"Don't dawdle, hurry to take office!"
Long Yue felt the man was becoming more reckless and pulled him down the mountain.
They had met his grandfather yesterday, today they were to handle Li Qingmu's appointment affair. Luckily, the officials in Xinan were close to the camp. Riding horses, they quickly reached the Southwest Prefecture and met the person in charge.
The person who came forward was a burly middle-aged official with a big belly, squinting and yawning, as if just waking up.
The officials coming to Xinan were either sent for committing errors or squeezed out for offending people, all without much prospect. So when he saw Li Qingmu and his wife, he didn't look pleased.
"Why are you here?"
He took a sip of tea, his attitude laid-back.
"Taking office."
"Taking office? What position? The officials here are already full!"
