After transmigrating, he supported his family by working at a garbage dump.

Before the county magistrate came down, the town's government offices were staffed by the magistrate's trusted confidants who would come down from the county every three to five days to inspect the town.

Qingshan Town is the town under the jurisdiction of the Registrar.

It just so happens that the registrar and Hu Da are on good terms, and usually when something happens, the registrar will ask Hu Da to do it.

Although Constable Chen had the Zhou family backing him, he dared not easily offend Hu Da when it came to important matters.

However, Constable Chen was arrogant and Hu Da didn't care much about the Zhou family's reputation. When Constable Chen did something out of line, Hu Da would embarrass him in public.

With the Zhou family as his backer, Constable Chen was naturally not afraid. However, in the past two years, whenever the registrar came down to town, he would reprimand and punish him. Constable Chen firmly believed that Hu Da must have been secretly informing on him behind the scenes.

Although he disliked Hu Da very much, after a while, he became more cautious in his actions and felt extremely uncomfortable on a daily basis.

Meanwhile, at the Qingshan Town government office.

Constable Chen sat leisurely at his desk, legs crossed, cracking melon seeds and eating pastries, with his subordinates occasionally bringing him hot tea.

Very pleasant.

"Chen Tou'er has really enjoyed the good fortune of being treated like a county magistrate these days," his subordinate Zhao Pang said with envy and flattery.

Officer Chen smirked and said smugly, "What, you want to try it too?"

Fatty Zhao hurriedly shook his head, "How could I have the good fortune of a boss?"

Officer Chen was pleased with these words and chuckled as he kicked Zhao Pang, who skillfully dodged the kick. He then said with a fawning smile, "Don't forget to give me a hand in the future, Chief."

Officer Chen scoffed, squinted and remained silent, but his smile grew increasingly smug.

Once he gets rid of Hu Da, he can enjoy this blessing every day...

Hu Da was summoned to the county by the registrar a few days ago, and there has been no news of him since.

Hu Da also brought several constables who were on good terms with him with him. Now, only Constable Chen and his men remained in the town's government office. It could be said that if he said one thing, no one would dare to say another.

It just so happens that it's been snowing these past few days, and he's been too lazy to do anything. He just orders his subordinates to do things, without ever having to get involved himself.

As for the daily morning and evening street patrols in town, he no longer needed to go.

In the past few days, his subordinates have gradually figured out a trick: as long as he waves his hand, his sycophants will come up to him and take the initiative to solicit business.

Serving tea and water was a piece of cake; he didn't have to do anything at all and was having a very pleasant time.

I just don't know when Hu Da will be back.

Otherwise, the plan that Wang Xiucai told him would be impossible to implement, and there's a fear that things might change if things drag on.

Of course, it would be best if he never came back...

Officer Chen frowned and his smile faded.

"Is the boss thinking about Hu Da?" Liu Zi, another capable subordinate, was more perceptive and sensed something was amiss. "Don't worry, boss. There's been no news for so many days, and it's snowing heavily. Maybe it's really heaven helping you. Hu Da is probably in grave danger."

Officer Chen scoffed, "You know he's probably in grave danger just because you know where he went?"

Liu Zi grinned foolishly and said he didn't know.

He didn't know what Hu Da had gone to do, but seeing how happy his boss had been these days, and knowing that he was someone who only listened to flattery, he figured he must be right to say that.

Unexpectedly, these words really struck a chord with Officer Chen.

It would be best if Hu Da never came back, regardless of what he did to hide the county clerk, whether he offended a powerful figure in the county, or whether something unexpected happened on his way back.

In short, without Hu Da, the town's government office would still be under his control, and he could easily become a "big shot."

This dream was beautiful.

Officer Chen, whose temper was unpredictable, was now humming a song happily, just as he was about to feel smug. Suddenly, a series of heavy drumbeats came from the quiet front courtyard of the yamen, shattering his sweet dream in an instant.

The drum, which hadn't been struck for a hundred or two hundred years, suddenly rang out, startling Constable Chen and his two men.

"Why would anyone come to beat the grievance drum on such a cold day?" Liu Zi asked in confusion.

Annoyed by the situation, Constable Chen gave Liu Zi a cold glance, and Liu Zi immediately understood and ran outside.

Before long, the young constable came running back, panting, saying that there were three young men outside who said they had a big case to report.

"Oh? Is that really true?!"

A big case?

Upon hearing this, the previously agitated Constable Chen suddenly sat up, his half-lying position snapping open to reveal a greedy glint in his eyes.

It was as if a wild beast had encountered its prey and pounced to bite and devour it in the next moment.

When investigating cases, Officer Chen has never been able to make decisions.

This was the authority granted to Hu Da by the Registrar. After uncovering the truth, Constable Chen had no merit, so within his capabilities, he did his best to make things difficult for Hu Da.

Now he finally has the opportunity to make a name for himself. If this is discovered, the registrar will surely appreciate him greatly.

He was certain that when the time came, he would carry out his plan and make sure that Hu Da would have no place in the government office.

Thinking of this, Constable Chen grinned, as if all of this had already come to pass, leaving his two subordinates full of doubt.

"Boss Chen, you always stay far away from cases, why are you so happy this time?" Fatty Zhao asked.

"What do you know?" Constable Chen slapped him on the head, beaming. "Great news! This is great news!"

After laughing, she perked up, quickly put on her shoes, got out of bed, straightened her clothes, tugged at her sleeves which were stretched wide by her fat, and strode briskly toward the front of the hall.

He sat upright at the desk.

Logically speaking, Constable Chen should not sit on the throne. Even Hu Daping, who was granted special privileges by the Registrar, did not dare to sit on the throne when he tried cases. Instead, he would just sit on a stool in front of the table below the court.

These past few days, Constable Chen has been acting like a tyrant, getting too cocky and overstepping his bounds without hesitation. And now, no one will stop him.

At that moment, he had his men bring in the three young men from Laoya Village who had come to report the case.

The gavel struck, startling the three young men so much that they immediately knelt down below the court. Even Liu Yi, upon hearing the sound, almost buckled in his knees.

Even the arrogant constable Chen was startled, cursing under his breath, "Damn it, I didn't expect this thing to be so loud."

To ease the awkwardness, Constable Chen coughed and, feigning seriousness, asked the people below, "Who reported this crime?"

Although the young men were fearless and bold, they were honest and kind people who had never committed any crimes. This was their first time entering the yamen, and the solemn atmosphere in front of the hall made the three of them a little nervous.

Now, being led into the yamen so smoothly for the first time, they felt even more flustered. The three of them kept their heads down the whole way, not daring to utter a sound.

Hearing Constable Chen's question, the three men exchanged glances and signals, then spoke in unison: "Your Honor, we have a report! Someone is possessing contraband."

Officer Chen thought it was some major case of murder or arson, but when he heard that something was hidden, he realized it wasn't a big case at all, which prompted the three men to rush to report it.

Disappointed.

He replied dismissively, "What did you hide?"

"Evening Flower".

"It's just a flower, is it worth the three of you... What flower?!"

Officer Chen suddenly stopped.

His face twitched, and his narrow eyes widened suddenly, surprise mixed with doubt appearing in them.

He exchanged bewildered glances with his two subordinates, who also looked puzzled.

He hadn't even started anything yet, so how come someone came to his door to report a crime?

Two Su Ye Hua flowers were lost before. One was hidden according to Wang Xiucai's instructions, and the other disappeared when the attempt to frame Hu Da failed. They could not be found anywhere.

Could it be that someone discovered the other flower he had hidden?

But now that Lord Hu is not here, even if the matter comes to light, it will not affect Lord Hu at all.

Officer Chen racked his brains, trying to figure out the connections, but after a long time, he still couldn't understand it because he didn't have the brains.

He touched his smooth chin, half-probing and half-threatening, exaggerating: "Possessing forbidden flowers is a serious crime, punishable by death. You three would better confess the truth!"

Having said that, he slapped the wooden stick in his hand again.

The sound startled everyone in the hall and echoed through the beams.

The three young men had come specifically for the reward money, so they didn't hold back and spilled the beans about Zhang Xiaolin's family.

He cried out in protest, "...Your Honor, you must do us justice! Your Honor didn't know that thing was hidden so well, wrapped up in layers upon layers. When we opened it, the smell was so strong it was almost rotten. Zhang Xiaolin even runs a steamed bun stall..."

Among them were those who harbored resentment towards the Zhang family, so the three of them added fuel to the fire and said a few words.

"Who knows when they might use it to harm someone!"

"Zhang Xiaolin?"

Officer Chen listened attentively to every word, but before he could quite grasp what was going on, the name sounded familiar, though he couldn't quite place it. So he asked, "Where are you from?"

"Old Duck Village".

Officer Chen suddenly realized.