Cyber ​​Daming

Chapter 270 Under the Covered Nest
The courtyard was in a mess. Even the two deck chairs placed side by side were broken into pieces on the ground at some point, just like the red lantern hanging under the lintel.

Zhai Mancang, who looked relaxed, handed Li Jun a cigarette, and even Lao Ma, who had no such thing as a heart and lungs, picked one up with his fingers.

In Lord Ma's own words, whether to smoke or not is a matter of function, and whether to answer or not is a matter of politeness.When you go out and travel around the world, you can't help but give others face.

The two of them sat side by side on the steps under the eaves.

As for Huang Shiyuan, whose muscles and bones were shattered and reduced to a useless person, he was casually thrown into the corner.

Prince Ma pointed his chin in the direction of Huang Shiyuan and asked in a surprised tone: "Brother Zhai, I just heard you say that you need to buy this Japanese pirate to keep your position as a hundred households. Don't blame me for being troublesome. Ah, I just don’t understand, why can’t your position as a member of the Hundred Households be secure?”

Lord Ma's confusion was also Li Jun's confusion.

Logically speaking, although the Jin Yiwei is no longer what it used to be, the hundreds of Jin Yiwei who are responsible for monitoring the entire government are still considered powerful figures.

Even if he is not as good as the proprietors of the local high-ranking enterprises, he still has a bit of royal face. As long as he does not commit suicide and takes the initiative to interfere in the troubles within other people's orders, most people will usually stay away from him.

Moreover, a person who can sit in the position of Jinyiwei Baihu, even if he does not have the tyrannical strength and background of Yan Bahuang, is at least in the peak order of seven or above.

In any case, it will not be reduced to the point where even the bottom line is used to "buy credit" in order to keep one's position.

Zhai Mancang let out a laugh when he heard this, shook his head and said with a bitter smile: "Why else? Isn't it just the truth, no merit means no pay."

"Brother Ma is now outside the Five Elements and not in the secular world. Naturally, he doesn't know how difficult it is to be a human being in this world! In the time of the late Emperor, the Imperial Guard was still a prominent position. Although it cannot be said that he beat the three religions with his fists and the nine ranks with his feet. But in a small place like Siwei near the sea, if I learn to walk sideways like a crab, others will hold their noses and praise me, saying, "You walk like a dragon and a tiger walks like a dragon, you walk well!"

"It's a pity that after the 'Dachao Deben', these days have completely changed."

Zhai Mancang smoked the remaining half of the paper roll to the cigarette butt in one breath, holding it in his lungs and reminiscing until his face turned red, and then he exhaled quietly.

"Once the backer, the Ritual Supervisor, collapsed, the Beizhen Fusi also became a thorn in the eyes of others. We, the Jinyiwei of local household offices, became completely motherless children."

"Although those girls didn't have plump breasts at first, they would feed us twice when they were happy. Now it's better. Not only do they have no milk to drink, but they also get beaten all over their heads from time to time."

Prince Ma subconsciously glanced at Li Jun, who was smoking cigarettes, as if to help him speak, "The image is vivid, and I feel the same way!"

"The Chief Secretary of Shandong has jurisdiction over six prefectures, fifteen prefectures, and 89 counties. Most of them are the ancestral land where Confucianism originated. The remaining two eastern prefectures along the coast are the basic base of others. When we come here, we are relying on others. Whatever you do, you have to look at other people’s faces.”

"You're lucky. If you meet someone who gives you face, you still have a chance to get some food and drink for yourself. If you meet someone with a bad temper, you will overturn the cooking stove!"

Zhai Mancang threw the cigarette butt under his feet, crushed it, and gave everyone another cigarette, and then continued: "Brother Yu, I am just unlucky. I am a member of a hundred households in Laizhou Prefecture, and Mo Xu is involved in various societies, big and small. The organization doesn't even bother to deal with us on weekdays, and it is very strict about all ways to make money. Let alone drinking soup, we are not even qualified to lick the bowl."

"Brother Ma, I'm not complaining about you Mo Xu, or I'm just complaining."

Prince Ma said hurriedly: "I can understand, I can understand."

"It's just that I can't get any money or water. How could it be so miserable that I can't even keep my official status?"

It was Li Jun who asked this question. "Not everyone is a martial artist like you, brother, who can fight so well and dare to fight."

Zhai Mancang sighed and drew a small circle in front of him with his fingers.

"The salary allocated by the Ministry of War every month is just a little, and once it passes through Beizhen Fusi and gets into the hands of our local household office, there is not much left, and we can barely live on. The sequence is bottomless. In the Gold Selling Cave, if there is no more oil and water on the ground, what will the brothers do? Do you want to replace the old mechanical body? Do you want to replace the obsolete mechanical heart? Even if you take other sequences, enter the cave and hang up The Buddhist country also needs treasure money."

"Without funds, we can only resell the combat equipment issued by the Ministry of Industry. And for fear of being discovered, we don't dare to sell the whole piece. We can only disassemble it and sell it as parts. Without this guy, the combat effectiveness will definitely be It needs to be weakened. But if you carry this guy, you will be hungry again."

"This is a vicious cycle. If things go on like this, the combat effectiveness of our Jinyi Guardsmen will become weaker and weaker. When we encounter Japanese people like Huang Shiyuan who sneak into the local area to kill people and set fires, they are no match for others."

"And if you haven't made any achievements for a long time, the Ministry of War will issue a document to hold you accountable. If it happens too many times, you will inevitably be dismissed from office."

After listening to Zhai Mancang's heartfelt words, Lord Ma finally understood why Li Jun didn't continue to raise the price.

Without him, just keep a line in your life so that we can meet each other easily in the future.

This Jinyiwei Baihu of Laizhou Prefecture may still have some oil and water on him, but Li Jun cannot force others to take off their clothes and use them as trousers for that little money.

"But the reason why I have fallen to this point is mainly due to my incompetence as a member of a hundred households. If I had the courage and skill of Mr. Yan of Chongqing Prefecture, my brothers below would not have to live such a miserable life with me. ."

Zhai Mancang shook the luxurious satin gown with his arms and laughed at himself: "I just thought about how to be a good person, but in the end I was no longer a human being in the eyes of others."

"Brother Zhai, don't think too much. If Lao Yan were in this situation, the outcome would be a dead end at best. In the end, nothing would change."

Li Jun said in a serious tone: "How can the eggs be intact when the nest is overturned?"

"Yes."

Zhai Mancang finished his last puff of cigarette, patted his cheek, regained his composure, and laughed loudly: "But meeting you this time, brother, has helped me a lot! When I throw this Japanese bandit into prison, Bei Can't the Zhenfu Division reward me with tens of millions of working funds? If I can go back with this money, I won't be scolded by my brothers."

"I'm not afraid of you making fun of me if I tell you this. Even the 200 million yuan in banknotes given to you was made by the entire Laizhou Mansion."

Zhai Mancang joked: "If you had raised the price just now, I would have to kneel down and kowtow to you, brother."

Li Jun frowned slightly, "That sixth-grade martial arts injector?"

"In exchange for the merit points I have accumulated over the years in prison."

Zhai Mancang waved his hand: "But this is not important. Anyway, I have no hope of promoting thousands of households in this generation. Once it is used up, it will be used up."

"It would be good if you can understand the present situation."

(End of this chapter)