"Is the Master of the Great New Year trying to curse me?" She raised her eyebrows and said, "It's not enough for one person to die, do you need to die for the second one?"

Mr. Cheng Er's face turned green with anger. He didn't dare to hit him even if he wanted to. If he wanted to scold him, there were already low sounds of walking outside.

"What a shame!" He had no choice but to throw up his sleeves and walk out quickly.

Hearing the sound of the door outside, Mrs. Cheng curled her lips, raised the gold hairpin in her hand again, and took a closer look under the increasingly bright morning light.

"I'm interested in more than that," she said with a smile, "but I don't mind these petty profits either."

After all, the official hall in the first month is lazier than other times.

"Let's leave early today, rush to the east gate to have a meal of mutton soup, and then go to Jintian Lane to have fun in the afternoon." One clerk said to the other with a smile.

The other one pouted and shook his head.

"I'm afraid it won't be early, so let's wait until evening." He said with his hands folded.

"What's wrong?" the former clerk asked in confusion.

The clerk then went to an official hall and nuzzled his lips.

"There is a hard-working gentleman who is still busy," he said.

A hard-working man?

The clerk was stunned.

I saw the door of the official hall over there was opened, and an official looked outside with a tigerish face.

"Come here, come here, go to Jingzhao Mansion and get me these documents." He said loudly.

The clerk stuck out his tongue at him, and in response, he passed with a bang. He nodded and bowed, stretched out his hand to take it, and walked away in a hurry.

A thick stack of books was placed on several cases, making the already full cases even more chaotic.

"Sir, this is what you asked for, borrowed from Jingzhao Mansion." the clerk said.

Mr. Cheng Er hummed and reached out to look through it.

"Sir, we have a long time to come, so you don't have to rush to handle the case." The clerk said with a bit of flattery, "We will definitely help you properly."

It is said that Cheng Dong is an official who only travels around remote lower-level states. He came to Dali Temple only because of the emperor's reward. Which yamen in Beijing is easy to live in?

When a new official takes office, let alone giving others a thumbs up, he must first face the intimidation of his senior subordinates, the constant flow of official duties, and the many old and difficult cases that have been piled up in front of him. If he does not do well, he must leave a joke.

A bit of pride also disappeared.

I think Cheng Dong was also guarding against this, but this time he was really overly worried.

Not to mention that there are noble people who specifically said hello not to embarrass him, let’s just say that there are no noble people to say hello. Just because his surname is Cheng Mingdong and he has a daughter, Cheng, is enough for the adults to support him. How can he be embarrassed! Whoever wants to eat too much is looking for death!

One Feng Lin is enough!

The clerk was thinking wildly and was about to solve the problem again, when there was a snapping sound over there, and Cheng Dong took pictures of several cases.

"Found it!" he said with joy on his face.

He looked up and saw the clerk dumbfounded, and quickly straightened his expression.

"You go down."

After driving away the clerk, Mr. Cheng took a deep breath and rummaged faster. Soon all the other books on the cases were pushed down, leaving only four or five volumes to unfold.

The vision in the slightly dark room was a little blurry, but Mr. Cheng could still clearly see the four words "Cheng's concubine" clearly written on the documents in front of him.

"Sure enough..." he said slowly, "it turns out that it was her own name that was left behind, not the Zhou family..."

Having said this, he stretched out his hand and patted several cases again.

"What a confused fool!"

he shouted.

"Grandparents, parents are here, different family backgrounds, different wealth, unfilial piety, three years of apprenticeship." [Note 1]

"How can you be so casual! No wonder I am always accused and attacked by others. I keep others and excuses for myself!"

Although he spoke harshly, a smile broke out on Mr. Cheng's face.

"It was a very dangerous thing, but fortunately, I arrived in time, and I was reminded of it in time, otherwise it would be inevitable that someone would use this to cause trouble again in the future."

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Note 1: "Tang Code, Mingli".
Chapter completed!