Transmigrating into a Man's Wife: I Share the Pain with the Male Protagonist

“…Oh…” Li Mofu nodded.

Watching Lu Mingyun disappear at the gate of the courtyard, Li Mofu scratched his head and turned to the hall.

"Don't worry, sir. Everything will be fine as the young master is here." Guozi said.

That night, Lu Mingyun sat in his study with a very bad look on his face. The firelight shone on his face, sometimes brightly and sometimes darkly, which was a bit scary.

There was no one else in the room, and the tea beside him had long gone cold without him even taking a sip.

Half a month has passed since someone splashed ink and wrote on the door and wall, and he still hasn't found out who did it. People nearby either said they didn't see it or didn't see it clearly.

Because he was short of manpower, Lu Mingyun handed this matter over to the people under the yamen, but there was no result at all.

Huang Yuanshan always sleeps when he is on duty, and when he is off duty he is either in the Jade Building or the Vermilion Building. He is completely useless, and he is new to the job and can't "order anyone around".

The yamen clerks under his command either could not find any information or the information they did find was quickly lost.

Lu Mingyun was not a patient man. The attitude of these people in doing things had annoyed him, but whenever he wanted to punish those petty officials with a stick, Huang Yuanshan would step forward to dissuade him.

After a long time, Lu Mingyun also understood that these people were connected as one, which was no wonder that he could not be controlled.

This morning, Lu Mingyun told Li Mofu to stay home and then took Mo Yi to the yamen. Then, they made an example of someone killing a chicken to scare the monkeys, which made the atmosphere in the yamen very heavy. Huang Yuanshan looked very unhappy.

A strong dragon cannot defeat a local snake. Many officials assigned from the capital will encounter various problems when they come to work in local areas. This is one of the reasons.

But was it that Huang Yuanshan couldn't stand him being the county magistrate, or was he working for someone?

However, although today's killing of the chicken to scare the monkey has some effect, it actually cannot shake Huang Yuanshan's foundation here. Perhaps the secret of Su County has something to do with Huang Yuanshan.

Lu Mingyun sighed when he thought of this. There were things to do every day, but the past things kept coming back.

He didn't receive any reply to the letter he wrote. It was probably intercepted at the post office and no news was received.

It seems that some things have to wait until Monk Nine comes back.

But the new year is almost here, and he still hasn't gotten any useful clues.

Eleventh Monk and Nine are Li Mofu's other two guards. It will be much more convenient to have them to do things.

Around the end of December, the two of them rushed back, but before Lu Mingyun had time to let them go out to deliver the letter, a sudden heavy snow fell.

This snow came very quickly. It started falling at night and didn't stop until daytime.

Later, the snow stopped for a while around noon and started again at night.

As expected, Su County suffered a snowstorm, and Lu Mingyun's attention was quickly drawn to disaster relief.

Recently, Li Mofu has had a new follower around him, oh, to be more precise, a new bodyguard, a guard named Eleven, who was given to him by Lu Mingyun.

Only Shang Jiu and Mo Zhu were left by Lu Mingyun's side. He himself was also good at martial arts, so he didn't think there was anything wrong.

Because of the sudden heavy snow, Li Mofu started staying at home, although he had been staying at home for a long time.

Guozi and Madam Liang were constantly stocking up on items in the warehouse, such as charcoal, rice, and flour. If this winter was long, they would have to collect more of these items before their prices went up.

Li Mofu hadn't been out for some time. He didn't know that the price of food outside had increased a lot, but even if he knew, he couldn't do anything.

He could save one or two people, but what would happen after that? Others would rush over, and by then, even if he spent all his wealth, he wouldn't be able to save many more.

Because there are always people who take advantage of others’ misfortunes.