The boy was panting, and at the same time he was a little confused and confused.

This young boy was the second concierge. After receiving the order from the concierge boss, he went straight to the front hall, but was stopped by several government servants. This was beyond his expectation.

"May I ask you a question? Where are you from and what are you doing in the front hall?"

Another government official shouted angrily.

The second concierge suddenly came back to his senses: "I want to see the governor. There are many people outside the gate, including King Poyang and a senior official in purple robes. They are knocking on the door."

"What!"

The yamen servant had been in the yamen for many years, so he naturally understood the importance of things. Hearing this, he couldn't help but turn pale with shock.

King Poyang, how could he not know?

A high-ranking official wearing a purple robe, how could he not know what that meant?

In the imperial court, generally only high-ranking officials of the first, second or third rank can wear purple robes.

As for their governor, because Jiangzhou is Shangzhou, his rank is also the third rank. But the third rank of someone from outside... must be much higher than the third rank of the governor, because they are most likely sent by the imperial court.

"Are you serious?" The officer confirmed seriously.

"It's absolutely true. The three of us concierges saw it with our own eyes. They were right outside the door and were already knocking on the door."

The yamen officer took a deep breath and stared at the concierge, "You wait here, I will go in first and inform the governor."

"Okay!" the concierge replied honestly.

The yamen servant nodded, turned around and looked at the closed door of the front hall. He hesitated for a moment, then took a detour to the side door of the front hall and entered through the side door.

In the front hall, there was singing and dancing!

The yamen servant couldn't help but look at the dancer in the middle of the front hall. He saw a gorgeous dress, and the wicker waist exposed to the air was clearly visible. That twist and turn... Tsk!

The Yamen servant's heart skipped a beat, and he hurriedly withdrew his gaze, not daring to look any further. He bowed and walked quickly towards Fangtang, the governor above.

As soon as Fangtang, the governor, raised his head and drank a glass of wine, he saw the government servant approaching with his misty drunken eyes.

"What's the matter?" Governor Fangtang put down the empty glass, and the wine waiter who was waiting at the side immediately filled it up.

"Sir..." The yamen servant bent over and whispered: "The concierge said that a group of people came outside the door and were knocking on the door."

"Oh, who is it, Dong Cheng?" After Fang Tang asked, he couldn't help but patted his head and said with a wry smile: "Sure enough, drinking wine has misled people. I must be confused. The plague has been rampant outside for a long time.

Then Dong Cheng has probably turned into a rotting corpse, haha... By the way, who is out there?"

"Sir, according to the report from the disciples, among the people who came were Poyang King and a purple-robed official! The disciples didn't know whether to open the door or not, so they came to ask your Majesty to decide."

"What!" Governor Fangtang suddenly stood up from his seat. As a result, due to drinking too much wine, his body was uncoordinated. His leg hit the side of the small table, knocking it over.

The small table tipped over and fell to the ground with a loud bang.

The fine wines and delicacies on the small table were scattered all over the place for no apparent reason!

With this loud bang, the music in the front hall suddenly stopped, and it was quiet for a moment.

The dancers were also frightened and took a few steps back with a soft cry. Naturally, their graceful and graceful dancing was gone.

Such a loud noise naturally alerted Hua Chaoshi, Wan Qian, and the head of the Fuhu family headed by Xue Baochang in the front hall.

The movements of their hands suddenly stopped. Some were raising their glasses and preparing to drink from them, while others were holding chopsticks with a piece of food suspended in the air...

The movements in their hands suddenly stopped, and they all turned to look at the Governor above.

"Lord Governor, this is..." Hua Chaoshi squinted his eyes, glanced at the fine wine and delicacies scattered on the floor, then stared at Fangtang, and asked in confusion.

Wan Qian and others shook their heads, as if they wanted to shake off the "drunken feeling" lingering in their minds, and then stared at the governor Fangtang in strange and astonished ways.

Why did you drop the table?

The governor Fangtang ignored Hua Chaoshi and the others. He stared at the yamen servant and asked loudly: "You mean, the King of Poyang returned to Jiangzhou and knocked on the door? In addition, there is also a Zi

Senior officer?"

King of Poyang?

Purple-robed officer?

After hearing these two keywords, Hua Chaoshi and others next started to sober up.

They looked at each other, with disbelief in their eyes, confusion and shock, and of course, a trace of fear.

Their behavior of hiding in the Yamen was a huge taboo.

If someone gets caught, it will be a small matter for them to lose their official position, but it will be really bad for them to implicate their entire family and go to jail.

After Fang Tang asked that question, before the officer could answer, Hua Chaoshi scolded him: "That's nonsense. The plague is rampant outside and the streets are in chaos. At the time when the plague is raging, you actually said someone is here."

? Or King Poyang and a purple-robed official?"

Some facts are too cruel and serious. For Hua Chaoshi and others, they are extremely unwilling to believe that kind of result.

Rather than saying that Hua Chaoshi was scolding the yamen servant, it would be better to say that he was emboldening himself, or deceiving himself.

After Hua Chaoshi said these words, everyone stared at the yamen servant.

Wan Qian also rolled up his sleeves. If this was really a prank, he would be ready to chop off the officer's head on the spot!

As the governor of a state, Fangtang would naturally not be as knowledgeable as Wan Qian.

This yamen servant is his confidant and treats him well. He is confident that this yamen servant will not play tricks on him.

Besides, he is just a government official. Does he have the guts to play tricks on the governor?

impossible!

However, Fangtang didn't say anything, and stared at the yamen servant, waiting to see what he would say.

The yamen servant was worried. To be honest, he felt a little regretful, but as an "old fritter", how could he let himself fall into such a dangerous situation?

He was just a messenger, and he didn't bring the news.

So, the yamen officer hurriedly said, "Your Majesty, Governor, and other gentlemen, this message came from someone sent by the concierge. The concierge is outside. Why not call him and ask?"

Fang Tang nodded and waved his hand: "Bring the concierge in!"

The yamen officer secretly breathed a sigh of relief, thinking that he was finally getting rid of the blame.

If the concierge was just making it up, if this matter was brought to his head, it would be a charge of lax security at most...

Following Fang Tang's order, the door to the front hall opened, and two government officials outside held a boy's arms and dragged him into the front hall.

"Sir, the concierge will bring you here!"

"Well, are you the concierge?" Fang Tang looked at the boy and asked.
Chapter completed!