Devil’s Advent

Coming out of the hall, Zheng Fan went to the signing room, and registered with the Master Registrar. Since he came, let's end the vacation by the way. At the very least, he can get a set of armor.

As for other things, Zheng Fan and his demon kings didn't have any extravagant hopes.

Fortunately, they traveled to this world and came to the country of Yan, not the country of Qian or Jin. Jin and Qian are both literati in power, especially in Qian. .

Because the emperor Taizu of Qianguo relied on bullying the orphans and widows of the previous generation to take the position, and the emperor Taizong, the emperor's younger brother, also relied on the support of the army, so I am afraid that later people will follow suit and increase the pressure on the warriors. prevention and suppression.

That is to say, in the country of Yan, that is, on the northern border of the country of Yan, there can still be such a scene of Bingtouwu fortresses everywhere. .

That's why Zheng Fan has the possibility and opportunity to slowly farm and train soldiers.

In the signing room, Zheng Fan also saw the Master Chen, who was the one who came to the inn with a lieutenant colonel to nod his head.

To be exact, at the time, Master Chen was holding a booklet and nodding heads all the way, and there was a high probability that someone's head would fall. Hades' book of life and death might not be as good as his booklet.

At present, funerals are being held everywhere in Hutou City, and the white sails and yellow paper are long, which can be said to be outlined by the imperial pen of Master Chen. This kind of life and death power is probably envied even by the Emperor of Yan.

Of course, in fact, he really can't be blamed, even if he should be blamed, he still can't be in the front row.

First of all, blame the eldest daughter of the Zhenbeihou Mansion for directly using the civilian husband as a bait to lure the cavalry of the Shatuo tribe to kill for a quick end of the war.

Then it was to blame for the damn labor. Except for Ah Ming who was lying in the coffin, Fan Li who ran out early, the blind man, and Three Inch Nails, as long as the rest could look like normal people, they were all dragged away. Walk.

This kind of confiscation density is almost inconceivable in the history books, but it is something that everyone has long been used to if the central policy has changed its flavor in the local area.

In the final calculation, I have to blame myself. If I told other people in the supply camp in advance after learning that this was a bait plan, I might be able to walk out a few more civilians.

Strange things come and go, and finally it comes back to the system problem...

Master Chen didn't remember Zheng Fan anymore, he was sitting behind his desk with a brush in his hand, as if he was writing something.

Oh, by the way, Mr. Chen is not the real master. To be precise, he is a small official under the real master. It's just that a small businessman like Si Niang will definitely shout Master when he sees him. Mr. Book.

It's the same as the common people calling any puppet army soldier to call the boss.

The real master’s surname is Liu. Zheng Fan doesn’t know if it’s Liu from Beifeng’s Liu family. He is as thin as skin and bones, and his eyes seem to emit green light in the dark signing room, like a silent tiger. , and the signing room is his cave.

However, the pheasant captain also has the advantages of the pheasant captain. No one in the signing room reached out to Zheng Fan, which made the money that Si Niang prepared for Zheng Fan when he went out useless.

It's not that they are as clean as water,

perhaps,

From their point of view, Zheng Fan didn't ask his grandpa to tell his grandma to hug their thighs and ask for armaments, food and grass with snot and tears, and they didn't bother to take advantage of Zheng Fan.

Director Liu stamped Zheng Fan's documents and issued a token. From today onwards, Zheng Fan can be regarded as having a solid job and becoming a member of the ranks of civil servants in Hutou City.

Moreover, he directly entered a leisure position where he only took money and did nothing, and he really had nothing to do.

Lieutenant Zheng, I hope that you will put your heart into the king's affairs, and live up to His Majesty's high expectations for you, the people's anointing, and... ah... ah...

Director Liu sneezed loudly, and seemed not interested in continuing to follow the formality, so he simply waved his hand to signal Zheng Fan to get out.

After Zheng Fan came out of the signing room, he went to the warehouse to collect his armor.

Zheng Fan, the steward of the warehouse, didn't know what level of official he was, and he was very enthusiastic about him, serving tea and water, and even stirred a hot towel for Zheng Fan to wipe his face.

Zheng Fan was a little overwhelmed at the beginning, and the pheasant captain felt the official prestige on his first day today.

However, Zheng Fan soon figured out the key points. His current enthusiasm was because he was worried that he would ask him for something later.

Zheng Fan didn't take it to heart, he didn't intend to knock out anything from Hutou City, so after taking his own armor, he left directly, but left the manager in place for a long time. , I only sighed that a second-hand product came.

Originally, the person in charge still thought it was impossible, so he just gave him some trash first, but who knew that people didn't even mention it.

Holding the armor and leaving the county office, Zheng Fan heard the noise coming from the hall.

Everyone is very conflicted about adopting orphans. It doesn’t matter if they are young and strong, but they are all fur children, and they have to sign a contract when adopting them. They are all orphans, and you are not allowed to hand them over.

Zheng Fan didn't care about this, and he didn't bother to join the grievance meeting of those school lieutenants and colleagues.

After leaving the county office, Liang Cheng, who had been waiting outside, brought the horse over, and the two rode back home slowly.

…………

So, this convening is for the county magistrate to solve the problem of orphans?

The blind man asked Liang Cheng.

Well. Liang Cheng responded, I heard from the Lord, he will probably be allocated one or two quotas, and if he signs the contract, he will be the adopted son of our Lord, Yan Guo, and the adopted son will be able to share part of the property. Yes. We also need one or two more young masters.

Hehe. Blind Bei sighed, and at the same time, silently took out a cigarette in his hand, held it upside down in his palm, and poked it.

Cigarettes out?

It's just a cigarette. I rolled it myself. The filter is not ready yet, but I still plan to let the master satisfy his hunger after the class is over.

Hehe, you have a heart too.

What is this? I want to smoke it myself. How about you? Do you want one? Be careful not to be healthy if you keep smoking the evil spirit of mass graves. Take a cigarette once in a while to relax your lungs.

Is there such a reason?

I made it up, hehe.

Soap and perfume, how are you getting ready?

The first batch of goods has been prepared and ready to be prepared. I will soon go to Tumancheng to find a commercial firm for distribution.

Aren't we responsible for the transportation and sales?

This way the initial investment is too big, we still need to make a quick sum of money, so that we can start the establishment of the cavalry as soon as possible, so as to save our lord from being unpopular in the yamen with the official position of a pheasant captain.

Well, but I think our lord doesn't care about it.

That's because the Lord has confidence in his heart. Whoever he is, with family assets in the tens of millions, and going to work in a company, he doesn't bother to intrigue and play office politics with his colleagues.

It seems that this is indeed the case.

By the way, I think we can reconsider the matter of adopting orphans.

The above apportionment should be the least number of masters, and the county magistrate should distribute it according to the influence and real power of each school lieutenant.

That's not what I mean, it's not that I don't want it, but I think it's too little.

Too little?

Well, just one or two, nothing interesting.

Then how much do you want?

Blind Bei put his hand in front of Liang Cheng,

Then slowly clenched your fists tightly,

road:

I want it all.

You are sick. Liang Cheng was amused by Blind Bei, but it was just a joke. He knew that Blind Bei didn't do business at a loss, and everything he did had a purpose.

This is what I think, let's take over these orphans, and then vacate a house and build an orphanage, or simply use this as a condition to ask the county magistrate for another piece of land in the city to build an orphanage .”

What about the benefits? Liang Cheng asked.

I said, how come you, a zombie, have become such a philistine. You just do good deeds, do good deeds, and do you want to talk about rewards?

It's not that I, a zombie, have become a philistine, but I don't think you will do good deeds just for the sake of doing good.

You insulted my character.

I apologize.

Hehe. Blind Bei smiled and said, I think so, at least, let's do something good.

Really for this?

real.

Why?

A Ming's voice came suddenly at this moment: It's probably a sequela after 404.

When the blind man Bei heard the words, he smiled and said nothing.

Liang Cheng hesitated for a moment, then looked at Blind Bei, Really?

The blind man Bei nodded, and said, We have to be serious, we can't always be villains, and occasionally, we have to pretend to be hypocritical.

This is reality, not a cartoon.

It's just a different medium. Blind Bei replied.

If it's just for this reason, it's a bit ridiculous. Liang Cheng still didn't believe it.

Hey, let's put it this way, first of all, doing this can help us cultivate the next generation of manpower in time, and halfway adjust the defective products. It's really not as good as we can cultivate according to our ideas from the beginning.

Secondly, since Hutou City will be our foundation in the future, we must manage the image of our old Zheng family better. We need to be different from Zhenbeihou, and the matter of buying people's hearts starts from the beginning. You have to do it. Didn't Liu Bang rely on a bunch of people from Pei County to start his business?

If you explain it this way, I can understand it. Liang Cheng agreed with the proposal.

Although, this proposal will cost a lot of money, and it may even affect the cavalry team that I want to build.

Blind Bei bit the cigarette in his mouth, stretched out his hand to touch the fire pocket, and said while lighting the cigarette:

Actually, Ah Ming is right. Sometimes, this person really needs to do something good, otherwise you might be gone one day.

talking,

The blind man took a puff of cigarette, and slowly exhaled smoke rings from his nostrils, turned his head to look at A Ming, and asked:

How did your blackboard come out?

A Ming shrugged his shoulders and said: I tell you good news, the master's talent is indeed good, and now under Ding Hao's teaching, he can already guide the qi and blood in his body initially. According to Ding Hao, as long as Take a while to get familiar with it, just like driving a car, drive slowly first, and when you become proficient, the speed can be increased.

However, Ding Hao didn't intend to let the master directly hit the ninth rank in half a step. This is too eager for quick success. According to him, it is like running. The rhythm of running a marathon is different from that of a sprint.

Rushing to hit the ninth rank in half a step will disrupt the inherent rhythm. When the time comes to hit the ninth rank, it will take more time to reorganize and get familiar with it. Take your time and speed up a little bit. In the end, it will be a matter of course.

The master has already memorized the circuit diagram on my body. It is not difficult to memorize things. I don’t think there is anything wrong with me, so I came out. By the way, where is Si Niang?

Why are you looking for her? Blind Bei asked.

A Ming put his hands on his chest with some sadness, bent down slightly, and brought himself closer to the blind smoking man Bei.

word for word,

With a lot of resentment,

road:

Ask her to... remove the stitches for me!