Through the troubled times and famine, I just want to farm peacefully

As soon as I arrived at the county government office, I met a horse-drawn carriage head-on.

The driver was the one who had been sent out to pick up Liao Changyi's uncle.

Liao Changyi jumped out of the car and bowed to her.

"My Lord City Lord, I have brought my uncle here."

At this time, a simple and honest man got off the carriage. Seeing Liao Changyi being very respectful to Lin Yinan, he guessed that he must be a wealthy family who came here to work.

The woman was no more than twenty years old, with a face as cold as ice, eyebrows like distant mountains, and sharp eyes. Her deep eyes were as calm as a deep well, and her thin lips, slightly pursed, were chilling.

After just one look, Shi Dahe nervously bowed to Lin Yinan.

Lin Yinan nodded slightly at him and said to Liao Changyi, "Let him go to the meeting room for a cup of tea first, and then you can invite your father over."

"Okay, I'll go right away."

The guard invited Shi Dahe into the meeting room, and Lin Yinan asked another guard to invite the Su family father and son over.

Then she went straight to the office in the county government office.

When Lin Yiheng saw her coming, he quickly stood up and walked to her side, staring at her from head to toe.

"Why don't you rest at home?" he said with a reproachful tone.

Lin Yinan raised his eyes slightly and smiled at him, "It's okay, just a minor skin injury."

"Just tell me what to do."

"It's nothing important. Go do your thing. I'll go to the dungeon to see how the interrogation of those assassins is going."

Lin Yiheng felt a little heavy-hearted, his eyes full of worry.

Finally, he could only helplessly remind her, "If you feel uncomfortable, go back and rest, don't try to be stubborn."

"I see. Brother, you are becoming more and more long-winded."

Lin Yinan waved at him and walked quickly towards the dungeon.

The dungeon is located right next to the original dining room. When the county government office was being renovated, Yun Mo had three or four more dungeons dungeons dug into an empty cell behind the death row to detain serious criminals.

The location is hidden, and the dungeon cannot be found unless you look carefully.

Lin Yinan walked to the innermost dark and narrow cell. It was surrounded by walls on all sides and had only one door and one window. A faint light came in through the narrow window.

Behind a pillar inside the cell, a winding staircase leads to the dark death cell.

Hearing the footsteps, the secret guards guarding the exit of the death row came out.

"City Lord."

Seeing that the person coming was Lin Yinan, the secret guard bowed to her.

"How's the interrogation going?" she asked.

"Mr. Yun is still conducting the trial."

Lin Yinan walked in. The dungeon was a bit eerie inside, with torches hanging on the walls. In addition to the damp smell in the air, there was also a faint strong smell of blood.

As we got closer, we could hear the assassin groaning in pain from time to time.

In the most spacious dungeon, three people were hung in the air on several wooden stakes, with their hair disheveled and their tattered clothes covered with blood. Through the holes in their clothes, one could see their skin and flesh were torn and bloody.

Lin Yinan's gaze swept around and finally fell on Yun Ye and Yun Er, who had bruises under their eyes.

"Did they recruit?"

Although he hadn't slept all night, Yun Er was still full of energy.

"Don't worry, Madam San. After our kind consolation, even if he has an iron tongue, he will have to open his mouth to me."

"Among the dozen or so people who came yesterday, there were people from the Yu and Fan families in Nanzhou Prefecture." Yun Ye said seriously.

"Why did they send so many people here?"

"What else can they do? They can capture the Yun family members and use them to threaten the Second Master and the Third Master." Yun Er crossed his arms, a sneer appeared on his handsome face, and continued, "They have already found out everything. They think they should capture you first, and then the rest of the Yun family."

"They didn't expect you to be so good at kung fu, or that we reacted so quickly."

Yun Ye, "The eldest young master of the Fan family suspected that it was us who killed Fan Xueli."

Yun Er rolled his eyes and said nothing. It was obviously them.

"What to do with these people?"

Lin Yinan glanced at the killer who was tortured beyond recognition and said calmly, "Kill him."

"Killed?" Yun Er was stunned. Just said killed so casually?

"What else?" Lin Yinan glanced at him, "How many medicinal materials will be wasted to cure him after he has been tortured to this extent?"

Now that there are so many people under the jurisdiction of Longtan County, how can we not be frugal?

Only when you don’t manage the household do you know how expensive firewood, rice, oil and salt are.

Yunye knew that these professionally trained killers were impossible to tame, so in order to avoid future troubles, he killed them all to be done with.

The killer, who had been tortured half to death, breathed a sigh of relief when he heard that he was going to kill them.

It's better to give them a quick death than to torture them like this. Anyway, there is not much difference between life and death for them.

"Death is the greatest relief for them," said Yunye.

"Then you guys handle it."

After chatting with the two for a few words, Lin Yinan left the dungeon.

When they arrived at the meeting room, Liao Zongwei and his two sons were also there, along with Su Kunliang and Su Yunzhi.

"Master Su is here."

After greeting everyone, Lin Yinan, under the cover of his sleeves, took out the booklet on woodblock printing technology that he had copied earlier from the space and handed it to Shi Dahe.

"I wonder if you can understand what's on this?"

Shi Dahe's dark face glowed red, his expression was nervous, his eyes flickered, and there was a hint of uneasiness in his tone, "I, I can't read."

Liao Changyi felt very embarrassed. He had gone through so much trouble to invite his uncle, but he didn't expect that the city lord needed someone who could read and write.

Shi Dahe's answer was within Lin Yinan's expectations. She then looked at Liao Zongwei and his two sons.

"Can you read?"

Liao Zongwei felt very embarrassed and said with some shame, "I only know a few words."

It is better to know a few words than none at all.

Lin Yinan handed him the booklet and said, "It records the technical secrets of how to do woodblock printing. Take a look and see how much you can understand."

Upon hearing that the booklet contained secret techniques, Liao Zongwei's hands trembled, and the booklet in his hand seemed to weigh a thousand pounds and almost fell to the ground. He opened it carefully and read it word by word.

The Su family father and son next to them were dumbfounded, with a hint of shock on their faces.

Lin Yinan easily handed over such an important thing to someone he had just met.

Should I say she is generous? Or is she a little too trusting?

"An Nan, this secret method should be kept well. How can we..."

Su Kunliang tried to persuade her from the perspective of an elder, but was interrupted by Lin Yinan.

"Master Su, the secret method is not difficult. What is rare is people with good skills and literacy. What I want to do is to print more books and spread more of the wisdom of our ancestors."

"After the book is printed, I want to build a school between several neighboring villages in Longtan County so that all children can have the opportunity to read and learn to read."

"I don't know if I can take part in the imperial examinations and bring honor to my family, but at least I know how to do math."

Finally, she took out a wooden doll from her sleeve and said, "Look at how exquisite the carving is. But the master is illiterate and can only teach his apprentices by word of mouth. If he could read, he could write a book about his outstanding craftsmanship and leave it to future generations. It would become a masterpiece and his contribution would be passed down through the ages."