Royal Gold Medal County Magistrate

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The three of them fell into a daze.

What do you mean, 'Did you come here to take a dump?' Is that even human language?

Zhang Dongxiang's face turned red, and he slammed the table, angrily shouting, "Impudence! How dare you spout nonsense here?"

The waiter was startled by this and quickly said, "I'm sorry, I'm sorry, esteemed guests, it was my slip of the tongue!"

Li Yansong said gently, "Don't be nervous. I'm asking you, is this place actually Banshan Ward?"

The waiter hurriedly replied, ": "Yes, it is! This is Banshan Ward!"

The three exchanged glances, their eyes filled with shock.

Then, Li Yansong continued to ask, "Then why did you ask us that question just now?"

"That question?" The waiter blinked.

"Ahem... well, 'Did you come here to...' Ahem!" Li Yansong, at his age, felt it was embarrassing to say such a thing, so he coughed incessantly, and the atmosphere became a little awkward.

The waiter smiled: "Ah! I understand!"

"Speaking of this, the three of you may not know! The government in this ward has launched an activity: 'Poop and Win a Prize!' As long as you use the public latrine, you can receive a lottery ticket, and the top prize is five taels of silver!"

"Look at how many people there are today, because the lottery will be drawn in Banshan Square today!"

The three men's mouths widened in surprise. There was actually such a thing in this world!?

It's really... novel.

Waving away the waiter, the three began to discuss. Zheng Qiao said, "How about... we go take a look again? I think I saw some words written on the wall ahead?"

"Let's go, let's go, let's go!"

The three left a few coins and turned to patrol the streets.

At first, they felt that the things they saw were written quite well, and they kept nodding and praising them.

This is really a good way to put slogans on the walls, which not only has a very good publicity effect, but also allows the people to recognize a few more characters.

It can be seen that education is effective! Fang Zheng Yi's governance really has its own set of methods!

Like [Please take care of our ward for a better life] [Take three or five more steps to leave green grass], they are straightforward and easy to understand, and the meaning is very beautiful.

But as they walked, the three began to realize that something was wrong!

Once they walked to a narrow place, the slogans in the high-crime areas immediately turned into another style.

[Hold it in! The prize-winning poop activity is in full swing, please register at the public toilet to participate.]

[It is forbidden to defecate anywhere, exceeding one qian will result in confiscation of the tools of the crime.]

[Can't hold it in anymore? Poop in your pants!]

[Still pooping? Your mother is gone!]

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Li Yansong and the others' faces began to look unnatural. The large and small characters in the alley were simply vulgar and indecent, making it unbearable to read.

Zhang Dongxiang painfully clutched his chest, feeling a little breathless.

"Fang Zheng Yi... it must be Fang Zheng Yi! Is this something a human would do?? Your Highness!"

Zheng Qiao's originally serious expression suddenly burst into a smile.

Seeing this, Li Yansong also laughed uncontrollably. The two old men laughed so hard that they bent over.

Zhang Dongxiang was dumbfounded and said angrily, "What are you laughing at! What's so funny about such vulgarity?"

Zheng Qiao laughed for a while before standing up and saying, "This Fang Zheng Yi really doesn't take the usual path. Although these words are unsightly, they are indeed effective! Look, isn't every place on that street clean?"

"It can be seen that it really has an effect! And it's excellent!"

After speaking, his expression began to become serious: "However... this may indeed corrupt the Crown Prince. This person has no integrity and no bottom line in his work!"

Li Yansong echoed, "That's right! But it's okay to have good results. I hope the Crown Prince won't be led too far astray."

"There's also that public toilet lottery... do you want to go take a look? I'm quite curious."

Zhang Dongxiang flicked his face: "I'm not going! I'm going back to report him! This trend cannot be allowed to grow!"

"Oh, come on!" The two old men dragged him away without explanation.

Zhang Dongxiang was dragged to the public toilet against his will. At this time, because it was the time for the lottery drawing, there was a long queue outside the public toilet.

The three old men had no choice but to join the queue behind.

As they queued, they lost patience, but they were stuck in the middle.

Thinking that it would be a pity to leave after queuing for so long, they stood in the queue and sighed.

"To run here to queue up to relieve yourself at this age, really... sigh."

"Fang Zheng Yi has wronged me...."

Zhang Dongxiang sneered: "What does it have to do with him? Isn't it because you insisted on coming!"

"I, this old man, will be angered to death by him one day! Crap!"

Li Yansong and the other two shook their heads regretfully.

To be broken by a young man at this age, and to start speaking incoherently before even seeing him.

Shameful!

After queuing for a stick of incense's time, it was finally the three's turn. The few old men curiously took the paper slips, pressed their handprints, and then queued to enter the latrine.

None of the three wanted to go, and they stood awkwardly in the latrine, staring at each other.

"Tsk! With such a rough design, there must be many people falsely claiming. I want to see how he can get away with it."

"Yes, who will pay for the lottery? It can't be Fang Zheng Yi, can it? Is that fellow so generous?"

"Could it be that it's the Tai..."

"Shh! Don't make a sound, there are people here."

Because the activity of drawing prizes for going to the toilet has time requirements, the time spent inside cannot be too long or too short.

The three old men could only stand at the door and chat.

Someone came in and saw the three of them crowded at the door, and shouted, "Are you going or not? Are you going to block the toilet without pooping?"

Zhang Dongxiang immediately glared back: "What's your hurry! Isn't there still time left!"

The passerby smiled: "You three old fogeys also want to win the lottery? Dream on!"

The three glared at each other, feeling more and more regretful in their hearts. Shameful! It's really shameful!

This matter... must not be known to a fourth person!

The three looked at each other and nodded heavily.

Li Yansong and the others walked out of the public toilet with heavy hearts, sighing as they looked at the lottery tickets in their hands.

Why bother... The more they thought about it, the angrier they became!

"Let's go! Let's go see the lottery drawing! Anyway, we've already lost all face, so since we've participated, let's participate to the end!" Zheng Qiao had already figured it out.

He just wanted to see what tricks Fang Zheng Yi was playing.

The few followed the crowd and came all the way to Banshan Square.

Looking at the billboards around Banshan Square, they immediately fell silent.

Several billboards were now covered with painted paper. The paintings were extremely exquisite. Each painting depicted a person, in various poses, male and female, all holding a cup of tea.

The most eye-catching was a kind-looking middle-aged and elderly man, who looked very amiable and somewhat authoritative, holding a tea box with an honest face.

Next to it was an advertising slogan.

[Drink tea, drink good tea, drink Daping Tianxian Tea! Refreshing and healthy, replenish the kidneys that have been overdrawn.]

The three collectively fell into contemplation, and after a long time, Li Yansong opened his mouth and said:

"Hiss... why does this person look a bit like Eunuch Guo?"

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