Feng Tai and others also stayed in the inn next to the county government office. In order to serve the prince and his party, the prefect and the minister of the Ministry of Justice who stayed at the foot of the mountain, the great masters and other great gods ran around, but their feet could not touch the ground.

At about 4th, Zhang Ping had just returned to the magistrate's residence. Zhang Ping had no servants, and there were all officials in the house. The staff at the restaurant were insufficient, and most of them were arrested for help. Even the chef was called to help with the food and drinks. There was an old servant in the house guarding the door, and a younger man guarding the yard. Seeing Zhang Ping coming back with a lantern, he was very frightened. Then he remembered that there was no hot food on the stove. Seeing that Zhang Zheng's face was not like he came back after a banquet with the prefect. The old servant then asked cleverly: "Sir, you must be exhausted. The younger one should go and prepare a bucket of hot water."

In the room, the younger servant had already rushed out of the door secretly to find the chef and other attendants. While County Magistrate Zhang was taking a bath, he could get some hot food first.

Zhang Ping said: "No need."

He hasn't had a good sleep these days, so he can sleep for a while, and it takes too much time to take a shower.

"Just take some hot water and clean your face and feet."

The old servant thought to himself that Magistrate Zhang didn't like water very much, and he was really inconsistent with Master Xie, but he could breathe a sigh of relief. The large copper pot sitting on the kitchen stove had hot water, and one pot should be enough for Magistrate Zhang to eat tea, wash his face and soak his feet.

The old servant was about to retreat, but Zhang Ping said again: "My senior brother has nothing to do with ignorance?"

Wumei never sneaked down the top of the mountain, but fortunately, Feng Tai and Wang Yan didn't click him again later. When they left the top of the mountain, Wumei and the coroner took a car down the mountain. When they returned to the county government, Xie Fu asked someone to take Wumei back to Zhang Ping's residence, and Zhang Ping was very grateful.

The old servant immediately said, "Yes, yes, the villain is dull and forgot to report to the master. Taoist Master Wumei has already rested in the guest room."

Zhang Ping looked at the guest room again. There was no light, so he returned to his bedroom. When the hot water came, Zhang Ping pushed him to refuse the old servant's service and washed himself in the room. As soon as he wiped his face, a black shadow suddenly flashed outside the door, and the door buzzed twice.

Open the door with a screen and Wumei grinned and stood outside the door: "I see that your light is still on, and I think you are not sleeping yet, haven't you disturbed you?"

Zhang Ping flashed and let Wumei enter the door. Wumei saw the basin at a glance and immediately said, "Stop washing, continue washing, don't worry about me." He stood by the wall.

Zhang Ping moved a chair: "Senior brother, sit."

Wumei quickly stopped him: "Hey, I can't help it, my senior brother can't afford it. You are now the magistrate, how can you do such a thing again?"

Zhang Ping lowered the chair: "Senior brother is a monk. Looking at the world, it's the same."

Wumei Yile: "You boy, you have become an official, and you can really speak."

Zhang Ping smiled, Wumei was still standing, Zhang Ping had to drag over another chair by himself, and Wumei sat down afterwards, rubbing his hands: "It's okay for me to come here, I just talk to you, and my senior brother will go back tomorrow. Originally, I came here to see you, and you have a good life, so my senior brother will feel relieved. To be honest, after you took the exam, there was a sudden gap in the viewing, and I always felt that I had taken advantage of me, and I'm sorry for you. But it seems that Master is right. You are doing a good job, and I have gained more knowledge with you this time. I have only seen the storytellers on the stage, but I have seen them all this time. I will be at ease in the rest of my life."

Zhang Ping looked at Wumei. He didn't want Wumei to leave so quickly, but Wumei was obviously scared by what happened today, and he could no longer speak.

Wumei rubbed his hands again, his face gradually turned red, full of hesitation, as if he was about to spit and swallow it, and repeated several times before saying, "A Ping, there is another thing... I really don't know how to speak... Guanli will repair it again recently..."

Zhang Ping nodded, stood up again, took out a small cloth bag from the wardrobe and handed it to Wumei. Wumei stood up and waved his hands repeatedly: "No, A Ping, I don't know you yet. The money you saved since childhood has been in this bag. You have only been an official for a few days. How much money can you have? Just when you want to use money everywhere, what's the matter for you?"

Zhang Ping firmly stuffed the bag to him, and Wumei retreated repeatedly.

"Aping, if you do this, I will leave immediately! Just give me one or two ounces. Can you not know, how could there be no money in Guan? If you have too much, you will be greedy for those people in Chongyang. This is what..."

He swung the cloth bag, took out a small piece of silver from it, and then stuffed the whole bag back to Zhang Ping.

"That's enough."

Zhang Ping held the cloth bag and looked at Wumei. Wumei was afraid that Zhang Ping would put the bag to him again, so he put his hands behind his back and took two steps back before sighing: "A Ping, you have become an official now. I am a little Taoist priest. It is logical that he is not worthy of talking about you. But there are a few words that you have to say more rules. You are too silly and honest in your work. After becoming an official, you can't do this anymore. I didn't have the opportunity to see any nobles before, but in the larger land in our view, there are so many troubles, let alone the officialdom, which is a place where people are full of people? As I saw this day here, I felt that it was a day when I hung my head on my belt. You must be careful in everything, and you must pay attention to where you should pay attention. You must also be flexible in your efforts. You must understand all these. Brother said, don't think I'm too nagging."

Zhang Ping said: "Yes."

Wumei couldn't help but grin: "You kid, it's the same as before." He wanted to raise his hand and pat Zhang Ping on the shoulder, then he shrank his hand back and started to hold his sleeves, "Then... A Ping, I'll go back to the house first. You don't have to send me off, hurry up and sleep for a while. Today I'll be tired. I'll leave by myself as soon as the day is dawn tomorrow."

Zhang Ping insisted on sending Wumei to the outside of the door where Wumei lived. Wumei urged him to go back. Hearing the sound of the door behind him closing, Zhang Ping slowly walked back to his room along the corridor.

Brother Mei, who taught him things to play since he was a child, would never sit down if he didn't sit down. He also started to use respectful titles to him, and he would probably be even more distant in the future. He didn't want to do this, but he couldn't change it.

Zhang Ping thought, this is what Lord Lan said, there are so many things that can be done.

The dark light pierced the sunken curtain, and the east was flying colorful. Lan Jue felt that his old bone was about to be scattered in the morning mist. Fortunately, he had entered Fengle's territory and the county town was not far away.

When he reached a fork in the road, he ran to the front of him to dismount and checked the landmark and compared the map. Lan Jue was able to pull the horse and breathe a little relieved.

He only drinks warm tea on weekdays, and the cold white water in the water bag enters his throat. He feels so thirsty that he finds it difficult to swallow. He remembers that when he was young, he drank river water and well water, and even snow water and rain water. At this time, he becomes pretentious, which is the so-called difficulty in going from extravagance to frugality, so he should reflect on himself.

Lan Jue stuffed the water bag into the plug, and then handed the water bag to the servant. The servant pointed to the front and said, "Master, look at it, it seems that there is smoke."

Lan Jue looked up and saw a ray of smoke rising into the sky on a peak in the distance, and the sky was not yet bright and red.

The follower who checked the landmark said, "Sir, that place is Shounian Mountain."

The servant said, "Have you started to worship and set off fireworks?"

Lan Jue frowned: "Is there any reason to worship gods and Buddhas? Is there any reason to raise fireworks first? Which one will set off fireworks in the morning?"

The servant shrank his neck, and another follower said, "Sir, the villain looks like he's gone."

All the followers looked at Lan Jue, and Lan Jue shook his horse's reins: "No matter what, from the headquarters to Fengle territory, we must inform the Hui County Government."

Eunuch Wang should not still carry the sacrifices to burn incense.

Even if you burn incense, you will not choose this time to go up the mountain to worship.

"Go to Fengle County Government!"

Zhang Ping was sleeping and was suddenly awakened by a noise. He turned over and got out of bed, and only listened to the noise of gongs and drums. He opened the door with one step, and was almost knocked to death by a servant.

The servant rolled and crawled on the ground: "Sir, it's not good! The water flows in the yamen! The Queen Mother's Holy Sacrifice, burn... burn... burn..."

Zhang Ping rushed out of the room and saw the smoke rising from the county government. Looking at the color of the smoke, someone should have been extinguished and the fire was about to be extinguished.

When people live, they can see a new incredible moment.

As he ran towards the county government, Xie Fu's chaotic thoughts floated out of his words.

The fire was extinguished and the whole place was in chaos. In fact, only one side wing was burned, but these houses were the houses where the Queen Mother was ceremonially tents were placed.

Zhang Ping was already standing in front of the wing room, frowned at the doors and windows that were still smoking. Then he ignored the dissuasion of the yamen runners and walked into the room. Xie Fu took the cloth handed over by the yamen runners and covered his mouth and nose to follow.

The fire was indeed not big, and it was timely extinguished. The doors, windows and roofs of the house were not damaged significantly, but the items in the house caught fire, smoke and water were poured, so it was impossible to use them again.

Zhang Ping slowly scanned the items in the house, leaned over and picked up a burnt cloth head and shook it, then sniffed it with water on the ground, sniffed it, sniffed the ground, and walked to the window.

The first one caught fire was the top canopy. The criminal first sprinkled tung oil, then tied it to the handle of the canopy with a lead, ignited it, and ran away calmly.

The technique is very simple.

But... Zhang Ping stared at her eyes and frowned again.

Xie Fuyi glanced inside the room behind Zhang Ping, and a thought suddenly emerged in his heart.

The guard of etiquette is not very expensive, and the biggest damage is that the Queen Mother’s incense cannot be carried out smoothly.

The houses where other sacrifices were stored were fine.

It seems more like...

But... Xie Fu raised his eyes and stared at Zhang Ping's back. It shouldn't be the one with the surname Zhang...

Lord Gong, neither...

So, is it...

"grown ups!"

The voice of the yamen runner suddenly interrupted Xie Fu's thoughts.

"Sir, it's not good! Someone outside came to report that there was also a fire in Shou Nianshan!"

Xie Fu was shocked, Zhang Ping was stunned, and another yamen runner rushed over.

"Two lords and the prefect, the prefect, ordered everyone in the county government to go to the lobby."

Zhang Ping turned his head and looked inside the house, and walked out of the door silently.

As soon as I stepped down the steps, a shadow flashed in the corner of the house, but it was the head of the slaughter.

He looked at Zhang Ping and the people beside him, and then he strode forward and bowed to Zhang Ping and said, "I have reported to the magistrate of the county. I have just captured a few people near the yamen. The Taoist priest who was walking with the magistrate yesterday was also among them. I have not reported to the magistrate of the magistrate."

Zhang Ping frowned again: "Where is my senior brother now?"

The head of the slaughter said, "It has been taken to the gate."

Zhang Ping took a step, and Xie Fu had to speak again: "Sir, the prefect is waiting for me to go to the lobby."

Zhang Ping bowed to Xie Fu: "I'm sorry Lord Xie accused the prefect of the prefect, and Zhang will arrive later."

Before Xie Fu answered, Zhang Ping and the captain rushed to the front yard with him.

Xie Fu sighed in his heart, "Stop, everyone has their own ideas and their own wishes. Others can't stop me, and I can't stop others. Turn around and go to the lobby.

The morning sun was rising, and the morning breeze blew away the mist full of fireworks. Outside the county government gate, the people watched from afar, covering their mouths and talking. Wumei struggled for a while under the control of several constables, looking at Zhang Ping who was rushing over, tears filled his eyes.

"A Ping—"

Zhang Ping stopped, and his eyes fixed on Wumei's side.

"grown ups……?"
Chapter completed!