first-class champion

Cheng Zhiyuan walked and thought, and then said: "Report the matter to the free court to make decisions. Let's just talk about the affairs of our internal yamen. First of all, from today onwards, everyone in the yamen is not allowed to gather together to eat and drink. If you have nothing to do, you can go home and eat by yourself." Eat it!" The master hurriedly lowered his head and wrote down.

Cheng Zhiyuan took another two steps, and then said: "Secondly, I believe that a vigorous cleaning campaign should be launched in the whole yamen. Starting today, all the police officers should stop their work and clean up the muddy water, toilets and huts. Thoroughly and resolutely sweep and strike the unclean things."

Cheng Zhiyuan paused, took a sip of tea, and continued: "Third, if anyone in the yamen is depressed, weak, or standing crookedly, immediately go to the master's place to settle the money, and get out of here. Quarantine!" The tolerances standing crookedly on both sides immediately straightened up.

"Hmm..., I've thought of so much for the time being, have you written it down?" The master nodded his head like a chicken pecking at rice, and said repeatedly: "I wrote it down, I wrote it down!"

Cheng Zhiyuan took it over and looked at it, and after confirming that it was correct, he stuffed it into his sleeve.

The master asked suspiciously: "My lord, didn't the past memorials be sent to the post station by the subordinates, and then reported to the imperial court immediately? Take it here, my lord..."

Cheng Zhiyuan glared at the master: "This matter is of great importance, I must send it in person to ensure nothing goes wrong!"

"Then do you want to send two more people to escort your lord?" The master asked flatteringly.

"Bullshit, there are many people and the goal is great... Uh... what I mean is that I want to visit privately, and at the same time send the memorial, I will get to know the people's sentiments!" Cheng Zhiyuan rolled his eyes, and finally thought of a more plausible reason.

"Yes, my lord is really upright, with a clean sleeve, loving the people like a son, and caring for every possible thing!" The master immediately stretched out his thumb, and flattered Cheng Zhiyuan's face with no money.

Cheng Zhiyuan seemed to enjoy this kind of flattery, and nodded in satisfaction, "Master, you wrote this memorial very well, and I'll give you a raise tomorrow!"

Duan Mingyu looked at Cheng Zhiyuan in amazement, there must be a demon if something goes wrong, did this old fox take the wrong medicine today?

Now it is clearly past the Mid-Autumn Festival, and the weather is not hot, but the master seems to be very hot, as if he has suffered a serious illness, he raised his sleeve to wipe the cold sweat from his temples, and smiled embarrassingly: "Thank you, my lord." Already!"

Cheng Zhiyuan went back to the back of the case, and saw that although the two sides were sparse, they had already stood upright before he knew it, like a javelin, he suddenly covered his stomach and screamed loudly, "Ouch!"

Master hurriedly stepped forward and asked nervously, "My lord, what's the matter with you?"

Cheng Zhiyuan didn't speak, and after a long, long time, he raised his head slightly, and said with a serious face: "I suddenly feel a pain in my head, I'm afraid... I'm also infected with an emergency, Mrs. Ji, I'm in poor health, this case should be postponed for later." Remand for retrial."

"Ah?" Wang Rongrong and Ji Yunyi were dumbfounded.

Duan Mingyu seemed to understand Cheng Zhiyuan's intentions, and kept sending cordial greetings to Cheng Zhiyuan's female family members in her heart. My ancestors are rigid, and your head hurts. Why are you covering your stomach? Duan Mingyu walked up to Cheng Zhiyuan and said softly, "My lord, Cover your forehead, cover your forehead!"

Cheng Zhiyuan hurriedly moved his hand from his stomach to his forehead, and said seriously: "Stay back quickly, so as not to be infected by this official! In order to prevent more people from being infected, this official will go home now... Go home and quarantine, all the affairs in the yamen, Let everything be taken care of by... for the time being, Master!"

"Ah, let me take care of it, my lord, I'm afraid I won't..." The master looked at Cheng Zhiyuan in horror, and before he finished speaking, Cheng Zhiyuan screamed like a pig, "Oh, I'm in so much pain , this matter is settled!" After speaking, Cheng Zhiyuan grabbed the gavel, slapped it, and shouted angrily: "Retire!"

After Cheng Zhiyuan finished speaking, he got up and left the table. Duan Mingyu hurriedly supported Cheng Zhiyuan: "My lord, you are weak, let me send you to the mansion!"

Cheng Zhiyuan put his hands on Duan Mingyu's shoulders in a gesture, "So... so I will be the No. [-] Scholar... Ouch~ Ouch!"

Wang Rongrong and Ji Yunyi watched helplessly as Cheng Zhiyuan screamed, but walked steadily, striding away from the courtroom, seeing the two people's turmoil, impatient, and a little excited, as if they had escaped from the sky, how could they be in the slightest Looks sick.

After leaving the gate of the yamen, Duan Mingyu gave Cheng Zhiyuan a thumbs up, "Tall, Mr. Cheng is really tall, my younger brother's respect and admiration for Brother Cheng is just like the torrential river, continuous, and like the water of the Yellow River Flooding, out of control!"

Cheng Zhiyuan accepted all this flattery without saying a word, "Hahahaha, where, where, Brother Duan Xian is the real smart person, I... I am ashamed!" After speaking, Cheng Zhiyuan took out a piece of paper from his sleeve , this piece of paper is exactly the plague memorial drafted by the master for Cheng Zhiyuan, which will be sent to the imperial court.Cheng Zhiyuan crumpled up the paper and threw it into the stinky ditch, "This old man was crying when he saw this memorial, it's a pity to throw it away!"

"Brother Cheng is worrying too much, but for flashy articles, my little brother can write a hundred or so articles while sleeping!" Duan Mingyu patted Cheng Zhiyuan's shoulder and comforted him earnestly.

"That's right, I almost forgot that reciting poems and composing Fu is your specialty, my dear brother. Haha, it's almost noon, my dear brother, you might as well come to my official's house and have a good time. Not happy!" Cheng Zhiyuan patted his forehead violently, and pulled Duan Mingyu's hand excitedly, looking at his posture, he might die today, Cheng Zhiyuan's love for literature is like a wolf's love for sheep... That, Isn’t there a song that is sung like this, the wolf is in love with the sheep, the love is crazy...

Duan Mingyu suddenly put a sip of wine into his mouth, "That's how things are...Brother Cheng, tell me what kind of bad luck I have had today, and I have been involved in such a lawsuit. Alas, is it just because I am too handsome? Cool, did God punish me in this way on purpose?"

"Pfft!" Cheng Junyu sprayed all the water on Duan Mingyu's face, and Duan Mingyu hurriedly wiped the water away with his hands. Damn, he really knows how to save water resources. He didn't waste a single drop, and sprayed it all on the champion's face up.

Cheng Zhiyuan's old face suddenly darkened, and he scolded: "Jun Yu, what did you do, why don't you hurry up and apologize to Brother Duan Xian!"

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