Winter goes and spring comes, and all things grow.

Inadvertently, green has emerged from the cracks in the walls, underground and on the hills, and a fresh atmosphere permeates the earth and earth.

Qingzhou City is as prosperous as ever.

After the granary fire broke out, the big storm that many people expected did not come.

The four great masters spit out grain to fill the granary, the prefecture corpses gathered craftsmen, and the towns built outside the city also began to show their scale, and even with the addition of subsequent refugees, they became more and more enthusiastic.

The city is also peaceful.

The expected major change has not come, but many people have already noticed something different from the past.

Several major gangs have stopped, the four majors have become peaceful, the efficiency of the state yamen in their work has become much faster, the rogues on the streets have almost disappeared, and the yamen guarding the streets have become amiable.

This is a very subtle change, but for many people, it has been a very amazing change.

I couldn't help but have been neglected for a long time before the inn gate, but the people who came here were no longer high-ranking officials, local gentry officials, but civilians.

The Lord Xu, who came from the capital, was no longer as cold as before. He even took his granddaughter to move out in a small stool and had a great chat with the villagers nearby.

"Old Xu, do you think that the emperor sleeps every day and gets up at 5 o'clock? But it is said that the concubines in the harem are all as beautiful as flowers, so the emperor is willing to let them stay alone in the empty room?"

"Tell me about the fact that you defeated the powerful chief minister Wang Qinglin" at that time!"

"I heard that I have to pass three levels to enter Beijing. What are the levels? I heard that it is the Hulao Pass?"

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Under the old tree where branches are thrusting, a group of people are standing or standing, asking about various things.

The entertainment of the common people in Shengdou is too scarce. Even if you listen to people’s stories, you will need a few copper coins. Listening to this old man telling stories is naturally something that many people like.

Of course, many of them also want to be familiar with each other.

No matter what these people asked, Xu Wenji responded with a smile, saying more if he could say, and skipping over the understatement. For a moment, the atmosphere at the entrance of the station was excellent.

It was not until Huang Sixiang, who had a expressionless face, walked over and the crowd dispersed in surprise and went back with their little stools.

"Miss, it's too late, let's go back?"

He lowered his head, and Huang Sixiang had a loving smile on his face.

"Yeah, OK."

The little girl was a little reluctant to leave, but she still obediently carried Xiao Maza back to the house.

"Is there any news?"

Xu Wenji curled his smile and asked.

"Go back and talk about it, here is crowded with people and eyes."

Huang Sixiang swept his cold eyes around.

Among the small folks who have not yet dispersed, there are many spies from various families. Because of Xu Wenji's indulgence, they even have a little unconcealed smell.

He was very shameful of these people, but Xu Wenji didn't speak, so he was not easy to attack.

"It's late, let's go back to your own house!"

Xu Wenji raised his hand and turned back to the room.

He was already very old, but his movements were still very straightforward. Soon, he had arrived at the backyard of the inn.

"The station was still very prosperous back then, but now..."

Although I have cleaned up, there is still a decay smell of disrepair in the inn. Xu Wenji sighed slightly:

"After the matter is over, I will write to the court and allocate some money..."

The post station was once a must-see destination for many officials to travel.

Unfortunately, with the lack of finance in the court, many of the in-house stations have been missing in recent years, and many of the in-house guards have lost their visit.

"In recent years, border guards have become nervous, and the military spending is huge. When the Jinyiwei is owing a salary, how can we still care about the small inn?"

Huang Sixiang brought a pot of tea and poured a cup for each of them, with some comfort:

"You are called quelling rebellion this time, but you are really demoted. Why do you have to do this too much? No one cares..."

"The court has nothing to do with it. The post station seems insignificant, but there are so many people who rely on it for their living. It is easy to abolish the post station. The post stations who can make their living will have no way to live..."

Xu Wenji sighed slightly.

Taizu reigned for many years, and the various legal systems were very detailed. Many of them had been criticized for many years, such as the rules of replacing the father with his son.

The son of the postman can only be a postman.

How do they live if the station is gone?

"There are people in the court, so why do you have to worry too much? The situation in Qingzhou is already very troublesome."

Knowing that Xu Wenji could not be persuaded, Huang Sixiang could only change the topic:

"I just received the news from Lingying. The boy Yang was in Mulin Mansion, but there was a lot of noise..."

I don't want Xu Wenji to worry.

Huang Sixiang told the story in great detail. From the daytime he entered Qiufeng Tower, he killed the Giant Whale Gang at night, subdued the Big Dragon Gang, and hung the brothel boss with his backhand.

On the second day, the yamen judges brought up all the miscellaneous things about the four masters in Mulin Mansion.

No matter how big or small, nothing is missing.

"After all, I was born in the Jinyiwei, it really tastes like no taboos."

Xu Wenji smiled.

"After all, I'm a little reckless. Once I'm alerting the snake, the fox behind me will not be easy to come out."

Huang Sixiang also sat down, picked up the teacup and blew it lightly.

"Where can you catch the snakes in the deep grass? If you don't attack the grass, you can catch them? This kid is very smart. Whether it is the four masters or Nie Wendong, they are all foxes who have accumulated a year. He is less than a young man, and he is a bad person in battle with others. Instead, it is better to give it a try!"

Xu Wenji shook his head:

"Look, let's see, it won't take long before the four masters will come to the door."

"If you can't get real evidence, even if you are, it's hard to grasp these companies, right?"

Huang Sixiang frowned slightly.

"Really proof? Our group has been in more than two years. If these four masters have hands, they have already wiped their butts clean. I didn't expect any proof."

Xu Wenji blew tea lightly, and his eyes were dark in the ripples:

"What you want is that they move!"

"If you don't move, you will have no flaws. Only by moving can you catch the handle."

Huang Sixiang knew it in her heart, but she frowned slightly:

"In this case, isn't this kid in great danger?"

The four major forces are spread all over Qingzhou. Once they backfire, even if they do not dare to neglect them, that boy...

This chapter is not over, please click on the next page to continue reading! "So, next, you will move."

Putting down the teacup, Xu Wenji stroked his long beard with his hand and said in a deep voice:

"I have issued a document to suppress bandits. Whether it is Nie Wendong or the four masters, their masters will be transferred to my nose soon.

But just in case, you still have to walk around and pick up Boy Yang. Nowadays, children with conscience are rare…”

"this……"

The expression of Huang Sixiang changed slightly:

"If I leave, would you be in danger? You can't take risks."

"It's impossible to talk about taking advantage of oneself."

Xu Wenji waved his hand and looked straight:

"Have you forgotten this girl Fengxian? Her martial arts are still above you..."

Huang Sixiang was relieved.

There were only two people in Qingzhou City who could catch his eye. Except for the Liusanmen, Fang Qidao, the chief constable, who was Yu Fengxian.

There are so many strong people in Qingzhou, but these two people must have a place.

Especially the former...

Not long after the two talked, a sound full of energy had already been heard from outside the door to the station.

"Will Mr. Xu be here? The younger generation Chu Xuan comes to pay a visit!"

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"Chu Xuan!"
To be continued...