The next day it was still early, and when the sun was on, Nan Ke came out of his room.

For him, he got up early, at least he hasn't reached three strokes yet.

Because he was going to the yamen to meet someone, Nan Ke told the manager last night and entrusted him with the clothes and outfits.

The manager has been familiar with Nan Ke these days. He has always done things with Nan Ke easily, and is more prepared in these aspects than Nan Ke himself thinks.

She wore a dark robe, a warm jade belt, a pair of black boots embroidered with flowing clouds, and a woman was specially arranged to combed her hairstyle for Nan Ke.

After completing the whole process, Nan Ke felt like he had been punished. In ancient times, it was troublesome to wear clothes, and combing his hair was even more troublesome.

Fortunately, this struggle is effective.

When Nan Ke appeared at the entrance of Bilin Pavilion, he could clearly feel the crowd around him stagnant for a moment.

He smiled proudly and Nan Ke walked towards the yamen.

Shortly after he left, a woman dressed in a maid came to the door of Bilin Pavilion and waved to the servant at the door.

"This guest is the best restaurant in the city, please do it?"

The servant pointed inside.

"Who is going inside?" The maid rolled her eyes and whispered to Nan Ke's back, "That young man, can you put a bell in your pavilion?"

The servant smiled bitterly, "That, that one is a distinguished guest."

There are not only women in their Bilin Pavilion to pick up customers, but there are also many noble people among the widowed women in the capital, which naturally breeds some other businesses.

Ordinary people don’t know about this kind of thing, but for the upper class, it is almost well known that there is a ‘gaga’ in such high-end restaurants.

The maid was not surprised when she heard this, and she pushed her voice a little lower.

"Then please help my lady tell the man that the price is easy to discuss. Our wife said that if this young man is willing to wait for a while at night, a house in the west of the city is indispensable.

If you have good kung fu and perform well, you can say anything else you want later. Our wife has nothing to lack."

This is a domineering statement, and it seems very generous when it comes to a delicate woman's mouth.

After saying that.

The maid threw two taels of silver to the servant, gave it a few more instructions, and then quietly slipped into a sedan chair across the street.

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When Nanke slowly reached the yamen, the sun shone in the sky.

The warm sun in winter is like the rain in spring, the most precious. It is sunburned softly on the body, as if it wants to pull out all the strength of the person.

The gate of the yamen was much more gloomy. I don’t know if there were too many ghosts. It was obviously under the sun, and the temperature here was obviously several degrees lower than the surrounding area.

The yamen runners guarding the gate wore a fur coat, leaving the capital against a mountain of 100,000. The fur is much cheaper than other places, and ordinary yamen runners can also buy a few pieces to protect the cold.

This one he bought was not his own, but the county magistrate was kind to his brother who was willing to stay and guard the gate. Each of them was given a uniform, which reduced some of their resistance to guarding the gate.

The county magistrate’s reputation has been at its peak recently;

But the popularity of the yamen is getting lower and lower day by day.

Nan Ke walked all the way and saw that the closer he got to the yamen, the fewer people were here, and many people would rather take a detour than pass by the yamen gate.

After all, everyone knows what kind of people come to this yamen every day, and everyone knows that this is a good thing, but after all, humans and ghosts have different paths. Since there have been rumors that they can see ghosts here, this place has become a "forbidden place".

The yamen guarding the gate saw Nan Ke. He was newly transferred. Although he had never seen Nan Ke, he could also see from his dress that he was either rich or noble. Therefore, his attitude was quite friendly and he asked actively:

"Is there anything wrong with this young man?"

Nan Ke pointed to the yamen, "Is Mr. Liu here?"

It is inevitable that Liao must be busy. Just be called an old yamen runner if you lead the way.

"Yeah, it's still my own family."

The yamen runner didn't doubt that he was there, and he smiled and brought the relationship closer.

"Young Master is here to wait, I'll call Mr. Liu out."

In a while.

Mr. Liu rubbed his eyes and came out from it. It can be seen that he should have been napping somewhere before.

"Hey, sir, here."

Mr. Liu quickly met up, and he also regarded Nan Ke as a Qi training man. Given the performance of their new county magistrate, the entire yamen's impression of Qi training man continues to improve.

"Where is your county magistrate?"

Nan Ke asked.

"I'm busy inside, sir, are you looking for it?" Mr. Liu replied.

"I made an appointment to see you today and lead the way."

Nan Ke is really rude. This yamen is now the most familiar location in the capital except Bilin Pavilion.

Mr. Liu leads the way ahead.

Liao Bihui is not in the main hall now, but in the study room on the side.

When Nan Ke walked in, he was sitting behind the desk. The books on the table were piled up into a hill, but they didn't seem messy and were well-coded neatly.

Seeing Nan Ke come in, Liao Bihui raised his head and rubbed his sore wrist, "You are here."

"Um."

Nan Ke sat down on the side.

Mr. Liu picked up the teapot next to him and poured a cup of tea for Nan Ke, then bowed and stepped back.

"This county magistrate is really hard to be a good person."

Liao Bihui shook his head and sighed.

He had always not understood why those scholars and officials were obviously just ordinary people, so he disdained the Qi training genius.

Now I understand that I have specialized in this profession. If these scholars and officials really devote their energy and time to their practice, they will really not be able to say who is higher or lower.

And just like a Qi training man needs talent, local governance and government affairs are also talented.

He claimed that he was not very talented, but his efficiency in handling various affairs at this stage was obviously not as good as that of the old county magistrate who was already old.

"The greater the ability, the greater the responsibility."

Nan Ke took a sip of tea and said casually about chicken soup.

The tea in this yamen tastes like the coffee in the police station in later generations.

Liao Bihui thought about it for a moment, took out a piece of rice paper from the side and sprinkled it on it with a brush dipped ink for a few times.

Nan Ke glanced at him and found that he didn't know how to write, but from the perspective of a layman, this handwriting was not far from that of the later generations.

"This sentence is incisive." Liao Bihui blew the rice paper and put it aside. "When the ink is dry, I will hang it up and place it on the wall behind it, always alerting myself."

"Tell me about the Demon War."

Nan Ke came here this time, not just chatting.

He was from the south in his previous life, and he didn't have the talent that a pot of tea in front of him, and the two of them chatted for an afternoon.

Liao Bihui packed up the table in front of him, "I discussed it with the old county magistrate, and he reported your name."

"What then?" Nan Ke asked.

"Reporting is the first step, which is to avoid identity review and other trivial matters. However, whether you can join in later needs to decide whether you have a demon proof system. Their recruitment standards are not high, and the process is quite cumbersome.

But after the old county magistrate said, the problem should not be big, and you are lucky, and you are just in time. On the one hand, the demon warding department is preparing to expand its scale, and on the other hand, they have been short of people in the capital.

Nan Ke looked at Liao Bihui.

The latter seemed to have not seen it, and he lowered his head to start cleaning up the desktop.

"..." Nan Ke shook his head, "Old Liao, you have learned bad things."

Being a honest man, he began to learn to keep inseparable not long after entering the yamen.

Why did the Demon-Jiangzi choose to expand its scale at this time?

Why is the land of Liudu lacking manpower at this time?

Since you want to go in and join this organization, you naturally have to understand the actions and reasons.

I added it in a daze, saying that I could be sold and still helped me count the money.

Liao Bihui smiled 'hehe', "I'm waiting for you to ask. If you don't ask, how can I know what to say?"

He calculated that these days he had been buried in government affairs, and it was boring for a long time, so he wanted to have some fun when he saw someone.

"OK."

Nan Ke nodded, "Then tell me why the Demon Warrior suddenly wanted to expand its scale? Logically speaking, the scale of such a yamen should have been finalized at the beginning of its establishment?"

Liao Bihui leaned on the back of the chair and said slowly: "You should know that before me, there was no example of Qi training men becoming officials in Chu."
To be continued...