Lanke Chess Edge

In fact, Ji Yuan didn’t need to look for any particular house, there was only one door with an open door in the corridor on the left, and it was the house with the word “hu” written on it.

It is now late November, and New Year's Eve will be about a month away. As the end of the year is approaching, the county government office also has a lot of work to do. When Ji Yuan arrived at the door of this house, he saw the The person is holding a pen and writing there, and after finishing one book, he will change to another book, and this goes on and on without interruption.

"Boom boom boom..."

Ji Yuan knocked on the door frame a few times, and after attracting the attention of the people inside, he cupped his hands and saluted.

"My lord, please come and pick up the letter from the post office."

The people inside stopped writing, looked at Ji Yuan carefully, and then bowed their hands in return.

"Sir, please come in!"

Entering the room, Ji Yuan took a look at the master book. He was about thirty years old, with a short beard and a short bun and a square crown on his head. He couldn't see the details clearly, but his whole body was quite clear.

"May I ask, do you have your household registration documents with you?"

"Bring it, please take a look at it, Lord Registrar."

Ji Yuan took out the official seal again and handed it to the chief bookkeeper. The latter nodded after reading it, confirmed the strokes of the word "Ji Yuan", and then handed it back to Ji Yuan.

"Wait a minute, sir, I'll check where your things are."

Dazhen's post office usually only accepts letters from the people, but if the money is sufficient, other small items will be sent by the way, so the master does not know if there is anything else.

I found a few booklets from the side, rummaged through and found Tianniufang's booklet, and then flipped through it page by page. It took me a while to finally find Ji Yuan.

There is a name in the book, most of which are ticked, and they are not ticked at a glance, and they have appeared many times, but it is not necessary to find every name in the master book, because the same person’s The letters will be put in one place, and he can get all of them if he finds one. He just needs to tick all of them afterwards.

After seeing clearly that there was indeed a letter and it was in the warehouse, the master wrote a note on the desk case, and then stamped his private seal.

"Hoo hoo..."

The master blew the ink on the note and handed it to Ji Yuan.

"Take it and walk in, and give it to the yamen servant at the gate, he will lead you to the warehouse, be careful, the ink is still wet."

"Okay, thank you Master Master!"

Ji Yuan cupped his hand again, took the note carefully, and then walked out of the house, when he looked back, the master book had already buried the case to process the documents again.

After all, it was Yin Zhaoxian's place, and the former magistrate of Ning'an County was also clean and clean. With a good atmosphere and a sense of pride, all the civil servants in Ning'an County who handled government affairs were conscientious.

Half a quarter of an hour later, in the county government warehouse, Ji Yuan was waiting outside, but the government servant searched inside for a long time before finding Ji Yuan's things.

"Huo, there are quite a few!"

The yamen servant was carrying a bundle of letters, patting the dust on them as he walked, Ji Yuan saw that the letters in his hand were as thick as a palm width, at least dozens of letters.

The yamen servant went outside, untied the thin rope that bound the letter, flipped through it casually, and confirmed that it was all for "Ji Yuan", and then handed it to Ji Yuan who had been waiting for a long time.

"Sir, you have been waiting for a long time. Here, this is all your letters. There should be nothing else."

"Thank you!"

Ji Yuan held the stack of letters with both hands, thanked him and waited for the other party to lock the door again before going out with him.

"Sir, you have quite a lot of letters. How long has it been since you came here to get them?"

Each fang has different guards in charge. If there is a letter, they will go to the house to look at it, and no one will call back to the county government. The servants of the government have the color of the envelope of the letter, and they know that many letters are old.

Sending a letter is not necessarily a hard job. It is said that family letters are not exchanged for gold. When sending letters, it is normal for people from families who are not too poor to give two copper coins or treat them to eat.

Hearing what the yamen servant said, Ji Yuan smiled.

"Yeah, I've been wandering outside for a long time."

The two didn't chat much, and when they got to the outside, Ji Yuan left alone, and bowed his hands to the policeman before leaving the office.

At the entrance of the inner court of the public office, the policeman stood still for a while, and was chatting with his colleagues when he was patted on the shoulder. He turned around and saw a strong man with gray beard and hair.

The two guards hurriedly bowed and saluted, saying in unison.

"I've met Master Zhu!"

"Um!"

The person who came was Zhu Yanxu, the county captain of Ning'an County. Unlike the former county magistrate Chen Gaosheng, Zhu Yanxu had already passed away, but the current county magistrate felt his virtue and knew his martial arts. Drill the yamen servants and officials.

Zhu Yanxu frowned and looked in the direction outside, then asked the servant beside him.

"I looked at that man with a kind face just now. He came to pick up the letter? What's his name?"

"Responding to Master Zhu, that person is indeed here to receive the letter, named 'Ji Yuan', it is a plan, a fate, it is strange to say, the letters, there is a thick pile, many of them are very old ...Uh, Master Zhu, Master Zhu?"

The yamen servant was talking, and found that Zhu Yanxu was staring at the outside in a daze. Although this adult is old, he is recognized as the number one in Ning'an County in martial arts. His body is tough and his shots are even harder. .

"Master Zhu? Master Zhu!"

"Ah oh oh, I heard, I heard, you wait for Haosheng to guard here, I will leave first!"

Zhu Yanxu said something absent-mindedly, and then hurriedly walked outside. The two guards hurriedly saluted, but then they also looked at each other in blank dismay.

"Is this Ji Yuan very familiar with Master Zhu?"

"I do not know……"

Zhu Yanxu was old but still nimble. He walked out of the gate of the office quickly and looked towards the street. Apart from the hustle and bustle, there was no sign of Ji Yuan.

With a dazed expression on his face, he muttered to himself.

"Ji Yuan...it's really Ji Yuan! It's still the same, it hasn't changed at all!"

In the past when Ji Yuan's famous head was in full swing, some people guessed his age when he was idle in the county government. Because of his manner of speaking and his elegant face, most people guessed that he should be in his forties, but The kind of person who doesn't look old, anyway, no one thinks that Ji Yuan is very young, at least he is definitely older than Yin Zhaoxian.

Today, when Zhu Yanxu sees Ji Yuan again, he is still the same as before, and some rumors about Ji Yuan from many years ago also come back to his mind.

Sometimes people are very forgetful. Apart from things that are closely related to themselves, many things will be forgotten inadvertently, and there are not many people who are closely related to fate in Ning'an County. With the passage of time, it is rare to remember fate now. Don't worry, don't mention whether these people can hit Ji Yuan.

But as long as I remember it, I will be deeply impressed, just like Zhu Yanxu now.

Zhu Yanxu stood there for a long time, when the two guards behind the gate were about to step forward to ask a question, he gritted his teeth and left quickly, causing the two people behind to look at each other in dismay.

After all, Zhu Yanxu is a warrior. He is old but still has martial arts and fast walking. After a while, he returned home and started to rummage everywhere.

An old woman came in from the courtyard and felt strange seeing her husband like this.

"Old man, what are you looking for?"

Zhu Yanxu kept moving his hands and kept asking questions.

"Oh, by the way, have you seen my Fang Baoyan?"

"What Baoyan? Isn't the bird's nest stewed for our daughter-in-law!"

Zhu Yanxu frowned and turned around.

"What kind of bird's nest? I mean the inkstone, the cloud and water inkstone, it was given to me when Mr. Chen left!"

The old woman smiled.

"You are a martial artist, of course it is impossible to use that kind of thing frequently, is there any in the study?"

"Oh, if there is one, I will look for it everywhere?"

"Then ask your son!"

Zhu Yanxu's house is not small, it is divided into front and rear courtyards, but there is no servant. Hearing his wife's words, he hurried to the front yard, and happened to see his son coming back from the county government. Xie suddenly saw his father flashing in front of him, and Zhu Cheng, who was startled, almost drew his sword.

"Father, you will scare people to death like this!"

Zhu Cheng patted his chest, but his father was not in the mood to joke with him.

"Where is my square inkstone, Master Chen gave it to me back then!"

Zhu Cheng immediately felt guilty for a moment, faltering.

"I think you don't need it either. Yuqiu came to our house to see your inkstone, and begged me several times to borrow it, so I just..."

"Little bastard!"

Zhu Yanxu cursed, but he disappeared in the blink of an eye.

In the afternoon, Guibiao was at the moment when the time and the time were changing. Zhu Yanxu was already carrying the inkstone re-wrapped in a sandalwood box, as well as several packages of tea, two pots of Huadiao wine, and a few boxes of snacks from the temple outside the building. The location of Tianniufang.

He doesn't come here often, and he found Ju'an Xiaoge after asking several people for directions.

At the beginning, Ning'an County, especially Tianniufang, was a haunted house, Ju'an Xiaoge, but now few people in Tianniufang remember this place, and the younger ones only say "that deserted house where jujube trees never bloom and bear fruit." .

The closer he got to Ju'an Xiaoge, Zhu Yanxu, who was in his rare years, actually started to get nervous, and finally arrived not far from the courtyard, saw that the courtyard door was ajar, before he reached the courtyard door, he raised his head and subconsciously wanted to confirm it, but he didn't. Go to the small pavilion plaque.

"It's Master Zhu, please come in!"

Ji Yuan Zhongzheng's peaceful voice came from inside, it was obvious that Zhu Yanxu hadn't walked to the door and it was impossible for the people inside to see him, but since it was Ji Yuan, there was nothing strange about it.

Zhu Yanxu calmed down, walked quickly to the door of the small pavilion, pushed open the courtyard door and walked in, and saw that on the stone table inside, a plaque was placed horizontally, while Ji Yuan was standing by the table, fiddling with pen and ink.

Ji Yuan looked up at Zhu Yanxu and said with a smile.

"Master Zhu, please come and sit down. The plaque in the small pavilion has been on for too long, and the vermilion lacquer has almost faded away. It just so happens that Ji is still a little confident in his own handwriting, so I will write it on it after thinking about it."

"Oh, so that's the case. By the way, Mr. Ji, since you want to write, try my inkstone. This inkstone has a lot of history. It's called Yunshuiliu inkstone. It was a skilled artist from Ning'an County in my early years It was made by a master craftsman and used precious materials. It was given to me by the county magistrate Chen. It was too wasteful for me to use it, so I gave it to Mr. Ji. Alright, I just brought some things when I came to see you..."

Ji Yuan nodded.

"Master Zhu, please sit down quickly. Put your things aside first. This inkstone was given to you by Master Chen. It is not easy for Ji to accept it, but I will accept the others."

"Uh, oh!"

Zhu Yanxu was a little nervous, and wanted to put the things on the table, but the plaque was there, so he put it on the side of the table first, watching Ji Yuan grind the ink carefully, and a faint fragrance of ink wafted out.

Even though Zhu Yanxu was a martial artist, he instantly understood that this was the best ink.