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MTL - To Hold One’s Joy-Chapter 502 Hashirimizu
Chapter 502 Walking Water
Stacks of rosters filled the table.
Sun Shilang smiled and said: "Great Governor, take your time, and the subordinate officials will not bother you."
Luo Dadu smiled and nodded: "Master Sun, please do yourself."
After Sun Shilang left, Governor Luo put away his smile and stared at the stacks of rosters with flickering eyes.
These rosters are divided according to the five cities in the southeast, northwest, and middle areas, and each area is divided into squares.
Governor Luo was silent for a moment, then reached out to pick up a roster and flipped through it.
When the seventh month of the seventh month of the Wuchen year, whenever a woman born at this time is scanned, it will be written down in black and white.
And every name written on the white paper is a girl who is just seventeen years old.
When writing down these names, Governor Luo's heart was heavy. When he picked up the Xicheng scroll and opened the volume where Luo's mansion was located, he saw that Luo Sheng's birthday was written on it, which was the seventh day of July in the year of Wuchen. Maoshi.
Governor Luo stared at the row of small characters, his chest was full of blood.
After an unknown amount of time, he silently pressed this booklet under several other books, picked up the booklet he had read before, and continued to read.
Time goes by little by little, the rosters that have been read are getting thicker and thicker, and there are more rosters that have not been read.
Sun Shilang walked in and said with a smile: "General Governor, it's already noon, let's take a break and have a meal together."
Governor Luo hesitated for a moment, then closed the opened roster: "Alright, my eyes are dry."
Sun Shilang scanned the roster on the table and clicked his tongue secretly.
Governor Luo is really not afraid. If he looks at so many rosters, his head will grow bigger.
Considering the status of Chief Superintendent Luo, it was difficult to make do in the Yamen, so Sun Shilang took Chief Governor Luo to a restaurant near the Yamen.
It was meal time, and the restaurant was very lively.
After two glasses of wine, Sun Shilang chewed the stewed beef and said with emotion: "Speaking of which, the stewed beef tastes the best in a wine shop."
Although Chief Governor Luo was in a depressed mood, he couldn't help smiling after hearing this: "Master Sun often goes to my little girl's restaurant?"
Sun Shilang sneered: "Occasionally, occasionally."
He wants to go often, where is the money?
Governor Luo thought of the price of the black shop, so he understood Sun Shilang's awkward smile, and said with a smile: "When I finish my work, I invite Mr. Sun to have a drink there."
Sun Shilang's eyes lit up, and he thanked him from the bottom of his heart: "Then I would like to thank the Governor."
Zhao Shangshu invited a meal earlier, but he still hasn’t had enough.
Hey, it seems that you have been lucky recently.
Thinking in this way, Sun Shilang opened up the conversation box: "Great Governor, how can you see so many rosters by yourself, why don't you arrange a few subordinates to do it?"
"The fewer people who know about some things, the better. Although there are many rosters, it takes a day or two to read them all."
Hearing what Luo Dadu said, Sun Shilang wisely didn't ask any more questions, but raised his glass and said, "It's really hard work, Dadudu. I would like to offer you a toast."
"It's my job. I should thank Mr. Sun for his help."
The two were talking politely, and the atmosphere on the wine table was very lively.
At this time, there was a lot of noise outside.
"What's the sound?" Master Sun held the wine glass and subconsciously looked towards the window.
Governor Luo put down his wine glass, frowned and said, "It seems to be the sound of a gong."
Beat the gong?
Master Sun's heart skipped a beat, and he quickly got up and went to the window to look out.
Governor Luo also walked over.
The two of them were in the private room on the second floor. From the open window, they could see people running back and forth, some carrying buckets, some beating gongs. It was a scene of chaos.
"It seems that the water has leaked somewhere." Sun Shilang stroked his beard and said.
Luo Dadu hurriedly said: "This place is quite close to every yamen, let's go down and have a look."
Sun Shilang immediately agreed: "Let's go and have a look."
Who's house is on fire in the clear sky and broad daylight? It's too careless.
The two hurried to the street, followed the crowd, and saw the place where black smoke was coming out at a glance.
Sun Shilang was stunned.
If he read it correctly, it seems to be the Yamen of the Ministry of Households—it really is the Yamen of the Ministry of Households!
After a short period of sluggishness, Sun Shilang ran away.
I was watching the excitement, but I never expected that it was my own yamen that caught fire.
Luo Dadu suppressed the joy in his eyes, and quickly followed.
The yamen of the household department was in chaos, and many people poured in to fight the fire.
"What's going on?" Sun Shilang roared.
A yamen servant said with a pale face: "Reporting to my lord, it's the second hall that got flooded. It's still unclear why."
Hearing that it was the second hall, Sun Shilang hurried over without asking further questions.
The second hall is where they handle their daily business. If it burns down, it will be a big trouble.
When he arrived there, Sun Shilang couldn't help but be stupefied.
The originally solemn and majestic place was billowing with black smoke, and the fire was terrifying.
"How could this be, how could this be..." Sun Shilang muttered, unable to accept the fact that the office was burned.
"Not good!" Governor Luo's face changed drastically, and he rushed into the fire.
A yamen servant hastily pulled Dudu Luo back: "Dudu, it's dangerous inside, you can't go in!"
Luo Dadu yelled angrily: "Let go, there are important things inside!"
The yamen servant looked at Sun Shilang helplessly.
Sun Shilang came back to his senses, and hurriedly tried to dissuade Governor Luo: "Governor, this fire can't come out if it enters, so don't be impulsive."
Luo Dadu smiled wryly: "Master Sun, you know, those rosters are still inside—"
"That can't be helped, why did this happen." Sun Shilang covered his face and cried as he thought about the consequences.
Seeing that Sun Shilang was crying, Governor Luo couldn't insist on rushing into the sea of flames any longer, instead he persuaded him: "Master Sun, don't cry, the water is the most difficult to control, and it's not your responsibility..."
The news that the household department yamen leaked quickly spread.
Emperor Yong'an did not meet the Minister of the Household Department who entered the palace to plead guilty, but first met Dudu Luo.
"what happened?"
"Weichen and Sun Shilang are eating, and the household department's yamen is out of water—"
"Where's the household register?" Emperor Yong'an asked directly, too lazy to listen to irrelevant words.
Governor Luo looked terrified: "The place where the fire broke out is the second hall, which happened to be the place where the officials checked the rosters, and those rosters were all burned... Your Majesty, I feel that there is something wrong with the yamen of the household department, and I am afraid that someone did it on purpose! "
Of course, Emperor Yong'an thought so too, and even had a little doubt about the courtier who was pleading guilty in front of him. , be sure to let me investigate this matter to the bottom!"
"The minister takes orders."
Governor Luo returned to the Governor's Mansion and sat down on the low couch in the study, heaving a long sigh.
It’s been fooled for the time being, as for whether it will go to the worst step in the future, let’s see.
Lin Teng went to see Luo Sheng as soon as he knew about it.
"Miss Luo, do you know about the flood in the household office?"
Luo Sheng nodded slightly: "I know."
Lin Teng was silent for a moment, and tentatively said: "I heard that your father was checking the roster at the household department—"
Luo Sheng smiled: "Because that person has a new order, saying that he made a mistake earlier, and the real problem to be dealt with is a woman who was born on the seventh day of the seventh month of the seventh month of the Wuchen Year."
Before Lin Teng could get angry, he heard the girl in front of him write lightly: "I was born at that time."
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