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Chapter 934 Isn’t this a person kneeling down to beg for food?

Thinking of this, I glanced deeply at Liu Limu. He didn't mention this just now. Did this old fox do it on purpose or did he forget?

He turned around and ordered his commander: "Rongbao, take out the money and return the box to the two squad leaders~"

"Yes!" Rongbao didn't ask why, and poured the coins into the bag.

When Yuan Wenshao heard the clattering sound, he couldn't help but turn his head and take a look. He roughly estimated that there were several hundred coins.

"Give!"

"Thank you, brother~"

The two squad leaders took back their respective boxes and did not dare to stay here any longer.

He lowered his head and clasped his hands and said, "Sir, if there is nothing important we will leave first!"

"Well, you go and do your work!" Yuan Wenshao nodded slightly.

Then he said: "By the way, I will treat all the class leaders to a drink at Wanfang Pavilion tonight. Those who are not on duty can come and join in the fun!"

"Who among the two of you has important matters at home and can't go?"

It's Team Leader Zhao who reacts quickly, and the flatterer just opens his mouth and comes.

He bowed and saluted and said solemnly: "Thank you for your favor, sir. Even if you have a big deal at home, you must not waste the opportunity to serve your Majesty!"

"Flatterer!" Young Bantou Liu cursed in his heart, and then told the truth.

“My mother’s birthday is today…”

"Ahem!" Liu Limu interrupted with a slight cough and glared at him fiercely.

If it wasn't because he was his nephew, he wouldn't have cared about it. Grandma had three or four children at home, so how could she still be so unaware of the accident.

He is a noble man of the eighth rank, and he is also the young master of the Earl's Palace. He condescends to treat you, a low-ranking class leader, to dinner, and he dares to refuse. This is too courageous. Doesn't the class leader want to do it?

Here, Yuan Wenshao glanced at Old Man Liu with a half-smile, but decided to give him some face, and turned to look at Bantou Liu, who was somewhat similar to Liu Limu.

He spoke in a very kind manner: "Team Leader Liu, this is a private party. If you have something important to do, you don't have to go!"

"I'm... fine, thank you for your support!" Bantou Liu noticed his uncle's livid face and finally reacted.

After the captain took the two squad leaders down, Yuan Wenshao picked up the money bag and shook it.

Smiling and sighing: "Oh, I really didn't expect that these cute "little things" would be delivered to me less than an hour after I took office~"

"Master Liu, what are our usual rules for collecting "tribute fees"?"

"What regulations?" Liu Weizhong was confused and didn't quite understand what the master meant.

Yuan Wenshao didn't know whether he really didn't understand or was just pretending.

"It's about how we usually collect money. Is there any rule about how much we can collect every month?"

"Oh, you said this!" Liu Weizhong also breathed a sigh of relief at this time.

He was afraid that the newly arrived adult would think he was noble and do some inexplicable things. There had been people like this before, blocking everyone's way of making money, and he would eventually pack up and leave.

He looked at the money bag and explained: "Sir, when our soldiers of each class go out on patrol, they will receive a tribute, and this is your share~"

"Ah~"

Yuan Wenshao shook his head slightly. This work was too rough. How could he charge such a fee? It was really unprofessional at all. How much could he earn just by scraping the poor man's money?

So he asked with some reluctance: "Don't you want to interact with the gangs on the interface and the major merchants?"

"Sir, this..." Liu Weizhong looked confused.

After looking around to make sure there were no outsiders, he came over and whispered: "All the major gangs will send money to you at the end of the month. Half of this will be sent to the top Bingma Division, and the rest will be divided between you and me~"

"As for... those merchants, the patrolmen who come and go just take them in. Some larger ones, such as the 72nd floor of the main store in Bianjing City, almost have big backers behind them, and they don't pay attention to us at all~" "So we usually pay filial piety directly to the Commander of the Army and Horses. When we ask for something, we will give him three melons and two dates as a reward!"

"Damn it, can't we kneel down and beg for food!" Yuan Wenshao complained in a low voice.

However, even though I have some plans in mind, after all, people are talking softly now, so I still have to wait until my rank is high enough before reforming again. Now I just kneel down straight.

In fact, judging from the current situation, the filial piety collected every day is not too small. According to Liu Limu, with all kinds of things, he can probably get hundreds of strings in a month.

"Okay, Old Liu, I'll be here today. If you have time later, you can tell me more about the people on the street, such as the power of the major gangs. I have to know it well!"

"No problem, it just so happens that I'm here to enjoy your tea!"

After the others left, Yuan Wenshao leaned on the Taishi chair and closed his eyes a little tiredly. His thoughts were racing through his mind, thinking back to whether he had said anything wrong today...

About two-quarters of an hour later, just when he was about to fall asleep, he heard footsteps. He raised his head and opened his eyes to find that Changsui Rongbao had come in.

"grown ups!"

"Rong Bao, there are no outsiders here, just call me Young Master like you are at home~"

"Sir, the things you told me have been almost done. I just chatted with some white servants and I have a rough understanding of the situation of several squad leaders~"

"Don't worry, drink some water, sit down and talk slowly!" Yuan Wenshao said and handed over his tea cup.

Rongbao was not polite here. He took it and raised his hand and drank it in one gulp. Then he sat down and started talking.

"Almost all of the seven squad leaders in the yamen are not economical. The one with the most innocent thoughts is probably the squad leader Liu who just came here. He is also Liu's nephew. Because he is young, there are still many people who are dissatisfied!"

"Pfft~" Yuan Wenshao smiled.

He shook his head and said with emotion: "This class leader Liu is very upright. I didn't expect that Liu Weizhong would have such a nephew~"

Rong Bao also smiled, and then continued to introduce: "Sir, the other person who just came in is the leader Zhao Hu. He is also a veteran. His ancestors worked in the Jing Cheng Office!"

"He is quite a slick and philistine person, and he is relatively efficient at doing things, but he has no backing, so he has never been able to get promoted."

"There is also a squad leader named Liang Qin. I heard that he is a branch of the Yongchang Earl's Mansion. I don't know if this news is true or not!"

After hearing this, Yuan Wenshao shook his head slightly, then stood up from his chair and moved around.

"It's probably because he's bragging. The Earl of Yongchang's Mansion is different from our family. How could he let a descendant from the sidelines be the leader of an inferior class~"

"What about the others?"

"The remaining squad leaders are usually relatively low-key, and the white servants don't know much about the situation, so they only heard so much for the time being~"

Rongbao was still a little embarrassed when he replied.

"By the way, sir, there is one more thing I forgot to mention. There is a newly arrived patrolman named Hu Huizu. I heard the white servants chatting that his sister is the concubine of Mr. Zheng, the prison commander of Nancheng Bingma Division. The next day I became the deputy squad leader.”

"Oh, this small sutra heritage site is really a hidden dragon and a crouching tiger~"

Yuan Wenshao was just joking. He really didn't look down on a small military commander, the ninth-grade prisoner, because no matter how the Earl's Mansion fell, he was still a count, and the noble children were the ruling class.

Looking at the soldiers coming and going outside, he turned around and ordered: "Rongbao, please work harder later. I want to know the general situation of these patrols. We can't turn a blind eye!"

"Yes!" Rong Bao saluted with his hands crossed.

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(PS: Thanks to "Fat Paper for Losing Weight" for the 100 starting coins!)

(End of this chapter)