In the third year of Shengyuan, it was the third day of the second lunar month.
In the blink of an eye, the New Year has passed.
For the people in the capital city, the New Year in the third year of Shengyuan was no different from previous years.
I heard that there was an evil riot outside the city and many people died, but even if it was just on the outskirts of the capital, it would not affect the capital after all. Therefore, this mess that made Supervisor Tiansi anxious was just a few words in the eyes of the people.
On New Year's Eve, after the present Emperor Pei offered sacrifices to heaven and ancestors, he distributed rice, flour, grain and oil to the people in the city.
The things were not worth much, but they really gained a good reputation among the people.
Other than that, there is nothing noteworthy about the New Year.
...
East of the city, Lin Mansion.
After Lu Zhaoer had breakfast, he stood up with his sword on his back and prepared to leave.
"Are you leaving today?" Lin Ji asked.
"My colleagues in Jingzhou have suffered a lot of casualties in the past month. Although I am the general manager, I was seconded to Mr. Sun before, and now I am still a member of the Jingzhou government. Delaying this matter for one month is already the limit.
." Lu Zhaoer said.
If it weren't for Lin Ji, she would have joined the demon-slaying colleagues long ago without delaying for a second.
"Why are you so interested in this thankless job?" Lin Ji sighed softly and stood up to see him off.
The two of them came to the door of Lin Mansion side by side. Lu Zhaoer waved his hands and walked quickly towards the direction of Jingzhou Mansion.
Lin Ji kept watching Lu Zhaoer until her back was no longer visible, and then he looked away.
Just as he was preparing to return home, he happened to see an old man walking out slowly from the Lu Mansion diagonally across the street, his hands behind his back.
"Mr. Lu Guo." Lin Ji saluted quickly.
Lu Guangmu looked at Lin Ji with a hint of frost on his face.
"Boy, Zhao'er hasn't even passed your door yet! I've been running to your house every day for more than a month, how unbecoming it is."
Lin Ji had a frightened look on his face, but secretly curled his lips.
Your old man lives next door. If you have any objections, why can't you express them directly? Why are you venting your anger on me when the rightful owner is gone?
But this is just what I think about in my heart.
"Lu Guogong Haihan, I will try to pay more attention to him from now on."
Hearing this, Lu Guangmu didn't feel like saying anything else. After snorting coldly, he turned around and returned to the Lu Mansion.
After Lu Guangmu also disappeared, the fear on Lin Ji's face suddenly disappeared.
It was really frustrating to be beaten for no reason.
But he couldn't afford to offend the other party, and he couldn't offend him even if he could, so he had no choice but to accept the loss of being dumb.
"I'll steal wine from your wine cellar another day." Lin Jidi muttered a few words and returned home as well.
...
At noon, Lin Ji dressed up and went out. After leaving the city, he went straight to the blacksmith shop outside the city.
Several days had passed since the agreed time to retrieve the Thunder Cloud Bead, but Lin Ji was not in a hurry. The blacksmith shop would not run away anyway, so he waited until Lu Zhaoer went out to run errands before preparing to retrieve the Thunder Cloud Bead.
After crossing the dense forest, Lin Ji soon saw the blacksmith shop in the clearing in the forest.
But he didn't see Huo Bubiao, who was always lying on the open ground smoking a pipe.
"Damn it, you can't really run away." Lin Ji was shocked, don't let his words come true.
With a few quick steps, Lin Ji quickly arrived at the door of the blacksmith shop. He opened the door and found that it was empty except for a bed and a set of tables and chairs.
All the rest of the stuff was gone.
"Isn't it possible that the old guy really took my Lei Yunzhu and ran away? What does he, a monk who is about to live, want to do with Lei Yunzhu?" Lin Ji frowned.
With some doubts, Lin Ji could only go back to the capital first.
Anyway, Fang Yunshan introduced him, so Huo Bubiao should have known about Fang Yunshan's decision to go to Fang Yunshan.
Although this matter was inexplicable, Lin Ji was not too panicked.
Ever since he almost entered Taoism in the Royal Treasure House, he has paid less attention to Lei Yunzhu.
"I still don't know if the Great Way on the Thunder Cloud Bead is suitable for me...but it is still a natural treasure. No matter whether it is suitable or not, it will be worth a lot of money even if it is sold for money. I still have to find out why."
Soon, Lin Ji arrived at the Chief Office of Jian Tiansi.
There was no rush to find Fang Yunshan. Lin Ji had been idle at home for a long time, and he always had to be concerned about the commander's errands.
Even if it's just for show.
Arriving at the general office, he opened the door to his study room.
Sure enough, Wang Zheng was busy writing in the dark. Seeing the pile of scrolls on his desk, Lin Ji nodded with satisfaction.
"That's right. You've been fulfilling your duties during these days when I wasn't here. That's good."
"Master Lin is here, a rare visitor."
"What did you say?" Lin Ji glared.
"Nothing." Wang Zheng quickly interrupted and lowered his head to deal with the scroll.
After finishing sorting out the eucalyptus scrolls on hand, he put them away and then stood up and gave Lin Ji a slight salute.
"How come Mr. Lin has the time to come to the Yamen?"
"We haven't seen each other for a few days, and you dare to be so angry with me." Lin Ji waved his hand for Wang Zheng to sit down, then poured a cup of tea and took a sip.
"After all, I am still responsible for the commander's errands. I can't neglect my duties."
After the words fell, Lin Ji keenly caught Wang Zheng's curling of his lips.
It was very slight, but it couldn't be hidden from his eyes.
However, Lin Ji didn't bother to pursue it. Wang Zheng was easy to use, a good piece of material, and a good tool man. Don't let it be ruined again.
Those who can come to the Commander-in-Chief as deputy clerks not only have excellent abilities, but also have some background in their families. Lin Ji is offended by such people. If they give up their job, Lin Jike will be blinded.
"Is there any big eucalyptus that needs eucalyptus recently?" Lin Ji asked casually.
"No, everyone in Jingzhou is involved in cleaning up the demon clan. Most of Youxing have gone, and there are few people to take care of the malfeasance of the people below." Wang Zheng shook his head.
"What about other states? Small cases will be handled in this state, but large cases will always be reported."
"There is no news yet, sir. You must have forgotten. Soon it will be time for heads from all over Kyushu to come to Beijing to submit their files."
Hearing this, Lin Ji was stunned for a while, and then nodded slightly after a long time.
"That's it, it's already that time." Lin Ji's tone was full of emotion.
The first year of Shengyuan, that is, two years ago.
It was probably in February or March that he came to Beijing for the first time, as the chief arrester of Qingyang County, and came to Beijing to report on his duties.
Two years have passed in the blink of an eye.
Wang Zheng continued: "Sir Zheng Lixin is already making preparations. The work report will last intermittently for a year. After all, it is impossible for all the arrests to come to Beijing at the same time. This will cause chaos in Kyushu."
Lin Ji didn't care about this.
"This matter has nothing to do with you and me, right?"
"The filing and sorting of files is a matter for the general office's clerk's office. Over there is Mr. Zheng, the commander-in-chief." Wang Zheng chuckled twice, "Originally, I also worked in the clerk's office, but I just didn't like the general office's work report every three years.
It was too complicated, so I came to the Commander-in-Chief, who would have thought..."
Lin Ji decisively interrupted Wang Zheng.
"As long as it has nothing to do with us, it will be fine if nothing happens."