I’m a Big Boss In Uncle Jiu’s World

Chapter 333: Lao Zhang, Lao Zhang! ! (4000, little brother’s alliance agreement

Chapter 333: Lao Zhang, Lao Zhang! (4000, the fifth update of the alliance leader’s contract)

“It’s not without regrets. I didn’t expect the ghost judge to be so smart and aware of current affairs that Li Shimin’s chess piece was not used at all.”

Zhong Kui sighed and said: "I'm going back to deal with Li Shimin. I'll tell Zhang Deyang that you will handle it on your behalf. If he is interested in judging Si Siming's position, let him bathe and change clothes tomorrow and go to the imperial palace in person. , see the emperor."

"It would be great to get a commanding officer position." Qin Yao was quite satisfied with the result and said with a smile: "By the way, how will the emperor deal with the ghost judge?"

"Resigned from office, deprived of official rights for life." Zhong Kui's eyes turned cold, and he seemed to be unhappy and said: "It's an advantage for him!"

Human beings have different joys and sorrows, and Qin Yao felt unimpressed by this.

"He confessed quickly enough, did not resist arrest, and cooperated well. It is reasonable for the emperor to give him a lenient treatment."

“I don’t know better than you?”

Zhong Kui glared at him speechlessly and waved: "I'm going to do my work. You quickly go to Zhang Deyang. If he doesn't want to make progress or feels that he can't shoulder the responsibility of command, you can go to me as soon as possible. I will Go back to the emperor and ask him to consider promotion candidates. By the way, there is also the matter of my sister. Do you still want to join the Yamen? "

Qin Yao pursed his lips and whispered, "I can join the Judgment Department in the future."

“How dare you!” Zhong Kui glared and yelled, “Believe it or not, I fried you?”

Chin Yao: “…”

Are you polite?

“I’m not in the mood to talk nonsense with you.”

Seeing that he was speechless because of his rebuke, Zhong Kui's depressed mood actually improved a lot. He waved his hand and walked towards the door: "Also, remember, I am not joking with you. If you just You casually abandoned the task I gave you and went to follow Zhang Deyang. I will do anything for my sister."

Chin Yao: “…”

Since my sister is so controlled, she must have some serious illness in her heart, right?

With a brother-in-law like you here, whoever marries your sister shouldn’t be like marrying an ancestor?

Muttering silently in his heart, Qin Yao walked out of the Judgment Department and rushed towards the Yamen where Zhang Deyang was.

I wonder what Lao Zhang’s expression will be like when he hears the news? !

“Day after day, busy and confused.”

In the small government office, Zhang Deyang glanced at the dark sky outside, stretched, hung his brush on the pen holder, and murmured softly: "Xiyamen, Xiyamen..."

Once upon a time, before becoming a judge, Zhang Deyang was a famous desperate man in the underworld.

Carrying the glory of Maoshan, being brave and unafraid of death, constantly refreshing his achievements, and being a disciple of a famous religion, he was promoted very quickly. However, when he passed the Yin Envoy and advanced to the position of Judge, he suddenly discovered that he could not be promoted. Already…

All the yamen were saturated, one of the chiefs abdicated, and the old judges who had suffered for hundreds or even thousands of years rushed forward like crazy. Without the support of the church, they could not even fight.

The most important thing is that even if there is a religious dispute, it may not be possible to win! The Underworld is more concerned with background than ability, so how can those old judges be white?

Gradually, as time passed, Zhang Deyang lay down and no longer fantasized about going further. Instead, he leaned down and became the "messenger" of the Maoshan sect in the underworld. This was how he and Qin Yao were able to establish a good relationship. main reason.

After all... Lao Zhang received him every time he came down, and Lao Zhang spared no effort to cultivate the descendants of Maoshan. Before Qin Yao obtained an official status, it was Lao Zhang who took him to the Hall of Hell to pick up tasks, and he also used Lao Zhang's official seal.

I don’t know how many people still remember that at that time, the two of them joked that when Qin Yao became prosperous in the future, he would come back to support Lao Zhang.

　This matter…

Lao Zhang even forgot about it.

After all, although he has helped many juniors over the years, except for traveling between the Yin and Yang realms, no one has taken the initiative to see him.

He doesn’t blame these little guys for being cold-hearted, because he knows very well that everyone has their own life, everyone is busy with their future, and everyone... may not have an easy life.

Lao Zhang can always understand others, so he has been working as the "Maoshan Envoy" for many years. Not to mention being diligent, at least he can help others, but he doesn't do anything.

Sometimes he would also wonder if it was worth it, but every time he thought about it, he would feel that time, fate, and even the sect had treated him well. Except that he could not see the way to advance, everything else was quite satisfactory.

Good.

The old ship that has been working hard for most of its life now has a harbor where it can dock, what else can it be dissatisfied with?

Satisfied, long-lasting happiness.

“Old Ancestor, Old Ancestor…”

Shortly after he slipped out of the yamen, Qin Yao rushed into the yamen like a gust of wind and shouted loudly.

It was quiet inside the Yamen, only the chirping of insects responded.

“It’s late at night, isn’t my ancestor going to the alley?”

Qin Yao was sitting on the stone bench in the courtyard with his big horse and golden sword. The more he thought about it, the more likely it became.

Where there are ghosts, there will be rivers and lakes, and where there are rivers and lakes, there will be Goulan. It is perfectly normal for Old Ancestor Zhang to be single, strolling around Goulan, and drinking flower wine...

Thinking of this, Qin Yao's restless heart gradually calmed down. He took out his space bag, took out a jar of wine, a bowl, a box of cigars, two puffs of cigarettes, and a sip of wine. He looked at the blood-red moon and blew the cool evening breeze, feeling comfortable. Comfortable.

Later midnight.

Lao Zhang hummed a tune softly, holding a pack of high-quality dried meat in his left hand and a pot of secret Laobaijian in his right hand. He raised his leg to push open the half-open door, and saw a cigarette **** shining orange in the night.

“Hey, man, why are you here drinking in my yard so late at night?” Lao Zhang was happy when he saw who it was and couldn’t help joking.

“What did you mention?” Qin Yao stared at his left hand and licked his lips.

"You're sure you're here, right?" Lao Zhang walked over to him and sat down, putting the things in his hands on the table, with a smile on his face: "I haven't been out for seven days, so I just went out for a walk today. A jar of wine and two pounds of meat were weighed, and you happened to catch me."

Qin Yao chuckled: "I changed my job to fight in the autumn wind. After I fight here, I fight there. I will eventually encounter food."

Lao Zhang laughed dumbly and unwrapped the dried meat: "Are your hands clean?"

“I haven’t peed today.” Qin Yao said.

Lao Zhang didn’t know whether to laugh or cry: “Why do you often pee on your hands? You haven’t peed today.”

Qin Yao threw away the cigarette butt, stamped it with the sole of his foot, reached out and picked up a piece of meat and stuffed it into his mouth. He gave a thumbs up while eating: "Hmm... um! Not bad."

Lao Zhang took out a wine bowl from his hands and put it on the table with a clang: "It's not bad, just know how to eat it. Do you understand that you respect the old and love the young?"

“I’m too old to drink. I’ll get you some water.” Qin Yao said and stood up.

"Why are you itchy?" Lao Zhang glared at him and scolded: "Sit down, pour me some wine, pour yours, um, have another cigarette."

Qin Yao laughed, sat down obediently, filled a bowl for Lao Zhang, opened the cigarette case with a click, took out a cigar, and offered it with both hands.

Lao Zhang took the cigar and held it in his mouth. Qin Yao stretched out his finger, and a flame popped out from his finger, lighting the tobacco for it.

“Hey, don’t tell me, the smell is quite strong.” Lao Zhang took a deep breath and his eyes lit up.

Qin Yao took out his space bag, took out three boxes of cigars, pushed them over, and said with a smile: "This is for you."

　　"I have nothing to show my courtesy to, but I am either a traitor or a thief. After all, what do you want from me?" Lao Zhang asked.

Qin Yao shook his head: "No, we can't say it now. If we say it, you won't be in the mood to smoke, drink or eat meat."

"Hey, is this a big deal?" Lao Zhang was startled and asked hurriedly: "What a big deal?!"

"It's quite big." Qin Yao nodded and said with a smile: "Ancestor, can you carry it?"

“I’m going to carry it, but I won’t carry it.” Lao Zhang said, “I won’t wipe your ass.”

"Bring the cigarette." Qin Yao grabbed the cigarette from his mouth and said, "If you don't even help me, you can smoke it."

"Snapped."

Lao Zhang slapped his palm and said suspiciously: "You are a little presumptuous today. No, not a little, but very presumptuous!"

Qin Yao retracted his palm like an electric shock, turned to dig out the dried meat in the package, bit into it and said: "I will be more bold in the future, do you believe it?"

"No matter how big or small, do you believe I will whip you?" Lao Zhang laughed and cursed.

Qin Yao laughed and said, "I don't believe it."

Lao Zhang narrowed his eyes: "Let me guess, you have found a backer?"

Qin Yao said: "You have to please me."

“Hey, have you got Zhong Kui’s girl?” Lao Zhang said.

Qin Yao was stunned for a moment: "No..."

　　　“I’m not as good as you without you.”

Lao Zhang drank half a bowl of wine, took a long puff of cigarette, and suddenly spoke seriously: "Qin Yao, last time Zhong Li was here, I couldn't talk about you, so you should take it easy, whether it's the Saint of Montenegro or Zhong Li. , The status is so high, if you don’t handle it well, you will be in big trouble.”

Qin Yao said helplessly: "I said, I don't want to either. Do you believe it?"

"I believe in a hammer." Lao Zhang said angrily: "As long as the knife is fast enough, what kind of mess can't be cut?"

"You don't understand." Qin Yao shook his head and left half of the sentence unsaid.

If you understand, you won’t be an old bachelor anymore. Lao Zhang quite likes the current situation and the way Qin Yao treats him. This way of getting along reminds him of a very distant word: friend.

Lao Zhang has no friends.

"I've told you what needs to be said. It's up to you whether you listen or not." Lao Zhang didn't want to preach, let alone ruin the atmosphere at this time. He exhaled a long puff of smoke and said, "Say what's going on? "

"Don't you say you won't help me make things right?" Qin Yao asked.

"You have to listen to it after all." Lao Zhang smiled, but he didn't guarantee it, but he made up his mind.

Qin Yao still shook his head: "After eating, let's talk after eating, otherwise I'm afraid it will affect your appetite."

Lao Zhang was speechless: "Thank you for always thinking about me like this."

"Thank you not sincerely enough. Come, sing with me, listen to me, thank you, because you warm the four seasons..." Qin Yao said with a smile.

Lao Zhang was angry and laughed, but he also noticed that this guy was obviously not in the right mood.

　　Seems a little...excited? ? ?

Later.

The two of them finished eating a pack of dried meat. Lao Zhang burped comfortably and said with emotion: "I haven't felt so comfortable for a long time."

“Are you ready?” Qin Yao suddenly said.

“It’s done, it’s done.” Lao Zhang said angrily.

“Old Zhang, do you want to be the commander or not?” Qin Yao narrowed his eyes and asked with a smile.

“What the hell?” Lao Zhang was confused.

“Si Ming, as long as you ask for an official position, I will arrange one for you.” Qin Yao said.

Lao Zhang twitched the corner of his mouth: "What nonsense are you talking about? You can't talk nonsense about this kind of thing."

Qin Yao shook his head: "It can be said that I can control it."

Lao Zhang: “???”

"I'm not teasing you anymore. Do me a favor. Master Zhong Kui and I dragged down the Minggui judge from the Judgment Department. So the Judgment Department lost a person in charge. I recommended you. The emperor said, let you go when you are free. Seeing him, you should put this matter into practice. You should organize the judgment department and continue to protect me in the future..."

Lao Zhang was completely stunned.

It was really frozen in place.

The kind that doesn’t even move its eyes.

These words had a huge impact on him.

It’s more serious than the legendary Fan Jin’s election. After all, the position of being a person and the position of commanding people are basically two different concepts.

Qin Yao could understand Lao Zhang, so he didn't beep much and drank his drink quietly.

Lao Zhang was in a daze for half an hour, and then he suddenly woke up: "I'm a little dizzy, what did you just say?"

Qin Yao said: "Si Ming, I ask you to be Si Ming."

Lao Zhang's body was trembling: "You didn't bluff me?"

“I have free time, so I’ll come over late at night to scare you.” Qin Yao was speechless.

Lao Zhang stood up suddenly, slapped his hands on the table, and glared at Qin Yao: "Si Ming? Judge Si Siming?"

"Yes." Qin Yao said: "I'm here to ask you if you are willing to help. If you are not willing..."

“I’m not stupid.” Lao Zhang’s eyes seemed to be burning with fire as he pointed at him and said, “Come here.”

Qin Yao was inexplicably timid: "What are you doing?"

“Come here quickly!” Lao Zhang urged.

Qin Yao silently circulated his energy and slowly came to him: "What are you doing?"

Lao Zhang grabbed his shoulder and said seriously: "Qin Yao, let's sworn sworn friends."

　　We are sworn brothers? !

Qin Yao looked like he had seen a ghost. He felt as if his shoulders were about to be crushed by him. His cheeks twitched and he said: "Ancestor, I know you are very excited now, but the two of us..."

　　"What are you talking about!" Lao Zhang gave him a hard pull, kicked him in the back of the leg, and kicked him to the ground, and then he knelt down as well.

“Ancestor, this is really inappropriate.” Qin Yaodao was heartbroken and struggled to stand up.

Lao Zhang put his hand on his shoulder and said grandly: "You don't care whether it fits or not, anyway, I know that among brothers, we share the same blessings and share the same hardships. Those who betray their brothers and sisters should be cut into pieces by a thousand cuts."

Chin Yao: “…”

What the hell.

Who the **** is a brother to his own ancestor?

Gan.

Isn’t this nonsense?

“Ancestor, listen to me, can you listen to my advice?”

Qin Yao advised with sincerity: "You may be carried away by excitement now. This is a passionate impulse. We can't do this. If you tell me, others will laugh to death."

"Recite after me, I, Zhang Deyang..." Lao Zhang didn't listen to what he said at all. He reached out and slapped him **** the back, which almost made Qin Yao vomit blood.

Qin Yao thinks Lao Zhang is crazy.

But only Lao Zhang knows best what a command position means.

That is a position that many old judges have been unable to occupy even to the point of death!

That is a height that many of the proud men of heaven cannot reach, even with the help of famous teachers!

How many ghosts are there in the underworld?

More than 10 billion.

How many officials are there in the Yin Division?

Absolutely no more.

How many Simings are there?

No matter in any organization, there will never be more than one hundred.

There are only about seventy commanders in Fengdu.

Furthermore, Fengdu Si Ming is more expensive, has a higher status, and has more authority than the external Si Ming.