Returning to that remote place, the two people slipped into the space, changed into their outfits, and reappeared outside together with the donkey cart.
Just like nothing had happened, Mo Jiuye drove the donkey cart towards the county government building.
There was a sea of people at the entrance of the county government building, all waiting to see the new county magistrate.
From this, it was evident that the county magistrate had not yet arrived.
Mo Jiuye parked the donkey cart at one side and held He Zhiran's hand as they stood among the crowds.
The two had just stood there when a line of people walked over from the east.
The person walking at the very front wore an official county magistrate uniform, walking with a upright and heroic posture.
What's more, he was actually someone they recognized.
Mo Jiuye and He Zhiran looked at each other, both softly uttering the person's name at the same time.
"Meng Huaining!"
It turned out to be him!
"How did he end up becoming the county magistrate of Yun City?"
Full of questions.
Looking at Meng Huaining's side, there was a blonde westerner following him, waving his hands and jumping around, seeming to be expressing something.
Meng Huaining's brows were locked in a frown as he kept shaking his head.
As the line of people drew near, the officers swiftly lined up a long queue to block the commoners, preventing them from charging forward to harm the county magistrate.
Only that blonde westerner still stubbornly tried to convey something to Meng Huaining.
He Zhiran could see that Meng Huaining completely did not understand what the westerner was saying.
Coincidentally at this moment, Meng Huaining glanced towards the crowd and happened to spot Mo Jiuye and He Zhiran.
Upon seeing the two of them, Meng Huaining paid no more attention to the westerner beside him and strode towards them instead.
Just as the commoners were still guessing why the county magistrate had come over to this side, Meng Huaining spoke.
"Brother Mo, Sister-in-Law, I didn't expect you two to arrive earlier than me."
Mo Jiuye and He Zhiran had originally wanted to privately meet Meng Huaining, they didn't expect that he would so openly greet them first.
Mo Jiuye cupped his fists, "Long time no see, Brother Meng."
The common people did not know Mo Jiuye's identity, they only assumed he was an old acquaintance of the county magistrate from his hometown.
However, it was different for those officers.
Yesterday, the Mo family was bullied by Steward Cui, many of them witnessed it personally. And there were also several officers including Ma Junshan who had escorted them to Xi Ling Village, they were even more dumbfounded.
Just what was going on here?
Not only was Mo Jiuye acquainted with the new county magistrate, but the county magistrate even addressed him intimately as brother. It was evident that the two of them had a deep relationship.
Thinking of this, a few officers secretly heaved a sigh of relief.
Fortunately yesterday they did not join Steward Cui to bully the Mo family, otherwise with the relationship those people had with the county magistrate, they would definitely be made to suffer for it.
Those few officers who had affirmed on the streets today that Mo Jiuye was the culprit who had harmed Steward Cui were stunned speechless now.
They had randomly wanted to find a scapegoat to quickly close the case, but it seems they had kicked against an iron panel.
A few officers with guilty consciences lowered their heads as much as possible to fade their presence.
Meng Huaining warmly made a welcoming gesture, wanting to invite Mo Jiuye and He Zhiran into the government building to catch up.
Just then, the westerner approached again.
He fluently said in English, "Dear Sir, please help me."
Meng Huaining turned his head with a difficult expression towards the westerner.
"I'm sorry, I don't understand what you're saying."
He Zhiran faintly smiled and took a step forward, similarly asking the westerner in English, "Excuse me Sir, what difficulties have you encountered?"
The westerner's mood lifted when he heard the familiar language.
He spread out both arms towards He Zhiran with a laugh and said, "Oh wonderful, I've finally met someone here who knows English, and it's even a very beautiful lady."
As he spoke, the westerner was just about to step forward to give He Zhiran a big hug.
Seeing this, Mo Jiuye unhappily blocked He Zhiran in front, glaring at the westerner.
Regardless of whether the other party could understand his words, he angrily said, "Watch your words and actions, otherwise don't blame me for being impolite."
He Zhiran knew that westerners liked to hug others to express their excitement or gratitude.
This action had definitely been misunderstood by Mo Jiuye.
Of course, as a woman deeply rooted in Eastern culture, she also could not accept the western style of expression.
Even without Mo Jiuye blocking, she would have avoided the westerner's hug herself.
She knew that this westerner did not have malicious intent. She explained to Mo Jiuye, "This is a form of etiquette in their Western culture, and I won't be cooperating with him either."
Mo Jiuye did not have time to carefully ponder why He Zhiran understood foreign languages. He still glared furiously at the westerner.
The westerner saw the suddenly appearing unfriendly man and felt utterly confused.
"Dear Sir, we're meeting for the first time, why are you treating me this way?"
Mo Jiuye knew the westerner was talking to him but he couldn't understand it, so he turned to ask He Zhiran.
"What is he saying?"
He Zhiran smiled and translated the westerner's words for him to hear.
Mo Jiuye's face was cold as he said, "Tell him that the women of our Da Shun Dynasty can only be embraced by her own husband."
He Zhiran secretly chuckled to herself in her heart. She didn't expect this man would have such a strong sense of possessiveness...
She very professionally translated Mo Jiuye's words for the westerner to hear.
And simply explained to him in English that the people of Da Shun had relatively conservative mindsets. Whether as an expression of gratitude or otherwise, it could only be conveyed verbally.
The clever westerner immediately gained new understanding about the etiquette in Da Shun after He Zhiran's explanation.
He apologetically placed a hand over his chest and bowed to He Zhiran.
"I'm sorry for causing you trouble, please excuse me."
Finally having encountered someone he could communicate with, the westerner eagerly spoke without delay after apologizing.
"Dear Miss, could I trouble you to be my translator for a few days? I will definitely pay you very handsomely."
Payment or not, He Zhiran did not care at all.
She decided to help this westerner.
Not for anything else, truly getting to know a westerner would be the biggest aid to verifying the items from her space.
"It's no problem, may I ask for Sir's name?"
Seeing her agreement, the westerner immediately beamed joyfully.
"My name is Henry, from across the seas. May I know what this beautiful lady is named?"
He Zhiran politely greeted him and told him her name.
After their mutual introductions, Henry impatiently brought up the difficulties he had encountered.
"Miss He Zhiran, when my ship anchored near the Yun City port just now, the anchor broke off. Also, the translator I brought from home died on the journey here. So I wanted to look for a ship repair master here but due to the language barrier, I have not managed to find one. Could you help ask the officials here to help me find a master proficient in repairing ships?"
He Zhiran could only serve as an interpreter. Finding someone to repair the ship would have to depend on Meng Huaining's help.
