When I became a Jade-faced Fox

"Sir, don't you feel unhappy when those people say this?"

The person who said this should be the county magistrate's servant, who was tidying up his bedding.

Yu'er sat on the beam and looked at the two of them.

"What's there to be unhappy about? This is actually a good thing."

The servant boy didn't understand, so he stopped what he was doing and turned to look at his master.

"Ahfu, you have been studying with me for many years. I wanted to release you from slavery and let you take part in the imperial examination."

"But if you can't even figure this out, I'll be worried about letting you go."

The county magistrate named Zhu put down the book in his hand.

"My Lord, I have said many times that I will not leave."

"I know you are speaking up for me, but if you think about it from another perspective, it's probably because life is not easy."

"If you live a good life, who would really care about those trivial things?"

"So I have to do my job well, follow the family precepts, and be a good official."

Be a good official. These four words made Yu'er stunned for a moment.

It was as if the child of a few years old appeared in front of her again and spoke to her with great confidence.

You should study and become an official. Be a good official, like her.

Originally Yu'er was calm, but now she desperately hoped that the newly appointed county magistrate was really Yuanbao's descendant.

Yu'er didn't want to wait any longer and wanted to show up right away.

But he heard the book boy Ah Fu say, "The Zhu family motto is to be a good official. I believe you can do it, just like the ancestors of the Zhu family hundreds of years ago."

"Sir, are you really going to visit that land temple?"

Ah Fu was a little hesitant and stammered when he said this.

"Isn't it said that a gentleman should not talk about strange things?"

"Actually, I don't know if this is right or not, but this wish has been passed down for hundreds of years. Now that I have the opportunity to come here, I have to find a way to fulfill it for my ancestors."

"After all, as a descendant, filial piety is very important!"

As Magistrate Zhu spoke, he walked around the room, and hesitantly spoke as he did so.

As if he was trying to convince himself.

Yu'er looked at the current situation and realized that she didn't need to take the initiative. She just had to wait for them to come.

"Today, we also secretly inquired and found that the land temple is still there."

“And the reputation is very good, and even the location has not changed.”

"This, this... is too magical."

When Ah Fu said this, he lowered his voice unconsciously.

It's magical, Yu'er is not stupid at all, of course she understands what he means, she thinks it's really weird.

"No matter what, we'll know tomorrow. I'll sort out government affairs in the morning and go to the land temple in the afternoon."

County Magistrate Zhu patted his head and told Ah Fu, "Think about buying some tributes and incense."

"Don't worry, sir. Ah Fu will definitely do it properly."

When Yu'er heard this, she turned around and left. That was great. The feeling of waiting for others to come to you was much better than taking the initiative yourself.

The next day, no matter who saw it, they could feel that Yu'er was in a very happy mood.

No matter where she was in the temple, there was always a smile on her face.

It's completely different from the sad mood I felt when I came back yesterday.

It was not until the afternoon that Magistrate Zhu and his servant carried his things and slowly walked into the gate of the land temple.

"My son is Zhu Junjing. My ancestor's name is Zhu Huanjun..."

When this moment really came, Yu'er didn't know what to do for a moment.

"This is something that has been passed down in our family." County Magistrate Zhu took out an oil-paper bag from his bosom and handed it to Qian Hua.

Qian Huagang took it and was about to offer it in front of Yu'er's statue.

Under the gaze of County Magistrate Zhu, the oil paper package in Qian Hua's hand was opened out of thin air.

Inside was a letter and a statue broken in two.

When Magistrate Zhu saw the broken statue floating in the air, he began to explain the purpose of his visit.

"Grandma Land, the reason I'm here is to help my ancestors resolve a matter."

"He died of illness while in office, far away from Chang'an. Before his death, he set down many family mottos, among which studying hard and being a good official were the most important ones."

"Everyone in the family knows that this is the promise our ancestors made to you."

"He also left a will, hoping that his descendants would take him back to Chang'an in the future and send his belongings to the land temple."

"I have to say that he devoted himself to the people in his jurisdiction until his death. He deserves the heaven and earth, his parents, and your teachings."

When Yu'er heard this, she could no longer hold back and appeared, tightly holding the broken statue in her hand.

It was because the statue was broken that they lost contact.

"I want to know what happened back then. Why did the statue I gave him break into pieces?"

Magistrate Zhu was about to exclaim in surprise at the scene before him.

Of course, it is indeed quite scary to see a living person suddenly transformed before your eyes.

Qian Hua quickly said to him, "This is my master."

"The Chang'an Land Goddess really exists..."

"My ancestor once recorded in the family tree that he was born in the land temple. You even regarded him as the best among the three brothers and sisters at that time."

Qian Hua didn’t know whether this was true or not, and didn’t know how to respond.

"I want to ask about the statue."

When Magistrate Zhu heard Yu'er's voice, he came back to his senses, "The statue is broken, the statue is broken."

He muttered, "Afu," and pushed Afu, who was still in a daze beside him.

"Afu, where is the part of the family tree we brought back this time?"

"Sir, sir, the family tree is in the government office."

"Then go back and get it."

"Ahua, you take him there. Go quickly and come back soon."

Ah Hua nodded, grabbed Ah Fu's collar and went out.

"You are Yuan Bao's descendant, and you brought me news about him."

"I can promise that I will protect your safety while you are serving as an official in Chang'an."

"However, there is a premise that we are not allowed to do anything that is completely contrary to the will of the people."

"If you act recklessly, I will not tolerate you." He finished speaking.

Yu'er opened the letter. The signature was Yuanbao and the handwriting was the same.

This is not surprising, as the letter was written on hard yellow paper.

Appeared in the Tang Dynasty, it is a precious artistic processed paper. Made from tree bark, the paper is impregnated with the sap of the yellow osmanthus tree to give it a natural yellow color, and then wax is evenly applied on the paper. After calendering, the surface of the paper is shiny and moist, with good toughness and high transparency.

It can be preserved for a thousand years.

"I bought this hard yellow paper for him to take with him when he left home."

"I really didn't expect that after five hundred years, it would return to my hands again."

Yu'er felt deeply moved as she touched the paper.