The days are as calm as flowing water, and there are not many splashes to churn. Of course, this is for Wood Name. Every day, they go out early and come back late, talk to their parents, and then fall asleep sadly. The parents also look relieved and enjoy such time.

My uncle was much more courageous and no longer afraid of Mrs. Zhang. And once he was so generous, he bought a thick wooden sackcloth for Mu Mingxin. Mrs. Zhang was not happy because Mu Ming no longer wore those gorgeous clothes after wearing this thick cloth.

Of course, this is also because Mu Ming sent those gold bars a few days ago, my uncle's eyes were straightened. However, Widow Lin cried and looked much more kind when she looked at Mu Ming. She even cooked a few dishes for Mu Ming, so my uncle was overjoyed and fed some wine to Mu Ming.

When the two returned to the Zhang Mansion, there were servants who reported it, so Mrs. Zhang naturally chased Shi Fang and beat her up. My uncle immediately woke up halfway, but Mu Ming was watching from the side, smiling.

On this day, Mr. Zhang prepared the frame, then waved to the three of them, and instructed: "The case at the village head is about to be closed. The black dog belongs to the Bai family. Don't make a mistake in the judgment!"

The uncle immediately became solemn and said, "Don't worry, brother-in-law, I will definitely not insult your reputation as Master Qingtian!"

Mr. Zhang got into the car, and the car had already walked away.

"Will there be bandits?" Mu Ming became worried. He heard that Long County was a county of bandits before. His father and the housekeeper went to the prefectures and counties. The journey was long, and Mu Ming was worried about robbers.

"Don't worry, what we lack most in the prefectures and counties now is bandits. The imperial capital sent monks to erase them all. There are not many people who have the courage to be bandits now."

My uncle patted Mu Ming on the shoulder and said, "You have to help me write official documents when you look back. It used to be my uncle's work, and now you can be the master!"

Mu Ming looked at Mrs. Zhang, but saw Mrs. Zhang nodding, and seemed to be unopposed, and said, "Your uncle is right. Long County is not as good as other places. This place is considered hereditary system. If we don't know the imperial capital, the position of this county master will be yours sooner or later. You can be familiar with it!"

But my uncle said on the side: "But you have to wait a few years. I will also take the position of the county master, and I will not be able to arrive at you then!"

Mrs. Zhang said: "What's the matter? Your brother-in-law has long since wanted to do it. She said she gave it to you and handed over the letter. But I guess she won't be able to approve it for a while. Please wait patiently!"

Mrs. Zhang sighed lightly, it was rare not to blame Uncle Shi Fang.

My uncle pursed his lips, but he didn't say anything.

Mu Ming also said goodbye to the two of them and walked towards the market.

At this time, Mrs. Zhang spoke softly and said, "Brother, tell me, the scene of you meeting the old Taoist priest that day!"

The uncle frowned and said, "What's wrong with sister?"

"It's nothing, maybe I was wrong!" Mrs. Zhang said to herself.

When Shi Fang heard this, he did not hesitate and said the request of the day again. After hearing this, Mrs. Zhang nodded silently and then entered the mansion.

But my uncle shrugged, not knowing what the purpose is.

Today, Mu Ming carried a cloth bag on his back and forth on the ridge of the field. Mu Ming watched an old ox plow back and forth in the dry land, and the pieces of black soil were carried up by the plow, rolling like water splashes.

Mu Ming held a brush in his hand, then drew something on the white scroll without dipping it ink, but just put the brush into his mouth from time to time, and waited until the tip of the nose was wet, and then started drawing again.

The plowing land was an old man. When the old man saw Mu Ming sitting on the ridge of the field, he said, "Brother, do you want to have some fun?"

Wooden name put down his brush and asked, "How to play?"

"Plow the land, old man, I'm a good crop-like person at your age..."

The old man waved to Mu Ming, who then took the scroll and brush, and then went down to the ground.

The old man showed joy and asked Wood Name how to plow the land. However, Wood Name seemed a little clumsy. The old man laughed loudly and didn't make fun of it. He patiently taught Wood Name.

Mu Ming thought it was interesting, and soon he saw the land under his feet also began to roll. Mu Ming became more happy and did not feel tired, so he kept urging the old ox to run away.

The old man nodded with satisfaction and said after about one stick of incense: "Stay..."

"Not tired!" Mu Ming smiled, but the old man pointed at the old yellow cow. But seeing that the old yellow cow was much slower, Mu Ming realized something and felt embarrassed to smile.

At this time, the old man took out a black package from a small tree on the edge of the field. The old man opened it carefully, but saw a few black cakes appear.

The old man said, "Young Master can eat?"

Mu Ming nodded and said nothing. He just felt a little hungry in his belly at this time, so he took a big bite, which was a bit rough, but the taste seemed to be bad, which was different from the usual place to eat.

When Mu Ming finished eating a cake, he took out the things he didn't bring. The old man's eyes lit up. At this time, Mu Ming also handed some cakes. The old man said, "This... is not good!"

Mu Ming said: "Can the old man eat?"

The old man was stunned. This was familiar. Then he didn't hesitate. He took a bite and chewed it slowly, and said, "The last time I ate this cake was last year. At that time, the natural disaster was caused by the county government. I heard that it was the county wife... Haha, that is, the cake baked by the young master's mother. Today, I am thanking the young master for his blessing. The young master's family is a good person..."

Mu Ming smiled, didn't say much, but he was very happy. Some people said good things about him, but he had no reason to be unhappy.

But at this moment, a servant went out and called to Mu Ming, "Young Master, Master, you are calling you home to try the case!"

Mu Mingbian said goodbye to the old man, and before leaving, he left the cake to the old man. The old man thanked him very much, and then watched Mu Ming leave.

"It's a pity. I got absentia at a young age. Although my behavior is a bit different, it's a good farmer!"

Mu Ming went directly to the county government office. This county government office is just separated from his own mansion by a wall, but this is the first time Mu Ming has been here.

At this time, the county government office was in chaos and noisy.

"Everyone let me go, I'm here!" A servant was waiting early at the entrance of the county government. When he saw his young master coming, he had already opened his throat and said in front of him. He was extremely rude and the crowd suddenly dispersed. The servants were very terrifying. Seeing Mu Ming pointing at him from time to time, he seemed to find it strange.

Mu Ming ignored it and just followed his servants into the county munition.

Mu Ming saw his uncle sitting high on a rattan chair behind an Eight Immortals table, with a solemn face but a sense of majesty. If it weren't for the sharp-mouthed face, he would have been full of power.

However, Mu Ming took his eyes back and then fell on the yamen runners on both sides. They said they were yamen runners. In fact, those people related to the case came to help. They saw that these people did not have uniform clothing, they all looked like ordinary people. Some people held hoes, some people held brooms, and some people held fire sticks. This was the case on both sides, and they stared at each other, as if they could start fighting at any time.

Mu Ming saw an old acquaintance, but it was Yang Laowu from the mutton shop. He was holding a broken bone hammer, which was extremely fierce.

Yang Laowu also saw Mu Ming, squeezed at Mu Ming, and then thrust his mouth. Mu Ming looked at him, but saw a woman kneeling on the ground, but her eyes were staring at an old man fiercely. The old man was not showing any weakness, and his eyes were as big as a cow's eyes glared fiercely.

Big eyes stare!

Mu Ming didn't know what happened, but at this moment my uncle knocked on the Eight Immortals Table, attracting everyone's attention.

Grooved wood!

Mu Ming has also become familiar with this sound these days, but it seems that the sound seems to be a little different from the past. Mu Ming couldn't help but look at it, but saw a brick being in his hand by his uncle. At this time, it was the brick that hit the Eight Immortals table heavily. The dust on the table suddenly became alarmed, flying everywhere like tiny flies.

Where is the gavel?

Just as I was thinking about this, a voice suddenly came from the yamen behind me: "Old Shi, you forgot to bring this wood! I almost let me burn it as firewood!"

Widow Lin appeared, holding a ruler-like thing in her hand, but at this time, there were sparks and white smoke rising from the thing, like a fairy mist.

My uncle jumped up immediately, then quickly crawled under the table, grabbed Widow Lin's arm, and said with a remorse: "I'm a mother, be careful of the child in my stomach. This broken thing will burn, it's not as good as that brick..."

As he said that, he ignored the eyes of others, he gently stroked Widow Lin's belly, and the masterful wood was thrown to the ground by Widow Lin. The white smoke was a little choked, and some people in the yamen coughed out.

People around him immediately whispered, and even the two families who were suing each other saw it, with a strange expression.

But my uncle didn't realize it at all. Widow Lin blushed and gently pushed her uncle, then whispered: "I'll wait for you tonight..."

After saying that, he lowered his head and picked up the awkward tree and stuffed it into his uncle's hand, "I will avenge you tonight!"

My uncle's eyes rolled, his face immediately became rosy, and his breathing became rapid. Others might not notice it, but Mu Ming could see clearly.

Widow Lin left, but his uncle watched Widow Lin disappear into the crowd with the sparks and white smoke.

After a while, my uncle came to his senses and saw Mu Ming again. He was embarrassed to smile, and then he vomited a few saliva on the gavel, and the white smoke and sparks on the givel disappeared.

This move stunned Mu Ming.

But everyone didn't realize that it wasn't the first time it happened. Someone said directly: "Master, did you ask Widow Lin to play the role of the county master last night to avenge you!"

The crowd immediately burst into laughter, but surprisingly, my uncle was not annoyed, and smiled at everyone, "What do you know? This is the secret of my couple, okay... let's try the case."

Then, he said to Mu Ming: "Nephew, you sit there... safer!"

Mu Ming looked in the direction he pointed, but saw a table and a chair hidden behind the county yard pillars, which seemed to be very hidden.
Chapter completed!