My Lady Is Not A Demon

In order to make it easier to investigate in the city, Chen Mu asked Man Jiaye to disguise him again with a new face.

Originally, Man Jiaye wanted to show off his own technology and said he wanted to transform Chen Mu into a lady's boss, but looking at the man's murderous eyes, he didn't dare to mess around and disguised Chen Mu as a rich middle-aged man.

"Actually, I really think that Lord Deng is a good official."

Manjiaye returned to the topic just now.

Chen Mu said indifferently: "The main reason is that his attitude towards Destiny Valley is too weird and must be investigated."

Man Jiaye raised his pink neck and said with a chuckle: "What's weird about this, aren't you saying that the old man Tianji doesn't believe in fate? They know that these are just scams."

"Different."

Chen Mu shook his head and wrinkled his brows like "Chuan". "From the perspective of his speech, Lord Deng still believes in destiny, but he dislikes Destiny Valley, which is a bit unpredictable."

Chen Mu took out a small book ‘Swish’ and wrote some information on it.

"Eh, I said you are jealous of him."

Man Jiaye suddenly looked suspicious.

From the people's point of view, she had a good impression of Deng Wensheng, and she was very dissatisfied to see Chen Mu always belittle it.

"envy?"

Chen Mu tapped the book several times with his fingers, and he didn't have a good air. "What am I jealous of him? Such officials are both a blessing and a curse to the people."

"why?"

This time Manjiaye asked very seriously.

She didn't understand why an official like Lord Deng was bad for the court.

It is this kind of official that the people look forward to most.

Chen Mu hesitated and asked, "What do you think about his six-year-old daughter stealing toys and killing him alive?"

Manjiaye was speechless for a while.

After a long time, the woman spoke softly. "It's really hard to understand, but this can't deny that he is an upright official."

"Yes, that's right."

Chen Mu nodded. "I won't deny this. This Lord Deng is indeed an upright official. But there are many kinds of upright officials, one is a good official, and the other... he is just an upright official."

"How to say?"

Manjiaye still didn't understand.

Chen Mu didn't detour: "I'll be blunt. Some upright officials are innocent for the'people', and some are innocent for the'name'. Obviously Deng Wensheng belongs to the latter."

"So you mean...he does all this for his own name?"

Manjiaye finally understood this.

Chen Mu faintly smiled: "Of course he is also a'min', but he pays more attention to'name'. If the balance between the two cannot be achieved, then this kind of official is very dangerous."

Man Jiaye was unhappy: "Even if it is for fame and fortune, but he does serve the people, what's the difference?"

The woman got rid of her disguise, stepped on a chair and sat on the table without any image, grabbed her tea and drank a few mouthfuls: "Speaking of which, you're still jealous. No matter how he promotes himself, just do things for the people. Then he is a good official."

"Yes."

Looking at the woman's slender, sturdy, curvy figure, Chen Mu nodded in agreement: "As long as you work for the people, even if it is really for fame and fortune, you are also a good official. But as I said earlier, Deng Wensheng's pursuit of fame is too great. Heavy."

"so?"

"So he beat his six-year-old daughter to death for the sake of fame. This is already very paranoid and sick."

"..."

Man Jiaye opened his red lips and chose to remain silent.

Chen Mu continued: "His wife is seriously ill, and the family does not have any extra money to buy medicines for doctors. If he is willing to borrow and ask for them, he will definitely be able to save his wife. But for the sake of his name, he is afraid of losing his life, so he keeps watching. Watching his wife die from the torment of illness."

"But... Maybe it's because I'm afraid of borrowing too much." Man Jiaye swept his hair and murmured in a low voice.

"Humph."

Chen Mu twitched the corner of his mouth and continued. "In any case, he used the lives of his daughter and his wife to contribute to his own "name". I don't like him. Besides..."

Chen Mu remembered the documents he had seen in the other party’s house before, and coldly said: “Cao Huan County has been flooded all the year round. In fact, professionals have already given preventive measures and designed plans for building dams and ditches, but Deng Wensheng has I haven't adopted it, why do you think it is?"

Manjiaye shook his head, saying that he didn't know.

Her wife is not interested in these, but listening to Chen Mu's tone, this Lord Deng is selfish.

Chen Mu showed a meaningful smile:

"There are many reasons. For example, the address of the construction involves the ancestral graves of several people. For example, the correction of the ditches may affect a small part of the farmland...

But to be honest, these are not really big problems, but any officials with some ability can solve them with a strong attitude.

But no matter how you do it, you will inevitably bear some controversy in the end, which will affect your reputation.

For a person like Deng Wensheng who cherishes his reputation, he cannot tolerate any small ‘stain’.

Therefore, floods have been happening frequently, and Deng Wensheng has been working hard to help people who are in difficulties, and his reputation is accumulating bit by bit... The plan that could have effectively improved the waterproofing of disasters has also been'sleeping.' '. "

Listening to Chen Mu's analysis, Man Jiaye felt mixed.

She thought of the dilapidated little courtyard of the prefect, the house full of musty smell, and Deng Wensheng's gray hair on the temples... She felt very uncomfortable.

"When Deng Wensheng first became an official, he was vigorous and vigorous, and he was a really good official by changing all kinds of bad habits. At that time, he was not burdened by reputation, so he can let go of his hands and feet when he does anything."

Chen Mu said lightly. "But with the accumulation of fame, he felt a lot of pressure and began to be cautious and extra careful.

He knew in his heart that it took a long time to build a good reputation, but it was easy to destroy it. This is why, it is difficult for him to have brilliant achievements in recent years.

He is like the Phoenix of Phoenix Mountain, cherishing his own feathers and dare not step into the mortal world.

He even walked on thin ice for fear of falling.

Again, Deng Wensheng is definitely an upright official, but now he is no longer a qualified and good official. "

Manjiaye narrowed his eyes slightly, a little dazed: "Isn't it tiring to live like this?"

"It must be tired, but now that we have reached this point, we must resist."

Chen Mu smiled bitterly. "Some people live for profit, others for fame. Deng Wensheng has entered a dead end and can't get out. I am also convinced that as long as he does not make any mistakes, he will become a role model for Dayan and pass on forever. This is what he did. pursued."

"Actually I think...sometimes the more you care, the less you may get it."

Man Jiaye said softly.

Chen Mu gave the woman a very admiring look: "That's right, think about it, the people who are really remembered, in fact, they didn't care about the reputation before, they only care about the people. The so-called'fame' is not created by themselves. It’s just taken by the bright mirror of the people in their hearts."

"Oh, my Chen Da's head catching looks very thorough, then why don't you want to give yourself a little bit?"

Man Jiaye teased.

Chen Mu shrugged: "I'm a small man in the market. My biggest pursuit in my life is to play with women, that's all."

"Then do you play Big sis me?"

Man Jiaye suddenly showed a charming expression, biting his lip. "Big sis is fun."

When the two of them ridiculed, they didn't notice that the eyelashes of the unconscious girl lying on the bed trembled slightly, and a strange black mark flashed on the center of the eyebrows.

And the girl's jade hands slowly grasped the thin quilt, nails like eagle claws.

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