There's something wrong with my master.

But even though it didn't taste good, she still finished it.

In the noisy crowd outside, many people are still hungry. It would not be good if she was still worrying about whether the food was delicious or not.

The county magistrate's jewel-studded sedan chair was still circling the small county town. The jewels inlaid on the sedan chair were, of course, fake.

The county magistrate is extremely poor.

I just found a few beads at random and then coated them with a layer of special powder.

It looks like the real thing.

The sedan chair stopped at Yihongyuan, the largest courtyard in the town.

The county magistrate lifted the curtain and walked out.

"Call out your prettiest girls."

His voice is loud.

Many people outside the building heard it.

After saying that, he went straight upstairs and walked into a room.

The madam's mouth twitched when she heard this. This poor bastard was causing trouble again.

He stayed here for three days a few days ago, saying that Yihongyuan was harboring a criminal and he came here to look for evidence.

Then a chief clerk, a county magistrate, a constable, and four sedan bearers, in the name of catching human traffickers, ate and drank for free in Yihong Courtyard for three days and three nights...

However, in a place like Yihongyuan, there are definitely some unclean things.

For example, forcing women of good character into prostitution.

Many of the top girls in the building used to be from good families.

If you don’t want to receive customers, then just starve for a few days and have a few meals.

Once a person is hungry, the original bottom line will drop little by little.

If they came across someone who was too chaste, they would be tied to a pillar, not allowed to eat or sleep in the freezing cold weather, and had basins of cold water poured over them.

It doesn’t matter if one or two die. Under the control of someone with ulterior motives, those who die are all plain-looking.

Doing this is killing the chicken to scare the monkey.

If they still resist at this moment, the self-esteem of these brave women will be completely shattered.

For example, just take off your clothes in public.

In this way, the things they cherished were completely turned into powder.

After trying to commit suicide, it was only a matter of time before he agreed to receive customers.

If you do this, you won't be able to sell it for a good price. Generally speaking, the building won't do this.

Everyone who holds a certain position in the county knows these things.

The county magistrate also knew it.

When the new county magistrate first took office, he hated evil and wanted to clean up all the dirt in the county.

However, after a few years, he encountered repeated setbacks and failed to accomplish anything.

Because the monks are behind all these dirty things.

In fact, the monk himself may not know many things, and it is the people below who are taking advantage of the power of the monk, but the county magistrate still dare not do anything.

After all, no one knows that if someone is captured, there may be some monks who only help their relatives and not the others and kill him directly.

Just like this Yihong Courtyard, the background is a cultivator in the Jindan stage.

The madam is the great-great-granddaughter of the Jindan-stage cultivator.

He has no aptitude for cultivation and his martial arts skills are also very poor.

I heard that the Yihong Courtyard was not to the liking of the Jindan cultivator and was criticized by him.

It's fine if you don't criticize by name.

If he criticized by name, it would prove that the Jindan cultivator knew about this place and still remembered that he had a great-granddaughter.

Maybe he could criticize himself, but if the county magistrate wanted to arrest someone, he would come out and have a good talk with the county magistrate.

“This is a world of monks.”

In the elegant room on the second floor, the county magistrate sighed again.

He didn't know how many times he had said this, and every time he said it, his mood was extremely complicated.

If you want to find evidence that Yihongyuan violated the law, it is actually very easy to find.

There was the sound of a whip cracking next door.

I see some people exhaling more than breathing in.

If it were a few years ago, he would have opened the door without hesitation and led the detectives to seek justice.

However, after experiencing several visits by monks to the government office and realizing the gap between warriors and monks, he often chose to ignore these things.

He was able to defeat a certain foundation-building cultivator and become the county magistrate here because that foundation-building cultivator was too weak.

But not all cultivators are as weak as that foundation-building cultivator.

"Hey, hey, leave some for me."

"Ok?"

Taozi, who was eating a cake, raised her head when she heard this, her face still without any features.

After practicing martial arts for a few years, there was a bit more chivalry in his eyes.

"Didn't you say you wouldn't eat food from these unscrupulous people?"

Taozi stuffed a piece of cake into her mouth, then took a piece of cloth and prepared to pack the remaining cakes.

She planned to take it to that small shabby house at night and feed it to her people.

Gudong.

Upon hearing this, the county magistrate swallowed hard, but fortunately he was used to this tactless subordinate.

If Taozi's martial arts skills were not really high and she was not a good helper, he would never have kept Taozi by his side.

Bang bang bang!

There was a knock on the door.

The county magistrate adjusted his official hat and said.

"Enter."

Squeak.

The door opens.

He is a yanei.

He bowed and saluted, then said something.

"Nothing was found, sir."

"Then keep searching!"

The county magistrate slapped the table and shouted loudly.

The evidence was clearly laid out next door, but Yanei pretended not to hear or see it.

Yanei was left behind by the previous county magistrate.

They know exactly where they can check and where they cannot check.

Those who have an overflowing sense of justice and like to meddle in other people's affairs have grass three feet high on their graves.

The county magistrate knew this very well, so he brought these old foxes over.

If those young guys with a strong sense of justice take it seriously, it will make things very awkward for both parties.

There are not many monks in the world.

There are not many descendants who can be remembered by the monks.

These descendants who are remembered by the monks have certain privileges in this world, which are established rules.

Squeak.

The door was closed again.

Yanei, along with a group of his men, began another perfunctory search.

The county magistrate looked at the empty cakes on the table and the corners of his mouth twitched involuntarily.

It is a sin to have subordinates like this.

Gululu.

His stomach growled.

I shared a steamed bun with Taozi last night. I didn’t have breakfast today, so I’m a little hungry.

"These are all grains from unscrupulous people." Taozi tightened the cloth bag in her hand and reminded.

Upon hearing this, the corners of the county magistrate's mouth seemed to twitch again.

He raised his hand, tapped the table lightly, and silently changed the subject.

"Where is Chief Lin? Why didn't I see him this morning?"

"He didn't follow you when he heard you were coming to Yihong Courtyard. Last time you stayed here for three days and three nights, the wife of Lin Zhubu's family almost had a falling out with him."

"Uh……"

Upon hearing this, the county magistrate raised his hand awkwardly and touched his nose.

This was not a fair thing for him to do.

I heard that after returning from Yihongyuan last time, Lin Zhubu suffered from back pain for several days.

Tsk tsk, he has a fierce wife at home and he’s in poor health, so he really shouldn’t have come to Yihongyuan.

At night, there was another knock on the door.

After eating and drinking his fill, the yanei got permission and pushed the door open and walked in.

"Sir, still no discovery."

He said so.

Upon hearing this, the county magistrate nodded and spoke in a very majestic tone.

"Then go back home."

"Yes, my lord."

A group of young officials led the way.

The county magistrate went downstairs and sat in a sedan chair that was decorated very "luxuriantly".

The news that he had spent a day having a romantic affair in Yihong Courtyard spread like wildfire again.

Taozi, the county magistrate's lackey, was lucky enough to have a few rotten vegetable leaves stuck to him.

Unfortunately, this time the leaves were rotten from the inside out and could no longer be eaten.

The sun set over the angry crowd.

Dusk once again enveloped the small town.

In the government’s granary.

Taozi held a torch in her hand, and the bright light of the flame dispelled the darkness around her.

Beside her were Lin Zhubu and the county magistrate.

Looking at the empty granary, the three of them frowned and remained silent for a long time.

"Can the porridge be thinner?"

"Or, mix the bran in it. At least you won't starve to death."