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Chapter 302

Not long after, the yamen servant came out, "Master Wang please, Mr. Qi is in the back hall."

There are rules here, Wang Xuan handed over a letter of worship instead of a pleading paper, and the meeting was naturally in the back hall.

Wang Xuan followed the yamen servants all the way to the back hall. After entering the door, he saw a slightly thin middle-aged man over 40, with light eyebrows and fine eyes, a short beard under his jaw, sitting in casual clothes in front of the hall.

Looking at the way that person was sitting, Wang Xuan knew that this was Qi Hongliang, the magistrate of Fuzhou. This person has been in office for more than two years.

"Student Wang Xuan and Wang Zaizhi have met Master Qi." The moment he entered the door.Wang Xuan's expression changed immediately, and he bowed to salute.

"You are Wang Xuan. I have heard about it. Sit down." Qi Hongliang said, but Wang Xuan didn't know if what he had heard meant what happened yesterday or something else.

I hate these people in the official court the most. They say three points and understand everything by themselves.

"Thank you sir."

After sitting down, a servant girl would naturally serve tea. Qi Hongliang picked it up and took a sip, then put it down and said, "I don't know why Zaizhi is looking for this official today?"

"Ah." Wang Xuan sighed, his eyes turned red suddenly, and when the tears were about to come down, he held back his nose, and then said: "Yesterday, my family just celebrated for the student's success in the exam. How do you know?" At night, thieves came in, and the parents of the students were killed by the thieves."

The prefect of Qi was taken aback, and slapped the table heavily, causing the teacup to jump, and some tea splashed out, "Who dares to commit murder against a single family in the city? It's really audacious. This matter must be investigated strictly!"

Wang Xuan sneered in his heart. If such a big event happened in the city, if the prefect of Qi didn't know, then he didn't control Fuzhou well. Make a little trace.

"Zaizhi, please be sad and obedient. This matter will be decided for you. Are you here to report the crime?"

The magistrate pretended to be confused, Wang Xuan shook his head, "It's not a report, the students have always only read the books of sages, and never asked about the big and small things in the family. Everything is decided by the parents. My Wang family has always been kind to others and never bullied. It was only after encountering such a disaster that I found out that there was no clue at all, so even if I report the crime, it will only add trouble to my lord."

"Furthermore, the students have no hands. Last night, the masked thieves were yelled and left in shock. I'm afraid they will come again. When the time comes, I'm afraid it will be bad luck. In this way, it will be difficult to see the old parents underground. Well, I can also fulfill my filial piety in front of my body, and I just ask Lord Qi to help arrange the servants and tenants in the family after the death of the student, so as not to cause chaos."

After finishing speaking, there was still a trace of sadness on Wang Xuan's face. From the moment he entered the door, he turned into a shadow emperor, only feeling that his acting skills had broken through the sky.

The corner of Qi Zhifu's mouth twitched. This is Fuzhou Prefecture and the seat of the governor of Fujian. Working next to the governor of this province is the most inconvenient thing. There is not even a case file, hehe, then there is no need to read the evaluation, an inferior will not be able to escape.

Originally, he thought it was a good thing that Wang Xuan didn't report the crime, but now hearing this, he felt a little uncomfortable.

Looking at Wang Xuan who was sitting blankly at the side with a sluggish face, Zhifu Qi stroked his beard and began to think silently.

The township examination is only once every three years, and this is the first time since he took office. There are only so few candidates in this government, so how could he not know.

He also specifically asked his subordinates about Wang Xuan. He didn't appear to be very talented in Fuzhou Prefecture.

If you want to tell a lie, the best thing is nine truths and one falsehood, just like what Wang Xuan said just now, except that he doesn't know martial arts, everything else is true, and there is no fault, even the statement that not reporting the crime will cause trouble to the magistrate is reluctant. That's right.

The thief is bold and reckless, since he dared to go for the first time, he dared to go for the second time, so...

"I already know Zai's sincerity, but the Sage King is in power, how can Xiaoxiao be rampant, and the government wants to see what kind of thieves dare to kill Tangtang Juren!"

"Take it and go back first, and I will send some policemen to stay in your house for a period of time, so that Zai will be safe!"

What the prefect said was upright, Wang Xuan immediately stood up, and bowed to the prefect with excitement, "I really feel sorry for the students for troubling you so much. Your kindness will be remembered by the students."

Coming out of the government office, Wang Xuan immediately changed back to his original appearance. This time he fooled the magistrate, which was considered a solution to the urgent need, and the next thing will be up to him.

Hurrying back home, when I entered the door, I saw a group of monks performing rituals, chatting and beating.

He frowned slightly and ignored it. He arranged for Butler Zhao to do things. In this era, there is a free set of procedures for doing trivial things.

According to traditional funeral rites, after a person dies, the funeral family should have several etiquettes such as coffining, burial, crying, hanging, and laying a funeral.

Wang Xuan didn't understand these things, so he had to let Steward Zhao arrange them. Anyway, they were going to be grand. As for the cemetery, everything was already prepared. Wang Xuan had an ancestral grave, so he only needed to carry the coffin over there for burial.

After returning to the mansion, I ate something briefly, and the servants at home came to report that there was a yamen arrester coming to the door quickly.

Thinking about it, this is the prefect's statement. Although Wang Xuan did not report the case, the magistrate sent people to Wang's house with great fanfare and stayed for a period of time. Don't blame the magistrate for going to war!
In this way, it is much more powerful than formal reporting and business affairs.

After all, since ancient times, private affairs and public affairs have been used differently!
Wang Xuan took the initiative to come out to greet him, although he didn't make it to the door, but he gave enough face to the other party.

The visitor was more than 1.7 meters tall, not considered burly. He looked about 30 years old and had a big forehead. Seeing Wang Xuan coming over, he immediately took two steps and bowed to salute, "How dare you bother Master Wang to come out in person."

"It doesn't matter." Wang Xuan ordered his servants to take the squad leader's horse to the stable in the backyard to take care of it, and then brought in the head catcher and six or seven yamen servants behind him.

Order the kitchen to make some food and wine for these people, and free up some rooms for these people to live in, and that's the end of the job.

Wang Xuan's identity in this life is no longer that of a pirate or gangster. Juren's identity is too different from those of the third class of yamen servants. If the reception is too attentive, it will easily lead to misunderstanding.

In addition, Wang Xuan is also very busy. It has been two consecutive days from the Caribbean Sea to now, and he doesn't even have time to sleep.

(End of this chapter)