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Chapter 55(2/2)

County Magistrate Shao sighed again and went to the door to welcome the newly invited doctor to see the Gaogong.

Several famous doctors in the county took turns to take the pulse, saying that it may be caused by fatigue, and no major problems, so it is better to have more rest. A few warm tonics were prescribed.

In the evening, the Gao Zhifu really didn't cough much. The magistrate Shao came to persuade the Gao Zhifu to have a meal and asked the Gao Zhifu to go to the temple to rest early.

Gao Zhifu said that he would look at the confession of the file tonight, so he would still stay in the county government office.

Magistrate Shao had no choice but to prepare again.

All the officials of the county government were waiting for the order in the corridor. Li Zhuan said to the magistrate Shao: "The magistrate also needs to arrange the magistrate's food and medicine, and let the rest of the miscellaneous work be shared."

County Magistrate Shao said: "Well." He gave some chores to everyone, and then took Li Zhubu's hand and said, "Huaida, you are always safe, so you will take care of our county."

Li Zhuan Li said: "I will do my best to do my best to do my job."

Everyone went to work hard, and Master Li went back and forth to inspect. The room of Gao Zhifu had been used in the morning, and it was easy to arrange it, but it was not easy to say. It had to be cleaned. After using the quilt, it was no longer soft. After changing it again, it had to be exactly the same. The prefect could not see it. There were also the corresponding directions of the teacup and teapot handles, and so on.

Master Li checked one by one and suddenly caught a glimpse of the case: "Even if the prefect is resting at night, he may also use pens and ink, why haven't he prepared it yet?"

The subordinate said: "I'm afraid the weather is cold, and the ink ingots are not easy to dissolve. The paper is not entrusted to ink. The Tang clerk went to the warehouse to get the good ink and new paper."

Master Li said oh, and someone went back and forth to get out of the room for another matter.

After a while, Tang Shuli came over with paper and ink, and the old servant at the door fell and said, "I'm waiting for Tang to take the room."

The Tang clerk said: "More work, more work."

After entering the room, I placed the ink cartridges, and then shook the paper apart and folded it.

The cleaning servants were very curious: "Why is it so troublesome?"

The Tang Shujian said, "You don't know that Gao Zhifu often uses the gentleman Xuan of Liansheng Pavilion in the capital. There is no such good paper in the county government, so I have to find a similar one. However, the folding style of Liansheng Pavilion is different from that of other families. It is not like the piles we often use, but there are whole pieces, single folds for official documents and letters, and they must be prepared separately to avoid the inconvenience of the prefecture's use."

The old servant sighed, "I don't know if the prefect is used, but I just have to worry about it. I just regret that the villain is stupid and must be so sensible as Tang Zhangfang."

The Tang Shujian said: "I have to do it for a while. If you have something else, you can go there first."

The county magistrate was assigned to part of the tent, which was not enough. The prefect's case trial office was waiting for help. The old servant smiled and said, "The Tang palm room is ready, just put the door together first." He took a few servants out.

The Tang Shujian said: "Here you help me get to the door first, don't let the wind blow the paper."

The door of the room was closed, and the clerk Tang focused on origami. After folding it for a while, he raised his head and rubbed his shoulders, slowly walked out of the table and walked into the room.

The house was silent, and the corridor was silent. Standing under the window, there was no sound.

Tang Shuli rubbed his shoulders and his arms, walked back and forth a few steps, walked to the edge of the desk under the window, and as if he was casually lifting up the incense burner cover, picked up the incense plate in the furnace, looked at it, and put it back. Cover the incense burner cover, and turned around.

I couldn't help but froze.

In the room, there was one more person standing beside the desk of the paper and looking at him with a faint eyes.
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