The people around were cheering and kept shouting to thank Master Qingtian.

Yingying looked at him with a bright face.

Wanglong said that the matter was so big that he was afraid of leaking the news. Seeing that the joint defense team had already rectified it, he asked for instructions to block the land and water routes immediately.

Zhao Xiaobing nodded and pointed at the people in the river and said, "They were all hungry and told me not to leave first and come up to have a meal for the fisherman."

After the arrangement was completed, he went over and asked the county magistrate and his group to go to the government office.

When everyone entered the government office, Yingying immediately went to the cafeteria in the back to prepare breakfast.

Zhao Xiaobing sat in the hall and said to the county magistrate who was kneeling below that Xin Song Buxing had knelt down and stood up and spoke.

The county magistrate got up tremblingly and stood beside him. Zhao Xiaobing asked him how long he had been working in the fire well? He had been answering for eight years, and he asked the county magistrate behind him for five years. The county magistrate who was beaten was the longest, and it was twelve years.

Zhao Xiaobing said that the time is not short, and everyone should know that some people in the fish market are kings and the Dujian and the fisherman colluded with each other.

Those in the hall were covered in sieve.

He said that the county magistrates are in charge of public security and must not be separated from the relationship, so they will be put into supervision and reviewed first.

Immediately, a joint defense team came to take the county lieutenant away.

Where is the county magistrate? He asked.

The county magistrate was so scared that he trembled all over and said that he had not participated.

He said that not participating was to let go of one's own actions and was also guilty. The county magistrate collapsed on the ground with a sound, followed by yellow soup under his feet, and a smell of urine spread in the hall.

Zhao Xiaobing frowned and slapped his hand in front of him. The strange smell could not be driven away. He asked the county magistrate to tell me what it was for?

The county magistrate said that the county magistrate was involved in the gangsters in the fish market. He was afraid and had no means, so the fish market was occupied by thieves for a long time.

Alas, this county magistrate is too weak.

Zhao Xiaobing sighed.

Baimo River is called Baimo River because the papermaking workshops along the coast discharge wastewater to the river water pollution, and white foam often appears on the water surface, so it is called Baimo River.

It is also because of pollution that the plankton in the river is rich and there are many fish, and the fish meat is plump.

People on both sides of the Taiwan Strait make a living by fishing, but because of the abundant fishing harvest, they have become fishermen with monopoly sales and prices.

In the early morning of this morning, there was a dispute over the fisherman forcing the fishing fisherman to buy good fish, and such a big stir was caused.

Zhao Xiaobing looked at the county magistrate and saw the manuscript on the desk. The good handwriting of this person was too weak.

Zhao Xiaobing said that if the legal department is innocent after careful investigation, he would go to the court's Ministry of Rites to do simplified characters. The characters are written so well, and it would be really insignificant if they don't do them.

The back hall reported that the food was ready, Yingying said she had to eat and leave quickly.

Zhao Xiaobing did not wait for the county magistrate to answer, asking him to reflect and go to the canteen to have a meal.

Wanglong called Liu Jianguo over. Zhao Xiaobing said he did a good job, but he had to stop him from surveillance.

He said that in the future, this place will be called Pingle Town, a safe and happy town. Huojing is a good place. If you have treasures, you need to manage it.

After dinner, Zhao Xiaobing went to write an emergency document for Chengdu. In fact, whether he wrote it or not, he would recognize it after the founding of the People's Republic of China report.

He still explained the situation clearly in accordance with the rules and put forward suggestions to increase efforts to crack down on gangs and eliminate evil and send inspection teams to prefectures and counties for inspection.

After packing up, he got up and ran away, and went out early in the afternoon, crossing mountains and ridges to Luosheng, which was a small inn village at the water wharf. Seeing the two T-shaped rivers converging, Zhao Xiaobing felt that it was the Shangli ancient town in later generations.

He told me to rest here for a night.

The thief caught all night, but no one had a good rest.

Yingying and Wanglong were both a little worried.

He said it was okay, this small mountain village must be pure.

Even if there are thieves, they have not come yet. Everyone needs a rest. I believe Liu Jianguo can stop him for a while.

Zhao Xiaobing walked into the village and walked along the riverside.

The village is too small, just by the river, it is a single road.

Yingying was surprised to say exactly the same when she saw the same style as the flood bridge in the river and Luocheng.

Hongling curled her lips behind and said that it was far inferior to the dam of the tiger's mouth. It was a reservoir. The small waterfall fell by at least two meters. The place here was just a stone that was convenient for crossing the river on both sides of the river.

Yingying said it was just that. She really liked me and protected him in everything.

Before he finished speaking, Hongling hurriedly walked away.

Zhao Xiaobing said Yingying, it was not good to joke about anything. Yingying giggled and turned around to chase Hongling.

He continued to walk upwards and came to the upper reaches of the river. Here there was a tall stone arch bridge, which shone with the reflections under the bridge as the moon, exactly the same as those in later generations.

The most inexpensive thing in the mountains is stone. The people have tempered it thousands of times and beat it into a stone to build this bridge.

Zhao Xiaobing stood on the bridge and watched the sunset set, and the setting sun was as bloody as the scene of later generations standing on the bridge with his lover.

I couldn't help but hum in the mouth that there was only the infatuated person in the world, and don't laugh at the infatuation that was too crazy...

Yingying came over and asked him who he was thinking of singing love songs?

He smiled and said that he wanted to go back together.

Everyone rested easily for a night and was much more energetic. They arrived in Yazhou before it was dark.

Everyone came to the largest Yuelai Inn in the city and stayed in.

This time, Zhao Xiaobing looked carefully. He walked from the city to the inn in the city. He observed carefully along the way and felt something was obviously wrong.

The streets are very dirty and messy, and the soldiers are not as neat as those in the mainland, and their discipline is obviously dispersed.

There is a new army living here. Although the old troops have been mobilized many times and the old troops have followed them to Xifan Road, this should not be the case.

Zhao Xiaobing was a little disappointed.

After dinner, he decided to visit the military camp at night and find out what was going on.

Because, just as he was having dinner, he actually saw two generals in the regiment holding a woman and coming into a restaurant for dinner, which was not surprising at all.

The commanders have fallen to such a level, how good can the soldiers be?

It is said that dozens of people like them flocked into Yazhou, which should attract the attention of local officials and garrisons, but like Huojing County, no one came to inquire or investigate.

Such a slackness is worth understanding.

Although this is a border town, it is not called a border town compared to the border town. He does not think that this kind of Han and Yi mixed areas should be divided according to traditional customs.

Even if some terms can be relaxed, they must be orderly and clean.

Yingying and Hongling came back in the middle of the night. Hongling's face was red under the oil lamp. He asked what was wrong?

What happened to Yingying?

The leader was so stupid that he actually slept with the instructor and the prefectural magistrate in the same room, and was in a mess.

He also said that Xinsong would be convinced by you, Brother Zhao, who did not seek money or power, and then both of them blushed.

Zhao Xiaobing was not open-minded when he heard others' fluttering. The prefect and the generals ate and drank day and night, and obviously, the team of this state and this regiment were rotten.
Chapter completed!