wildly, saying that it was Liu Laoshi's daughter-in-law who seduced Landlord Liu, Lao Shi blackmailed Landlord Liu, and Landlord Liu beat him in self-defense. Bah Liu has been honest all his life, and the county magistrate was forced to kill the dog." The farmer was a little bit dissatisfied.

"Yeah, there is also the county magistrate who was killed by Miao Man when he suppressed the rebellion. He usually knew how to make money to play with women. How could he be killed to suppress the rebellion? He was obviously drinking and playing with women, and he died immediately. People say that he died in the suppression of the rebellion. He also bullies outsiders who don’t know, and who in Jingnan doesn’t know.” The farmer next to him also said, “Also, forget it, let’s not talk about other things. It’s hard to come here. Those who are greedy are not so bad, and they die faster in the end, and they can’t find out how they died.”

   "Catch rumors, if there is no evidence, don't talk nonsense, be careful that misfortune comes from your mouth." Yao Lao glared at them again.

"We know, didn't we tell you all the time, we were just unlucky, and we didn't get a good county magistrate. The county next door to us is Chun'an County, and the county magistrate of Hai Rui Hai is so good. Qingtian is still alive, if you mention Haizhi County, that one won’t give you a thumbs up.” Farmers are somewhat envious of the people in Chun’an County, and envy them for having a good county magistrate.

  Hearing the farmer mentioned Haizhi County, Yao Lao couldn't help being a little distracted, and said with some lack of confidence, "Maybe our county magistrate is a good magistrate."

   "Good magistrate, huh" the farmer smiled, shook his head, and gave no hope to Yao Lao.

   "Look, the new magistrate is here, hey, so young"

  Suddenly, there was a commotion in the crowd at this time, and they got up one after another, pointing forward.

  In the distance, a carriage, escorted by six riders, stopped in front of the reception pavilion. A young man opened the door curtain of the carriage, and appeared in front of the crowd dressed in the magistrate's uniform. He was full of travel and dust, with a simple and honest smile on his face.

  (end of this chapter)