AWB Chapter 438 The Smell of a Fox
Chapter 438 The Smell of a Fox
A team of soldiers was leading the way, whipping the floor with whips and constantly saying "get out of the way".
Pedestrians on the street made way for the officers and soldiers to pass.
Then came the deafening sound of gongs.
Mo Li and Du Xiaoyue, dressed in civilian clothes, joined the crowd.
Seeing this, Du Xiaoyue said, "Hey, this is quite impressive. Why is the sedan chair so tightly covered, like a bride's?"
Mo Li said, "Hey, don't say anything. Let's listen to the sound of his gong. Count how many times it hits."
Du Xiaoyue asked in confusion: "Brother Li, why are you counting the sounds of the gong?"
Mo Li explained, "Xiao Yue, the ceremonial procession of officials in this dynasty has its own rules. Officials use gongs and gongs to clear the way, and there are etiquettes to follow. Generally speaking, a county magistrate can only strike the gong seven times, indicating that officials and civilians should all make way."
Du Xiaoyue showed a look of sudden enlightenment and said, "Oh... then he just shot eleven."
Li Qiye hummed and said, "This means that all officials, both high and low, military and civilian, should get out of the way. This is a ceremonial procession that only imperial envoys can use. He is using ceremonial procession beyond the prescribed limits, and this official will not be in a good position. Xiaoyue, we can't leave today."
Du Xiaoyue asked doubtfully, "But how can you be so sure based on just a few gong sounds?"
Mo Li said, "Humph, if it's a fox, it must smell foul. Let's go and catch up."
……
In the cell.
The jailer stood guard at the door with his hand on the hilt of his knife.
inside.
Several prisoners were tied to pillars.
Some people had blood coming out of the corners of their mouths, and the scene was horrific.
The magistrate came over.
The jailers guarding the gate saluted and said "Greetings, sir" in unison.
The magistrate said, "Why, these people still refuse to accept the situation? Which is more important, money or life?"
The lawyer nodded and flipped through the account book in his hand.
The magistrate sneered twice and continued, "You dare to resist the imperial court's taxes. I think you are not far from rebellion."
The lawyer said, "Sir, four men have already handed over their silver. I have also released them. Two of them have already died in the shackles."
The magistrate sneered and said, "Report him as a deserter. Take him out and bury him."
The lawyer nodded vigorously and said okay.
At this time, an official came over and reported, "Master, Mo Li wants to see you."
The magistrate asked, "Which Mo Li? I've never heard of him."
The officer said, "That's the Mo Dayandai, the one who often spends his days drinking and carousing with Ji Xiaolan."
Hearing what this person said, it seems that Mo Li and Ji Xiaolan don't have a very good reputation.
In fact, these are all rumors.
In the eyes of officials, they may be living a life of debauchery, but in the eyes of the people, they are models of honest officials.
The magistrate muttered to himself, "What is he doing here?" and walked out the door.
……
"Lord Mo." The magistrate knelt and saluted.
Mo Li laughed and said, "Hey... no need to be polite, no need to be polite, hahahaha. Oh, you are so polite and polite, it seems like you are trying to drive us away."
The magistrate said, "How dare I! Since Lord Mo has come to our county, I must give you a brief outline and some instructions."
Mo Li said, "Hey, you're so polite. Hehehe. Throughout the county, I've heard you, the Lord, mention your county many times, both implicitly and implicitly. You're saying that your county, both in terms of money and criminal justice, has always been a model for other counties. Ah ha ha, every year, there's never arrears in payments, no cases are left unsolved, and the jails are always empty."
He took two steps forward and continued, "Also, the annual evaluation is just two words: excellent."
He stopped in front of Du Xiaoyue, turned to face the magistrate of Ju County, and continued, "Tell me, if the post of governor is vacant, can your county be left out?"
The magistrate smiled.