Chapter 8 Chapter VII

Cam and his baboons arrived on time. "Have you decided to take me to the head of the Sphinx's guard?" Pazar asked. "As you are told." Cam replied with sarcasm. "I don't like your tone very much. You know, sarcasm is sometimes more lethal than aggressive tone." The judge's words stabbed the Nubian's self-esteem, saying: "I don't intend to grovel to you." "Be a good cop, and we'll get along." Although both the baboon and its owner were staring at Pazar with anger in their eyes, Pazar ignored him and said, "Let's go."

At daybreak, the streets and alleys are already noisy, women are chatting, water carriers are delivering water from family to family, and craftsmen are also busy opening shops.Thanks to the presence of the baboons, the crowd automatically gave way. There was a little girl in front of the head of the guard's house, playing with a wooden doll in her hand.When she saw the orangutan, she ran into the house screaming and screaming.Her mother immediately ran out and scolded: "Why do you scare the child like this? Get that monster away!" "Are you the wife of the Sphinx chief guard?" Pazar asked.

"Why should I tell you?" the woman asked without answering. "I am Judge Pazar." The young judge's serious expression and flicking eyes finally made the woman calm down. "He doesn't live here anymore. Both he and my husband are ex-military.This is the dormitory assigned to us by the military. " "Do you know where he went? "His wife didn't seem very happy. When she moved, she seemed to mention to me a house in the southern suburbs." " "That's all you said?" Pazar asked tentatively. "Why should I lie to you?" The baboon tugged on the belt, and the woman backed away in fright and hit the wall.

"Really, I swear." Because Arlo was going to send his daughter to dance school, the judge allowed him to leave in the afternoon, but he had to send the judge's completed report to the provincial office.In just a few days, Pazar has solved more problems than his predecessor did in six months. After the sun went down, Pazar lit a few lamps. He wanted to quickly resolve a dozen tax disputes, all but one of which had been ruled in favor of the taxpayers.The person involved in that case was a transporter named Dai Nisi, and the provincial justice had already marked the words "closed and filed" on his case file.

Pazar, who hadn't been free since everything was settled, finally took his dog and donkey to visit the teacher. On the way, he kept thinking about the head of the guard, what would it be like now to leave such a prestigious position and the public dormitory?What secrets are hidden behind this series of troubles?He asks Cam to find out what happened to the ex-soldier. He would not agree to this transfer without first asking him. The warrior scratched his right eye several times with his left paw, and Pazar checked it. Fortunately, it was only a mild infection, and the old doctor could treat it.

The lights were on in the house, and Blaney always liked to read at night when the noise of the city was still.Pazar opened the door and came to the front hall. The dog followed him, and suddenly he stopped.Blaney was talking to a woman, and she, she, was here! "Pazar, come in!" Hearing the old doctor's call, the tense judge could only walk in the door.I only saw Nefili sitting cross-legged opposite the old doctor, holding a linen thread between her thumb and forefinger, and a small piece of diamond-shaped granite dangling on the end of the thread (that is, divination. There are also small wooden sticks for divination of underground water sources. There are several pharaohs in history, such as Seti I, who are very good at using the ability to sense radiation from objects to find water sources in the desert).

"This is Nefiri, my best student; he is Judge Pazar." "Your best student..." Pazar hadn't recovered yet. "We've met before," she said happily. It would be great to see her again, Pazar thought. "Nefieli is about to take the last test before the official practice." Blaney said, "So she is practicing the ability to sense radiation from objects. I believe she will become an outstanding doctor, because she knows how to listen and understand Only those who listen can perform well. You must know that listening is the most precious thing, no matter how big the treasure house is, you can’t find its trace, only the heart has this treasure.”

"Isn't it the doctor's secret to know the heart?" Nefiri asked. "When you get a certain evaluation, you will naturally discover this secret." The old doctor replied with reservations. "I want to rest," Nefiri said. "It's time for you to rest." The warrior scratched his eyes again, and Nefiri noticed its movement sensitively. "I think it's sick," Pazar said. The dog obediently accepted the inspection. "It's nothing serious, just put some eye drops on it." She said after checking. Blarney brought the medicine, which was very effective, and after Nefiri rubbed the dog, the swelling in its eyes quickly subsided.

For the first time, Pazar actually felt that he was jealous of his dog. He really wanted to keep her, but he could only go to the door to say goodbye to her. Blaney offered him the premium beer he'd had the day before, and asked with concern: "You look tired from a lot of work, don't you?" "I had a little conflict with a man named Kadashi." "The dentist... a man who is always anxious. It may not be obvious from the outside, but he has a good grudge." Pazar confessed to Blarney: "I think he is suspected of forcing farmers." "Is there any solid evidence?"

"Just hypothetical." "Your deduction must be rigorous, otherwise, if you make a slight mistake, the superior will not be able to forgive you." "Do you often help Nefiri with her lessons?" He still couldn't forget her. "I'm just passing on my experience because I have faith in her." "She was born in Thebes." "Well, she's an only child. Her father made doorbolts and her mother was a weaver. I met Nefiri when I helped them see their patients. She asked me a lot of questions, and I encouraged her to do it." "Being a female doctor... won't she encounter any obstacles?"

"In addition to obstacles, there are enemies. But there is a courage hidden under her gentleness. As far as she knows, the Chief Physician does not want her to succeed." Pazar couldn't help but worry about her. On the contrary, the old doctor has more confidence in her, "She is very aware of her situation, but fortunately her perseverance is her greatest strength." "Is...is she married?" Pazar finally couldn't help asking. "not yet." "Have a date?" "It seems that there is no fixed object." That night, Pazar was tossing and turning, seeing her figure, hearing her voice, and smelling her fragrance in his mind. He planned thousands of schemes in his heart, hoping to see Nefiri again, but None of them worked. Worst of all, I don't know if she has feelings for him?Because he didn't feel any enthusiasm from her, but only a little interest in the job of judge.And even the judiciary he loves has a bit of astringent taste.How can I live without her in the future?How to bear the pain of not seeing her?Pazar never knew that the waves of love could be as turbulent as a flood, destroying banks and submerging good people. The warrior noticed his master's distress and eagerly comforted him with caring eyes, but he sensed that his master needed more than that now.Pazar blamed himself for making the warrior unhappy.How much he wished to cherish this simple friendship and life, but he couldn't resist Nefiri's eyes and face, and the whirlwind she brought. how should I do it?If you keep silent, you have to suffer by yourself.Express love to her, but may be rejected and despair. Of course the best thing is to be able to pursue her, but a little judge with no money and power, why should he pursue her?Dawn did not relieve his pain, but only allowed him to anesthetize himself through busy work.After feeding the Warrior and North Wind, he handed over the office to them, because he knew that the clerk would be late.I saw him walking towards the pier alone with a papyrus basket filled with book boards, pencil cases and ground ink. Several ships were parked at the pier, and a foreman was directing the crew to unload. Pazar asked the foreman, "Where can I find Denis?" "Boss? He's running around, not necessarily where." "These docks are his?" "The pier is not, but many of the ships belong to him. Dainis is not only a transporter, but also the richest man in the city." "Can I see him?" "He will only appear when a big cargo ship comes into port... You can go to the big dock, there is a big ship just docked." When Pazar found the ship, a crew member blocked his way, "You are not a member of the ship." "I am Judge Pazar." Only then did the crew make way, and the judge climbed directly into the captain's room.The captain was a gruff man of fifty. "At this time? See the boss? Are you kidding me!" the captain said disdainfully. "I have a complaint here." "What's the matter?" "It's not legal for your boss to charge a discharge tax on a vessel that doesn't belong to him." "So it's such an old-fashioned matter!" The captain didn't take it seriously at all, and wanted to send the judge back after a few words, "He got the special permission of the government. Every year, the government issues a complaint, which is a common practice. Just throw it in the river." "Where does he live?" Pazar continued to ask. "The biggest house behind the pier at the entrance of the palace area." There was no donkey to lead the way, and Pazar had a hard time finding it, and because there were no baboon police to lead the way, he had to push his way through the crowds in the street. Dai Nisi's mansion is surrounded by tall walls, and there is a guard with a stick at the entrance of the gate.After Pazar explained his purpose, the guard asked the butler to go in and report. After more than ten minutes, the butler came back and took the judge in. Dennis was having a meal. This transporter was about fifty years old, with a cumbersome body and a rough face with a square face.He sat on a big chair decorated with lion paws, and the servant beside him helped him apply essential oil, manicure, comb his hair, massage the soles of his feet, and read the menu aloud. "Judge Pazar! What brings you here?" "A petition." "Have you eaten? I haven't eaten yet." Dennis dismissed the servants who helped him comb, and then two chefs brought bread, beer, roast duck and honey cake. "Please use." "Thank you, no need." Pazar declined politely. "If breakfast is not nutritious enough, you will be in poor spirits throughout the day." Pazar didn't let him change the subject, "Someone has serious accusations against you." "Really?!" Dennis's voice lacked elegance, and it could be seen that he was irritable and not stable enough. "You have collected an unreasonable unloading tax, and you are also suspected of collecting illegal taxes from the residents near the state-owned docks where your ships often enter and leave." Pazar stated all his illegal actions in one breath. "Is that what you're talking about? Your former judge and provincial justice don't care, so you forget about it and eat a piece of duck meat!" Faced with Dennis's sloppy eyes, Pazar replied coldly: "I'm afraid it's impossible." Dennis' mouth stopped chewing. "I don't have time to worry about this. You go to my wife, and when you see her, you will know that it is useless for you to be so stubborn." After speaking, he clapped his hands, and a housekeeper appeared immediately. "Take this judge to Mrs. Ninofa's office." After speaking, he continued to eat his breakfast attentively. Madame Ninofar is a strong woman.She is plump, active, and stylishly dressed. In addition to owning vast land, a few houses, and more than 20 farms, she also has a group of agents who specialize in selling various commodities in Egypt and Syria.She was also Superintendent of the Royal Storehouse, Inspector of the Exchequer and Superintendent of Court Cloths.Although Denis was not as wealthy as she was, she was attracted to him and put him in charge of the shipments so that her husband could travel frequently, build relationships, and indulge in his favorite pastimes: Talk about fine wine non-stop. Now, the young judge dared to come to her place, and she looked at him contemptuously, who was not handsome, but had a certain air, seemed intelligent and serious.Ni Nuofa found that the other party did not bow to her like ordinary subordinates, and was very displeased. "Just arrived in Memphis?" "yes." "Congratulations, there must be a bright future in the future. Is there anything I can do?" "It's about an illegally collected tax..." "I know this, and the treasury knows it too." Before the judge could finish speaking, she interrupted him. "Then you should know the grounds of the charge." "This complaint is withdrawn every year after it is issued." "But it's not legal." "Illegal? Shouldn't you ask first? As the inspector of the treasury, I naturally have the right to decide whether to revoke such a notice. There is no reason for us to sacrifice the country's commercial interests by complying with outdated legal procedures." It sounded plausible, but Pazar couldn't agree. "You have exceeded your authority." "Young man, you are not yet deeply involved in the world!" "Please be serious, I am interrogating you as a judge now." After all, no matter how low the rank is, judges still have certain powers.So Ninofa immediately asked softly, "Have you settled down in Memphis?" Pazar didn't answer. "I heard that the place where you live is not very comfortable. Since we are bound to become friends, I will rent you a comfortable villa at a low price." "It's fine for me to live in the dormitory allocated by the government." Ninofa's smile froze at the corner of her mouth, "But your accusation is really nonsense." "yes?" "You can't disobey your superiors, can you?" "If the superior is wrong, of course I can't tolerate it." "Judge Pazar, be careful, your powers are limited." "I know." "So, you've decided to take care of it anyway?" "I will summon you then." Seeing that both hard and soft measures had no effect, Ni Nuofa angrily issued an order to evict the guest, "Please go." Pazar then resigned. Mrs. Ninofa rushed into her husband's room furiously, and Dennis was trying on new clothes. "How? Have you tamed the little Judge?" "You've got a good idea! He's a real beast!" "Don't be so angry, give him a little sweetness and talk about it." "Don't just talk sarcastic here, you have to deal with yourself. Anyway, we have to get rid of this guy as soon as possible."