Chapter 11 Making a Game

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Outside the yamen gate, an old woman held a rolling pin with both hands and beat the stick in her hand against the injustice drum.

The broken rolling pin made her dance like a tiger, and it had the potential to break and cause the river to flow backwards.

"What an injustice..."

His gray hair was scattered in a mess of grass, if not this place was Shanyin County. Suche thought he met an old ghost from Guobei County this time.

"What are you doing? This is an injustice that cannot be beaten." The on-duty officer came forward with a fire stick and shouted loudly.

"Since it's an injustice, why can't it be beaten?" The old woman held the rolling pin horizontally in front of her chest. She looked like a master.

"I'm telling you, if you don't accuse her, it won't be a big deal. If you accuse her, you will be punished." The officer frowned and raised his hand, knocking the rolling pin in the old woman's hand to the ground with a stick of water and fire.

"You're so fucked up that you've lost your mind. You took the pig's head and invited the ghost of Impermanence back home to see a doctor. I've never seen you so stupid."

"Ah - I can't get over it..."

As soon as the old woman shouted, she ran towards the yamen servant. The yamen servant was no ordinary person either. He flew up and kicked the old lady a foot away.

"Damn it, you are so old. If you don't look where you are, what kind of authority can you show to your men? Will it be your turn for the county government to show off?"

After saying that, he spat a mouthful of thick phlegm onto the old lady's chest.

"Things that don't wake up."

Suche saw this scene in his eyes.

Come to think of it, that old lady shouldn't be a monster.

Having come to a conclusion, Mr. Su hid behind the door and waved his hand to the yamen servant.

"come here."

The yamen officer was staring at the old Sangmen star with amusement, but suddenly he heard someone shouting and was about to scold him back.

When he turned around and saw that it was the newly appointed county captain, he secretly said something bad.

This time I was unlucky, maybe I met someone who wanted to be a Qingtian.

"Greetings, little man..."

Before he finished speaking, he saw the handsome officer shaking his hand.

"Quite rich, right?"

"Ah?" The yamen servant was confused now.

"I'm telling you, if you don't have 30 million people in your family, you wouldn't dare to do that."

Suche asked the yamen servant to come over and give some more instructions.

"Go and ask her what's going on. You're welcome. Just use the same attitude as before."

The yamen servant was immediately confused.

What medicine is this person selling in his gourd?

"Shut up, you old pious woman."

The yamen servant yelled and cursed: "The yamen has yamen rules, so how can it be your turn to go crazy? The court rules mean that whoever knocks the drum of injustice will be beaten with a hundred sticks first."

"You want to fight even if you have an grievance?" The old woman gritted her teeth and stared at the government servant: "The black killer is still here to lie to people. I really think that the old woman is a fool. Do you know that the new county captain is my distant relative? Nephew?"

Suche couldn't help but not laugh out loud.

The yamen servant was subconsciously startled at first, and then recovered.

"Anyone who pretends to be an official will be beaten twenty more times. Hehe, just call here. When all the servants arrive, the brothers will ask you to see the men's hard sticks, so that you, an old woman, can have a good time. !”

What the hell are these lines?

The old woman was so frightened that she immediately didn't dare to speak.

This is why the government officials usually show their majesty.

The officer held his stick horizontally and read.

"I ask a question, and you answer a question. If there is any extra question, it will be recorded in the account, and we will tell you later."

The thick and big stick was placed in front of her. The old woman suppressed her anger and stopped yelling, but she kept looking at Suche.

She was also very discerning and didn't say much when she knew the official was coming.

"What's your name and where do you live?"

"The old slave's maiden name is Qin. She is married to Qi Zude, an oil seller in the south of the city. She lives in Jiahefang."

"How many people do you have in your family? What do you do for a living?"

"The family also has a son, a daughter-in-law, and a girl who has not yet left the court. The family has a tung oil business."

"Tongyou, that's a wealthy family. Why are you suing the official?"

"The daughter-in-law in the old slave's family was transformed by a fox demon, and she bewitched my blind old man. The innocent son was also deceived by the monster. She engaged in all kinds of things all day long, causing great harm to the old slave's family. …”

Then we will talk about how the fox demon behaves misbehaving at home.

"That's it..."

Suche stopped the old woman and gave instructions to the yamen servant.

"Send her back, tell them about the old woman's accusations, and ask them to take good care of her."

Then, Suche looked at the old woman on the other side: "You have to know that once the drum of injustice is heard, the case will be handled by the county magistrate. If the county magistrate is not in the county, you just use that broken rolling pin to break the drum." No one will take care of the case."

"Master, I am wronged, this old slave..."

"I know."

The old woman looked at Suche.

"My wife there is a monster..."

"I know."

"I...I..." The old woman's tongue was dry.

“The so-called bureaucracy means knowing everything, knowing everything, and doing everything, but in the end doing nothing.”

Suche used complicated words to explain another explanation of the four words "not doing anything."

"I'm sorry. You can go back to Li Zheng and follow the normal procedures. Then I will handle it seriously."

Suche asked the officer on the other side, "What's your name?"

"Ah, the villain Zhang San..."

"What a good name." Suche praised sincerely: "After you send her back, come back to me to revive her."

"The villain obeys your orders."

Watching the yamen officer drag the old woman further and further away.

Suche went back to the house to tidy up, found something, and went to find the landowner's book.

After drinking too much last night, the landowner took a rest in the county government office. He had a headache all night and hasn't fallen asleep yet.

Seeing Suche coming, he couldn't help but ask questions.

"Su Xianwei has a good drinking capacity and looks very energetic."

Because I have a great sword.

"Brother Tian still looks as charming as ever. Brother Tian's eyes are deep and his breathing is long. He must have cultivated himself."

"Hehe, I also went on a study tour in my early years and listened to it at Yuelu Mountain for two years."

"The four branches of Confucianism in the world, Guozijian, Bailudong, Yuelu, and Songyang, are the leaders of civil and military affairs in the world, and people look up to them."

Su Che remembered a piece of writing he had seen when passing by the Imperial College.

The gathering of learning is like an ocean, the majesty swallows up nine rivers, and who among the three religions in thousands of mountains dares to be respected?

The words are tempered into a sharp edge, the ink sword cuts through the floating clouds, and who else but me can rule the world peacefully?

It is the handwriting of Fan Xiwen, a Confucian of that generation.

The martial arts lineage was once considered the leader among the various lines of cultivation. From the words above, you can see his magnanimity in those days.

Even in this apocalyptic world where demons are rampant, the four lines of Confucianism are still powerful enough to make demon kings and demon lords fearful.

"I'm ashamed. Until now, I'm only at the ninth level of Confucianism."

The landowner looked at Su Che: "I wonder if it's inconvenient for me to be a good brother..."

"My little brother has never practiced."

That's just inconvenient.

The landowner secretly gave Suche a roll of his eyes, saying that if he didn't want to say anything, he wouldn't say it. It would be pointless to lie to others.

"This time I came to see the Lord Registrar, but there is something I want to ask of you."

"Brother, just tell me."

"When I came from home, I brought some things with me. Although they are not worth anything rare, it would be hard to tell my family if I lost them, so I wanted to put them in our daily treasury."

With that said, Suche handed a golden thing to the landlord.

"Is that so? It's easy to say, easy to say." The landowner took it seriously: "I'll put it in Chang Ying's library."

This thing looks neither gold nor wood. I wonder what kind of rare treasure it is that makes this person named Su value it so much. Could it be that it has the effect of assisting in spiritual practice?

This thing looks like a hand.

The landowner kept the thing in his hand and kept guessing where it came from.

"There is one more thing I want to tell you, sir. I have some arrangements today, so I won't be sitting in the Yamen hall."

Suche said with a smile: "In addition, I need to borrow a few government servants from the adults."

"Easy to say, easy to say." The landowner's secretary waved his hand: "Su County Lieutenant will just use whoever he likes."

"Then thank you, sir."

Suche saluted his colleague.