He came late, and all the officials and constables came. Although the governor Han Pan did not order names every day, everyone was having a meal at the public. Even if they had sex last night, they had to come on time in the morning.

Yang Ze led the vendor into the judicial room from the side door and shouted in the yard: "Everyone, you didn't sleep well last night. We worked hard as a servant, slept later than a cow, and got up earlier than a chicken. Who else knows this hard work except ourselves?"

The people in the room looked out together and saw that there were several vendors carrying loads standing behind Yang Ze. They were surprised and didn't know what was going on.

Hu Zi ran out of the police room. He didn't sleep all night and didn't even sniff for a while, but he was so energetic that he couldn't tell at all. He smiled and said, "Mr. Xiao Yang is right. We are working hard. We go to bed late and get up early. But as long as we can keep our safety, it's worth it no matter how hard it is!"

The officials and the constables all left the house, and Xie Wenxiu also came out. Everyone thought to themselves: "Isn't it hard? Is it very physically exhausting to listen to music and dance?"

Yang Ze smiled and said, "Come on, I'll treat you to breakfast today. I've paid the money. Take what you want to eat yourself. Don't be polite to me!"

"You can't be polite to Mr. Xiao Yang!"

"You are kind to Mr. Xiao Yang, that's called seeing the outside world. We must not see the outside world!"

As expected, there was no politeness. Everyone laughed and picked up breakfast and drank. Some people had already eaten it, but it didn’t matter. Someone treated me to me, so what could I do if I had another meal? Eat more, it would be better to save all the lunch. That’s really nothing!

Yang Ze took a breakfast and brought it into the office room. He sat by the desk and ate, put out the letter paper, and began to write letters to his parents. The letter was written in detail, and he entered the medical department as a doctor, and then went to the judicial room to study the "Dafang Rule". He also wrote about things such as getting a big house and a gold nugget, so he wrote them all to make his parents happy.

After writing the letter, he turned around and asked Jie Wenxiu, "Mr. Jie, I want to send a letter to my home. How is this letter sent?"

Jie Wenxiu had no grudges against Yang Ze at this time. He was well-documented and generous. He invited food and drinks, and listened to music. He beat the sudden attack on people and did not forget to share him with one. What else would he have to be dissatisfied with?

After hearing Yang Ze ask about sending the letter, Xie Wenxiu said: "It's difficult for ordinary people to send letters. At most, they will ask an acquaintance to help bring them back, but our sending letters is very simple. As long as you send them to the station, someone will deliver them to you."

As he said that, he took out the envelope, took Yang Ze's letter from home, put it in the envelope, pasted the envelope, and then took out his own book and sealed it. After thinking about it, since the human relationship was done, it had to be done well. He took out two chicken feathers and glued them to the envelope.

Yang Ze said: "Is this a chicken feather letter? Is it an expedited time for the sticking of chicken feathers?"

He thought that this was a letter from home, so there was no need to rush, and he was satisfied if he could help the station deliver it. Why bother the messenger too much!

But Xie Wenxiu said, "Yes, sticking chicken feathers is an expedited momentum, four hundred miles of speed. Mr. Xiao Yang's home is in Baoan County. I send a letter today and can arrive today!" After that, he sighed and said, "It's a pity that you can't stick three feathers. Only emergency military information can speed up to 600 miles of speedum, otherwise you might receive a reply tonight!"

Yang Ze grinned and said that it would be too slow to rush for 400 miles. It can be regarded as a express delivery. It is really not necessary to rush for 600 miles!

Xie Wenxiu called a clerk and asked him to send the letter to the post station. The clerk had an egg stuffed in his mouth and planned to eat lunch. He heard that he wanted to send a letter to Yang Ze's family, so he happily went to the post station and looked very willing to serve.

It passed quickly in the morning. Yang Ze flipped through a book. Before lunch, he exchanged gold nuggets and exchanged them from the money shop for copper coins. These days, gold is usually used for collection, often for emergency response, or only for bulk transactions. Usually, it depends on copper coins.

The Dafang Empire has no silver notes yet, and there are many copper coins that are redeemable. Of course, the character "Hu" cannot be used to enter the judicial room to share with everyone. He asked the shopkeeper of the money shop to write hundreds of notes and stamp them with seals. Each note is two to several notes. According to the official position, it is divided into clerks. As long as the officials have the notes, they can go to the money shop to get money. This is also the most primitive silver notes.

After the distribution, Huzi came to Yang Ze, took the rest of the notes, and whispered: "The adults in other rooms have to score a little. The villain will give it to Mr. Xiao Yang. No matter how many it is, it is always a matter of meaning. If you have anything to do with someone in other rooms in the future, it is easy to talk to!"

Yang Ze raised his thumb and said, "You are still thoughtful!"

Huzi said again: "After sharing by head, there are still a few coins left, this money..."

Yang Ze shouted: "Of course I've eaten. Is it not time for dinner? Let's go to the restaurant again, drink less and eat more vegetables, and never give up until I spend all my money!"

Huzi smiled and said, "I knew Mr. Xiao Yang was happy!"

Everyone was overjoyed when they heard that Yang Ze was going to treat him at noon. Each of them was free to give him extra money and had to eat. Although everyone was a master of food and get a snatch, Yang Ze's treat was really embarrassed!

However, in addition to being happy, some people regret it. What do they regret? They ate too much breakfast and wanted to eat lunch, but they didn't expect to go to the restaurant for a big meal at noon. There was no place in their stomachs! Otherwise, go find a place to vomit first...

The crowd left the yamen in a mighty manner and went to the restaurant to have a lot of food and drink. Being an official is happiness. With a boss like Yang Ze, being an official is even happier!

I had to be on duty during the day, and everyone was not happy to drink, so I ordered a lot of big fish and meat. Just like during the Chinese New Year, I ate and drank a lot.

When the people from the judicial room returned to the yamen, they told the people from other rooms that the officials in the Sihu and Sili were all envious of their eyes. The Guazhou officialdom has not been so generous for many years and can make money. I finally got one, so why did the judicial room people meet? How could it be if the one in his own room!

In the afternoon, Yang Ze glanced for a while and continued reading. This day, he lived a peaceful life. Han Pan and Xiang Chengwei didn't look for him, and the hospital didn't come to him. He just focused on reading and nothing else happened.

When the scattered yamen arrived, a sudden mission came and said to Yang Ze: "Mr. Yang, the beauty's boss lady here is here, saying that she is asking you for something urgent!"

Yang Ze was about to go home, but when he heard this, he couldn't help but be stunned and said, "Who is looking for me?"

The servant said, "It was Mrs. Qiu who came by the car, just waiting at the side door!"

When the officials next to him heard this, they all laughed. Some officials said, "Can Mrs. Qiu fall in love with our Mr. Xiao Yang, so he came to meet him so hard that Mr. Xiao Yang would go to her place tonight?"

Some said, "Mrs. Qiu is too old, how can she be worthy of our young and handsome young man! "

After hearing their jokes, Yang Ze also wondered, Miss Qiu wouldn't really want the old cow to eat tender grass, she is very tender, but she is not the old cow that she is willing to give it to her if she wants to eat it!

Xie Wenxiu said, "Maybe I want to do your business. You can be considered a big financial supporter. If you don't mention the money, you just need to make a few good lyrics for her, and she can't enjoy it all."

Yang Ze shook his head and said, "How can there be so many good words for her? Besides, I am not good at making lyrics. It is far-fetched and needs to be refined, and it needs to be refined!"

Everyone laughed, and Jie Wenxiu also smiled and said, "Don't be humble. If you continue to be so humble, we will almost feel that you are scolding people! Let's go out and have a look with you. If Miss Qiu is really not tactful, she will block you."

"It's so good, so it's a hard time to help you!" Yang Ze.

Called Mugen, a little follower, and the three of them got out of the office room and went up the street from the side door. Sure enough, there was a carriage parked at the intersection, and a little maid stood beside the carriage. Seeing Yang Ze coming out, the little maid hurriedly knocked on the car door. Madam Qiu got out of the car.

When the two approached, Jie Wenxiu said first: "What are you asking for? Let's just say a long story short. Mr. Xiao Yang still has something to do!"

Madam Qiu greeted the two of them, and she said bitterly: "I have met two officials. Mr. Xiao Yang, it's amazing. My Swallow Girl is actually sick after seeing you. If her illness cannot be cured, she will not be able to sing in the future. Mr. Xiao Yang will have to save her!"

Yang Ze was shocked, what a joke, I got sick when I saw me. I wanted to rely on me to spread it?

Jie Wenxiu's face suddenly darkened and he shouted, "Damn it, don't think you are a woman, you can gossip. If you dare to say something about lovesickness, you must be careful of your tongue. You must know that after passing the door behind me, it is the torture room in Guazhou!"

He was thinking about Yang Ze. It doesn’t matter if the literati is romantic. Not to mention going to the song and dance floor, it doesn’t matter even if he goes to the brothel. But if he is blocked by a woman outside the yamen, then this is a loss of face and will have an obstacle to his reputation!

Madam Qiu hurriedly said, "Don't misunderstand, sir, don't misunderstand it, how could it be a lovesickness? My Swallow Girl has another disease!"

The young follower Mugen was unwilling to do so and said, "Our young master is a doctor. Others only see the doctor when they get sick. How can they see the doctor first and then get sick? Are you talking nonsense? You need to know that my master will not agree!"

As he said that, he raised his waist, took out the iron ruler, and shook it at Madam Qiu. My master is a free agent, the waiter!

Madam Qiu hurriedly said, "It's all my fault that I didn't say it clearly. It's hiccups. My Swallow Girl is suffering from hiccups!"

Jie Wenxiu was furious and said, "I'm so brave. I dare to come to entertain officials. Is hiccups considered sick? Who hasn't hiccups?"

Yang Ze didn't say anything, but thought to himself: "If you have to get a fight, wouldn't you be sick!"

Sure enough, Madam Qiu said, "Swallow hiccups never finished. She has never stopped for a whole day since she woke up in the morning and has no intention of stopping. The business cannot be done and she can't sing anymore. Once she hiccups, she can't even play the pipa!"

The singer and dancer got the problem of hiccups, so he really couldn't do business. He lost his job. No wonder Mrs. Qiu was anxious. If the pillar fell, the loss would be great!
Chapter completed!