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In fact, Ji Yuan didn't have to look for a specific house. The door on the left corridor was the one with the word "household" written on it.

It is now November, and in about 20 days, it will be New Year's Eve. As the New Year's Eve is approaching, the county yamen also has a lot of things to do. I am holding a pen and keep writing, and after writing a part, I am changing a book, so the reciprocation is uninterrupted.

"Dong, dong, dong..."

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

"Master Chief, I'm planning to get a letter from the post office."

The person inside stopped writing, looked at Ji Fate carefully, and then bowed his hands back.

"Sir, please come in!"

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

"Dare to ask Mr. Can you bring the household registration documents?"

"I brought it, please take a look at it, Master Chief."

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

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

Dazhen's post office generally only accepts letters to the people, but if the money is sufficient, other small items will also be delivered along the way, so the master does not know if there is something else.

He found a few booklets on the side, and after searching, he found the booklet of Tianniufang, and then turned over page by page. It took some time to finally find Jiyuan.

There are names in the book, most of which are ticked, and at first glance, they are not ticked, and they appear many times, but the main book does not need to find every name, because the same person's name is not ticked. All the letters are kept in one place, and if he finds one, he can take all of them, and he only needs to tick them all afterwards.

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

"Huhu..."

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

"Take it and go inside, and give it to the yamen at the door, who will lead you to the warehouse, be careful, the ink is still dry."

"Okay, thank you Master Chief!"

Ji Yuan handed over again, carefully took the note, and then walked out of the house. When he looked back, the master had already buried the case again to handle the documents.

In the end, it was Yin Zhaoxian's place, and the former Ning'an County magistrate was also clean and clean. With a good atmosphere and a sense of pride, all the public servants in Ning'an County dealt with government affairs with due diligence.

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

"Huo, there are quite a few!"

Suppressed holding a bundle of letters, patted the dust on it as he walked, Ji Yuan saw that the letters in his hands were as thick as a palm, or at least dozens.

Depressed, he went outside, untied the thin rope that fastened the letter, and flipped through it at will, confirming that it was all for "Ji Yuan", and then handed it to the long-awaited Ji Yuan.

"Sir, you've been waiting for a long time, here it is, this is all your letters, there should be nothing else."

"Thank you!"

Ji Yuan held the stack of letters in 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 to get them?"

Each workshop has a different officer in charge. If there is a letter, he will go to that person to see it, and no one will call back to the county office. This office officer has some color and luster on the letter cover, and I know that many of the letters are old.

This letter delivery is not necessarily a chore. There is a saying that the family letter is not exchanged for money. When the letter is sent, it is normal for people from not too poor families to give two copper coins or buy something to eat.

Hearing what the yamen said, Ji Yuan smiled.

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

The two of them didn't chat much. When they got to the outside entrance, Ji Yuan left alone, and bowed to the policeman before they left the door of the public office.

At the entrance of the inner court of the public office, the policeman stood still for a while, and was chatting with a colleague next to him when he was slapped on the shoulder, turned around and saw a strong man with gray beard.

The two officers hurriedly bowed and saluted, and said in unison.

"I have seen Lord Zhu!"

"Um!"

The person who came was Zhu Yanxu, the former magistrate of Ning'an County. Unlike the former magistrate, Chen Gao, who was promoted and departed, Zhu Yanxu is now old, but the current magistrate feels his virtue and knows his martial arts. Practice ya service officer poor.

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

"I just looked at that person who was kind. He came to get the letter? What's his name?"

"In response to Lord Zhu's words, that person is indeed here to receive letters. It's called 'Ji Yuan'. It's a plan. Uh, Lord Zhu, Lord Zhu?"

The yamen was talking and talking, and found that the old man Zhu Yanxu was staring at the outside in a daze. Although this man is old, his martial arts is recognized as the number one in Ning'an County. .

"Master Zhu? Master Zhu!"

"Ah, oh, I heard it, you have to wait and watch here, I'll leave first!"

Zhu Yanxu said absentmindedly, and then quickly walked outside. The two officers hurriedly saluted, but then they also looked at each other.

"This Ji Yuan is very familiar with Lord Zhu?"

"I do not know……"

Zhu Yanxu was old, but he was still agile. He quickly looked towards the street except for the entrance of the office. Apart from the hustle and bustle, he didn't see 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 was at the height of fame, when the county government was idle, there were people who guessed his age. Because of his manner of speaking, his style and his elegant face, most people guessed that he should be in his forties. But the kind of person who doesn't look old, no one thinks Ji Yuan is very young anyway, at least definitely older than Yin Zhaoxian.

Today, Zhu Yanxu's goodbye to Jiyuan is still the same as before, and some rumors about Jiyuan many years ago have also resurfaced in his mind.

Sometimes people are very forgetful. Except for 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 possible to remember fate now. Slightly, let's not mention whether these people can hit the fate.

But as long as it is remembered, it is deeply impressed, just like Zhu Yanxu now.

Zhu Yanxu stood there for a long time. When the two yamen guarding the gate at the back were going to step forward to ask a question, he gritted his teeth and walked away quickly, causing the two behind them to look at each other.

Zhu Yanxu is a martial artist in the end. He is old but has martial arts skills and has fast feet. After a while, he returned home and began to rummage around.

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 his hands and was busy asking.

"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 turned around with a frown.

"What kind of bird's nest, I'm talking about an inkstone, a cloud of water flowing inkstone, and it was given to me by Master Chen when he left!"

The old woman smiled.

"You're a warrior, of course you can't use things like that often, isn't there a study?"

"Oh, if there was one, I would look for it everywhere?"

"Then ask your son!"

Zhu Yanxu's home is not small, it is divided into two 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 office. Xie suddenly saw his father flash in front of him, and Zhu Cheng, who was startled, almost drew his knife.

"Father, you will scare people to death!"

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

"Where is my Fang Yantai, which Master Chen gave me back then!"

Zhu Cheng immediately felt guilty for a moment and hesitantly said.

"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, and in the blink of an eye it was gone.

In the afternoon, when Guibiao was at the turn of time, Zhu Yanxu had already carried the inkstone repackaged in the sandalwood box, as well as a few packets of tea, two pots of Huadiao wine and a few boxes of snacks in the building outside the temple, and walked quickly with these. The location of Tianniufang.

He didn't come here often, so he found the Ju'an Pavilion after asking several people for directions.

Back then, Ju'an Xiaoge, a haunted house in Ning'an County, especially Tianniufang, was kept secret, but now few people in Tianniufang remember this stubble. The younger ones just said "that deserted house where the jujube tree never blooms" .

The closer he got to Ju'an Pavilion, the young Zhu Yanxu actually started to get nervous. He finally arrived not far from the front of the courtyard. He saw that the courtyard door was half-open, but he didn't reach the courtyard door yet~www.NovelMTL.com~ looked up and thought subconsciously. I checked it, but I didn't see the small pavilion plaque.

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

Ji Yuanzhong's righteous and peaceful voice came from inside. It was obvious that Zhu Yanxu hadn't reached the door, and it was even more unlikely that he would be seen by the people inside, but since it was Ji Yuan, then nothing was surprising.

Zhu Yanxu calmed down a bit, walked to the door of the small pavilion quickly, pushed open the courtyard door and walked in. He saw the stone table inside, the plaque was lying sideways, and Ji Yuan was standing by the table, fiddling with pen and ink.

Ji Yuan looked up at Zhu Yanxu and smiled.

"Master Zhu, please come and sit down. The plaque in the small pavilion has been around for too long, and the vermilion lacquer is almost finished. It happened that a certain person was still a little confident in writing, so I thought about writing it myself."

"Oh, so that's right, Mr. Ji, since you want to write, try my Fang Yantai, this inkstone has a background, it's called Yunshui Liumo Inkstone, it is a superb skill in my early years in Ning'an County. It was made by the old master and used to cherish the materials. It was given to me by the county magistrate at the beginning. I was too wasteful to use it, so I gave it to Mr. Ji. Oh, and these are all small gifts. Now, just come to meet me and bring something..."

Ji Yuan nodded.

"Master Zhu, please take a seat, and put things aside first. This inkstone was given to you by Master Chen, and Ji is not easy to accept, but I will accept the rest."

"Uh, oh!"

Zhu Yanxu was a little nervous, he wanted to put something on the table, but the plaque was there, so he put it on the table first, watching Ji Yuan scrutinize the ink there, a pleasant faint scent of ink wafted out.

Even if Zhu Yanxu is a martial artist, he instantly understands that this is the best ink.

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