Sir, you have to pay more

Chapter 81 Six sons, don't go!

In line with the idea that no one should be left behind on the road of common progress, Jia Liu increased the distribution ratio: 500 taels per person for Baitang'a, and 300 taels per person for Sula.

A total of 13 Baitang'a, 21 Sura, plus two Yang and one Xiong, issued a total of 13700 taels of silver.

"Take it, perform well in the future, and don't let me down."

"Take it away, don't turn around and lose to them, you have to win, you know?"

"Well, I, Jia Liu, didn't treat you badly, did I?"

"If you don't have a place to keep it, you can keep this bank note with me first."

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Jia Liu didn't bother handing out the banknotes one by one, and every time someone handed out one or two nonsense words, he had to wet his fingers, otherwise it would be difficult to pick up the banknotes.

"The expressions on everyone's faces tell me that you are happy! If you are happy, I am happy!"

Jia Liu on the stone raised his hands with his arms akimbo, "In the future, everyone, stop saying that I, Jia Dongge, am obsessed with money and ask you for money in different ways, right?"

"How can it be, how is it possible! Without adults, everyone can make such a fortune?"

"Don't talk about what's there and what's not, I don't care what you think, anyway, I will fight Master Jia to the end!"

"Whoever makes Mrs. Jia have a hard time, I will make that bastard have a hard time!"

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Holding the issued bank note and smelling the scent of ink on the bank note, even Zu Yingyuan was slightly intoxicated.

I didn't do anything, and I even divided 800 taels for my slaves. The money came too easily, which is unimaginable.

However, a questioning voice came out from the crowd.

Especially destroy this rare harmonious scene.

"Young master, is it really okay for us to do this? This is the imperial court's salary. Do we feel sorry for the imperial court by doing this? Sorry for the emperor?"

Shuan Zhu didn't know that his young master led the crowd to embezzle the military pay, and thought that the young master got rich to give money to everyone. When Yang Yuchun told the truth, he became restless.

The last time I also embezzled the military salary privately, but that time it was only a thousand taels, and I could make up for it even if the incident happened.But this time it cost tens of thousands of taels, even if you sell the master, you can't afford so much money to pay for it.

Yang Zhi was really angry and worried.

The anger is that the young master is too courageous, and the worry is that the young master will have to move his head someday, so why would he go back to see the master.

Jia Liu didn't expect that it would be Shuan Zhu who ruined the atmosphere, so he wanted to jump down to enforce the family law and let him know that the rules of the Jia family were greater than the laws of the Qing Dynasty.

"What do you know, boy, what's wrong with using the court's money to do the court's affairs? Don't we take the money and stop doing things for the court!"

No need for Mr. Jia to teach his servants, Cui Hengyou was the first to stand up and firmly support Mr. Jia, and even wanted to ask Mr. Jia when he would vote next.

Anyway, God knows this, you know me.

As long as this battle still has to be fought, there is no fear that the bandits will not take the blame.

"I love to hear that. The Qing Dynasty is the Qing Dynasty of our Eight Banners. As children of the Eight Banners, what's wrong with taking money that belongs to us? Even if we take more money, it's better to treat it as an advance payment."

Wang Fu's concept of "Eight Banners is the Qing Dynasty" is very popular, and all the Han soldiers who came from Baitang Aqi nodded.

Even Zu Yingyuan, who was more sober, didn't feel that there was anything wrong with this statement, except for the statement of advance payment.

"Shuan Zhu, you don't read much and don't understand the principles of saints, so don't talk nonsense." Wang Si directly pulled the nonsense Jia Jia's slave aside.

On one side, Yang Yuchun just silently folded the 300 taels bank note that was distributed to him carefully, and put it into the small wallet his mother gave him.

The silver can make his family live a better life than before his grandfather's accident, and it can also make his younger brothers and sisters have books to read.

He must defend Master Jia to the death.

The atmosphere became harmonious again.

Jia Liu thought it was ok, but when he was about to come down, he felt that there was something he hadn't said, as if he was always a little bit short of picking his ears, not completely comfortable enough.

After thinking for a while, he raised his arms and shouted: "For Qing Dynasty!"

Everyone was startled, and then raised their arms without thinking: "For Qing Dynasty!"

I hate that there is no wine, otherwise it will be a blood alliance, otherwise it would be difficult to express their sincerity to the Qing Dynasty.

Jia Liu is very happy, this is what he wants to feel.

The banknotes of nearly 30,000 taels hidden in his arms also made him feel that this era is full of vitality, and it is worthy of young people's efforts and struggles.

The money has been paid, the enthusiasm has increased, and the appearance and temperament of all members of the seventh team have improved significantly.

For the next two days, without Jia Liu's urging, the big guys consciously went hunting in the mountains under the leadership of Zu Yingyuan and Liu De in the name of training.

Jia Liu was not idle either. Taking the approaching Lantern Festival on the 15th of the first lunar month as an excuse, he went to Guanyin Bridge to purchase a batch of festival gifts for the relevant leaders of relevant units.

This time it was even better than the one sent last time. The reason is that I have money.

For a while, the name of Jia Dongge, the leader of the arresting team of the Han army, was very popular among the grassroots leaders of the Han army in Minuo Guanzhai.

It was agreed that that kid Jia Dongge was a real person, and he was very good at dealing with affairs.

In fact, Jia Liu also wanted to give gifts to the Manchu and Mongolian adults, and even wanted to show up in front of Liu Butang, the imperial envoy who presides over the Minuo village. However, his rank and status were doomed to be around the bottom, and he couldn't get out of the Han army for the time being. The circle is close to the core of Manmeng, let alone be able to talk to the master of the Ministry.

Therefore, we can only seek truth from facts and establish a good relationship with the direct subordinates. After all, as the old saying goes, the county magistrate is not as good as the current one.

The effect is very good. When the Yaozi room hears that Mr. Jia's team is coming to collect the medicine, they give as much as they want.The other teams came to collect it, but they had to run a few more times anyway.

Jia Liu did not forget that Chang Bingzhong and Liu Heyi were about to go to the Hailan Police Office, and the team that entrusted them to transport grain to Muguomu brought them a lot of snacks.

This is what he can do for Chang and Liu. There is really no other way.

Let it be fate.

After lunch that day, Jia Liu went to the dispatch room for a stroll as usual.

It's not about looking for something to do, it's just to show more face to his immediate boss, Mr. Cui, so that Mr. Cui will think that Captain Jia is only part-time now, and if there is any real shortage, he needs to make up for it.

The other thing is to wonder if Cui Liangchen can get some muskets to strengthen the firepower of the seventh team of the headquarters.

"Sixth son, here we come."

Master Cui is both a leader and an elder, so he is absolutely qualified to be called six sons.

This "six sons" is also the best affirmation of Jia Liu.

"Hey, my lord, I'm busy!"

Jia Liu walked in with a smile, but just after entering, he got a piece of news.

The frontline army will launch a general attack on several important places occupied by the Fan army at the end of the month, not only the Muguomu camp, but also the other armies at the same time.

Jia Liu's calculation was correct in this way of using troops, otherwise he would always use troops all the way and not move the rest of the way, and he would not be able to take advantage of the Qing army's superiority over the Fan army.

Now that Wen Fu, Agui, Fukang'an, Dong Tianbi, Feng Sheng'e, and Ha Guoxing are working together, it is impossible to defend everywhere with the strength of Fanjun. Tired of running, demolishing the east wall to make up the west wall, even if it occupies a favorable location, the Qing army may break through one or two places.

As long as one point is opened, the battle will be easy to fight.

However, if Wen Fu really succeeded, it would be a good thing for Da Qing, but it would not seem to be a good thing for Jia Liu.

Because, his next vote has not yet been implemented, how to do it.

After chatting with the people in the dispatch room, Jia Liu wanted to greet Master Cui and go back first.

When dealing with a leader, one must know how to measure, so that the leader feels that this little comrade is good, but not make the leader feel that this person is a bit annoying.

This is called Huohou.

In many cases, the precise control of the fire is directly related to whether a person can go further.

"My lord, you are busy, I will leave the humble position first!"

When Jia Liu bowed and took three steps back, a person rushed in at the door and knocked him aside with a "plop", then went straight to Master Cui without looking at him, and said anxiously: "My lord, the food transport team is in Ake Lizhai has been attacked, and two arresting teams have been surrounded, and the higher-ups have asked our Han army to send reinforcements immediately!"

Oh shit!

The sound in Jia Liu's mind was not scolding the bandits, but the scolding style that pushed him down and knocked him against the corner of the chair.

Clutching his nose, he didn't know if there was a nosebleed, enduring the pain and going out.

His intuition told him that it was not suitable to stay here for a long time.

"Six, don't go!"

The shocked Master Cui Liangchen stood up anxiously.

Jia Liu, who was so painful that he was about to shed tears, could only turn back stiffly, feeling like a fellow Taoist who was called out.

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