on fire?

How come it's taboo to speak the word "fire" directly? Isn't it taboo?

Xie Qingyun was secretly puzzled when he suddenly realized: "What? It's on fire?" He was startled, and jumped out of the window. He turned over and looked up from the height of the roof. He saw a factory building to the south with blazing flames. He ran over and ran straight to it.

Breaking through the beam, I saw a pile of fabrics on fire, surrounded by finished products that were to be delivered tomorrow.

"Who the hell is in charge of the warehouse!"

He deplored the fruits of the workers' hard work. The free yellow paper burned, and he saw balls of water falling from the sky. Fortunately, before practicing drawing the talisman, he had pre-cut a portion of the yellow paper for later use, otherwise he would have been helpless at this moment.

"Plastic surgery, water prison."

The fire was put out just as it was about to spread. Only one corner was burned, so the damage was not too great. It was a great blessing among misfortunes.

Xie Qingyun breathed a sigh of relief, and immediately realized something was wrong. He smelled the aftertaste of the fire spirit gathering in the air. His eyes suddenly became sharp, and his consciousness went out. However, after searching for a long time, he found nothing strange.

At this time, the workers in the village hurried over with buckets, but found that the fire had been extinguished and couldn't help but froze there.

Cheng Daqian, who had arrived in a hurry, saw the remnants of flames and smoke, and all the fat on his body trembled. He felt painful and angry. Suddenly he saw Xie Qingyun's figure, and he quickly leaned over and whispered: "Mr. Qingyun, you put out the fire."

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Xie Qingyun nodded and glanced at him: "Master, please lend me a moment to speak."

Cheng Daqian's heart trembled, and he immediately said: "Please come to the accounting room."

He asked the steward to stay and deal with the aftermath, evacuated the crowd, and went to the accounting room with Xie Qingyun.

When Xie Qingyun saw no one around him, he asked seriously: "Who did the village owner offend?"

"Why did the immortal say this?" Cheng Daqian was shocked.

Xie Qingyun said: "This fire was caused by magic. Think about it if you have encountered any strange things or people recently."

"Something or someone strange?"

Cheng Daqian thought about it for a moment and said in panic: "It seems so. That happened before you came here. An immortal named Xu once came to our door and said that our Yunji Feng Shui was not good and suggested that we move. I didn't think so at that time.

Take it seriously, and the matter of moving the village is not something that can be done at a moment's notice."

Xie Qingyun thought thoughtfully and said: "The owner of the village should not make any noise about this matter for now, let everyone work harder, strengthen the vigilance of each warehouse, and then we can clear the goods tomorrow and worry less."

"That's all we have to do." Cheng Daqian immediately went to make arrangements.

That night, Xie Qingyun found a high place where he could see in all directions, but the arsonist did not appear again.

…

The sky is dawning.

Huang Qiming finished his morning classes as usual and went to Sanqing Hall for inspection. When he saw the disciples gathering around and discussing again, he said displeasedly: "What's going on?"

"Here comes the Master!" The disciples rushed up and said, "Another letter has come from the Zhongtu Courtyard. How long has it been? Who is this Xie Qingyun? Why do so many people write to him?

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"Is that what you call Xie Qingyun?" Huang Qiming saw that there were more than a dozen letters. He was shocked to the point of numbness and said expressionlessly, "All you need to know is that he is someone who even Mr. Mo writes to express his regards to.

"

The disciples opened their eyes wide, and one of them said: "Could it be that some senior has lost his kung fu and started cultivating again?"

The higher a Qi practitioner reaches, the harder it becomes to improve. Some will choose to spread their skills and re-establish their foundation in order to go further. Some will also choose to disintegrate their bodies if they consider the difficulty of their calamity.

Huang Qiming's heart moved, and this provided him with an idea. He took the letter and said: "From now on, just give all Mr. Qingyun's letters to me, and let's disperse."

…

At three o'clock in the morning, the sun shines.

It was originally a sunny day, but suddenly dozens of government servants and a dozen policemen with knives broke in outside the gate of the silk and satin shop. The workers came out of the dyeing rack one by one and looked at them blankly.

A man dressed as a scribe walked out of the class. Someone recognized him as the county magistrate of the county. The manager of the Cheng Mansion immediately approached him and said, "What are you doing, magistrate? We Yunji have always been law-abiding, but why did the three classes gather in Xiaozhuang?

ah?"

The county magistrate said with a straight face and a businesslike look: "Did Yunji catch on fire last night?"

"Yes...no, it was just a little accident." The steward was startled. The fire was put out in time. He really didn't understand how a near-miss incident alerted the Yamen.

The county magistrate said: "According to the "Liu Law", if there are any safety hazards in the use of workshops, the yamen has the right to order rectification. Yunji is also considered a big workshop in our county. There are more than 200 workers registered in the register, and not a single one is employed.

If it goes well, it will cause a big incident, so the county magistrate ordered Yunji to stop work for half a month and let the Yamen take over to solve the safety hazards."

The steward was startled when he heard Cheng Daqian's voice coming from far away: "Master County Magistrate, we must not stop work, we must not..."

Cheng Daqian trotted over panting, and said eagerly, "Yunji has agreements with many merchants. If the goods cannot be delivered on time, Yunji will have to pay a sky-high price for compensation. Even a villain can't afford to lose his fortune!"

The county magistrate said expressionlessly: "This has nothing to do with the Yamen. Anyway, we must start stopping work today and ask your people to leave Yunji immediately."

There was a "bang" in Cheng Daqian's mind, and his body slipped softly, but was supported by a hand. He turned around subconsciously, as if he saw a savior, "Sir..."

"I heard it all."

The person who came was naturally Xie Qingyun. He asked the people next to him to support Cheng Daqian, and then looked at the county magistrate with cold eyes. After the Yunzhou case, under the influence of Li Shuxia, he deeply disliked subordinate officials like the county magistrate.

"The Yamen wants to seal Yun Ji, where is the document?" he said bluntly.

"Who are you?" asked the county magistrate.

Xie Qingyun raised his eyebrows: "You don't care who I am, I'm asking you about the paperwork?"

"Why are you talking to the county magistrate?" The policemen all drew their swords, and the workers were so frightened that they all retreated. They were feeling complacent when they discovered that Xie Qingyun was motionless.

Sure enough, government administration was a major problem in feudal society. These damn bugs seemed to intimidate the common people... Xie Qingyun looked at the county magistrate coldly, thinking about how to properly solve it.

The county magistrate raised his hand to stop the yamen servant who was used to being domineering, took out the documents and threw them to Xie Qingyun, and said calmly: "Today's young students are quite courageous."

Xie Qingyun read the document and found that it was indeed stamped with the official seal. He knew that the arson incident last night was inseparable from the county magistrate. Wait, was this something done by those business houses in conjunction with the county government in order to demand sky-high compensation from Yunji?

With the financial resources of the trading company, it may not be impossible to support several Qi refiners.

He rolled his eyes and suddenly shouted: "You colluded with the trading company to set fire first, and Feng Yunji was behind, just to demand sky-high compensation. You must know that people are doing it, and God is watching, and the retribution will not be happy!"

One word stirred up a thousand waves.

Everyone looked at him in shock.

Xie Qingyun was observing the county magistrate throughout the whole process. As a veteran of torture, he was a little confused, because the magistrate's expression was first shocked and then angry. Obviously his guess was wrong.

Of course, it does not rule out that the county magistrate is kept in the dark, but this possibility is extremely low, because the county magistrate is equivalent to the county magistrate's personal secretary, and is responsible for the county magistrate's daily official duties, such as travel, visits, interviews, judgments, etc.

A persistent participant.

The county magistrate came to his senses and ordered angrily: "Come here, take down this unruly citizen who slandered Shangguan!"

At this time, a person outside the door suddenly said: "Sir, why don't you take me away too."
Chapter completed!