Thanks to the waning pressure from Xinjin, the world has calmed down a lot.

Compared to the endless stream of new orders, Mincheng has recently seen a series of new things that are different but are better than life or death.

Following the turmoil in Chenjiatai, Mincheng's tycoons seemed to have some subtle relationships with the county government.

Five days later, the county magistrate, who had been praying all day in the mansion and was frightened, finally received news.

Almost all the masters of Wu Shetang came to Chenjiatai because of nothing else but the way of apologizing.

It has been a long time since the Yamen opened the door seriously. In the hot weather, the paint on the door fell all over the floor, and some weeds on the bluestone and the rust stains even covered the threshold.

The Dragon King led the way. He specially prepared a white linen gown today as a sign of modesty.

But it was such an unspoken expression that the people in Chenjiatai couldn't understand. They rushed to the gate of the county government office with curiosity, especially looking forward to what it would be like when Wu Shetang collided with the county magistrate.

The trip caused a sensation. When the county magistrate just received the news, he was so frightened that he sat down on the Taishi chair and his whole body went limp. He kept mumbling some elegant poems by his predecessors.

"Sir, do you see this or not?"

The flustered words still couldn't erase the decision at hand. The county magistrate suddenly felt a chill on his back. When he heard the name of Wu She Tang, he kept thinking of the decapitated corpse that day, and frowned with hatred and despair.

"Is it possible to not imagine it? Guan'er is picked from the dead man's head, and life is given by the Dragon King! But..."

The chief clerk has been following him for a long time, and he can roughly guess the character of the county magistrate. He obviously sees that the magistrate's unspeakable secret is just to save face.

But the matter concerned Mincheng's giant Dragon King, who came to visit in person. None of the people in the city knew that this was either a very serious matter or a major disaster had occurred in Mincheng.

In the dilemma, the chief clerk actually understood the self-esteem that the county magistrate should have as a master. After a long time, he said to the county magistrate during the tea delivery: "Sir, Ye Yong is a stupid young man. If he dies, at least he will give him something."

The house is suddenly awakened, so you can’t do things too recklessly.”

"Then...then you mean to meet?"

"The villain is telling the truth. Don't be offended, sir. In the final analysis, it was Ye Yong who disgraced the county government, not Long Xihe who slapped the sir in the face..."

"Shut up!" Before the chief clerk could finish his words, the county magistrate became anxious. He tilted his head and yanked the chief clerk's cheek, which immediately became red and swollen. "It also depends on the owner when beating a dog, not to mention

That Long Xihe killed my people without asking any questions, I have to give Chen Jiatai an explanation for whatever he said, they should know it by now!"

"Sir...Sir, I have already ordered my family to keep this secret the next day. The people in Chenjiatai don't need to explain it, but you don't know whether it is important to explain it. At least I feel that it is very hot outside in this hot day.

, it is not very etiquette for you to make your old friend of Wu Shetang wait for a long time."

Inside and out, every sentence of the master's book hit the important point without revealing it completely. The county magistrate's expression softened a lot. He pretended to be angry and hit the master's forehead as punishment. His health improved slightly.

come over.

"Do you still need to teach me about bad etiquette? What kind of old friend? Don't say it so harshly!"

The chief clerk was also forced by the power of Wu She Tang. After the county magistrate had just punished him, even though his face was slightly injured, it didn't matter. He opened his mouth and closed it as he should, and made preparations to meet the Dragon King of Wu She Tang.

At noon, the sun was dazzling, especially in such a wide place in front of the county government office, where more than ten or twenty people were exposed to the sun.

The Dragon King is the leader of the Black Snake Hall, but he is worried about how to find a suitable solution when he meets the county magistrate.

There is always a Red Mastiff by his side. With so many people here this time, no matter what he thinks, he should give the county magistrate who is desperate for face some face.

"Xi He, I am a member of the government and we are a member of the road. You have to distinguish this clearly at any time. No matter how much you don't think about it, you have to give me the Dragon King's face later. What should I do?

That’s it!”

"Gang leader..."

"You don't need to explain. It doesn't matter whether we have a county government in Mincheng or not, but what you should know and always remember is that we must not fall out with the county government!"

The group of people immediately calmed down their original arrogance, and the Dragon King also looked slightly uneasy when he spoke.

At this moment, the gate of the county government office opened with a creak.

A head popped out of the crack in the door. When he saw the situation outside, he was so frightened that his legs became weak. He turned around and covered his heart, trying to convince himself that it was really just a visit.

"You little slave, I asked you to welcome the leader of the Dragon Gang, what the hell..."

Before the chief clerk could finish his words, he saw the yamen servant pointing to the door with an aggrieved look on his face, and cold sweat broke out on his forehead: "Sir, you are not here to visit me. Although this servant is a big warrior,

I’m used to seeing it, but I never thought the scenery outside is so amazing!”

"Forehead?"

Seeing that the yamen servant didn't look like he was lying when he spoke, the chief clerk began to feel a little timid, and he took another step back from the step he had already taken.

I couldn't help but think: Such a visit should have the demeanor of a visit, but if the visit turns out to be a pretense and actually comes to the county government to stir up trouble, it might as well be another big trouble. Should this door be opened or not?

Just as I was thinking about it, there was a sudden commotion outside the door. It turned out that the new melons on the stall of a melon farmer were favored.

"You have to have a dozen melons with small eyes, money is money, melons are melons! If the melons are not sweet, their flesh will look like yours!"

The one who raised his voice was the Red Mastiff, who was born with an aura of life and death. Even his speaking voice was extremely strong. Not only did the vendors around him lose their voices, but the chief registrar and servants of the county government were also covered in ashes.

Shivering.

The Dragon King often ignored the market, so he didn't even think about the things between suffering and survival. But maybe because of his feelings, he just said a few red mastiff words in an understatement and perfunctorily.

The melon was chewed up and sucked away, but the two people in the county government did not dare to make a decision.

As the chief clerk, I had given myself a legitimate reason many times to open the door to welcome him, but I made the mistake of muttering many times.

He didn't dare to think whether the bloodthirsty words of Red Mastiff just now also contained anger towards the Yamen. Maybe even the head of Wu Shetang had connivance towards his subordinates.

After waiting so long outside the yamen, they had already eaten all the melons, but the people in Wu She Tang still seemed indifferent.

If this continues, something big will happen. The only one waiting impatiently is the county magistrate. At this moment, he is eager to find out the purpose of the Dragon King's visit, whether it is good or bad, but no one has come after so long, so he goes out on his own.

I want to take a peek.

Coincidentally, it was the clerk's hesitation that helped the county government resolve more misunderstandings.

Just when the magistrate had just stepped into the courtyard, the chief clerk smacked his forehead and took off the latch of the door.

As the door of the mansion rang again, everyone in Wu Shetang, who had been a little agitated, became quiet.
Chapter completed!