Starting with the creation of the Immortal Clan through the compilation of the family genealogy.

Chapter 3 Sensible
However, such an opportunity to knock on bamboo poles is rare in the county. After all, the county is only a small place, and it's impossible for a rich fool to come to their door every day to knock on bamboo poles.

Furthermore, once these wealthy households have been extorted once, they will inevitably remember the lesson, making it almost impossible to find any leverage against them again.

For the next three or four days, the county remained peaceful.

As usual, Meng Xihong went to the yamen on time every day, and after get off work he would go home to take care of the children and flirt with his wife.

That day, after dressing neatly in his official robes, Meng Xihong kissed his son, who was still lying in Bai's soft arms. His chubby little face was incredibly cute.

Just as Meng Xihong was about to leave, Bai Shi also woke up as if sensing something. Bai Shi was about to get up to see him off, but Meng Xihong stopped her.

Meng Xihong pointed to the baby who was still fast asleep, leaned down and kissed Bai's cheek, whispering in her ear, "The baby was very noisy last night, you must have had a hard time. Get some more sleep, I'll be back from my duty this afternoon."

After saying that, Meng Xihong turned and left.

Before leaving home, Meng Xihong would, as usual, cast a divination every day to see how his fortune would be and if there was anything he needed to be careful about.

[Daily Divination, Today's Hexagram: Minor Auspiciousness. A benefactor will guide you, and unexpected wealth will arise. It is advisable to take advantage of the situation and stop while you are ahead. Your fortune is excellent; however, avoid greed and rash actions.]

Since Meng Xihong had his son Meng Yanqing, the daily divination has changed slightly. In addition to showing what is auspicious and inauspicious each day, it now also displays fortune and auspiciousness.

However, the most important change is that the hexagram provides a more specific description of one's own fortune or misfortune.

In the past, when the divination results appeared, the text always carried a sense of mystery and antiquity, like a landscape painting veiled in a thin gauze. Meng Xihong needed to ponder it carefully in order to understand its approximate fortune.

Now, the descriptions of specific matters have completely shed their ambiguity and become precise and specific.

Seeing that his luck was exceptionally good today, Meng Xihong was in a good mood and vaguely guessed where the money would come from.

as predicted.

Meng Xihong had just arrived at the yamen when he saw Wang Hai leading four constables, hurriedly preparing to leave.

Wang Hai also met Meng Xihong, and before Meng Xihong could ask any questions, he immediately urged him to come with him quickly.

Although Meng Xihong didn't understand why, seeing how hurriedly Wang Hai and his men were acting, it was clear that something big had happened. So he didn't ask any more questions and immediately followed them.

The group then hurried towards the east of the city.

On the way, Meng Xihong also inquired with his colleagues and learned that early this morning, the eldest son of the wealthy Sun family in the east of the city had openly driven a horse on the streets of the west market, injuring many people along the way and overturning more than ten stalls. The people had all gone to the county government to file complaints.

The Sun family is a major taxpayer in the county. They run a tailor business, owning nearly half of the tailor shops in the county. It is also said that they own thousands of acres of fertile land.

The Sun family and the county magistrate usually had a good relationship, but the county magistrate's seven-year term in Wufeng County was coming to an end. According to the imperial court's custom, before the end of his term this year, the prefectural government would send someone to assess the county magistrate's achievements during his term.

Generally speaking, as long as one's performance isn't too bad, a promotion is practically guaranteed. So, what the county magistrate is seeking now is stability, and he absolutely cannot allow anything that could harm his term of office to happen in the near future.

The Sun family just happened to run into a trap, and it seems inevitable that they'll have to pay a heavy price this time.

After a stick of incense.

Meng Xihong and his party had already arrived at the mansion of Sun Fuhu in the east of the city.

Sun Fuhu’s mansion was tightly shut, unlike before when the gates were always wide open, as if he wanted everyone to see what his house looked like.

The job of arresting Sun Fuhu's eldest son was the yamen chief Wang Hai's job. Meng Xihong was very sensible and just stood in the back to support him. It wasn't his place to take the lead.

After Wang Hai personally knocked on the door, it was quickly opened a crack. When the steward inside saw the yamen robes worn by Wang Hai and the several people standing behind him, he knew their identities.

The steward quickly led Wang Hai and his party into the mansion, carefully guiding the way.

Wang Hai stood upright, his face showing no emotion whatsoever. Meng Xihong and his entourage were the same, adopting a strictly businesslike demeanor.

Soon, Meng Xihong and his group were led to the backyard, where they met Sun Fuhu and the eldest son of Sun who had injured someone on horseback in the West Market earlier that day.

"You unfilial son, who gave you the audacity to ride your horse recklessly and injure people in the West Market?!"

Sun Fuhu was so angry that his veins bulged, and he raised the whip high in his hand and slammed it down hard on the back of Sun's eldest son, who was kneeling on the ground.

next moment.

"laugh!"

The moment the whip struck, the flesh on the eldest son of the Sun family was instantly mangled and bloodied, the whip stained with blood.

"what!"

The eldest son of the Sun family let out a painful wail, and then collapsed to the ground unconscious without warning.

Upon seeing this, the steward who was waiting nearby was shocked and quickly led his servants over to carry the young master away for treatment.

Sun Fuhu threw away the whip and hid his hands behind his back, but his hands still trembled slightly.

Sun Fuhu walked quickly toward Wang Hai, and said with an embarrassed smile, "I'm sorry to have made you laugh, Director Wang."

"Not at all. I truly admire Master Sun for handling family matters impartially. I will definitely report the truth to you when I return to the yamen."

"Thank you for your help, Magistrate Wang."

The words fell.

Sun Fuhu raised his hand and tugged at Wang Hai's hand, subtly slipping some silver into his sleeve.

This scene was witnessed by Meng Xihong, who had already entered the martial arts path and mastered the Ming Jin technique, making him a third-rate expert. However, he did not make a fuss and acted as if he had not seen it at all.

Sun Fuhu and Wang Hai went to the place and chatted for a while. When Wang Hai returned, he had a satisfied smile on his face. He shouted to Meng Xihong and his group that they were done for the day, and that the matter of arresting Sun's eldest son was over.

However, when Meng Xihong and his party were about to leave the Sun residence, they were stopped by the steward of the Sun residence and his servants.

Immediately afterwards, the steward of the Sun family smiled and stuffed the silver into everyone's sleeves, watching them leave.

Meng Xihong felt the weight in his sleeve and estimated it to be about twenty taels of silver.

Just by making that one trip, he earned twenty taels of silver, which was almost equivalent to his allowance for two years.

Meng Xihong knew that as a lowly constable, he would never have been able to get this money if Wang Hai hadn't called him up.

When no one was paying attention, Meng Xihong reached into his sleeve, took out about ten taels of silver, and quietly stuffed it into Wang Hai's sleeve, saying in a low voice, "Thank you, magistrate, for helping me make a fortune."

Wang Hai was taken aback at first, then a smile appeared on his face, and he nodded in satisfaction.

If even a minor constable like Meng Xihong could earn twenty taels of silver, Wang Hai would naturally earn much more, at least a hundred taels. He wouldn't even bother with ten taels.

But very few newcomers are as insightful and grateful as Meng Xihong. In the future, if something like this happens again, Wang Hai will naturally think of this sensible guy by his side first.

Upon returning to the yamen, Wang Hai went to report to the county magistrate, while Meng Xihong and his group carried out their routine patrols to maintain order, as usual.

(End of this chapter)