After a while.
A portly man in an official robe hurriedly ran in.
"Pri Minister, I... I greet you," he gasped, presumably rushing back, sweating profusely.
Bai Zhi’er looked at his fat head and ears, then thought of the emaciated common people.
She couldn’t help but pout, her little face showing disdain.
Pri Minister Wen’s face darkened, he asked, "It’s the hour of duty, where did the county magistrate go?"
The fat county magistrate was stunned, his small eyes twinkled with a look of deceit.
He imdiately knelt down, feigning tears, "Pri Minister, my eighty-year-old mother is gravely ill, I just went ho to see if she took her dicine on ti."
"I was late for duty, it’s my mistake, I’m willing to self-punish three months’ salary, please don’t be angry, Pri Minister."
Bai Zhi’er blinked her big black eyes, softly and curiously asked, "You went to visit your mother? But your steward said you went to inspect a nearby village."
The fat county magistrate’s motion of wiping tears froze.
Earlier in his rush back, the steward hadn’t even had ti to brief him.
He only heard that Pri Minister Wen suddenly visited, and dismissed a small governnt official sent by Master Wei.
Seeing the fat county magistrate stamring unable to explain.
Pri Minister Wen sneered coldly.
"I ca today to investigate a case from last year, but unexpectedly found that the county’s magistrate acts freely at whim, treating official duties like child’s play, it’s simply hateful and laughable!"
The fat county magistrate sweated profusely, "I was wrong, I’ll never dare again!"
Pri Minister Wen was too lazy to look at him, "Enough with the nonsense, imdiately find the case file from last April in Fanjin Alley."
The fat county magistrate quickly nodded, his legs weak; fortunately, other governnt officials supported him, preventing him from falling and making a fool of himself.
Soon, the fat county magistrate found the case file.
"Please have a look, Pri Minister."
Pri Minister Wen took it and handed it over to Bai Zhi’er.
The fat county magistrate watched, shocked in his heart.
Who is this little girl?
Bai Zhi’er blinked her big eyes, her little face solemn, looking from top to bottom.
She furrowed her little brows, confusedly asked, "Reconciled?"
The case file stated that Yang Zhuang, the victim, reconciled with the assailant, Wei Zian.
The fat county magistrate nodded, "Yes, the details of the incident, the outco, and witness testimonies are all written in the case file."
Bai Zhi’er pouted, "That’s not right, the person who was beaten was carried ho that day and couldn’t make it, died the next day, where did he have the strength to reconcile?"
The fat county magistrate turned his eyes, saying sullenly, "This case file also has Yang Zhuang’s signature and fingerprint, it can’t be wrong."
Bai Zhi’er tossed the case file onto the table, "Fake!"
She slapped the table with her small hand, angrily scolded, "Yang Zhuang died in April, the signature date on the file is at the end of April, he was already dead, how could he sign, it’s a fraud!"
After saying this, Bai Zhi’er got off the chair and walked out without turning back.
Additionally, she said, "Uncle Wen, also dismiss the fat county magistrate!"
Pri Minister Wen imdiately clasped his hands, "Yes."
He promptly stepped to follow.
The fat county magistrate, aghast, widened his eyes, hurriedly grabbed Pri Minister Wen’s robes, "Pri Minister, there must be a misunderstanding in this matter, please give so ti to clarify, we can’t just listen to whatever that little girl says!"
Pri Minister Wen looked down, cold-eyed at him.
"She is the Princess, does she need to choose an auspicious mont to dismiss you?"
After saying this, Pri Minister Wen flicked his robe, heavily snorted, and followed to leave.
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