Chapter 487 County Magistrate Pan Zhian

Fang Jinxiu raised her head and asked her to look at the sky, "The king of hell is easy to deal with, but the kid is difficult to deal with."

Yulian still didn't understand, "But didn't you and eldest brother come to the county office and meet the magistrate last time? You also said that the magistrate is an old fox. I thought you had a good relationship."

In her eyes, her sister-in-law is almost omnipotent. If an ordinary person has a good relationship with the county magistrate, Yulian will not believe it, but if it were her sister-in-law, nothing is impossible.

Fang Jinxiu smiled helplessly, "Silly girl, even if the county magistrate knows me, the concierge does not. If he insists on not letting me in, how will the county magistrate know that I am coming?"

"In the end, it's not my time that was wasted."

"If it is an urgent matter, it will be delayed here."

Yulian nodded vaguely, and Fang Jinxiu didn't expect her to understand immediately. While the two were talking, footsteps came from behind the gate of the county government again, this time more quickly.

The officer on duty opened the door again, and this time he smiled so horribly that it was completely different from his attitude when he went to report it just now.

"Mrs. Zong, I have kept you waiting for a long time. Your Majesty the County Magistrate has invited me."

"I'll show you the way, please follow me."

Yulian's eyes widened in surprise, as if she didn't expect that the official's attitude was so different after he reported it.

What were you doing just now? Are you still collecting money from them?

Fang Jinxiu took it for granted and followed him calmly.

Pan Zhian was an honest official and did not have his own mansion. After arriving in Luoshui City, he lived directly in the backyard of the county government office.

Anyway, he didn't have any family members. The court assigned a deputy to the county magistrate, which could actually be regarded as a steward, half a public position.

Pan Zhian didn't pay much attention to it, so he simply retained the deputy of the previous county magistrate and continued to use it.

He didn't mind living in poverty. Instead, he felt that living in the backyard of the county government office was more convenient for running errands.

When Fang Jinxiu arrived, she happened to meet Pan Zhi'an finishing her meal. She looked at the food on the table, which was just a bowl of brown rice and a side of fried vegetables.

Even when the leaves of green vegetables are ripe, you can still see signs of yellowing, so they are obviously not fresh vegetables.

Fang Jinxiu was a little surprised. Pan Zhi'an was a county magistrate after all, and his life was so miserable.

"Why are you here?"

Pan Zhian put down his chopsticks when he saw someone coming, obviously a little surprised. "I just bought the hilltop. If I don't open up wasteland for planting in the village, how can I have time to go to the county town to chat."

Fang Jinxiu looked away from his meal.

In fact, more than one person felt that Magistrate Pan was living a miserable life. His monthly salary was enough for him to have good food and clothing. The deputy and servants of the yamen even used their own money to provide food for Pan Zhian.

But they were all rejected by him.

He did not feel that his life was miserable at all, nor did he feel that there was anything shameful and worthy of sympathy.

As long as the food can fill the stomach, it doesn't matter whether the food is good or not. The situation in Luoshui City is not stable at the moment. It is best to save the money as much as possible. Maybe it will be used for more important purposes in the future.

"Coming so late is disturbing Mr. Pan."

"Really, the family situation is really difficult. After buying the mountain with the Yamen, we are strapped for money. Why don't we come to the city to find a way to make money and go back."

"There are a lot of people in the village waiting to eat. Opening up wasteland is not something that happens overnight, and all the food cannot be grown overnight, don't you think so?"

Fang Jinxiu was miserable as soon as he started. Last time, he discovered that Pan Zhi'an was an upright person and somewhat resentful of the rich.

After discovering that she has money and some intelligence, he will think of ways to make the best use of her.

The incident last time really scared Fang Jinxiu, so now she pretends to be weak when she can, and suffers when she can. Maybe she has to win some sympathy from Master Pan and help her more in business.

Pan Zhian didn't take this trick and moved away with a quick glance.

"Mrs. Zong, you'd better talk nicely. Why are you coming so late at night?"

He felt that Fang Jinxiu didn't have enough time to come to the Yamen to visit him and establish a relationship. She must have her own purpose in coming to him.

"Haha, look what Mr. Pan said, I have always been talking well."

She lowered her head and touched her nose. Pan Zhian looked young, but there were wrinkles at the corners of his eyes. He was probably older than he looked to the naked eye.

Fang Jinxiu secretly guessed how old he was. He could have completed the imperial examination and had been released as an official. He should be 27, if not thirty.

The fact that Pan Zhian still doesn't have a wife at such an old age is probably related to his temperament of rejecting people thousands of miles away!

(End of this chapter)

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