Long County has a bright light, Long County Master gives full play to his gratitude, and the county government office has announced that Long County has donated all his salary this year to help disaster relief. This is not a small amount. Because of Long County’s special geographical location and no one comes here to serve as the county master, the salary here is several times higher than that in other places, but even so, no one comes here.

But these are not what the villagers care about. What they care about is the white money, which can buy a lot of rice.

In addition, the master of Longxian County was very kind and wrote a memorial letter to request the court to exempt Longxian from taxes for three years.

Now everyone in Long County is grateful and shouts to Master Qingtian.

Little did they know that the taxes in Long County are really not worth mentioning. Long County was almost the era of slash-and-burn farming, which was different from other counties. There were many trees here, very few flat land, and natural disasters often occurred, so it was impossible to plant rice on a large scale. The taxes collected by the imperial court were actually these rice. The taxes collected by Long County were not enough for the soldiers who escorted rice to eat and use them all over the place. In addition, Long County became more and more sparse in population, so the tax was in name only.

The court also knew this truth. At this time, Long County’s memorial request came again, so the emperor of the imperial capital directly stroked his pen and was exempted from taxes for three years.

So, there were lights and cannons everywhere in Long County.

There are not many other things in Longxian, but the ones that are most lacking are paper and gunpowder. Therefore, these things were made into lanterns and cannons, and then the lanterns were hung high and the cannons rose to heaven.

So, there were rows of lanterns with fangs and claws hanging high on the official road in Long County that could be finished by smoking a pot of dry tobacco, and the pungent smell of gunpowder came to his face.

A car drove in, and four tall horses drooped their heads and were covered in heat. They breathed out white mist and gasped, as if they would die suddenly in the next moment.

"Well!"

A sound appeared in the frame, and several horses slowed down their speed, and their spirits seemed to be much better, so they exhaled evenly and their rhythm was consistent.

After entering the official road, the speed of several horses slowed down again. A man with a sharp mouth and monkey cheeks pulled open the curtain of the frame, then looked at it, muttering, "Brother-in-law won't donate the money again, right?"

At this time, a boy also looked at everything around him curiously.

Strange and novel, it seems that everything here is filled with the breath of fireworks on earth. Mu Ming looked at the lanterns with a little joy in his eyes.

"Poor kid, do you know what that is?" the man pointed to the lantern.

Mu Ming shook his head and asked, "Uncle Shi Fang, what is that?"

It turned out that the man was named Shi Fang, and he was his uncle. Mu Ming knew his identity. As the old Taoist priest said, his parents were both nobles, especially his father, who was a Jinshi, but for some reason he was sent here to be an official.

"Just call me uncle. Don't be so disgusted. That's a lantern. Your abscess is helpless. Your parents are naturally extremely happy to know about it, but they also feel distressed. Let them find you a gentleman and study again."

Shi Fang looked at his nephew helplessly and felt a little distressed. His sister was worried that his children would hate them. The fact that the child had no more memories, but there was no difference. He used to live with the old Taoist priest, so it would be better if he didn't have any memories!

Mu Ming saw some people surrounding him, but his uncle waved his hand and shouted back. Xinran these people were afraid of their uncle.

However, someone asked from afar: "Master, who is this young man? He is handsome and handsome, and he doesn't seem to be a child of ordinary people!"

Shi Fang didn't want to pay attention, but when he heard the word "Master", he immediately spoke and said, "This is my nephew, and he is also the young master of our Long County. Don't be rude!"

"Oh, it turns out that it's the master's son. I saw that he was a dragon and phoenix among the people, so I didn't miss it!"

"Haha, our Long County is right behind. I heard that the master is leaving Long County, but I still can't bear to leave. Now, with the young ones, the old ones won't leave!"

"Don't be rude, this is a little master, not a little guy..."

"But I don't know if there was ever a marriage. My niece is only 28 years old..."

"Go aside, I'm so embarrassed to show off. My little daughter is almost ten years old this year and looks beautiful..."

"Your Ma Laosan's daughter is taller than you at the age of eight. A typical person is tall and big. I think it is better to match your Ma family. The young master is still the same as my granddaughter. The weak willow and the wind are warm and tender... Oh, the shameless Ma Laosan actually steals peaches!"

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When Shi Fang saw this scene, he laughed and said to Mu Ming: "Yes, you are not young anymore, you are sixteen years old... It's time to start a family. Your father is squatting at our house at the age of fifteen!"

But Mu Ming looked confused and didn't know what was said.

When Shi Fang saw it, he shook his head secretly and said, "That old Taoist priest is so shameless and despicable, but my nephew is so pure, it shouldn't be!"

The county government is connected to Zhang's house, with a wall in the middle, but there is an arch connecting. At this time, the county master rushed past the arch and hurried into the mansion. Before entering the study, he shouted: "I'm a nun, the dog from the Xia family in Hedongkou actually ran to the doghouse in the Meng family in Hexikou to talk about love. Just talk, why did you still keep the breed? Now, who is the dog raised by this bitch..."

A woman in the study held her forehead with her hands, and her husband was good everywhere, but she became a little impatient and then cursed.

"Master, you are a scholar!"

The woman told me that Mr. Zhang was stunned. When he saw his wife, he heard this again. He couldn't help but blushed, and then said, "The masters of other counties have made cases impartially, but the ones who have made cases of life are also impartial, but I have also made cases of death, but the ones who have made cases of love are the things that are like chickens and dogs... Why do you think the gap between being a human being is so big?"

Mr. Zhang walked into the study and sat on a rattan chair to complain. But the wife took out the regular clothes. Mr. Zhang also got up and changed into the official clothes. He seemed to want to say something, but the wife said, "Just manage your own affairs. Other counties are cases of dead people. You still think that our county can't die. Just be a human being, just be safe and safe. I see, there is nothing wrong with those chickens and dogs. If you handle their affairs well, you won't be uneasy!"

When Mr. Zhang heard this, he raised his eyebrows and then laughed: "Isn't it uneasy to the family? The wife can see through it thoroughly, why can't I understand it? You haven't seen those officials' hair turn white, but I, my black hair, makes them envious!"

Seeing this, Mrs. Zhang said, "Sister comes to report, my son is back!"

Mr. Zhang's body shook, and his previous expression disappeared, replaced by a strong sense of self-blame and guilt.

However, Mrs. Zhang said: "My son has lost his memory..."

"Amnesia?" Mr. Zhang was startled, then was overjoyed, "It's okay if you have amnesia, it's okay if you have amnesia!"

"Nonsense!" Mrs. Zhang held her forehead with her hands, feeling quite helpless.

Then, the couple left Zhang's house!
Chapter completed!