I am the county magistrate in Liaozhai

What's the matter with this female ghost? Could it be that she came to him to complain?

Cheng Jin kept his expression on his face, and only spoke to Yan Chixia: "Daoist Yan, this early in the morning, you are..."

Yan Chixia also felt something wrong after bringing people and ghosts to the yamen. Now, facing Master Cheng's inquiring eyes, she chose to confess: "Reporting to Your Excellency, Pindao has something to ask for your help."

So solemn?

"What's the matter?" Could it be that he was really avenging the ghost?It's not impossible, Daoist Yan is the backbone of Tangxi Yamen, so he must help.

After listening to the request, the magistrate Cheng... was stunned, he couldn't help but look at the female ghost who kept looking at him with warm eyes, and then at the handsome scholar next to him who didn't dare to look at him at all.

Is this still a test?He didn't even dare to meet his eyes, the embroidered pillow was obvious.

But having said that, is the female ghost's ideological quality already so high now?The scholar he is looking for must not only be good-looking, but also have outstanding literary talents. Cheng Jin glanced at the shy scholar surnamed Lu next to him, and silently lit a row of candles for him.

"It's simple, but it's a trivial matter." After Cheng Jin finished speaking, he asked again, "Is the Taoist priest hungry? Ah Cong cooked fresh river porridge this morning, do you want to eat first and then talk about it?"

Before Yan Chixia could answer, Mr. Song, who was traveling all night behind him, couldn't take it anymore, and raised his hand quietly. Anyway, it has nothing to do with him, so it's better to go to fill the Wu Zang Temple first: "My lord is here Come on, can the students also use some?"

Cheng Jin is not a devil county magistrate, of course he wouldn't say no: "Of course you can, it's not good for you to go to school hungry."

When Mr. Song and Lu Jingxue heard the words, they both gave their eyes of thanks. The former was really hungry, while the latter was on probation.

"I still have some official business to deal with, so I will excuse you first."

After Cheng Jin finished speaking, he slipped away very fast, he couldn't do without, no matter how intense the female ghost's eyes were, it would burn a hole in his clothes.

Wen Ji didn't expect that the adult the Taoist said was so young and promising. Not only was he handsome, but he became a county magistrate at this age. Looking at Lu Lang next to him, he always felt a lot bleak.

"Wen Ji? Wen Ji? Wen Ji!"

Only then did Wen Ji wake up, and looked at Lu Lang with a smile: "Lu Lang, I believe in you."

Lu Jingxue: ...Xiaosheng doesn't even believe in himself.

Mr. Song didn't think about it so much, he was already so hungry that he rushed to the river fresh porridge, like this kind of porridge made from small river prawns, he didn't touch it before, but today he ate it, it was so sweet and delicious.

"I didn't expect Tangxi to be so delicious and delicious!" Try the spring pancake again. Although it is vegetarian three silk, it is just right when paired with porridge. It is really unexpected that Tangxi, a small county, has such a good cook. If it weren't for the public yamen here, he would have poached him to the Song Mansion.

Mr. Song drank a small bowl of porridge, only to see his wife and brother bringing the female ghost over. He was still in awe of ghosts, so he moved to the side of Daoist Yan in fright, so he dared to say: "Jingxue, you sit down too. Let's eat some."

Wen Ji naturally persuaded her gently, and Lu Jingxue sat down nervously, not thinking about eating at all.

Ah Cong went out to do some shopping, and it was Pan Maomao who came out with the porridge. Seeing that Yan Chixia really brought the two scholars over, he pretended to ask, "Who are these two? Is the county school the scholar who came to visit your lord?"

Speaking of the county school, Mr. Li opened it last year, but there are not many people studying there, and the two elder brothers of Shang Sanguan are among them. When it's time for the boy to take the test, Cheng Jin has to give a test question.

Yan Chixia smiled and asked back: "You really don't know?"

Maomao: ...Why does it seem like everyone in the yamen is sure about Ben Meow? !

"Of course I don't know, but I don't want to know either." After speaking, he picked up the plate and left with his chest out.

Mr. Song: ...Is this Tangxi yamen recruiting people based on face?How could a little servant be so good-looking? ?But this attitude is too arrogant, right?

Of course this is a government office, so he didn't dare to ask too much. After all, although his family was rich, but no one was an official in the family, he didn't dare to offend any official, even if the county magistrate was too young.

But after eating, Mr. Song couldn't sit still, so he ran over to chat with Daoist Yan: "Master, when will your lord come over?"

"It should take some time before people come over, it won't be too soon."

Song Gongzi said: "So that's the case. In fact, Xiaosheng heard that Tangxi was full of bandits before, why doesn't it look like there are bandits now?" Especially this yamen is built more grandly than the rich county.

"The bandits have been wiped out by Mr. Cheng long ago, and now..." Yan Chixia is not very talkative, but even a few short sentences can make people's hearts surge.

Mr. Song couldn't help clapping his hands when he heard it: "It's really satisfying! Mr. Cheng is amazing!"

Daoist Yan is obviously a hidden Cheng Chui, and he said immediately after hearing the words: "My lord is naturally powerful."

Then, Mr. Song, a scumbag student, heard the "Arabian Nights" similar to going to Beijing to worship a famous teacher, and the [-]th Middle School, and he jumped up belatedly: "So, Cheng County Magistrate is actually younger than Xiaosheng? "Besides, she's still many years younger.

Look, at the age of 21, he is already the magistrate of a county. As for him, Mr. Song recalled his schooling experience when he failed even a child student, and silently shed tears of jealousy. upset.

Now, he was not worried about the real information of the magistrate of Cheng, but began to worry about how his wife and brother would deal with it later.

In fact, Lu Jingxue and Wen Ji are listening with pricked ears at the moment. After hearing that this lord has a background and entered the Imperial Academy, Lu Jingxue is already thinking about pretending to be sick and hiding.

Compared to Lu Jingxue's mournful concubine, Wen Ji's eyes were filled with amazement. Translating it, it probably means that there are such amazing, talented and beautiful people in this world.

The stunningly talented magistrate Cheng sneezed three times before continuing to persuade the two people who had an argument over the use of cattle.There is no way, being a county magistrate means taking care of everything.

After persuading and sending people away, it was almost noon.

Cheng Jin couldn't help stretching, and complained casually: "It's really hard to be a county magistrate, but fortunately it's not a lifetime."

"Another ghost in the yamen?"

County magistrate Cheng gave a thumbs up: "As expected of a master, the perception is keen."

Heishan glanced at him, and then said: "Your ability to provoke ghosts is comparable to a mortal born in July and a half."

"July and a half? Hungry Ghost Festival, is there really such a saying?"

Montenegro obviously didn't want to answer, and had already bowed his head to deal with the pile of official duties.As for the county magistrate Cheng who couldn't get the answer, he decided to take the exam to teach young students to relax.

In the past, in the capital, he had always been at the bottom of the learning chain, his teacher was a great Confucianist, of course the people who came and went to the mansion were all talented and learned, his senior brother was Liuyuan Jidi, and his friends were not unknown people. Later he entered the Imperial Academy, ten At least half of the people are from the first class, and others have always tested him, and he has never tested others.

To be honest, it's quite fresh, and the more County Magistrate Cheng thinks about it, the happier he becomes.

It just so happened that the rain had stopped at this moment, and when the two scholars returned to Fucheng after the exams, they would be able to catch up with Luoyue at the gate of the city.

When Cheng Jin reappeared in the side hall, he noticed that the eyes of the two scholars looked at him with a little more respect, and the eyes of the female ghost... became more intense.

What's going on, what happened in less than half a day? !

"I'm sorry, I was delayed on business just now." Cheng Jin's attitude was approachable, but the two scholars didn't dare to accept the apology.

"What books have Mr. Lu read?" County magistrate Cheng asked with a smile, and of course he meant to make a list of the scope of the examination.

Lu Jingxue: ...a proposition.

However, facing Wen Ji's earnest eyes, he could only bite the bullet and say: "After reading the Analects of Confucius, I have a little understanding of university and the doctrine of the mean."

Young Master Song: ...My brother-in-law is so courageous.

Generally speaking, after reading the Analects of Confucius, you can almost become a child student, and if you read the four books, you will not be difficult to obtain the fame of a scholar. Cheng Jin was preparing for the test questions of the child student exam, and asked a question about the interpretation of the Analects of Confucius.

"In the Analects of Confucius, Zeng Zi said, 'Be cautious in the end and pursue the future, and the people's morals will be thick'. What is the explanation for this statement?"

At this moment, Lu Jingxue fell into silence.

He glanced at Wen Ji quietly, and after meeting her encouraging eyes, he hurriedly turned his eyes to look at his brother-in-law, hoping that his brother-in-law could give him an answer.

Song Gongzi silently looked away, why bother to make trouble for a scumbag, he can't even understand it.

Lu Jingxue could only speak dryly: "Student... The student has never learned this sentence."

The county magistrate Cheng couldn't bear to ask this unlucky child, but Daoist Yan rarely asked, and he was too embarrassed to pick someone up halfway, so he asked a simpler question: "The master said: "If you don't worry about others, you don't know yourself, and you don't know what others worry about." Also, what do you mean by that?"

At this moment, Lu Jingxue fell silent again.

No matter how stupid Wen Ji was, she felt that something was wrong. She floated to Lu Lang's side and reminded her a few words urgently, but Lu Jingxue's answer disappointed her.

"The sage... the meaning of the sage's words is not to be afraid of others... afraid that others will not know you, and afraid that others will not be human..."

Cheng Jin: ...I understand it quite fluently, it's a talent.

Although Wen Ji was born in Hualou, she was taught to be proficient in poetry. This Analects of Confucius is really not difficult to understand, but she didn't expect to be misinterpreted by Lu Lang in this way. She was so shocked that she took three steps back, and the smile on her face couldn't hold back no matter what .

Seeing it, Lu Jingxue panicked and said, "No, no, no, right?"

Mr. Song has already silently covered his face. This embarrassment is really embarrassing, but if he can get rid of this female ghost, it will be worth it.

"It's not wrong. It can only be said that Mr. Lu, you understand too uniquely. I still have some things to do, so I left first." It's too embarrassing. If he stays longer, he can dig out another set of Tangxi county government office. Come.

As soon as Cheng Jin left, Wen Ji immediately said to Lu Jingxue: "Let's break up, after all, you are not the beloved of my family."

When Lu Jingxue heard this, she immediately said in horror: "No! I won't break up. We were all fine before, weren't we?"

"But you didn't say that you are illiterate. You don't even understand such a simple Analects. We don't have a common language." Wen Ji was unwilling to let it go, and said with a straight face.

Young Master Song: ...So, what does this sentence mean? Is it really that simple?Even the female ghost knows, I have read some books anyway, why don't I understand at all?