high official

Chapter 85 The Tsundere Magistrate

I went back to Fuyang to rest for two days, and in a blink of an eye, it was the eighteenth day of the first lunar month. This day is also called "receiving the soul". As the name suggests, everyone collects their hearts. It's time to work.

This morning, the county magistrate of Wei wore court clothes, and together with the officials of Hexian County, big and small, worshiped the land and the gods of the Yamen, praying for a good weather in the new year, a good government and a harmonious people... Not to mention that it is really good, just after the incense is finished, the sky is overcast. , It seems to see raindrops on the ground.

"I'll depend on it, I'm not worshiping the Dragon King..." Wei Zhixian came out of the Earth Temple with a dark face.It is said that every county magistrate will not look good when he comes out of the land temple, because the land temple of the county government in the Ming Dynasty is also called the Pichang temple. After the corrupt officials were removed, the anti-corruption props were made of skins and grass.

Back in the hall, the officials lined up the office. The old man said a few words, "At the beginning of the new year, Vientiane will be renewed, work hard, and don't slack off." Then he asked Jiang County Cheng, "What else is there?"

"What can happen at the beginning of the new year?" Jiang Xiancheng shook his head and said, "But there is really something..." As he spoke, he glanced at Wang Xian, who was standing in the official class, and said, "Three days ago, at the West Lake Shangyuan Poetry Meeting, Xueshi Hu commented My Zhejiang student's poems and essays, the No. 1 judged is my Fuyang County."

"Oh?" Wei Zhixian said indifferently: "I don't know which scholar it is?"

"This person is not a scholar." Jiang Xiancheng shook his head and said.

"Is that a priest?"

"It's not a scholar either." Jiang Xiancheng gave up on the matter, pointed at Wang Xian and said, "It's Wang Sihu under the command of the Lord."

"Him?" Wei Zhixian glanced at Wang Xian, and said expressionlessly, "Brother, you must have misheard, right?"

"No, this is evidenced by Wang Sihu's poems." Jiang Xiancheng took out a piece of paper from his sleeve, and read out the "Yuanxiao Poem".

"Good poems, good poems!" Han Jiaoyu, the county school, praised him after listening to his palm, but he saw that everyone else was expressionless... The clerks were the background when they arranged the yamen, and there was no place for them to talk. Officials of the same class are all promoted from the official staff, and they don't have the ability to appreciate.But Wei Zhixian and Diao Zhushu should react, right?But the two of them showed no expressions at all... Han Jiaoyu was a little worried and said, "Isn't it good?"

"Okay," Jiang Xiancheng said, "Isn't it good that I can be ranked number one by Xueshi Hu?"

"Then why..." Han Jiaoyu asked at a loss as to what to read.

"Not doing business properly!" Wei Zhixian snorted coldly.

"Is writing poetry what a scribe should do?" Seeing that the magistrate also hated Wang Xian, Master Diao was overjoyed, and hurriedly said, "I heard that he didn't know anything before, but suddenly he came up with such a poem. , I’m afraid he’s looking for the shooter?!”

"How is this possible?" Han Jiaoyu is a true nerd, otherwise he wouldn't have been an instructor for more than 20 years. "Such stunning beauty can be counted even in the Ming Dynasty. How could he be willing to be a shooter?"

"There are so many impossible things in this world!" Mr. Diao gave him an annoyed look, stood up and cupped his hands and said, "Wang Xian even kicked and injured my daughter, please do justice!"

As soon as this remark came out, there was an uproar in the hall, wondering why Miss Diao got involved with Wang Xian?

"There's such a thing?" Wei Zhixian looked at Wang Xian and said, "You're a genius, why don't you recruit from the truth?"

"Report to the lord." Wang Xian hurried out of the shift and said, "The situation that night was very chaotic, let me talk about it slowly." He continued to talk and gestured: "At that time, there were ten people at a table, and nine men. Yes, the woman is Miss Diao..."

"Ahem..." Wei Zhixian interrupted him hastily, "Nonsense, you nine men drink wine, what does Miss Diao mix with a woman?"

"She's a recorder..." Wang Xian quickly replied.

'Puff...' 'Puchi...' There was a burst of uncontrollable laughter in the lobby, and all the officials were about to burst into laughter, and they had to keep their faces straight.Recording things, originally an official name, such as recording things to join the army.Later, the person who supervised the wine at the banquet was known as the recorder.Later, because that kind of woman often oversees wine at banquets, it became an elegant name for that kind of woman.

In a word, recorder is another name for that kind of woman...

"It's nonsense!" Master Diao said, his face turning purple with anger, "How dare you tarnish my daughter's name, my lord, how should I deal with this little official who insults the superior?"

"Uh..." Wei Zhixian glared at Wang Xiandao angrily. "How dare you slander indiscriminately?"

"Master Mingjian, if one of my subordinates speaks half a lie, I would like to be struck by lightning." Wang Xian pointed to the sky and swore: "All the scholars who ate wine that day were in this county, so please invite me to ask you!"

Just after worshiping the gods, the officials in the hall believed that he would not curse himself, not to mention that there were so many people present, it would be impossible to lie.So the way he looked at Master Diao changed...

"Diao Deyi's daughter seems to have always had a bad reputation..."

"It is said that after getting married, they got very close to those students..."

"Oh, this kind of daughter, just strangle her..."

"Little girls are so coquettish, I don't know if we have a chance..."

Master Diao stood there in a daze, listening to Wang Xian, it was obvious that his daughter was not telling the truth... His daughter said that men and women sit at separate tables!
Wei Zhixian didn't dare to ask any more questions. Is it a place where you can speak freely above the lobby?In case there are any more plots, should Master Diao still be a human being?Thinking of this, he straightened his face and said: "This matter involves boudoir, so be careful!"

"Yes..." Wang Xian immediately shut up, but in fact there was nothing else going on.

"Brother Diao, you are the third government office in this county, so you should be more compliant." Wei Zhixian looked at the embarrassing Master Diao again, and said, "If you want to sue this idiot, you should first write a certificate of identification and wait for the release. When the time comes, the official will judge it impartially!"

"Yes." Master Diao didn't dare to pester him anymore.He found that Wei Zhixian didn't take the opportunity to attack Wang Xian, probably because he made a mistake in his judgment...

"You idiot, you were originally going to be promoted to the Sihu, so let's put it aside for now." Wei Zhixian said to Wang Xian again: "We'll talk about it after the case is cleared up!"

"Yes..." Wang Xian said helplessly.It's not that the cooked ducks flew away, but because Weizhi County has a "dog talent" every bite. I don't know where there is such a big resentment?

After the yamen was dismissed, Wang Xian didn't bother to go back to the house to give a lecture, so he went straight to the back yamen to ask for an interview... In the past, he didn't need to notify, and went directly to the room for signing, but today the concierge didn't let him go.

"Old Niu, you are a sac." Wang Xian glared at him, and cursed in a low voice: "I only gave you 200 taels a few years ago..."

The concierge was called Niu Wenyuan. Hearing this, he smiled wryly and said, "How dare a villain stop Sihu? It's the old master who said that you won't be allowed in."

"Go in and tell me," Wang Xian said, "Maybe you heard wrong."

"Don't dare anymore." Liu Wenyuan said with lingering fear: "My lord has strict rules now, and those who dare not listen to greetings and make their own decisions will be punished..."

"Then I'll come back later." Wang Xian had no choice but to go back to the household first, and after lunch, he went out to a small courtyard not far from the Yamen to look for Sima Qiu.Sima Qiu recently raised a child outside. From pimping to renting a house, Wang Xian took care of everything...

Knocking on the door, a plump young woman in her early thirties came out to welcome her.As soon as he saw Wang Xian, he covered his mouth and smiled and said, "The matchmaker is here, please come inside." She is Sima Qiu's new concubine, Ruhua. After sweeping the floor out of the house, she has been making a living as a cook.

Sima Qiuyi took a fancy to her good cooking skills, but the more important reason was that she had a plump figure...

Ruhua welcomed Wang Xian into the room, and saw several plates of exquisite side dishes on the dining table. Sima Qiu was drinking wine while shaking his head. Seeing Wang Xian coming in, he greeted, "What wind brought you here? It's for me to warm the pot." Is it?"

"I just warmed it up for you on the sixth day." Wang Xianbai glanced at him, sat down and said, "Mr. Sima is like 'a newcomer gets married and a matchmaker throws it over the wall'!"

"That's what you said, I am very grateful to you." Sima Qiu smiled and held Ruhua's hand, "Help me find such a flowery and jade-like treasure."

"I hate it." Ruhua covered her face shyly. She actually has pretty features, but she is fat, her face is big and round, and she can't cover it with her hands.

"Pfft..." Wang Xian almost sprayed water on the two parents.

"Baby, you go down first." Sima Qiu stroked Ruhua's little hand and said with a smile, "I have something to talk to Wang Sihu."

After Ruhua went down obediently, Sima Qiu squeezed a fennel bean, chewed slowly until his mouth was full of fragrance, and then teased: "Why, you can't hold your breath after only half a day?"

"That's not true, as time goes by, we will have a birth." In front of Sima Qiu, Wang Xian said without any concealment: "If the elder and I have a birth, I will be free, and the first thing to do is to pick up my old sister-in-law. You reunite."

"Fuck you!" Sima Qiuming knew he was threatening himself, but he was still in a cold sweat: "Don't scare me with that tigress!"

"Sir, don't do to others what you don't want yourself to do to yourself." Wang Xian said with a wry smile.

"Okay, okay." Sima Qiu also said with a wry smile: "Originally the Elder Master asked me to forgive you for at least ten days, but who told me to be short-mouthed?" He said seriously: "I will tell you the truth, for you The Grand Master was very unhappy with his performance on the Lantern Festival."

"Why?" There are no secrets in the officialdom, let alone the kind of occasion that attracts everyone's attention.Wang Xian was not surprised that Wei Zhixian knew about it so quickly.

"Isn't that obvious!" Sima Qiu glared at him and said, "When Xueshi Hu asked you about your master's background, why did you say you were self-taught? Where did you put the elder?"

"It's the elder who forbids me to tell outsiders..." Wang Xian called out to Zhuang Tianqu, "How dare I tell Xueshi Hu without asking for instructions?"

"That's also the scoring situation!" Sima Qiu said with an expression of 'Why are you so stupid': "This kind of once-in-a-lifetime opportunity will never happen again in the past, and those elders will get together again, can I listen to your explanation? "

"No more..." Wang Xian shook his head, and couldn't help but secretly smiled bitterly. Isn't the magistrate of Wei too arrogant? "But now that's the case, what should I do?"

"Fortunately, you still have a conscience. You didn't agree to Xu Tixue's invitation, and you even said good things about the Elder Master." Sima Qiu smiled and said, "So although the Elder Master is angry, his feelings for you have not changed. Since the early morning Can't you see the matter of the master book?"

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