When there was still a mile away from the village, the team rested, and Lin Haoran took a sedan chair to Sunjiazhuang. It's not that he deliberately wants to put on a show, doing so is not only a kind of dignity for his Shuntian Mansion Yin, but also a kind of attention and respect for Sunjiazhuang.

An official sedan chair carved with birds and a large brown umbrella symbolizing status, behind it are flags with fame and official positions, and in front are gongs and drums representing official authority.

Although Sunjiazhuang belongs to Shuntianfu, it is located in the west of Wanping County, far away from Beijing, and there is no official road adjacent to it. Therefore, it is isolated from the outside world, and it is not much different from the villages of ordinary prefectures.

It took a lot of time to get to this small village hidden in the mountains and forests.

It's just that to Lin Haoran's surprise, he thought that the people of Sunjiazhuang would greet him at the entrance of the village, but he never thought that there would be no one at the entrance of the village.

However, he was never too picky, and immediately let people go straight into the village, also to get a good look at the remote villages under his rule.

Although he had a utilitarian mind and wanted to gain a good official reputation in the entire Shuntian Mansion, he really wanted to do something practical for such poor people, so that the life of these compatriots could be better.

Shuntianfu Yin is in person, which is naturally the first time for such a remote village. And with the appearance of this luxurious honor guard, the village became audible.

Gou Xiancheng originally planned to meet this arrogant man for a while, and even sent this arrogant man to the county jail, but looking at the honor guard from far and near, his mouth was wide open.

With his limited knowledge, although he didn't understand why a girl was wearing clothes that looked like flying fish suits, he knew that this was the honor team of several officials, and he guessed which big guy came to this broken village where birds don't.

"Really, it's coming!"

Sun Jiazhuang and the others naturally did not suffer from amnesia, and they already thought of the high-ranking big man, so they all fell on Sun Jixiang again.

Although the guard of honor was in front of them, many villagers still had unbelievable expressions on their faces, and the high-ranking Shuntianfu Yin had really gone to their village without any difficulty.

You must know that since the establishment of their village, there is only one Wanping Zhixian who has imitated it.

Sun Jixiang naturally didn't feel much surprised by Lin Haoran's appearance after seeing the tiger girl appear, but when he saw the arrival of this honor guard, his eyes couldn't help but overflow with tears.

He deeply knew how crucial Lin Haoran's appearance was. If Lin Haoran doesn't come today, then their Sunjiazhuang will not only be unprotected, but I am afraid that they will be charged with another crime by this unconscious official, and even their village will really be named a "den of thieves".

"The grass people meet Lord Yin!"

When Lin Haoran, who was wearing a three-grade official uniform, came out of the sedan chair, before Lin Haoran stood firm on the ground, the two hundred people here were kneeling and bowing in a regular manner, and the voices of the villagers in Sunjiazhuang were very loud and full of joy.

With the title of Lianzhong Liuyuan champion and first, he was given the title of Ming Wenkui by the saint, and he was only twenty-one years old and was already the official residence of the three products of the Shuntian Mansion Yin, the future ministers of the Ming Dynasty...... There was too much aura hanging over this Wen Kui, causing some villagers to suspect that he was not human.

Some villagers were extremely curious about this rumored Wen Kuijun, and with a sense of awe, they secretly raised their heads and glanced at them quickly, and the whole person immediately felt as if they had eaten honey.

As for those girls, when they saw Lin Hao, their hearts couldn't look up to themselves, and they were already fascinated by this man who seemed to live in the sky.

Lin Haoran stood firm on the ground, first glanced at the tiger girl who was squatting on the eaves and munching melon seeds and preparing to watch the play, and then he was surprised that there was a seven-grade official here, and he could see that there were traces of a fight here.

He was smart before, and naturally saw that something unpleasant had just happened here, but he still kept his composure, and personally stepped forward to help the patriarch up from the ground and said, "Old Sun, please get up quickly!" ”

"I can't help it!" The patriarch looked at Lin Haoran trying to pull him up, and hurriedly excused himself in flattery, but Lin Haoran still insisted on using a slight force to help the thin old man up from the ground.

The patriarch's eyes turned red, and he looked at Lin Haoran excitedly. He was just an old man in a remote mountain village, how could he have such an honor? Receiving such courtesy now is enough for him to brag about for the rest of his life.

"Xiaguan Wanping County Cheng Gou has no regrets about meeting Lord Yin!" Gou Xiancheng had a strong desire to show himself, but he climbed in front of Lin Haoran and saluted.

Lin Haoran is the Yin of the Sanpin Shuntianfu from the Hanlin Academy, and he does not regret being the Chengcheng of the Seventh Pin Wanping County. Not to mention the subordination relationship between the two sides, the difference in origin and grade alone has already made the two of them as much as mud.

Lin Haoran didn't pay attention to Gou Xiancheng who was kneeling on the ground, but asked seriously to Sun Jixiang who came up: "Sir, what's going on here?" ”

Sun Jixiang did not add oil and vinegar, but told the truth of the matter as it was.

"Lord Fu Yin, this matter is wronged! The people of their Sunjiazhuang came to my house to steal the secret recipe, and they sent someone to find it in their later life, and they never thought that the people of Sunjiazhuang would not return it, so this conflict occurred! The eyes of the members overflowed with tears, and they knelt down and shouted.

"Lord Fu Yin, the lower officials have verified that the wooden box should belong to the Guo Mansion. How can there be treasures in such a poor and sour place? Gou Xiancheng pointed to the treasure box and said very firmly.

Lin Haoran did not make a statement, but turned his head to look at the wooden box that fell into the patriarch's hand, and said with a slight smile: "Old Sun, please borrow the wooden box first!" ”

The patriarch seemed a little hesitant, after all, this was their Sun clan's ancestral secret recipe. Sun Jixiang saw the patriarch's concerns, and gave him a reassuring look. Throughout the Ming Dynasty, I am afraid that there are not many people who can enter the eyes of this Dongweng.

Lin Haoran took the box, looked at the box and obviously had several years, then looked at the members and asked, "Outside the members, you are so sure that the secret recipe is in the box, then this box should also be your thing, right?" ”

"Exactly!" The members rolled their eyes and nodded affirmatively.

"Since you are a reader, you are naturally literate." Lin Haoran stopped talking when he said this, turned his head to Zhang Hu and said, "Go, get him a pen and paper!" ”

"What are you doing here, sir?" The members raised their heads and asked blankly.

Lin Haoran met his gaze and said with a full sense of authority: "You write the first half of the secret recipe silently!" If you can be silent, this Fu Yin will naturally make decisions for you, but if you can't be silent...... This time you're not just making false accusations, you're committing robbers! ”

Yes?

When the members heard these angry words, they couldn't help but be dumbfounded, which was completely inconsistent with what he expected.

Zhang Hu went and returned, and he had already found a pen and paper and placed it in front of the members.

"Write it!"

"That's it! Why didn't you write it? ”

……

The villagers of Sunjiazhuang knew the truth well and immediately coaxed beside them.

The staff hesitantly grabbed the pen, but sweat slid down his cheeks and dripped onto the white paper, but the pen he held did not move.

"There are gods three feet above your head, if you want people to know, unless you don't do it! Guo Yuanwai, are you recruiting or not? Lin Haoran looked at his various behaviors, how could he not see the truth, and immediately asked in a cold voice.