"There was originally good news, but now my good mood is gone"
"It's better not to fight the baby"
Wang Yongji sighed, After contacting the stock market, the children would be able to further expand the number of adoptions if they had adequate food and clothing, and then left on their own.
Obviously, it’s time to go hang out at this midnight stall in Hangzhou.
As soon as Wang Yongji went out, he was surprised that the coachman from before was still here.
"Why are you still here?"
"Master, aren't we waiting for you?" the coachman said enthusiastically with a mean smile.
"You knew I was coming out soon?" Wang Yongji asked curiously.
"I don't think you are like the people inside. They all have medals with human characters on their chests. It doesn't look like you speak like an outsider. You are not a local of Tzu Chi. After going to Tzu Chi After doing good deeds in the hospital, I will naturally go home. Otherwise, my home will not be peaceful. I just didn’t expect that the master would do good deeds so quickly."
Everyone knows what this means, and Wang Yongji is not the same. The nerd was so angry that he was about to explode on the spot. But there was no one around. He was just angry and didn't say anything. He got into the carriage and said something about going to the Hangzhou magistrate's office. It's not that Wang Yong is making a fuss out of a molehill, but it's not necessarily unfounded. The coachman can speak subconsciously, so some of it may be true. This was difficult for Wang Yongji to accept.
Hearing that he was from the Yamen, the coachman also knew that he had made a mistake. The white officials and academics in these yamen like to be prudes the most. If you point it out yourself, no wonder you will be angry.
The two of them returned to the magistrate's office half an hour later without saying a word.
Wang Yongji threw twenty coins on the carriage and entered the Yamen without looking back.
After entering the yamen, a clerk and three police officers were called over. They dressed up and pretended to be ordinary citizens and then went straight to Hangzhou for the midnight stall. That place is not far from the magistrate's office. Wang Yongji has always remembered the road where Gao Hanwen was chased and cut down by Zhao Zhenshan's men.
The midnight stall is indeed the midnight stall. There are still two streets away, and you can see the bright lights in the distance. The smoky smell of the oil lamp was obvious from a distance.
As I approached the excuse, before I reached the middle of the road, I heard someone shouting "Stop, membership card" in poor Ming Dynasty Mandarin.
On both sides, Wang Yongji ignored the voice and saw three or four teeth floating in the air approaching him.
At this moment, Wang Yongji was really frightened. As a prefect, he was here to clean up gangs and eliminate evil, not to exorcise evil spirits and catch ghosts.
Wang Yongji struggled in his heart and really wanted to use the evil spirit of the three detectives behind him to suppress the ghost in front of him. When he turned around, he found that the three detectives had already fallen to the ground and could not move. And the clerk disappeared early.
Everyone comes to the Yamen just to earn a living, and there is no need to risk their lives.
"Amitabha, urgent as a rule, what are you going to do?" Wang Yongji regretted it as soon as he finished speaking. Because as soon as people walk in, they will find out what is thereThe ghosts are three Kunlun slaves all dressed in black.
This thing existed in the Tang Dynasty, but I didn’t expect it to come to Ming Dynasty again after the recent rise of new learning.
"Sir Wang, please forgive me." A middle-aged manager in the distance recognized Wang Yongji as soon as he heard the voice. This was none other than an assistant to the prefect's Yamen who was fired at the beginning of the year.
Wang Yongji looked at the acquaintance coming over and felt calm. He turned to look at the three followers, only to see that the three of them had also stood up and straightened their clothes. He kept saying that there were stones on the ground and he just sprained his ankle.
In the distance, the clerk who had just oiled his feet grabbed the yellow paper in one hand and a handful of incense in the other, and ran back in a hurry.
This scene made Wang Yongji dumbfounded. Is this still a majestic yamen? It's just like a grass-roots team. Especially the sage's famous saying "Stop with strange power and confusion of gods". I just recited Amitabha and Urgent Law.
I didn’t expect that in just such a moment, my nearly forty years of Confucian cultivation would be shattered, especially if so many people heard it. Wang Yongji was not as shameless as Gao Hanwen. At this moment, he felt so embarrassed that his ears were red with shame. Please remember to collect it, the latest and fastest website is free to read without anti-theft