County Magistrate Chen Boldly Bans Fireworks
by Huang Mojun
About This Novel
The poem goes: "The road is long and dangerous in the long night, the wind is high and the moon is dark and the sky is murderous." On this night, the moon set and the stars set, like paint and ink. The county government compound was silent, and people had already fallen asleep. Only the county magistrate's office has tall curtains and bright lights. Chen Zanxian was writing quickly at his desk under the lamp. At this time, a black man with a pockmarked face crossed the courtyard wall like a wild cat, quietly passed through the trees, quickly approached the window, crouched in the dark, suddenly straightened up, drew his gun and was about to aim at Chen Zanxian, when he heard two gunshots from behind. The black man's arm shook, and the gun dropped from his wrist, and he ran away in panic. Zhu Jian, the county picket captain, flashed out of the darkness with a rifle in his hand, chasing after him. Here, I saw Chen Zanxian standing up slowly as if nothing had happened, rubbing his hands and stretching his waist, casting a cold glance out the window, raising his head and laughing.
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