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Chapter 109 Night visits to the county magistrate's mansion

He Zhiran smiled: "To be honest with you, I am passing by here to visit relatives and will leave tomorrow."

As she said that, she looked around in a mysterious manner, and then asked in a low voice: "Old man, I heard that everyone is saying that the county magistrate's son was beaten. Is this serious?"

The old man was very cautious. After hearing He Zhiran's words, he looked around, leaned forward, and said mysteriously: "Since my little brother is a foreigner, the old man will simply tell you about Pingyang County."

He Zhiran looked very interested and listened.

The old man whispered: "Sun Jiabao is the only child in the county magistrate's family. He has been spoiled since he was a child. Because he is the county magistrate, he bullies men and bullies women in Pingyang County and does all kinds of evil. The people dare to be angry but dare not speak out...



If we talk about old men, I really admire the little girl who beat someone today for venting her anger on us Pingyang people."

Seeing that the other party was interested, the old man paused and continued.

"My little brother must have seen it when he entered the city. There is a fee of 5 cents per person to enter Pingyang County.

It's okay for a rich person, 5 cents is nothing, but it's difficult for ordinary people to get in and out once. They can only earn 15 cents at most for a day's work. It's a problem to have enough money to feed and drink their families.

Taking out 5 cents for the entry fee is simply killing them.

Especially those from the surrounding countryside who come to the city to work. In order to save the 5 cents they spend every day, they are reluctant to go home at night and just find a corner and spend the night."

The old man said and shook his head helplessly: "This world really doesn't allow people to live a good life..."

After seeing the old man take a few sips of tea, He Zhiran asked the most critical question.

"Old man, we charge 5 cents per person to enter the city. Is this what the county magistrate means?"

The old man sighed helplessly, looked around again, and then whispered: "Who dares to make such a decision except the county magistrate?"

"Then where was the money received used?" He Zhiran continued to ask.

The old man smiled bitterly: "Where can it be used? Isn't it all going into other people's private treasury?"

Although He Zhiran had already guessed this result, it was far less infuriating than hearing it with his own ears.

The little hands placed under the table clenched into fists, and in my heart I hated all the injustices of this era.

After knowing everything he wanted to know, He Zhiran had no intention of staying any longer. He stood up and said goodbye to the old man, and walked out of the teahouse slowly.

With the space, she didn't have to think about finding an inn. What He Zhiran wanted to do most right now was to punish the county magistrate and his son who were full of evil.

Anyway, the long night is long, and idleness is idleness.

He Zhiran wandered around for a while and found the county magistrate's residence.

Seeing that it was still early, she ducked into the space.

Finally seeing He Zhiran back, Mo Jiuye breathed a sigh of relief.

Although he had seen what He Zhiran was capable of, he was still worried that she would be in danger when she was alone outside.

"What did you find out?" Mo Jiuye asked with concern.

He Zhiran told Mo Jiuye everything the old man said, and also told Mo Jiuye his plan.

"After midnight, I plan to go to the county magistrate's house for a walk."

Mo Jiuye could guess what He Zhiran was going to do just by clicking her toes.

He deliberately straightened his body to show that he was unimpeded.

"I'll accompany you."

"No, you are injured, I can do it by myself." He Zhiran refused simply, leaving no room for Mo Jiuye to refute.

If a small county magistrate's house can't be managed, she won't have to hang out in the future.

Taking advantage of this free time, He Zhiran cooked in person and prepared a delicious meal for the two of them.

One of the dishes is her favorite braised bear paw.

The pressure cooker presses the bear's paws until they become soft and delicious, and the aroma is overflowing as soon as they come out of the pot.

In addition, she cooked some side dishes.

Mo Jiuye was full of praise for He Zhiran's cooking skills, no longer like before, he didn't show it if he thought it was delicious.

"If you open a restaurant with your cooking skills, the business will definitely be booming."

He Zhiran was not very sure about his cooking skills, but he was confident in the spices in the space.

Even a novice cook can still make delicious dishes with so many seasonings.

Especially in ancient times when supplies were scarce, what people usually ate was very bland. As long as the dishes had some new tricks and an improvement in taste, they would naturally become delicious.

However, given He Zhiran's temperament, she has no interest in opening a restaurant or anything like that. Even if she does, she just wants to be the owner behind the scenes.

After eating and drinking, the couple chatted for a while. He Zhiran asked Mo Jiuye to go back to the bedroom to rest first on the grounds that Mo Jiuye needed to recover from his injuries.

She herself quickly changed into a pair of night clothes and left the space.

The place where he appeared happened to be at the side entrance of the County Magistrate's Mansion. He Zhiran had already observed that no one was walking around there, so it was safer to go in and out.

After careful observation and seeing that there was no danger around him, He Zhiran took out the micro-drone from the space and at the same time, he also held a small monitor in his hand.

Press the switch on the remote control, and the drone slowly rises and empties.

He Zhiran used the remote control to control the drone, and at the same time used a small monitor to observe the layout of the county magistrate's house.

After understanding the general situation, she took a quick run and flew into the courtyard wall.

It is estimated that all the manpower has been sent out to search for the person who harmed Sun Jiabao. There are only two guards in the county magistrate's mansion today.

The two guards didn't seem to be hard-working people, and they were hiding in the corner and dozing off.

According to the information observed by the drone, He Zhiran took the lead in arriving at a larger courtyard.

Even though it was late at night, the lights were still brightly lit there.

He Zhiran nimbly climbed over the wall and then jumped onto the roof of the main house, gently peeling off a tile to look inside.

I saw an old man who looked to be about fifty years old, with a fat head and big ears, pacing back and forth with his hands behind his back.

Inside the room, a fat woman of similar age stood by the bed, wiping tears.

The person lying on the bed is undoubtedly Sun Jiabao.

Sun Jiabao's entire face was wrapped like a rice dumpling and he was rolling back and forth on the bed.

"Dad, I don't care about the child, you have to catch that woman for me, I want to make sure he doesn't live like this."

The woman patted Sun Jiabao's body and said with pity, "Don't worry, my son, your father has sent out all the officials to search for him, and he will never let the person who hurt you get away."

Sun Lin also stopped and said pitifully: "Anyone who hurts my son in Pingyang County will definitely make her life worse than death."

As soon as he finished speaking, two people dressed as old ladies came in, each holding a soup cup in his hand.

The woman personally took the soup cup and coaxed Sun Jiabao to take the medicine.

When He Zhiran saw this, he felt that it was not interesting anymore. He took out the homemade incense from the space, lit it, and stuffed it into the gap exposed from the roof.

After a while, the five people in the room, including the two old ladies, fell asleep one after another.


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