"Oh, I won't keep you any longer. The county magistrate wants to see you. Go quickly!"

So Boss Ye quickly followed the two constables to the county government office.

This was the first time that Boss Ye had entered the government office in his life. Although he knew that he had not committed any crime, he still felt his legs go weak the moment he entered the door.

Fortunately, the constable did not take him to the court, but went straight to the side hall at the back.

"Master Ye, please wait here for a while. I will go and invite my master."

Boss Ye felt uncomfortable when the two constables kept calling him "brave man".

As soon as we sat down, someone came in and served us tea.

Such treatment made him a little panicked. He thought to himself that he had only killed a few wild boars, not jackals, tigers or leopards. Was it necessary to mobilize such a large force?

He had just taken a sip of tea to calm himself when the county magistrate walked in with three men dressed as legal advisors.

Boss Ye quickly stood up and saluted.

"Mr. Ye, there's no need to be so polite." The county magistrate's attitude was a little too kind.

Boss Ye almost wanted to pinch himself to confirm whether he was dreaming.

After the county magistrate sat down, he asked him to sit down as well. He saw that the three men who looked like legal advisors who followed the county magistrate into the room were still busy there.

Someone brought them a table and chairs, and soon the table was filled with writing brushes, ink, paper, and inkstone.

The three of them sat down, spread out paper, picked up a pen, dipped it in ink, and hovered in the air, ready to record something at any time.

Boss Ye felt a chill on his back. He felt that except for the change of location, it was as if he was being interrogated, and those three masters were there to record his confession.

The county magistrate actually likes to beat around the bush when he speaks. Normally, he always says some nonsense first and then slowly gets to the point.

This is basically a common problem among officials. They value subtlety and tact, and think that being straightforward is a sign of lack of cultivation.

But the county magistrate didn't care about that today. Seeing that the three lawyers were ready, he directly asked about Boss Ye's hunting of wild boars last night.

This must be asked clearly, after all, it will be written into the memorial and cannot be made up by yourself.

If there is anything untrue that someone finds fault with, then it would not be a ladder to heaven, but a way to your own death.

Boss Ye didn't understand what was going on, but he still told the villagers how he discovered the wild boar last night and how he hunted the wild boar that broke into his house. He then went to inform the villagers and shot the other two wild boars with their help.

As he spoke, he couldn't help but glance at the three masters out of the corner of his eye.

I saw three people all busy writing.

Boss Ye was becoming more and more unsure. Was his little thing really worth three people recording together?

The whole story was quickly explained, and the county magistrate immediately praised him a few words, then turned to look at the three legal advisors.

The leader nodded slightly, indicating that it was enough. The county magistrate immediately said, "I never thought that it would be so long since the emperor praised you, and you have already made great contributions to the village. You are truly a role model for everyone to learn from!

"I've asked my master to record all the details of your wild boar hunting. I'll then arrange for people to go to various villages to give lectures, so that everyone can learn from your experience in hunting wild boars and your dedication to your own safety."

Boss Ye finally understood the purpose of his advisors' frantic writing and breathed a sigh of relief. He quickly said modestly, "Your Excellency, you are truly too kind. I just happened to have learned some archery and hunting skills since I was a child. I don't deserve such high praise."

"This is the truth. There's nothing to be ashamed of." The county magistrate patted Boss Ye's shoulder, looked up at the clock in the corner of the room and said, "It's getting late. Do you still want to go back to the village? I'll ask someone to hire a carriage to take you there."

"No, no, my fourth brother and I drove here together. I'll go find him and go home together." Boss Ye heard the county magistrate's intention to see him off, so he quickly stood up and took his leave.

As soon as Boss Ye left, the county magistrate couldn't wait to walk over to the table and ask, "How is it? Is it okay?"

“Don’t worry, sir. Recently, the capital and its surrounding areas have been attacked by wild boars to varying degrees.

"Ye Qingchen's wild boar hunting this time was the first in our county. Not only did it not cause any casualties, but he also subdued the wild boar in time.

"Besides, the whole village got some pork, so everyone was happy. I could have written a memorial and submitted it to ask for credit.

"But if it's just like this, although it's a meritorious achievement, it will hardly attract the emperor's attention.

"Fortunately, Ye Qingchen had just received praise from His Majesty a while ago, and then he made such a great contribution to the village. His deeds are clear and flawless.

"It only needs a little polishing before it can be submitted directly. I expect it will be delivered to His Majesty's desk early tomorrow morning.

"When the Emperor sees this, he will be delighted. I'm afraid you will be on the verge of a meteoric rise! I congratulate you now!"

The other two lawyers also bowed and congratulated the county magistrate.

The county magistrate smiled so much that his mouth almost stretched to his ears, and he said, "It's not even finished yet. I still need the three of you to polish it and write a good article!"

"Don't worry, sir. I've even made an outline. We can divide the work and work together to finish writing the memorial in no time."

At the county government office, three legal advisors were gathered together to discuss the wording of the memorial. Meanwhile, the captain of the police finally returned to the county town from Rongxi Village in his carriage.

At the city gate, he ran into the two brothers of the Ye family who were about to go home.

"Master Zhan, look at what I said, isn't this exactly what I encountered?"

Zhan Changsheng quickly stopped Boss Ye's car and invited the two brothers to sit down and talk in a teahouse closest to the city gate.

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