I have to say that the two people wearing coarse cotton robes did look a little shabby.

Murong Yunhai secretly thought that if he could make a lot of money from selling coal this time, he should buy himself some decent outfits.

After all, I was once the No. 1 scholar, and dressing like this is really a bit of a loss of status.

Seeing that the two men were motionless, the gatekeeper stepped forward and threatened: "If you don't tell me clearly who they are, get out of here!"

Murong Yunhai responded calmly: "I am Murong Yunhai from the Yinsi tribe in Shangmu County. I have been ordered by the imperial envoy to come to visit Magistrate Song of your county. I hope to tell you."

The yamen officer looked him up and down and sneered: "You're such a bear, do you deserve to be called an imperial envoy? Are you crazy? Get out of here now. I don't have time to talk nonsense with you now!"

Murong Yunhai's expression did not change, he just took out his official document and title card from his arms: "Please take a look at this."

The yamen officer took the name card and glanced at it, and his expression immediately changed: "Sir, please calm down, I am blind and can't see far away, please forgive me!"

Murong Yunhai sighed softly: "I don't blame you for taking your eyes off me because of my shabby attire. Please go and report to the county magistrate quickly."

The yamen servant hurried in and soon came back to invite the two of them in: "Master Murong, please come in. Our grandpa has invited you!"

Before the two of them entered the main hall, someone was already talking:

"Who is this? He doesn't look like an adult dressed like this. He looks like a beggar!"

"Please keep your voice down, I am an adult from Shangmu County!"

"Are you talking nonsense? You can still call yourself an adult with this outfit? Even the elders of the Beggar Clan are nobler than him! Haha..."

"..."

Looking at Tuxlow with a dark complexion, Murong Yunhai shook his head: "Did you see that even if you are an official or someone with no money, you will still be looked down upon."

"This is what is called, although Coptis chinensis is bitter, it is even harder to have no money."

Tuxlow said with a sullen face: "You are really looking down on others!"

Song Yusheng looked to be in his thirties. He was a tall, strong, but somewhat fair, fat man with a dark mustache and a shiny face.

Magistrate Song's mustache was upturned, his eyes were narrowed and he looked up and down at Murong Yunhai, with an expression of disgust and contempt on his face.

He frowned and said with a heavy nasal voice: "The imperial envoy did not come in person, but sent a ragged and slovenly person like you. What is the meaning of this?"

"Although I heard that the situation in Shangmu County is difficult, when I see you dressed like this, I know that your place is completely impoverished. As a county official, how can you allow yourself to dress like this and ruin your appearance? Don't you let outsiders

After seeing the joke, I’ll wait for the officials??”

"I have long heard that Shangmu County is poor, but when I saw it today, it really deserves its reputation."

"At the very least, this may embarrass the imperial envoy in front of outsiders. At the most serious level, it may even discredit the emperor who is far away in the capital and handles government affairs, and undermines the dignity of the emperor!"

"If all officials are as careless about appearance and disheveled as you, where is the majesty of our officials? Where is the decency of the court? This is simply disrespectful to the Holy One!"

"Okay, okay, please take a seat. I am busy with official duties every day, and I don't have time to waste with you. If you have anything serious to do, please tell me quickly."

He didn't even have the intention of giving Murong Yunhai tea or hospitality, showing that he didn't take him seriously at all.

The master who was following the county magistrate immediately began to flatter him respectfully: "The reason why Shang Mu is so poor is because there is no such wise and powerful official as you, the magistrate, in office! If I were lucky enough to be governed by you, wouldn't I?

It will definitely look completely new within half a year!”

After hearing this, Magistrate Song immediately had a thick smile on his face and his eyes shone, obviously he was very pleased with the compliment.

But he then pretended to be humble and said: "No, no, tell the truth. It's better to say less in the future. In front of Master Murong, if you praise me like this, he will definitely feel uncomfortable."

"Having said that, I have been here for five years, and the people in the city are living and working in peace and contentment, and are prosperous. This also proves that my governance has been effective. If Lord Murong does not dislike it, I will be happy to use the governance experience accumulated over these years.

By teaching you and cultivating some skills, Shangmu County can do its best."

Murong Yunhai still had a gentle smile on his face, and his attitude was modest and polite: "Master Song is so generous, I really have some questions, and I would like to ask for advice."

Magistrate Song held his big belly with both hands, pushing out his chest, a proud smile on his face, and his eyes shining with excitement.

"Haha, you can't tell that Master Murong is young, but he is also a person who is eager to learn and thirst for knowledge. It is rare, it is really rare!"

"If you have any questions, just ask me. With my rich knowledge and extraordinary talents accumulated over the years, I will definitely be able to give you a satisfactory answer."

"Of course, of course you do. Whether you can understand and absorb the essence of me depends on your personal understanding."

"But I believe that with Master Murong's talent, he will not let me down. He will never be as poor as Shangmu County! Come on, come on, if you have any questions, please tell me. I can't wait any longer."

Murong Yunhai bowed his head respectfully and asked as if he was asking for advice humbly: "Thanks to Mr. Song's foresight, I would like to ask for advice on how to effectively organize defense and protect the border when the border is invaded by foreign tribes.

How about defending the country and consolidating border defense?"

With Master Song's profound knowledge and outstanding wisdom, he will definitely be able to provide you with a perfect answer."

Magistrate Song's smile immediately froze on his face, his big fat face was full of embarrassment, and he stammered: "This, this... I am just a scribe with a civil service background, how do I know anything about military training?"

What about the war?"

Murong Yunhai sneered, and his tone suddenly became serious: "Master Song is wrong in what he said. The first three magistrates of Shangmu County who died in the border war were all civil servants and did not understand marching and fighting."

"However, in order to defend their country and for the people of Shangmu to live and work in peace and contentment, they resolutely put down their pen and ink, put on their military uniforms, sacrificed their lives for righteousness, and guarded our homeland with their blood and lives."

"Three county magistrates have sacrificed their lives one after another, and the people of Shangmu County have become as poor as they are today. However, they exchanged their lives for the stable life you have lived in the boudoir for a long time."

"As soon as I entered the house today, I was laughed at by you several times for my shabby clothes. The reason why you can have no worries about food and clothing is precisely thanks to my county officials and people in Shangmu, who extinguished the border beacons with their blood and blocked the

The iron hooves of foreign enemies."

"If it weren't for them sacrificing their lives for righteousness, I wonder if Mr. Song, would you be able to sit back and relax today?"

Seeing Magistrate Song's face turning green and white, Murong Yunhai changed the subject.
Chapter completed!