Fang Zhengji transmigrated to the Great Jing Dynasty, becoming a small county magistrate. He spent seven years building his own secluded paradise, originally intending to live a carefree life as a ...
It's a pity that I'm still in the local area and have no chance to make a name for myself.
Liu Xun laughed dryly twice: "No hurry! No hurry, every time a new official takes office, this government always has a welcoming banquet."
"I'll take you to get familiar with the environment first, and then introduce you to some people at the welcoming banquet. You can take a walk around the mansion first. I'll find a clerk to accompany you!"
After saying this, he raised his hand and called a clerk.
"Wei Shan, follow Master Fang for a walk."
"Yes, sir!"
Fang Zheng bowed again and again: "In that case, thank you very much, Master Liu!"
Looking at Fang Zhengyi's leaving back, Liu Xun looked a little strange.
This boy is quite polite, why does he speak so strangely?
Could it be that...the palace likes this style?
Fang Zhengyi and the clerk Wei Shan were walking in the government office, introducing each other as they walked.
"Sir, this is the Experience Department. A little further ahead is the Sixth Room. The Household Room is directly opposite the end of your walk."
Fang Zhengyi asked, "Where is the judge before I came here?"
"Oh, there were two Tongpans here before you came, but they were both transferred away, and I don't know where they went." Wei Shan replied respectfully.
"So...what do people usually eat in the government office?"
Wei Shan said: "This... the current situation is really difficult, so the food in the restaurant is not very good."
"It's usually watery soup, with some vegetable leaves considered good, but most people drink porridge."
Fang Zheng looked at him from time to time: "Thin porridge? The same thin porridge as in the soup kitchen?"
Wei Shan hesitated for a moment: "Probably about the same."