The Strong Wife From Peasant Family Chapter 352 Accreditation

The village chief shouted for the villagers to come and tell them what Liu Zhimo had told them. The villagers all knelt down and shouted that the Lord was wise.

Some people even started to cry, feeling that after being suppressed for so long, someone finally stood up for them.

Liu Zhimo gently raised his hand, allowing the villagers to stand up. He comforted the villagers a few times, then turned and went back into the carriage.

"Milord, wait." An old woman with a cane hobbled over with a basket full of vegetables.

When Liu Zhimo saw it, he immediately alighted from the carriage and quickly went up, "Old man, walk slowly." He was afraid the old woman would fall.

The old woman bent her knees and was about to kneel to Liu Zhimo, but Liu Zhimo grabbed onto her elbow and stopped her from doing so.

"Master, this humble woman will remember your great kindness in her heart. This is the vegetable that this humble woman grew in her family. You can take it back to taste it."

Liu Zhimo released his hand, shook his head and said: "Elder, I cannot accept this official, this is my duty." He gently pushed the vegetable basket back to her, afraid that he would insist on giving it to him. After saying this, he quickly turned around and climbed into the carriage. He waved goodbye to the old woman and the others before entering the carriage.

The old woman knelt down with tears br.i.m.m.i.n.g in her eyes, shouting in a hoa.r.s.e voice, respectfully sending off the master.

The village chief and the villagers also knelt down and followed suit, shouting "see the lord out".

She turned her head to look at the village head and the villagers, then used her walking stick to rub herself against the ground, "Meeting such a good County Magistrate, it's our fortune, we usually have to follow the rules, we can't make it difficult for the County Magistrate, understand?"

The old lady was a person of great prestige in the Wutong Village. The villagers respected her greatly, so when she said her words, the villagers would usually take them seriously.

"I know!" The villagers answered loudly at the same time. County Magistrate was so considerate to them, how could they possibly cause trouble for him?

The village chief walked forward, supporting the old woman with one hand and taking the vegetable basket with the other to escort her home.

The old lady talked to the village chief in a low voice, her words and thoughts were all about Liu Zhimo's well-being, upon meeting him, their bitter days would be over.

Liu Zhimo, who had left the Wutong Village, did not know that this action of his had easily subdued the hearts of the villagers of the Wutong Village.

He was holding his forehead and thinking about Ying Jie's case.

He had a hunch that Wu Mei would solve this case overnight. Was there something that was hard to explain?

Thus, after listening to the Village Chief's words, he did not go to the Ying Family. Instead, he decided to find a time to secretly go there and see if Ying Jie's death was murder or an accident.

"Ugh …" Just then, Magistrate Ma who was sleeping soundly made a sound. After a while, he slowly opened his eyes.

He looked at Liu Zhimo for a long time before turning his head around and calling him Master.

Liu Zhimo held his head and raised his eyebrows, asking if he slept well?

The loud voices of the villagers did not wake him up. He was truly a G.o.d.

Magistrate Ma rubbed his forehead and laughed embarra.s.sedly, feeling that the carriage was still moving, he asked suspiciously, "Is he not at Wutong Village yet?"

He woke up from his sleep. Why hadn't he arrived yet? Had he not slept for long?

Liu Zhimo said that he wasn't there yet, so he asked Yue Yang if he should sleep a little longer.

If the magistrate wasn't going to sleep, how could he sleep?

Magistrate Ma shook his head and said, No need.

Liu Zhimo responded with a hum, then lowered his head again as he sank into deep thought.

Magistrate Ma scratched his finger, feeling that the atmosphere in the carriage was so quiet that it made him nervous.

He saw Liu Zhimo lowering his head and thinking about something, so he did not dare to disturb him. Since he had nothing to do, he lowered his head and played with his fingers.

When Liu Zhimo came back to his senses from his deep thoughts, the scene that greeted his eyes was like this.

"..." Had Magistrate Ma gone silly from sleep? Do you still think he's a three year old child? Playing with his fingers?

He opened his mouth and was about to speak when the carriage came to a halt. The guard lifted the curtain and said, Here we are.

Liu Zhimo acknowledged, and got off the carriage.

When Magistrate Ma arrived at the carriage and found out that he was at the yamen's door, he looked at Liu Zhimo in shock. He asked Liu Zhimo why he wasn't going to the Wutong Village, why did he come back?

Liu Zhimo glanced at him indifferently, then walked into the yamen with his hands clasped behind his back.

Magistrate Ma looked at Liu Zhimo's back figure in a daze, unable to comprehend the meaning behind Liu Zhimo's gaze just now.

When the guard pa.s.sed by Magistrate Ma, he said that they had returned from the Wutong Village.

What? He came back from the Wutong Village?

In other words, he slept all the way, and even Wutong Village didn't wake up?

Magistrate Ma stood at his original position, the wind was blowing wildly, he … How could he sleep so well? What would the County Magistrate think of him? Do you think he's useless?

Oh no oh oh no, how many things could he do to make up for it?

In order to make up for his mistake, Magistrate Ma worked hard, and when it was time for dinner, he let Liu Zhimo go home to eat dinner, so that he could settle the remaining Zong Volume by himself.

Liu Zhimo looked at the few Zong Volume remaining, and did not reject, "Then it's been hard on you, Magistrate Ma."

"Not at all, not at all." Magistrate Ma waved his hands frantically, "Please take care, Master."

Liu Zhimo replied as he happily left the yamen.

Back at his home, Li Qingling told him that he had arrived at Liu Family soldiers.

Fortunately, the house was big enough, or else he wouldn't be able to stay here.

"We're here?" "How many people have arrived?"

"Twenty people. I've arranged for them to be at Apricot and Pear Courtyard near the backyard." The two courtyards were barely sufficient for twenty people.

Liu Zhimo acknowledged and stood up, preparing to go see them.

Just as he walked out of the door, he met Xi Chun. Xi Chun hurriedly took a step forward and respectfully told Liu Zhimo that her captain, Liu s.h.i.+, had come to see him.

Liu Zhimo looked at Liu s.h.i.+ who was standing behind Xi Chun, and after a moment, he nodded. As expected of Liu s.h.i.+, he was a very calm person.

"Subordinate Liu s.h.i.+ greets Si Shaoye." Liu s.h.i.+ walked forward and cupped his fists towards Liu Zhimo.

Liu Zhimo smiled and nodded, saying that he had worked hard all this time.

"It's no trouble."

"I'll hold a welcoming reception for all of you later. Now, I'll have to trouble Captain Liu to bring me to meet the other brothers."

Hearing Liu Zhimo's intimate words, Liu s.h.i.+'s good impression of him deepened. After he said yes, he followed behind Liu Zhimo and went to their apricot courtyard.

He stood in the middle of the yard and called for the a.s.sembly.

In less than a quarter of an hour, twenty people had gathered.

Liu s.h.i.+ returned to the team and said loudly. Si Shaoye, twenty people come together.

Liu Zhimo took a small step forward, and glanced at the twenty odd servants below. "Brothers, thank you for all the trouble." Pausing for a moment, "Now we come to get to know each other. My name is Liu Zhimo, from today onwards, I ask for your advice."

After Liu Zhimo finished his introduction, the rest of the soldiers started to announce their names one by one.

He looked at them one by one, trying his best to remember every single one of them.

Liu Zhimo's way of doing things made the rest of the soldiers feel a lot of respect.

He felt that it was worth it for them to come all the way here to protect him.

When the last soldier finished introducing him, Liu Zhimo explained the situation at home.

"Si Shaoye, what are you planning to do with us?"

"Captain Liu, since you are the captain, then I will leave it to you to arrange it. I will not interfere."

Hearing that, Liu s.h.i.+ heaved a sigh of relief, his determined face revealed a stiff smile, and said yes.

He felt that staying by Liu Zhimo's side would be better than staying in the Guardian General's Estate.

In this place, they could freely arrange for everyone to display their skills without being buried.

At this moment, the depression he had been sent to protect Liu Zhimo had completely dissipated.

"If you lack anything, feel free to tell Madam. You're welcome."

"Yes, milord." This calling out to Master represented his acknowledgement of Liu Zhimo.

Liu Zhimo nodded at Liu s.h.i.+ again before he left the Apricot Inst.i.tute.

Returning back to his room, he heard that Li Qingling had organized the welcoming feast for tonight, he pursed his lips into a smile.

After Xi Chun left, he reached out to hold Li Qingling's hand and said, "My wife, it has been hard on you."

Li Qingling pouted at him, causing her to move his mouth. What was so difficult about that?

He worked hard, had been busy lately, and often went home in the middle of the night to sleep.

Her heart ached as she touched his thin cheeks. Even though she served him well, she could not see him grow any more flesh. One could only imagine how much effort he had put in.

"When can we finish dealing with the Zong Volume?"

"Soon." Liu Zhimo's hand covered Li Qingling's hand, and gently rubbed it, "When you're done with your work, rest for two days, and then you'll have a good rest." He was too busy to talk to her, and when he came back she was already asleep and still awake when he got up.

Although they were under the same roof, it was hard to say.

Li Qingling lightly nodded, and said yes.

It was time for him to have a good two days of rest. He had been too busy during this period of time with too little sleep, and the dark circles in his eyes could not dissipate.

"My wife …"

"Hmm?"

"My wife …"

"Here …"

"My wife …"

"Speak..."

"It's almost your birthday." Liu Zhimo pulled Li Qingling into his embrace and hugged him tightly. He leaned his head on her shoulder and blew gently into her ear, "My wife, how do you plan to pa.s.s your birthday?" Although he had already entered the bridal chamber with his wife, his heart was filled with an indescribable excitement.

Li Qingling shrank his head back in sensitivity, he reached out his hand to cover his mouth, not allowing him to do anything.

Unbeknownst to him, she had a plan, and he had a wall-ladder. He looked at her, narrowed his eyes, and kissed her lightly on the palm of his hand.

"Are you not tired?" Why didn't he take the opportunity to rest and continue teasing her?

"Plenty …" He didn't let her leave his embrace. "Darling, you're so tired. Wife, do you want to reward Darling?"

Reward?

What reward did this man want?

"Hmm?" Li Qingling reached out and cupped his face, pus.h.i.+ng him a little further away. He stared into Yun Che's eyes and asked with a smile, "What kind of reward do you want?"

"Any kind of reward?"

"No." Li Qingling rejected her, "Tell me, and I'll see if I can give it to you."

Liu Zhimo looked at Li Qingling with grievance, his wife was becoming more and more unruly.