MTL - It’s Obviously a Life Skill, But You Developed It Into a Magical Skill-Chapter 47 Beating drums to express grievances

Chapter 47: Beating the drum to complain

The gate of the county government office is very lively at the moment.

 Two large benches, which can seat four or five people, are placed in the middle of the front yard.

 Two people were lying in the middle of the big bench.

When walking at the door, Zhou An felt very familiar. When he arrived in the yard, he could tell who it was at a glance.

Isn't this the head catcher that Mr. Xu Hecai just took office?

Although Zhou An didn't pay much attention to this, he vaguely remembered that the newly appointed arrester's surname was Sun.

 How come we haven’t seen each other all night? What happened?

In addition to Master Xu and Capt. Sun who were lying on the bench, there were two other constables standing next to them.

 The detectives all held boards in their hands, about eye level.

There are also some police officers, watching the excitement around, pointing, with excitement on their faces.

Yu Hang is also inside, and he doesn’t even read a book at the moment.

Put the book on your waist, stand on your feet and look inside with a gossipy expression on your face.

Zhou An was confused and didn't know what they were doing. He walked up to Yu Hang and poked him twice.

"What are you doing? Where are you working in broad daylight?"

Yu Hang thought it was who it was. When he turned around, he saw it was Zhou An. He quickly came over and whispered: "Hey, buddy, I just arrived and I heard something. This guy Sun Xin gave a gift to the master. That's why." The person who became the head catcher will be punished today and will be slapped immediately. "

 Be punished?

 When Zhou An heard these two words, he had already guessed the reason.

 It was revealed that the co-authorship was a gift.

It’s not right either. No one dares to expose it.

 After all, even if this matter is exposed, the most it will do is get a slap in the face.

 If Master Xu finds out by then, these little shoes will have to be worn for a lifetime.

Yu Hang also saw Zhou An's thoughts and continued: "No one exposed him, and this guy also knew that he was the head catcher and he just wanted to earn some salary, so he kept a low profile and no one bothered him.

“But the county magistrate has come out of seclusion, and after another scare, the two of them said everything. Otherwise, they are experts. The magistrate’s skills are so hard to convince people.”

Zhou An was stunned.

 The county magistrate has left the country?

 This is a strange thing.

But if you think about it carefully, this is not too unusual.

 He had already heard about it yesterday.

Now the court has changed the method. Just holding it in is not enough. You must first pass the first hurdle.

 When the Supervision Department comes to inspect, if they are not given, they will not even have a chance to be selected.

 It is actually natural for the county magistrate to leave the customs.

 “How many boards do you need to play?” Zhou An asked.

This scene is the rhythm that should be punished.

"Twenty big boards, I guess I won't be able to get out of bed for several days." Yu Hang gloated.

Don't underestimate twenty big boards. Ordinary people may not be able to bear ten big boards.

This was the first time Zhou An saw a police officer and master being beaten, and he was also prepared to watch the fun.

Just at this moment, there was a sound of footsteps in the house directly opposite the door.

 A middle-aged man in official uniform walked out of the house.

 The middle-aged man is thin and not very tall. He has a finger-long beard and holds a volume in his hand.

The scent of a scholar's book spreads out.

 Zhou An has heard of the county magistrate.

 The county magistrate's surname is Chen, and he has a single name.

It is said that before he was admitted, he was still a poor boy.

 After passing the exam, I came to Anding County.

 Before the retreat, Anding County was really managed in an orderly manner.

 Although it doesn’t have much merit, at least it doesn’t have any flaws.

 Sometimes, having no problems is considered a good thing.

 The most important thing is that County Magistrate Chen is a scholar.

 These days, not every scholar can be considered a capable scholar.

 Among the four gates, the threshold for scholars is the highest.

 If you have not realized that level of threshold, even if you are in front of a great official, you will not have the power to surpass ordinary people.

 And County Magistrate Chen just entered that level.    Entering this level, I have already surpassed many people.

"If you haven't done anything yet, what are you waiting for here? Do you want me to help you personally?" Magistrate Chen's tone was calm, and coupled with his bookish style, he showed his scholarly style.

But as a county magistrate for such a long time, even if his tone is calm, he is not angry or intimidating.

 The two detectives who were about to execute him shivered.

Originally, I wanted to take care of the old friendship, be gentle, and let the two people scream a little more miserably, so that they could get away with it.

But now that the county magistrate is personally supervising, they don’t dare to think of holding back.

 The board was lifted high and fell heavily.

 The sound of the banging was very dull, and it was precisely because of the dullness that it really hurt.

Screams and dull sounds echoed throughout the yard.

Zhou An also saw this kind of flower work for the first time and thought it was wonderful.

 Twenty big boards were played very quickly. When the last board fell, Master Xu and Capt. Sun had no energy to scream anymore.

“If they give or take bribes, if they do it again next time, I will increase the punishment and pull them down!” County Magistrate Chen waved his sleeves.

The two detectives quickly agreed and quickly pulled the man away. Two more detectives stepped forward and packed up the bench.

“What are you still looking at here? Just do whatever you have to do!” Magistrate Chen snorted again.

 The detectives were startled and immediately dispersed.

Zhou An is also planning to leave and go to the kitchen to work on his proficiency.

But before he went to the kitchen, he heard the sound of drums.

 “Boom!”

 Drumming is dull and frequent.

 Zhou An looked at the door in surprise.

 Drumming?

 It’s actually drumming?

There is a drum at the entrance of the Yamen, which is called Tanggu.

 Generally, no one beats the drum of the Chu Kingdom.

If you dare to beat the drum for small things, you will get a slap in the face.

 There are only two situations where people will beat the drum.

 The first is emergency situations, such as the discovery of strongmen and thieves, or the emergence of large-scale problems with huge threats.

 The second is major matters, such as important matters, major grievances, etc.

In a situation like this, something big is bound to happen.

  Magistrate Chen had already returned to the inner court.

 He was born in poverty and had no house in Anding County, so he lived in the inner courtyard.

After hearing the drums, he ran out with a solemn expression.

 When the inspection was approaching, drumming suddenly occurred, and he was naturally in a bad mood.

The detectives also poked their heads out of the room.

Since Magistrate Chen took office, no one has played drums, so they are naturally curious.

 “What are you still doing? Hurry up and start the class!”

Magistrate Chen waved his sleeves and went to the lobby.

The detectives also had no ink marks. Some of them went to the lobby, while others went to the door.

Zhou An and Yu Hang followed to the lobby and stood on both sides of the lobby.

He was also curious about who played the drums.

 Not long after, two detectives brought the drummer up.

 Zhou An looked at it for a moment.

The person brought up was an old man in his sixties, with gray hair and skinny bones, as if he could be blown over by a gust of wind.

The old man was timid and knelt in front of the lobby, not daring to say a word for fear of making the county magistrate angry.

Magistrate Chen frowned tightly, slapped his face in shock, and shouted in a deep voice.

 “Who is coming? Why are you beating the drum?”

 (End of this chapter)