A group of people went straight to the county office, where they had already received the notification from the Imperial Court, so the staff at the office hurriedly welcomed Zixuan and his companions inside.
Jinghan got out of the carriage and moved her somewhat stiff hands and feet around before carefully looking over the county office. The houses here were very strange, not like the ones at home with upturned eaves. The tops of these houses were somewhat like the trains from Jinghan's previous life, with a slightly raised dome shape. And there were no tiles on top, just made of mud, which looked quite peculiar.
To say it was a county office, it was actually just a large group of such houses, without the luxury or grandeur of other places' government offices. It seemed that this place was indeed quite poor.
