Transmigrado para ser o magistrado do condado

Chapter 1

Jagged icy peaks pierced the cold, stark sky.

In the winter of the thirtieth year of Anjian, in the Pinglin Kingdom.

Along the official road from Quxia Prefecture to Anqiu County.

The first snow fell softly, sorrowful and silent.

A simple horse-drawn carriage stood by the roadside, its passengers tearful and anxious.

“Sir, sir, we’re almost at your post in Anqiu County. Please wake up, please wake up.”

“County Magistrate, greetings. Brother Chu, you’ve really made it, you’ve really made it.”

A small mute, struggling to produce hoarse sounds, shook the still-warm body.

Time passed—long enough that passing merchant caravans stopped to inquire, murmuring, “It seems officials from the Central Plains often fall ill when appointed to the western frontier—either due to the unfamiliar climate or sudden cold weather. It’s not surprising they succumb.”

They glanced at Anqiu County with pity—only someone with little family support would be assigned here. This family would likely never recover.

Listening to the crying beside him, Ji Chu thought, indeed, acting bravely had its merits: though he had no relatives, there were still people by his side mourning.

He wondered if the toddler nearby had been hurt; the carriage had rushed too fast, but he had done his best to help.

Ji Chu struggled to open his eyes but could only hear the sobbing, unable to move.

The voices around sounded strange, and he couldn’t understand what they said.

“Water... water...” Ji Chu whispered faintly.

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