In principle, the procedure for transferring household registration should be as follows: the person concerned submits an application, the village where the person resides reports it, and only after the accepting village agrees can the procedures be completed at the county government.
However, the situation was special. Knowing that the two exiles had fallen out with Wan You to the point that everyone knew about it, even if the two found Wan You, he might not cooperate. Deng Zisong thought of a way to deal with the situation in the future, so before leaving, he directly asked the county magistrate to handle the transfer of their household registration.
But once the matter is settled, I must inform Wan You.
Next, Deng Zisong went to the prefectural government office to ask Ruan Qian to find a solution and negotiate with the county magistrate.
The two knelt down and kowtowed to thank everyone present, as if they had been reborn.
The two asked Ruan Qian and Village Chief Feng if they could go back and start packing to move to Fengjia Village. Ruan Qian replied that he suggested they go back to Wanjia Village, make some noise, and hopefully get kicked out...
Wanjia Village could not accommodate them, so it was only natural for Magistrate Deng, as the local official, to consider the well-being of the people and allow Fengjia Village, which was closer to them, to accept them.
Although the procedures have been completed, the timeline is inverted. To avoid any future disputes, we must be on time.
The two reacted quickly, clasped their hands in greeting, and hurriedly left through the back door.
Ruan Qian and Village Chief Feng, instead of leaving immediately, began discussing the land allocation for the new residents...
Deng Zisong finally returned when it got dark.
He looked gloomy, but when he saw Ruan Qian and Village Chief Feng, he clearly perked up.
After taking a few sips of tea, he finally told the whole story about the prefect summoning him.
Just as Ruan Qian had predicted, word for word.
In response, Deng Zisong, reminded by Ruan Qian, replied with extreme humility, which greatly pleased the prefect.
Magistrate Deng thought to himself: You think you've succeeded? We'll see!
Magistrate Deng hadn't felt this good in a long time!
He had always been reluctant to confront the prefect, but suddenly realized that as long as he planned ahead, he could still vent his anger even if he adopted a soft attitude!
He suddenly felt an immense sense of anticipation for the future!
At this crucial moment, if he weren't worried about the news leaking out and the prefect getting even angrier when he found out, he would have loved to throw a big party to celebrate!
Ruan Qian informed Magistrate Deng about the two exiled criminals, and then bid farewell to Village Chief Feng.
With Ruan Qian there, Magistrate Deng had no worries at all, and he and the Assistant Magistrate personally saw the group off at the door.
After watching them go for a long time, the county magistrate sighed, "My lord, it's been so long since I've seen you so happy!"
Deng Zisong smiled at the person who spoke, "Brother, why don't you take a look in the mirror too?"
“It’s not just you. I saw that recently, when we were busy confirming household registrations, Feng Da and the others were even busier than before. They didn’t return to the county office until dark, but everyone was very motivated.”
"It is clear that as long as people can live a better life, everyone is willing to do something practical, even if it is hard work."
"Yes! How long have Nanxian County and Fengjia Village waited to finally have such a talented person? There have always been capable people among the exiles, but most of them were only thinking about how to leave..."
"It's never been an exaggeration to say that we can connect our local businesses like the He, Sun, and Lin families like this, with such vitality!"
"More than that! Next time, come with me to Fengjia Village and see for yourself. The villagers' appearance has also changed a lot!"
"Although they were still wearing coarse linen clothes, they had smiles on their faces and light in their eyes. As I looked at them, I secretly reminded myself to do more and lend a helping hand when they needed it!"
Upon hearing this, the county magistrate's smile widened even further.
When they got home, it was almost midnight. Ruan Meng had made a late-night snack herself: chicken noodle soup, which she kept warm over a low flame.
The village chief ate a large bowl of soup and even gave him a bowl of chicken soup before letting the third brother take it back.
Both the eldest sister-in-law and Ruan Meng felt very sorry for the eldest brother.
Ruan Qian was really hungry. He didn't usually eat much, but he actually ate half a bowl of chicken noodle soup.
Ruan Qian let his elder brother wash up first, so that he could go to sleep after the acupuncture treatment.
Just as Ruan Qian was lightly asleep, Ruan Meng's eyes turned cold, and she whispered:
"If Wan You dares to act recklessly again, I'll kill him!"
The person who had just fallen asleep suddenly opened their eyes, startling Ruan Meng!
Ruan Meng stuck out her tongue, "Don't worry, big brother, before I do anything... I promise I'll tell you first!"
Ruan Qian's cold gaze swept over her, and Ruan Meng changed her words, "I'm asking for instructions, I mean, I'm asking for instructions from my elder brother..."
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