As an old official in the county, Qian Wenrui has been living a very comfortable life over the years.

As the saying goes, "Officials are not feudal, but officials are feudal."

Many of these officials have family skills and can be replaced by generations. They can grasp most of the local resources, and migrant officials also rely on these officials to do their work.

Fortunately, the officials have the final power and can form checks and balances with them.

This also makes these officials choose to deceive as much as possible.

There are so many items in the market, which makes this veteran Qian Wenrui very demanding on the quality of life, and it is still a good idea to describe the wealth of clothes and food.

Qian Wenrui’s favorite thing is to wear a satin nightgown and eat various jerky with new tea before the Ming Dynasty. This is a unique hobby.

The maid next to him held a white porcelain pot in her hand and kept adding tea to him.

As the smoke curled, Qian Wenrui remembered the things he encountered when handling official duties during the day, and said to himself: "Tomorrow, we will let those two foreign merchants spend a few more money."

Thinking of these chores, he gradually felt a little sleepy, and then he couldn't hold his eyelids and fell asleep on the couch.

The maids next to them quickly put down the teapot and waited, came over to cover Qian Wenrui with a quilt, adjusted their sleeping position, and removed the tea bowl and jerky meat. They were very familiar with the actions, because it was normal for Mr. Qian to fall asleep in this posture.

In a daze, Qian Wenrui felt that he was flying lightly.

Dreaming?

His consciousness is quite clear, but he cannot wake up and cannot control himself in his dream.

Then, Qian Wenrui felt like he was walking out of the roof, coming to the top of the house, and then landing on the street lightly.

During this process, the surrounding environment was vaguely visible. He could see the maid who was going far away to prepare for shift changes, the servants gathered together in the yard and the residents who were still busy outside the yard.

Is it a dream? Is it true?

Two gongs sounded.

The sound seemed to explode in my ears. Qian Wenrui heard it very clearly, but the people who were still moving on the road were not affected at all.

Then a group of people came, carrying axes, guns and halberds, and carrying banners. Those who looked like documents showed their books in their hands and nodded to the side. Then, several green-faced and fanged servants stepped forward without saying a word and took Qian Wenrui, and used a chain to pull them away.

"Who are you, in broad daylight-"

Bang-

With a whip, Qian Wenrui felt a stinging pain in his back. He immediately shut up and dared not speak, and followed him obediently.

Turning around a few streets and alleys, we came to a familiar place.

City God Temple?

Before the veteran Qian Wenrui could think too much, the servant behind him reached out and pushed him. He staggered into the door, and was then lifted up and threw him into the lobby.

With a sound of a haunted sound, Qian Wenrui immediately looked up and checked, but saw a middle-aged man in a winged hat and brocade clothes sitting behind a high desk, not angry and arrogant, shouting:

"Who is in the hall!"

The sound shocked him and he immediately lowered his head and saw a plaque hanging in the hall, looking at it with a strong sense of righteousness.

After a little thought, I felt that the person sitting in this hall was very similar to the statue of the City God I saw when I was planning the sacrifices of the city city in the past years.

Is this being arrested by the City God?

Am I dead?

He was inexplicably surprised.

Before I could think carefully, the person who had just been in the arrest team next to me flashed over and came forward with the booklet and said, "Mr. City God, this is Qian Wenrui, the clerk of the government office in the city. When I learned that his wandering soul was wandering on the street, I ordered all my hands to capture him here and wait for the Master. City God to make a decision."

Qian Wenrui was frightened when he heard this and couldn't speak.

But I heard the city god in the hall ask, "What kind of character is this person's usual behavior? Do you have any good deeds?"

The document replied: "The evil is full of evil."

Qian Wenrui was frightened and trembled on the ground. He wanted to beg for mercy but felt unable to speak.

The documents next to him opened the book and recited Qian Wenrui's crimes one by one. When Qian Wenrui heard this, he saw that everything he usually did was on it, and he was even more trembling.

Finally, I heard the document worship, "As such a wicked person, he will be reborn as a rule, and will not be able to live in humans for a million years."

After hearing this, the city god in the hall said, "Although this person has his own retribution and reincarnation in this life, he has committed it in this residence and is also a local birth and nurture. He should have the right to punish him. He will be sentenced to a thousand staffs and cut his foot for fifty wheels!"

Seeing that the situation was not good, Qian Wenrui finally overcame the fear on his body and beg for mercy:

"Suppose you are the best!"

"You do many evil things, so you should be spared. Let's take it all."

"Abide by the order!"

Two people on the left and right held a big stick and a long sword, and wanted to drag Qian Wenrui down to execute the execution. Suddenly, a troupe said, "This person is getting heavier and heavier, so he should not be a dead wandering soul."

"Oh? Check this person's life soon."

The document took out another volume from his arms and said, "If Qian Wenrui, a resident of the Mansion City, had no accidents, lived for fifty-four years, and had three years of life... In this way, he should be a soul wandering man, and his life span has not yet been exhausted."

The City God nodded: "Oh, then let it go first, lock it up within three years, and send it to reincarnation after execution!"

After saying that, he shook his hand and asked the people in the hall to send him back to his original place.

After being thrown back to the street outside his yard wall, Qian Wenrui felt dazed and knew that he was about to wake up, so he struggled desperately. Then he felt his body fly up again, enter the room, and return to the couch in an instant.

Qian Wenrui suddenly opened his eyes and took a sudden breath, feeling sweating all over his body!

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The second day.

In the Ninghe Prefecture and County Government Office, the magistrate was promoted to the court early in the morning to handle official duties. After he passed the Jinshi period, he has been very diligent in recent years.

After a while, I found that one person on both sides was missing.

"Why haven't the Qian Shuguan arrived today?"

Hearing the question from the magistrate, the attendance officer next to him took the lead and said with his hands, "This morning, the Qian Shujian sent someone to ask for leave with him, but he was sick and bedridden and could not take charge of the officers."

"Yeah, I get it."

The magistrate nodded and said nothing.

This made everyone in the hall a little strange, because the magistrate has taken office, and he has used some means to control his subordinates and do their best. When he meets someone who is sick, he usually sends people to express condolences, rather than just expressing his knowledge as he does now, he will stop saying a word.

This unpredictable situation of kindness and power has made everyone feel more stressed and dared not speak out.

Dongdongdongdongdong-

"What's going on outside?"

He sent someone out of the lobby to watch, and then quickly came back and said, "There are old men and young women who are beating the drum of injustice."

The county magistrate said, "Go to the hall and bring the people up." After that, he straightened his official hat and robe and sat on the hall.

The person who came was Liu Changqing's father and wife of Huqiao Town. After entrusting a dream in the Land Lord, they came to the city smoothly, then entered the city, went straight to the county government, and began to knock on the door and shout for justice.

According to the past situation, Pang Yuanwai of Huqiao Town will send someone to notify Qian Shujian in front of the complainant.

After receiving the news, Qian Shuli will intercept the complainant and send the complainant back to Huqiao Town.
Chapter completed!