Luochuan lived in this rather remote Luo Mansion.

Every day, I get up early to practice swordsmanship, practice at noon, and practice qi at night. During this period, I will walk around the mansion and take a look at the recliner under the trees in the garden. I will take a moment of rest on the lounge chairs under the trees in the garden, and I will also stare at the swimming fish by the small pond for a while, making the young man's life look like he was retired, and he is even more home-doned than when he was in Zhongjing City.

If his practice these days is considered diligent, Siqi can be called crazy. She was unambiguous when she started fighting with the male guards of the protons in Zhongjing City. This time, she was probably really stimulated. She practiced silently all day long, and she wished she wouldn't sleep. After a few days, her body would be tired first if she didn't improve much in her cultivation.

So, when the county government office sent someone to invite Luo Chuan to complete some necessary processes on this day, Luo Chuan called Shang Siqi to join him.

Of course, the old coachman and a team of court guards were also walking with them.

The carriage is no longer the one I got from Shiban Town, but it is originally found in Luo Mansion. The carriage is tall and spacious, covered with thin but tough metal on all sides, especially the lower half of the metal is carved with some mysterious textures that are sunken. I think the defense of this carriage is quite considerable when something really happens.

Siqi sat in the corner of the carriage and closed her eyes to practice. Even if the carriage was bumping on the stone pavement, she couldn't open her eyes. Luo Chuan was reading a book in front of the window, replacing the position of the once beautiful woman.

The books are a bit old, they are originally found on a small bookshelves in this carriage. Most of them depict the mountains and rivers of the mainland, including the southeast, west and northwest, and a few are Western barbarians written by humans. Many of them are already ruined, but they are still neatly placed there.

Luo Chuan picked up one by one, looked through it briefly and put it back, and it seemed that he did not have the desire to read it carefully.

Just after Luo Chuan glanced through the books in the carriage, the carriage stopped. Luo Chuan and the others got off the carriage and could see the prefect's palace from afar. The county government office in front of him was about 100 meters away from the palace. During this period, most of the people walking were official waiters, and they walked hurriedly, and they did not look at Luo Chuan and his party with too much attention.

Luo Chuan instructed the palace guards to wait on the street in front of the yamen. He looked up at the two big words "Zhengshi" on the yamen plaque, and walked into it with the old coachman and Siqi.

The defense power in the yamen was average. Luo Chuan and his men only went in and went through two simple inspections. After verifying their identities, they were respectfully invited into the deepest yard in the yamen.

On the east side of the yard, there is a row of four or five meters high houses, which are obviously taller than other buildings. There is a stone sign in front of the door of each large house, which says the office official position of the Luochuan and others were taken straight to the house in the center of the row of houses.

"The elder is waiting for you, please come in," the yamen official who came to pass the order bowed to Luochuan and looked at the old coachman and Siqi, "You two can wait in the side hall."

The old coachman shook his head and stood on the side of the door of the house with his eyes closed, "I'm waiting here."

Siqi then stood beside the old coachman.

Luo Chuan glanced at the word "county magistrate" on the stone sign in front of the door, and smiled and pushed open the door and went in.

The big house was high and wide, and the arrangement of furniture and objects was relatively scattered. Apart from a thick wooden table and four simple chairs in the middle of the hall, nothing could attract more attention from visitors.

Including the old man who was hunched over in the upper chair, lowered his head and closed his eyes to rest.

Luo Chuan glanced at the furnishings in the house and gently closed the door. Then he could only go to see the only old man in the house. The old man he had met at the court meeting a few days ago looked very old. The skin on his face was folded layer by layer, white hair, white eyebrows and white beard, and a black and red uniform. Every part of his body was emitting death energy, which was really not far from being buried.

So when such a person opens his eyes, the vitality in his old eyes surprised Luo Chuan.

"I've seen the young master," the old man smiled and stood up and bowed slightly, his movements were still relaxed and he was not old enough.

"How can the elders salute to the younger generation?" Luo Chuan smiled and walked forward a few steps forward and said to the elders in front of him. "I will be the ward of Cangyan County soon. At that time, I will be the elders' subordinates. Especially the younger generation does not know much about this political path, so I will ask the elders to give me more advice."

The old man did not give in much humility, but Shi Shi received a tribute from the prefect of the prefect, and then sat down and said, "Sit down, actually, the young master should understand that today I came to see the old man's so-called "county magistrate's re-examination" was just a formality. Not to mention that the prefect was already at the court meeting, it was a grievance to go to Cangyan to be a county guard."

Luo Chuan sat down with a smile and said, "It's not a pity. If the younger generation cannot manage Cangyan well, the people there will be a pity."

"The first thing that the young master thought of was the people at this time. The prefect did not misjudgment," the old man smiled, nodded and stroked his beard, then picked up the paper and pen on the table and wrote the words, and did not look at Luochuan. "The land in Cangyan Basin is actually a good place, but because it is surrounded by mountains on three sides and hung alone. Although Western barbarians are not as vicious as Southern barbarians in recent years, being surrounded by Western barbarians still makes it difficult for most people to feel at ease, so it has become the so-called "exile place" that no great nobles are willing to go..."

The old man looked up at Luo Chuan's smiling expression and lowered his head to continue writing. "The folk customs in Cangyan's border areas are relatively strong, and the martial arts are also forced by the objective environment. The people are actually quite simple, but the villagers have many powerful people, which often affects the whole body..." He paused and said slowly, "If you want to stand firm in Cangyan, the prefect's letter will naturally have this strength, but if you want to stand in Cangyan, you must truly hold the leader among these people..."

Luo Chuan's expression remained unchanged, and his voice was slightly lowered, "Sir, I want to go to Cangyan to be an idle person. If I can do something for the people in my spare time, I will naturally be happy. I should not be able to do other things."

"Young Master knows how many years have I been sitting in the position of the county magistrate?" The old man suddenly looked up and asked a question that seemed irrelevant. Before Luo Chuan could reply, he stretched out three fingers. "It's been thirty-seven years," he continued to lower his head to write, "What do you think I can sit in the position of the county magistrate for so many years? It's just an absolute loyalty to the two generations of prefects."

Luo Chuan said nothing, and the old man looked up at him again, suddenly laughed, "You look very much like your mother."

Luo Chuan was shocked and his smile became even brighter.

"The prefect is a person who values ​​love today," the old man sighed and shook his head. "He paid a considerable price to give your mother and you a title, so you can be the legitimate eldest son of Lijun. Now, he asked you to go to Cangyan, you can rest assured."

Luo Chuan still smiled but didn't say anything.

Just as the old man was about to say something, a scream suddenly came from outside the yamen.

A mess...
Chapter completed!