stinking
It was extremely disgusting!
Zhang Baobao only wanted to die at this moment.
The group of people could be said to be peeing their pants. How could they dare to continue staying here?
The smell wasn't good. Pan Jinlian, who was huddled at the door of the house, also smelled it. However, she still didn't want to leave. She covered her nose and continued to watch.
In her eyes, Wu Song's body seemed to be plated with a layer of golden light, as if a god had descended from the heavens.
Wu Song clapped his hands and looked at his clothes.
It was alright. It wasn't dirty.
"Wu Song, just you wait. I know where you are!”
Zhang Baobao stared at Wu Song fiercely,""Wu Song, let me tell you, Pan Jinlian is our servant girl. It's her fortune that I came to look for her…"
Bang!
As soon as he finished speaking, Wu Song kicked a stone and it landed on his lower abdomen.
Ouch!
Zhang Baobao screamed and rolled on the ground, unable to speak in pain.
"Get lost!"
Wu Song uttered a musical note.
Zhang Baobao was petrified. He did not even dare to say a single harsh word and turned around to run.
Wu Song, this guy was simply too terrifying.
When Pan Jinlian saw this scene, she felt her heart grow sweet. She sat at the door of the house and looked at the destitute looks of those people. She recalled Wu Song's every move. Was he protecting her?
Wu Dalang was also dumbstruck by what he saw.
Only then did he know that his younger brother hadn't changed at all.
When he made his move, he was really not hesitant at all.
Moreover, it seemed to be getting fiercer and fiercer.
"Erlang, you can just chase this Zhang Baobao away. Why do you have to throw him into a manure pit? This Zhang family will definitely seek revenge for the smallest grievance. I'm afraid that they will definitely take revenge in the future!"”Wu Dalang's face was a little pale. This Zhang Baobao was not an ordinary person.
"No worries!"
Wu Song, however, was calm and composed. He said unhurriedly,"Don't worry, Elder Brother. The Zhang family can't do anything to us!”
Wu Dalang was still in a daze.
However, Wu Song slowly said," Don't worry, Elder Brother. I'm now the head of Qinghe County's case and have a reputation. I'm not someone the Zhang family can deal with as they please. I know how to deal with it!"”
Wu Dalang was still limited by his own knowledge and experience. Naturally, he did not know the value of the two words at the beginning of the case.
What was the Zhang family?
At most, he was a rich landlord, barely a gentry, but not a scholar.
If his son had an academic achievement, he must at least be a High Scholar. Only then could he be called an old master and a scholar.
Meanwhile, Wu Song had already turned around and returned to the study room, starting to write.
This was a lawsuit.
He had to admit that it was still a good thing to be literate these days.
If he went to the yamen to complain, he wouldn't have to be scammed of money.
Pan Jinlian craned her neck to take a look.
But he discovered that Wu Song's handwriting was actually extremely beautiful.
One stroke after another.
She did it in one go. Although she knew some poetry and opera, as well as some zither, chess, calligraphy, and painting, she was not a calligraphy master after all.
He just felt that Wu Song's handwriting was extremely beautiful.
After he finished writing, Wu Song took a glance and could not help but praise.
His literary talent is remarkable.
Now that he had transmigrated for more than three years, he had written too many essays. No matter when he wrote them, he had to pay attention to the rhythm. The first section had a breakthrough, and after the breakthrough, there was a continuation. Then, there were fixed sections such as a small lecture, a big lecture, a residual meaning, and an ending.
In short, in daily life, writing articles still had extremely high requirements for one's writing style.
He put down his brush!
Wu Song let out a breath, then looked at Pan Jinlian and said,""You stay at home. I'm going out for a while. Don't go out for nothing!”
"Hmm?" Pan Jinlian was slightly stunned.”
Wu Song let out a breath and slowly said,"I'll go to the yamen. I've beaten up Zhang Shou Chu's son, and I'm afraid he won't let this matter rest. Wait for me at home, I'll go settle this trouble!”
Pan Jinlian naturally knew that the Zhang family was not easy to deal with.
This generation of big landowners, although the members of the family did not have any achievements.
However, they were still the landlord class and belonged to the ruling class.
The main reason was that he could not get rid of the Zhang family, but it was also a problem.
"Husband, have a safe journey!"
Wu Song went out to solve this problem. The solution was very simple. Naturally, it was to report it to the officials.
However, Wu Song would not beat this drum.
Only the poor would beat the drums to cry out their grievances.
For example, scholars would not beat the drum to complain about injustice. They had their own ways to see the magistrate.
Wu Song directly handed over his name card, and someone handed it over to the magistrate.
Qinghe County advisor surnamed Liu.
Knowing that it was Wu Song, he personally came out to receive him.
Now, Wu Song was famous. Since last year, he had taken the lead in Qinghe County. Naturally, it was recorded in the Qinghe County Magistrate's heart.
I'm sitting at the head of the table.
His literary talent is remarkable.
If he passed the High Scholar examination, he would be the real master.
If they were lucky and entered the Jinshi Division, that would be amazing.
Of course, the difficulty of the imperial examination was still there.
Although the Qinghe County Magistrate remembered Wu Song, he would not spend a lot of effort to nurture him. At most, when he encountered some small problems, he would help Wu Song solve some of them.
If he entered the Juren or Jinshi, then the Qinghe County Magistrate's attitude towards Wu Song would be different.
After receiving the invitation card, Private Advisor Liu asked curiously,""Chief, why are you here?"
"I'm here to pay my respects to the county magistrate of Qinghe County. I have a beautiful wife at home and got married yesterday!”
Wu Song smiled bitterly." But I was regulated by a scoundrel. Today, I've come to pay a visit to the Magistrate. I hope the Magistrate can help me!"”
"Follow me!"
Advisor Liu nodded slightly. Then, Wu Song followed the brick-paved pathway on the central axis, bypassed the screen wall, and arrived at the second ceremonial door.
Inside the ceremonial door was the main hall courtyard where the administrative functions were concentrated. There were a total of six doors, but at this time, it was only a three-bay room, usually only one deep.
The Six Fan Doors were usually closed. They would only open when the superiors or the elders of the prefecture and county officials came. The prefecture and county officials were here to welcome and send them off.
In front of the ceremonial gate was a stone tablet. When Wu Song passed by, he took a look and saw sixteen big red words: 'Your salary, your salary, the people's livelihood, the people's livelihood, the people are easy to abuse, but the heavens are hard to bully.'
"This is the legendary stone inscription.”
Wu Song thought in his heart and looked around. The county government was quite imposing. He followed Private Advisor Liu all the way to the back hall. Only then did Private Advisor Liu submit the lawsuit.
The Qinghe County Magistrate was slightly stunned. He raised his head and looked at Wu Song, somewhat surprised."Wu Song, when did you get married?"
"Yesterday!" Wu Song smiled bitterly.
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