After the county magistrate finished speaking, he looked at Yue Zhongyao intently.
The person in front of him was personally selected by him in order to balance the forces of all parties. He had only been promoted for a few months, and he did everything he was told to do. He was young and capable, which made him extremely satisfied.
The most important thing is that he has no background and is not attracted by anyone. If he wants to move up, he can only rely on his parents.
He is extremely easy to use.
And if he wants to move up the position of seventh-grade county magistrate, there are not many useful people at his disposal, so he cannot do it by himself.
Just when he was secretly happy to have hired a useful person, he didn't expect that it would only take long before the person in front of him handed him his resignation.
Zheng Zhixian heard Yue Zhongyao bowing and saying: "Yes, sir. I asked you to resign half a month ago. You asked me to complete this task before resigning. I really
There is a reason why I have to resign. Besides, I don’t understand what it means to be loyal to the court and the people. I just want to live a stable and smooth life with my wife and daughter."
Yue Zhongyao organized his words slightly and then said: "On that bloody battlefield, I was thinking all the time that if I could survive, I would stay by my wife and daughter's side day and night, and not dare to leave for a moment.
This subordinate doesn’t have any great ambitions. No matter how hard he worked or worked hard in the past, it was all for the sake of allowing his wife and daughter to live a better life. Please take note of the fact that this subordinate has been doing his job with all his heart for more than a year.
I can grant my subordinate’s request.”
After Yue Zhongyao finished speaking, he bowed to the ground.
The county magistrate felt a headache after hearing this.
He was very distressed at this time.
He has the direct power to appoint and remove the head catcher. If it doesn't happen, it can be postponed for a while. Now that the family situation is right in front of him, he can't find any reason to shirk it.
The county magistrate's mind was racing, and Fang said: "You want your wife and daughter to live a stable and stable life, and there will be no conflict with your current official duties? I also know that they are in the country, and you can't take care of them, but you can't take care of them."
Wouldn't it be enough to just come and live in the city? You can help me with peace of mind and take care of them. Wouldn't it be great to have both conveniences?"
Yue Zhongyao smiled bitterly after hearing this.
If only it were that simple.
Not to mention whether Jin Niang agrees or not, but if his mother finds out that he only brought Jin Niang and her daughter to the city, and left her and her father in the countryside, what kind of trouble will there be.
And if he brings in a whole family, not to mention whether his salary can support the whole family, Jin Niang is not willing to live with his mother.
Yue Zhongyao's head was as big as a bucket.
In that dark night, he listened to Jin Niang sobbing alone in her sleep at night. His heart hurt so much that he made up his mind.
He couldn't live without Jin Niang no matter what, and he couldn't let his own flesh and blood call someone else his father.
Yue Zhongyao bowed again and said: "Sir, my subordinates really have no choice but to do this. There are many talented people among you, and it doesn't necessarily have to be a humble job. But a humble job is really needed in the humble family."
The county magistrate really couldn't understand the man in front of him.
You say he has no ambition? That's not entirely true. He has worked hard, fought, and strived for improvement. He is someone who wants to achieve something.
But with the situation in front of me, it seemed like we were too affectionate.
How many people have climbed up from being a handyman to the position of being the head catcher. The position of eighth-grade county captain is clearly in sight, but at this time, they have to abandon everything just to go home to their mother-in-law and children to warm the kang?
The county magistrate shook his head and smiled bitterly.
He is such a passionate person. Why don't he have a few people like him?
Either they cannot afford to be supported, or they only have power in their eyes.
The county magistrate did not agree or refute. He just waved his hand to Yue Zhongyao and asked him to go back and think about it for a few more days. We would talk in a few days.
Yue Zhongyao opened his mouth to say more. Seeing that the magistrate had put his forehead on his forehead and closed his eyes, he had no choice but to say goodbye.
Yue Zhongyao returned to his residence, cleaned himself up, fell on the bed and wanted to sleep, but he didn't expect that his mind was in chaos, like thousands of horses galloping on the battlefield.
Those bloody four years were a nightmare that he never dared to mention again.
Originally, people like them who came from the countryside to recruit men, without any experience and without any skills, would not be placed on the front line before the war, but would only do miscellaneous tasks.
It's like being in a stable or kitchen, or transporting grain and grass, and so on.
He has worked in the stable, the kitchen, the grain transportation department, the warehouse...everywhere. No place on the battlefield can last long, people die at any time, and new people are replaced.
After working here for a few months, or even a day or two, you may be sent to another place.
He moved to several places in a row, and by chance he was noticed by someone for his strength and good archery skills, so he was carried to the front of the war.
I still remember the first person he killed. The person was just like him, inexperienced, with fear in his eyes. He just waved it so hard, and the person's blood spurted out...
The man fell straight to the ground, and then was stepped on by someone who came up from behind...
The man's blood was spattered on his clothes, everywhere...
He couldn't close his eyes for several days. Whenever he lay down at night, the dead man's wide-open eyes appeared before his eyes...
Later, he killed more and more people. His superior was right, if you don't kill people, people will kill you.
There was more and more blood on his hands, and there was an indelible smell of blood on his body. It was so strong that it made him vomit just from smelling it.
Gradually, after killing more people, I became numb. Instead of washing off the blood on my body after returning to the camp as before, I took advantage of the rare opportunity to catch the empty space, fall down and sleep.
Even in a smelly stable, in a ditch, or in the mud, as long as he heard the order: "Rest where you are!" he would seize the time to sleep to replenish his energy, and he could fall asleep even while standing.
He just wants to live.
He came back alive to see his beloved wife, whom he had married for less than half a year.
He had only one thought in his heart: survive, survive.
In his spare time, besides sleeping, he used a horizontal knife to carve hairpins for his beloved wife.
The wooden branches picked up casually were carefully carved in various colors in the hands to pass away the feeling of longing, to pass the time, and to forget the bloody scene.
He is extremely skilled in twisting, and his skills are no less than those of craftsmen who specialize in making hairpins. But in a place like that, where can anything be left?
It would be nice to come back with a life.
Jin Niang, do you know that you are my belief in survival? You have supported me for four years, and now you are leaving me?
Why don't you let me die on the battlefield...
Yue Zhongyao's eyes were hot, he turned sideways and buried his face in the quilt...
Yue Zhongyao slept for two hours, got up at noon, and walked out.
There has to be a resolution.
There is always one party who is sorry, so how can we have both loyalty and loyalty since ancient times?
It's because he thought too simplistically. It's been him who's been obsessed with things this year.
The small courtyard where Liu's mother and daughter rented was quiet. Yue Zhongyao knocked on the door for a long time, but no one answered the door.
Yue Zhongyao sat blankly on the threshold and waited for a stick of incense before he saw Mrs. Liu slowly appearing at the other end of the alley carrying a few oil paper bags.
"Zhong, Zhongyao?"
"Aunt Liu."
Yue Zhongyao sat up from the threshold, patted the back of his buttocks, and stood up to greet him.
"Zhongyao is here? When did he come?" Mrs. Liu looked at Yue Zhongyao with a somewhat evasive look.
Yue Zhongyao was slightly surprised, but he didn't show it.
He took the package from Mrs. Liu and waited for Mrs. Liu to open the door.
Mrs. Liu hesitated for a moment, then handed the package in her hand to Yue Zhongyao, took out the key from her arms and opened the door.
The two entered the yard one after the other.
The aroma of meat emanating from the oil-paper bag made Yue Zhongyao's mouth water, and his stomach became even more noisy.
I rushed back from a neighboring county early in the morning and didn't even have time to eat breakfast. I didn't bother to have a delicious lunch when I came back, so I came here right after I woke up.
Yue Zhongyao lowered his head and looked at the several oil-paper bags in his hands. The oil-paper bags were filled with the aroma of meat, and there were oil stars sprouting from the oil paper.
The oil paper is not difficult to recognize, it is the mark of Fu Ji, a century-old shop.
Fu Ji is a century-old brand in Qingchuan City. Its cooked food is well-known in neighboring cities and counties. It is also found in some large cities.
His meat dishes and some dishes that go with wine are particularly famous. The braised pork chop is a specialty in the store. How many people in Qingchuan City queue up outside before the food is even served.
You can see long queues on East Street every morning and evening, which has become a scene in Qingchuan city.
That braised pork chop costs two taels of silver. Most small families can't afford it. But for two taels of silver, a small family in the city can eat it for a month.
In order to save pen and ink money for her son, and save food and expenses, Mrs. Liu wished she could break one penny into two cents. She was reluctant to go there and wait in line to buy one for two taels of silver.
Yue Zhongyao also brought one to them when he first came to visit them, but it was only once and it caused him pain for a long time. It was still money borrowed from everywhere.
Now, in addition to the hoof and poultry, this oil-paper bag probably also contains some of Fu Ji's other meats.
If these bags don't have five taels of silver, I'm afraid I won't be able to buy them.
Mrs. Liu saw Yue Zhongyao's gaze and accepted it hurriedly. She hurriedly carried it to the kitchen and put it away before letting Yue Zhongyao into his son's room.
The Liu family didn't have a flower hall for entertaining guests, not even a main room. They had no choice but to let him sit in Liu Youcai's room.
"Why are you free today? Aren't you on business in a neighboring county?" Mrs. Liu poured a glass of water for Yue Zhongyao and asked.
Yue Zhongyao took it, took a sip, nodded and said, "Yes. I won't be back until noon."
Yue Zhongyao was not good at words.
Originally, when he came to Liu's house, he was the one listening, and Mrs. Liu kept talking. Today, Mrs. Liu has also calmed down.
The two sat opposite each other, neither knowing what to say.
Mrs. Liu raised her head and glanced at Yue Zhongyao, feeling regretful in her heart.
The person in front of her is undoubtedly the best candidate, she is affectionate and righteous. Even if her children are unfilial in the future, she will not worry about what happens after her death.
But now...
Mrs. Liu sighed and looked up at Yue Zhongyao. The man in front of her was more mature and stable than she had seen a year ago. He was someone who could be trusted with confidence. But now... (To be continued. If you like this work, welcome
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