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"You cowardly boy, why are you so stupid..." Aunt Zhao twisted her son's ears in circles, Zhao Xiaoshan wailed in pain.

Song Xinglin and his wife looked dumbfounded, God, their husband and wife came to ask each other for something, and they didn't come to make their aunt angry and teach Xiaoshan brother a lesson, so Yu Su and Song Xinglin stopped in a hurry.

"Auntie, auntie, please don't be like this, brother Xiaoshan is very good, don't be annoyed... And auntie, it's me and my little brother who want to trouble my Uncle Zhao with something, please let go, I don't know if Uncle Zhao is okay Are you back home?"

The matter was urgent and there was no delay. It was their husband and wife's fault that they came to the door at this point, and they didn't want to drag Xiao Shan's younger brother into scolding and punishment.

Aunt Zhao, who was only focused on teaching her son a lesson, heard that Yu Su and his wife asked about their husband, and looked at their faces with serious and anxious expressions. Aunt Zhao subconsciously let go of her son and looked at Yu Su and Song Xinglin to ask .

"Looking for you Uncle Zhao? Hey, baby, what a coincidence, didn't the yamen post a notice to collect corvees a few days ago. As a head catcher, your uncle took people to the countryside to conscript husbands early on. If you haven’t returned home, if you want to find him, you have to wait until the corvee collection is over and they have sent all the laborers to the construction site before returning home.”

The husband and wife looked at each other, "This..."

I have to say, this is bad news, bad news!
Aunt Zhao didn't know what was going on, she had just finished speaking, and when she saw the faces of the two children in front of her getting darker, Aunt Zhao's heart sank, and she thought that there must be some serious matter, right?Aunt Zhao couldn't help poking her head, looking at the young couple with careful concern.

"What? Baby, what's your urgent matter?"

The husband and wife nodded heavily, "There are some things, but my uncle is not here..." Even if they wanted to ask, they couldn't find anyone.

Seeing both Song Xinglin and Yu Su looked embarrassed, Aunt Zhao subconsciously gave them advice.

"Boy, do you have to find your Uncle Zhao? Can't Auntie come forward? If so, just say, Auntie will take care of it..."

The husband and wife hurriedly shook their heads, "No, no, thank you, aunt, I have to ask Uncle Zhao for this matter, and it's related to this corvee."

Hearing what Song Xinglin said, Aunt Zhao also knew the seriousness of the matter, and she couldn't help being anxious, patting her thigh repeatedly.

"Oh, this is a big deal! Why, Erlin, people in your family won't be so hard-pressed to let you, a half-child who is still studying, go to serve this kind of hard labor, right?"

"It's not that the family let my third uncle go. It's just that you know my aunt. My second sister is honest and well-behaved. She has a temper very much like her father. For my second sister, if I want to reassure her, I have to give it to her." My third uncle thinks of a way, it’s really not possible, I’m willing to give my third uncle money, and use silver as a service, but..."

There were many things that Song Xinglin couldn't say clearly, but Aunt Zhao understood them.

Thinking of the little girl who came from the countryside to help the young couple, Aunt Zhao also loved that diligent child.

"Hey, oh, this is a big deal, but your uncle Zhao is not at home, so I want to take you to the gate of the yamen to see if you can meet your uncle's colleagues who have already returned to the yamen?".

Aunt Zhao was full of worries, anxious about what others needed, and subconsciously came up with ideas, but Song Xinglin was unwilling to cause trouble for others.

Knowing that Uncle Zhao was not there and the Zhao family's relationship was not going to work, Song Xinglin bowed his hands to the enthusiastic Aunt Zhao, bid farewell to the kind Aunt Zhao who had repeatedly kept him, Song Xinglin took Yu Su's hand and walked back with a heavy heart.

When approaching the door, Yu Su stopped and looked at Song Xinglin with his head tilted.

"Little brother, do we just give up like this? Don't we want to help the second sister and the third uncle?"

Song Xinglin shook his head, "That's not the case, no matter what, since I promised Third Uncle, I have to find a way no matter what."

"Then shall we go back now?"

Song Xinglin nodded, "Well, let's go back first, some things can't be rushed.", things can't be done if you're hungry, and...

Thinking of the plan in his heart, Song Xinglin said when he pulled Yu Su through the door to enter the hospital, "Let's go to Yuyu, let's go to eat at home first, after dinner, you and the second sister and third uncle are at home, and I will go to the county government office." Take a look."

"To the county government office?" Yu Su was puzzled, and suddenly thought of something, her eyes lit up, "You mean..."

"Yes! That's exactly what you think."

Song Xinglin smiled, thinking that she really belongs to her family, she can understand every movement and look in her eyes, she really has a tacit understanding with her!

As soon as the husband and wife came back, they were surrounded by Song Sande, father and son. Facing the three pairs of expectant eyes, Yu Su and Song Xinglin shook their heads together, watching them look disappointed, lonely, sad, and even Feeling discouraged at first, Song Xinglin tried to comfort him.

"Third Uncle, Uncle Zhao has gone to the countryside to collect corvee. He is not in the county at the moment, but don't be discouraged. Let's eat first, and when we finish eating, you are all waiting at home. I will go to the county government overnight. , see if I can ask to see Mr. Wang."

Yu Su also nodded cooperatively, and greeted everyone by pointing at Song Xiahe's re-cooked meals when they left to go to the next door.

"Yes, yes, eat first. People are iron, and rice is steel. If you don't eat a meal, you will be hungry. Let's eat first. After eating, I will go with my little brother."

Song Xinglin thought that he shouldn't take her with him, and under the threatening eyes of the little girl, he rubbed his nose and shut up, thinking in his heart, sneaking out later, it is absolutely impossible to take her with him. The county government asked to see the parents and officials, but he didn't know if he could see them.

With such thoughts in mind, Song Xinglin buried his head and went straight to cook the rice. Goro and Song Sande, father and son, were overjoyed when they heard Song Xinglin's words. When her second brother said that she would go to see the county magistrate who was unthinkable for ordinary people for her daddy, her eyes were full of worry, and she couldn't even eat well.

Lord, the county magistrate who exists like the sky in Tongyang, will he meet his second brother?Can things work out?
Can it be done?

That night……

Tongyang County is a mountain city in a small area. With the gates closed, it is very safe inside. There is no curfew at night. In the bustling Dongxi City, the brothels and tile markets can be open until the middle of the night.

Song Xinglin took advantage of the time when Yu Su and Song Xiahe were collecting the bowls and chopsticks, put his arms around his stomach and used the excuse of going to the latrine, carrying two silver ingots in his pocket, he didn't even leave the gate, he went straight over the wall and went straight to the county where the county magistrate lived In the mansion behind the yamen, they knocked on the side door of the magistrate Wang's house.

The gatekeepers at the front door of Wang's house were a pair of father and son servants. The father and son who lived in the gatehouse hadn't fallen asleep at this point. Hearing the movement, when the son asked the old father to rest and stay still, he hurried over to open the door.

Opening the door and seeing someone coming, the boy squinted his eyes, somehow feeling that the person in front of him looked familiar.

The boy could not help but raise the oil lamp in his hand to illuminate it, "Who are you?"

Song Xinglin clasped his hands and hurriedly revealed his identity, "I'm Song Xinglin, who lives in Manshan, Baisha Town..."

Before Song Xinglin could finish his sentence, the boy realized that he had seen it with his own eyes, impressed him deeply, and even swam across the street.I naturally know where the little hero came from, and I remember it very well.

The boy was full of smiles, and before Song Xinglin finished his self-introduction, he greeted people eagerly when he was busy.

"Oh oh oh, it turned out that the little hero who beat the tiger came to the door, I'm sorry, I'm sorry, little hero Song, you came to the door at night, but what do you want to see my lord?"

For the boy who was unusually polite, Song Xinglin, who came to ask for it, naturally followed suit, and hurriedly nodded his head in response: "Exactly, I have something to ask to see the lord, I wonder if the lord is free?"

"Are you free?", of course you are free!If you don't have time, you have to go in and pass it on. This is your responsibility.

The boy thought of this person in front of him, who was once very favored by his adults and even entertained guests at home, but he was not a scheming person who came to the door whenever he had something to do, and asked to see their master's house for nothing. , he naturally couldn't dismiss it casually, but replied seriously.

"Returning to Mr. Song, my lord is at home when I am at home, but recently I am busy with government affairs, and my lord is always busy until midnight... But I think if Mr. Song asks to see you, if my lord is free, he will definitely meet. In this way, Sir, please go to the living room in the front yard with the younger one to sit down for a while, and the younger one can go and pass on the information, okay?"

Song Xinglin didn't respond to anything, knowing that the king of Hades loves little ghosts, he bowed his hands and thanked him repeatedly, "That would be the best, thank you little brother."

"You're welcome, you're welcome..."

The boy smiled and waved his hands again and again, and when Song Xinglin was welcomed in, he turned his head and closed the door, and greeted the old man in the gatehouse with his head. Holding an oiled paper lantern, he led Song Xinglin to the front yard.

When we arrived at the living room at the front, the servant greeted the servant girl who came here to wait on him, told the other party about the matter, and entrusted Song Xinglin to the other party, the porter smiled politely at Song Xinglin, and left Holding the lantern by himself, he turned and left to see his gate.

Fortunately, Song Xinglin, the servant girl who received him, actually knew him, and had acquainted with him the last time he came.

The servant girl on duty here invited Song Xinglin to sit down in the flower hall. Cooking tea and pouring water was such a bustling job. Song Xinglin repeatedly refused and looked around. My lord said so, Song Xinglin had no choice but to calm down and sit patiently in the flower hall waiting for others.

At this time, the study in the backyard of the Wang family mansion, after the county magistrate Wang came back from the yamen, he had never seen his wife. Because of the collection of corvees by the yamen, he plunged into the study as soon as he came home from the yamen. He didn't even use the supper, Mr. Wang kept his head buried in the ledger, counting and counting the deposits in the ledger, the more he counted, the more frightened he became, and the more he counted, the more chilling he became.

He is a new county magistrate, the one who took over is a mess, Tongyang is poor!Not to mention the poor ones, the guys in front of them all only know how to fatten themselves, and don't care about the life and death of the people...

The river course has not been cleared for many years, the embankment has not been repaired, and the canals have not been properly built. The farmland on both sides of the embankment has died of flooding near the river, and those near the mountain have died of drought. The Ming Dynasty issued a decree, requiring all parts of the country to repair river embankments, build dams and build canals, saying that it is to prevent floods and droughts.

Your majesty is holy, benevolent and benevolent. The intention of the court is good, and I also support it with both hands and feet, but the money of the yamen is not enough!

Even these days, he racked his brains and came up with a lot of clever tricks, posting banquets to rich families every day, asking them to donate some money and food, setting up monuments and writing biographies for them, and begging them to accumulate some merit;
Even though he issued an announcement early to know the whole county, he also lowered the redemption money and allowed the people below to serve with silver;
But the real money collected is still a drop in the bucket... It can be seen how impoverished and impoverished the entire Tongyang County is.

Faced with such a situation, it is really embarrassing for a scholar...

When County Magistrate Wang was frowning, the servant came in and reported that Song Xinglin had come to see him.

County magistrate Wang was obviously surprised, and couldn't help raising his eyebrows, "Oh? Are you talking about the little boy who beat the tiger?"

The servant nodded respectfully, "Yes, sir."

County magistrate Wang thought of the upright young man, thinking of the boy's behavior of running away with his little daughter-in-law as a gift last time, and thinking of their simple but heartfelt return gift, magistrate Wang smiled.

It was rare for him to let go of the misery of the past few days, and gently raised his hand towards the boy, "Since it is our young hero who is asking to see him, then I will meet you in this county. You go and bring someone over."

It's rare for a young man to come to see him on his own initiative, and at such a time, he is also curious about why the other party came to see him, so he will see him when he sees him.

When the boy was ordered to retreat, County Magistrate Wang straightened his sore waist, hammered his numb legs, stood up with his hands on the desk, raised his hands to rub his swollen neck, straightened his clothes, and was about to say The best condition is to meet people, and the boy over there will lead people in.

County magistrate Wang hastily withdrew his hands, shook his hands tactically, and shook his long sleeves behind his wrists, and before Song Xinglin stepped in from outside the door, Fu sat back on the backrest behind the desk again. chair.

As soon as Song Xinglin was led into the study, what he saw was Mr. Wang looking at him with a smile on his face behind the desk in the hall.

"Boy Song Xinglin, I have met my lord, and my lord is well."

"An'an, everything in this county is fine, boy, so are you."

Mr. Wang smiled and nodded in greeting, Song Xinglin naturally bowed his hands to Daoan.

"Okay, okay, it's good, it's good, it's good, fast, boy, sit down, sit down, come on, let's watch the tea..."

County magistrate Wang had a rare moment of relaxation. Looking at Song Xinglin was like looking at his nephew. After all, the Wang family only produced scholars. He still admired and loved him, a brave and honest guy like Song Xinglin.

When the servant girl served boiling hot tea to the two, County Magistrate Wang looked at Song Xinglin who was sitting next to him. He held the tea bowl with one hand, held the lid of the cup with the other, stroked the tea gently, and teased Song Xinglin with a smile.

"You young man, you brought your little wife to the door of the county's house before leaving things behind, and you didn't drink a bowl of tea, and you never sat down for a while, but you ran fast. Why, why are you free to come to the house today?" , or at such a time?