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Chapter 932 My team has just opened!

"Master Qi, remember that's about it. If you don't understand something, I'll come and ask for advice. Don't bother me!"

"Don't come here if you have nothing to do. Several of the soldiers in your Jingcheng Yamen are old people. They have been on duty for many years. You will gradually become familiar with them in the future, so I will say this much first!"

"Let's stop chatting and send you off to take office~"

If Yang Xingtong is happy, he plans to accompany him personally, otherwise he will just send a small official and send him away. Don't think that Jing Cheng is so awesome, the first level of official is overwhelming.

After hearing this, Yuan Wenshao immediately became very excited, quickly crossed his hands and bowed to salute.

"Thank you for your kindness, sir!"

"Okay, from now on you can call me uncle when no one is around, otherwise I won't be happy!"

"Uncle Yang~"

Yang Xingtong looked like a coward and stood up and walked to the door while saying: "Well, this is really true!"

"Otherwise, when I go back to drink with Dad and talk about this, I'll think I'm bullying you, a little kid~"

Yuan Wenshao didn't speak, he just smiled and nodded, which was regarded as a response.

"Lao Yi, tell the people to prepare the horses. I will personally send Zhongxuan to take office to prevent those bastards from the Jingcheng Institute from bullying my nephew~"

"Okay sir!"

Yi Shirong outside the door agreed, but he was a little surprised in his heart. It was the first time that his master had sent someone to take office in person for so many years. This sensible boy seemed to have something special, and he would be more respected in the future. ah.

"shelf!"

In this three-acre area of ​​Nancheng, Yang Xingtong, who is the leader of the military and horse department, naturally no one dares to control him when he rides on the street.

And Yuan Wenshao, master and servant, naturally benefited from it. It was the first time they enjoyed the treatment of racing in Bianjing City, and I have to say that it was really fun.

Yang Xingtong was also a descendant of a noble family, and even had a marquis in his ancestors, but his branch was considered a side branch. He only fought for his life on the battlefield and became what he is today. Although he was a dignified sixth-grade commander of the Army and Horses Division, he could not be called a high official. He is also a person with real power.

The small courtyard of Jingcheng's yamen is naturally incomparable with the large courtyard of the Military and Horse Division, and the soldiers' energy is also not good, because the one on guard fell asleep with a long spear in his chair, and even someone came on horseback. I didn't notice it, I guess it was a good dream.

"Damn it, you bastard!" Yang Xingtong angrily raised his whip and started beating him.

Because he had just finished boasting, he kept bragging to Yuan Wenshao about the Nancheng Army and Horses Division on the way, but he was immediately slapped in the face. It would be strange that the commander was not angry.

"Snapped!"

"Ouch, who the hell dares to hit you, Grandpa Huang? I didn't know that this is Nancheng's army... uh, see the commander!"

The beaten soldier subconsciously wanted to curse, but when he raised his head and saw that it was his immediate superior, his legs went weak and he knelt on the ground. Beads of sweat fell down his forehead.

The fact that he can guard the gate here means that he is just a white servant of the Nancheng Army and Horses Division. He does not even have a formal establishment, and he is so scared that his heart is about to jump out.

What is a white servant? As the name suggests, it is similar to the auxiliary police in the modern police station and the temporary workers in the Yamen. Because the patrol of the Bingma Division means that there are too few soldiers, the city of Bianjing during the Taizu period only had a few hundred thousand people.

Now that so many years have passed, the population of Taiping in the world has increased dramatically, and the permanent population in the city has reached one million. The few thousand people in the Five Cities Soldiers and Horses Division are really too busy.

But it is not realistic to increase the number of manpower. After all, if the number of soldiers exceeds 10,000, the emperor will not be able to sleep, and the expenses will be huge, so over time, temporary workers will become available.

Their treatment is different from that of the formal ones. The regular officers wear thin armor on top of their black uniforms, and are equipped with waist knives for daily patrols. Even the squad leaders can hold crossbows, but these white officers don't even think about it.

"Bah!" After Yang Xingtong dismounted, he probably felt angry and raised his whip again.

He cursed angrily: "Grandma, why are you still kneeling here stupidly!"

"Hurry up and tell everyone to assemble. No one has been there for the past few days, but they are all herding sheep. How does this old Liu manage it?"

"It's your lord, I'll go and notify him right away!" The soldier didn't even care that the spear he was leaning on fell to the ground, and he rolled and crawled towards the inside. During this period, Yuan Wenshao didn't interrupt, but there was a certain light in his eyes. He really needed to rectify it in the future. It was a violent institution, and the gatekeepers could actually sleep outside.

After a while, there were a hundred or ten people in the courtyard. They were all wearing the same clothes, almost the same as those of the army of this dynasty, but the colors were a little different. They were all black and looked quite majestic.

Two of them have clear roots. There are about 30 officers wearing thin armor on the left side. The rest are white servants. There are also a few wearing green cloth, green cloth robes, long green cloth scarves on their heads, and green shawls around their waists. The little official who brought him.

"Everyone, when you took office, Jing Cheng was transferred to the Military and Horse Department. During this period, the Yamen has been leaderless. The person next to me is the new..."

After Yang Xingtong said a few words, he rode away with his men. He was probably unhappy because of the loss of face just now.

But as soon as he left, Yuan Wenshao felt a lot more relaxed. Looking at the nearly a hundred people in front of him, he couldn't help but feel a surge of pride in his heart. My team has just opened.

All the people below did not dare to leave, and looked at each other with big eyes and small eyes. No one knew what the new boss was doing. There was a fundamental gap between officials and officials these days.

Still a catcher, relying on his seniority, walked over and said cautiously: "Sir, are you still patrolling as originally planned?"

"Yes!" Yuan Wenshao held his waist knife and nodded expressionlessly.

Then he turned and walked towards the hall inside, which was equivalent to an office. He took off the knife and put it aside, and then sat on the Taishi chair.

He ordered the followers who were following him: "Rongbao, go and call all the officials, those minor officials, and the head of the Yamen team!"

"Yes!" Rong Bao responded with his hands clasped, then turned and left.

After a while, I saw more than ten people entering the room in a mighty manner, and one of them was particularly conspicuous, that is, besides myself, the only high-ranking official in Jingcheng Yamen who wore a green robe.

"Well!" Sitting on the Taishi chair, looking at the people below, he felt that it was indeed different. The corners of Yuan Wenshao's mouth rose slightly.

Everyone bowed and saluted.

"See my lord!"

"Free gifts for everyone~"

"Liu Limu, please sit down!" Yuan Wenshao smiled and stretched out his hand to signal.

Liu Weizhong is nearly fifty years old, and his hair is half white. He worked all his life before becoming a ninth-grade official.

He was extremely cautious and knowledgeable, otherwise he would not have been busy at the Jingcheng Yamen. He stayed there for nearly 30 years and sent away nearly ten Jingcheng people.

"Thank you, sir~"

He is the only one who can take a seat. No matter how greedy the others are, they can only stand obediently. This is the difference between officials and officials.

"Everyone, I have just taken office, and I still need your help in many areas..." Yuan Wenshao said a lot, which in short was a declaration of taking office.

"Gudu!" he said in a long and eloquent way, and there were still some unfinished thoughts, so he took a sip of tea to quench his thirst.

"Everyone, go ahead and get busy. I'll treat you all to a drink at Wanfang Pavilion tonight. If you have nothing to do, come over and let's have some fun~"

"Thank you, sir!" Several people walked out of the house in an orderly manner.

At this time, Yuan Wenshao stopped Liu Weizhong: "Master Liu, sit down for a moment, I still need to ask you some questions~"

"Sir Yuan is so complimentary, my subordinates don't dare to call me "sir" in front of you~"

To be continued...

(End of this chapter)