Anda County.
It was a small, run-down county town with about 40,000 to 50,000 residents.
Because there was too little cultivated land, Anda County's main source of income was animal husbandry. Due to the soaring price of soybeans in recent years, they began to use the abundant water resources to reclaim cultivated land to plant soybeans and other crops.
However, the Black Province Governor Wu Junsheng's ability to manage internal affairs was too poor, and he was also a nepotism, causing the governance of the Black Province to be a mess. The economy did not improve, but instead, it regressed.
In addition, it was bordered by the polar bear, and the polar bear was always spying on the northeast. The army was stationed at the border, resulting in lax internal management and serious banditry.
The commoners were suffering, often freezing to death or starving to death.
Fortunately, the northeast had good weather, fertile land, and rich natural resources. It was vast and sparsely populated. Only a few people died of freezing or starvation, and most people could still survive.
Of course, compared to the wealthy Fengtian Province, the people of the Black Province could only survive and not starve to death.
The situation in Da County was even worse because the Anda people had a parent officer who was full of fat intestines and only knew how to eat, drink, and play.
This official was also the brother of the 13th aunt of the Black Province Military Governor, Wu Tongue. Usually, no one dared to control him, and the people dared not speak out even if they were angry.
There were three five-story European-style buildings in the center of the county town. The Anda County Government's sign was hung on the door.
Compared to the shabby and low houses around it, this three-story building was like a palace. It was very abrupt and recognizable.
At this moment, in the county head's office, Zhao Zhihao, who was 1.5 meters tall and weighed more than 200 pounds, was cursing.
When he was angry, the fat on his ball-shaped body trembled, and it was very painful to the eyes.
"Bastard, who is this Zhang Xuejun? He's just a useless person who can't achieve martial arts. Can he be the governor of a county? Marshal Zhang is so muddle-headed!"
"Hehe, with a handsome father, even a good-for-nothing can ascend to the heavens. Does he really think that the northeast is the place where their Zhang family has a say?”
Hearing him curse, the deputy county head beside him, the former county head Lin Weimin, who was also pushed down by Zhao Zhihao, who had connections, did not show any expression on his face, but he was cursing in his heart.
How can a fat pig like you be the county head? At least Zhang Xuejun, who could read and write, couldn't be the county head?
Also, so what if he had a handsome father? That was because he knew how to reincarnate!
If Zhao Zhihao hadn't given his sixteen-year-old sister to Commander Wu, would he have become the county head? Dream on.
Lin Weimin's uncle's aunt's sister-in-law was Zhang Xuejun's grandfather's concubine. This was a distant relative that could not be any further away, so Lin Weimin naturally stood on Zhang Xuejun's side, fighting for justice for Zhang Xuejun, who even called him cousin.
Actually, he wasn't just standing on Zhang Xuejun's side. It was because Zhao Zhihao was too stupid, stupid, and evil.
In less than three years, he had single-handedly turned Da County, which Lin Weimin had painstakingly managed for four to five years, into a mess. The people were miserable and wished they could kill him.
The depressed Lin Weimin was worried, but he was helpless.
A few days ago, the turning point finally came.
The marshal skipped over the Black Province Military Governor Wu Junsheng and personally appointed his son Zhang Xuejun as the head of Anda County. Zhao Zhihao was demoted to deputy head, and Lin Weimin was demoted to the director of the Finance Bureau.
For Lin Weimin, demotion was not a problem. After all, he did not have the power to be a deputy county magistrate.
It was different if the county head was Zhang Xuejun. Everyone knew that Marshal Zhang's son, the laughingstock of the country, was a good-for-nothing.
At the age of 16, he still didn't dare to go out at night and went to the Martial Arts Academy to study. In order not to participate in training, he even cried and asked for his mother, which almost angered Marshal Zhang to death.
Commander Zhang had sent Zhang Xuejun to Anda County to be the county head. It was no different from exile.
However, no matter what, he was still a prince. How dare Zhao Zhihao bully him? He was probably tired of living.
In summary, as long as he revealed his identity as a relative and gained Zhang Xuejun's trust, he would be able to obtain power and save the Anda people from danger.
Thinking of this, Lin Weimin's spirits began to tremble. He looked forward to the stars and the moon, hoping that the Ninth Young Master, this mascot, would come quickly.
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Suddenly, the sound of horse hooves could be heard, and the noise of the street could be heard.
Hearing the noise, Zhao Zhihao, who was depressed, was furious. He opened his toad mouth and roared,"What are you doing? What was he doing? Tell these lowlifes to be quiet!"
"County Head, something bad has happened!”
Zhao Zhihao's lackey, Anda County's police chief, Niu Daman, rushed in and said in a panic.
" He's here! The Ninth Young Master is here!"
So fast?
Zhao Zhihao was stunned for a moment. With Niu Daman's help, he staggered out of the office.
Lin Weimin was delighted and quickly got up to follow.
At this moment, in the small courtyard of the county government, Zhang Xuejun was standing on his horse. On his left was Xiong Da, who was carrying a Mo Sword, and on his right was Xiong Er, who was holding a large sword. Behind him were Gu Xiong and 50 other martial arts students.
The dozens of local garrison soldiers guarding the county government huddled to the side, not daring to speak.
The remaining three hundred and fifty men rode on horses and stood on the streets. Wang Da Ma Zi's three hundred horse bandits did not enter the city. Zhang Xue Jun felt that their appearance was too disgusting and was afraid of scaring the children, so he asked Gu Xiong to leave a hundred martial arts students to guard the supplies.
"What a good fellow! What kind of background does this county head have? He actually built the county government so extravagantly. He's also a talent!”
Zhang Xuejun looked at the five-story Gothic building that covered an area of 700 to 800 square meters and sighed.
According to the size and the exquisiteness of this building, it was probably not even comparable to the Northern Battlefront Army's headquarters. It was really a knife stabbing his butt.
"Ninth Brother, Anda County Chief Zhao Zhihao is a pig!" Wu Yaxin said angrily.”
"Yaxin, the way you scold people is wrong. How can a person be like a pig…F * ck! Pig demon, quickly kill that pig demon for me!”
Zhang Xuejun was about to correct Wu Yaxin when he saw a short and fat humanoid creature with a big head, big ears, and a toad's mouth walk out of the building. His stomach was almost on his thighs. His eyes widened and he felt numb.
Damn it, is this even human? It was clearly Bajie, a pig that had turned into a spirit!
Zhao Zhihao had just walked out when he heard Zhang Xuejun shouting.
Pig spirit?
Calling me a pig spirit?
He hated it when people talked about his figure, so he immediately scolded.
"Are you blind? I'm Zhao Zhihao, the head of Anda County!"
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