Zhang Zichen sat on the throne of Panlong, his head was still a little dazed, one moment he was still in the world, and the next moment he was sitting in the Lingxiao Treasure Palace. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Although it was not the first time to experience this kind of spatial movement, Zhang Zichen was still a little uncomfortable.

The star officer on duty saw that Zhang Zichen was back, and trotted all the way from the corner of the hall to Zhang Zichen's side, and whispered softly: "Your Majesty, Erlang Xiansheng Zhenjun has returned from Guanjiangkou, and he is anxious to see His Majesty, and the minister can't be the master, so he has to ask you to come back." ”

"Oh? What's the matter with him looking for me, hurry up and let him tell me, I'm going to go back to the world to pick up girls after that. ”

Zhang Zichen yawned and said, just like that, he missed Shen Jiarou's goblin a little.

"This..."

The star officer on duty was a little hesitant.

"Don't talk about it, just say anything, and I will forgive you for your innocence."

Zhang Zichen was a little impatient.

"Erlang Zhenjun is here to pay the salaries of the 100,000 water army in the mouth of the river, and he claims that if the army is not paid again, the water army in the mouth of the river will be disbanded!"

The star officer on duty pinched a handful of sweat, and his eyes secretly glanced at Zhang Zichen's reaction.

"Just for this matter, how much do you want to give him, isn't it over for me, didn't I send a batch of aura to Heavenly Court before?"

Zhang Zichen said with some doubts, he already understood the general situation of Heavenly Court, the so-called Yulu and military salaries mainly refer to aura, occasionally with some elixirs and elixirs or something.

"The aura sent by His Majesty has been compressed into a spiritual liquid of only 28,500 catties, and it has been made up by the God of Wealth for the low-level immortals, and a total of more than 4,000 low-level immortals have been issued, according to one day... That is, the calculation of the one-year cycle in the world, the lowest is two taels of spiritual liquid per day, and the highest is three catties of spiritual liquid per day.

The 28,500 catties of spiritual liquid is only enough to reissue those low-level immortals for ten days, and now His Majesty still owes them 745 days.

Therefore, there is no spiritual energy in the Heavenly Court Treasury to allocate to Erlang God, and Bigan is sick again..."

Zhang Zichen couldn't help but feel a little dizzy, 28.5 billion! Just selling waste paper requires hundreds of tons, and only more than 20,000 catties of spiritual liquid have been refined!

In other words, on average, more than 20 catties of one million coins can only be refined into one catty of spiritual liquid.

And now he not only owes more than 4,000 low-level immortals 745 taels each, but also bears the military salary of 100,000 sailors at the mouth of the river!

"Why am I so miserable!"

Zhang Zichen looked up to the sky and sighed, almost crying, he originally wanted to redeem himself by reselling the treasures of the heavenly court to make money to pay off his debts, but now it seems that it should not work.

Not to mention that the treasures of the heavenly court cannot be resold to the world on a large scale, even if they can really be transmitted in large quantities, I am afraid that they will have to depreciate rapidly at that time, and if there are too many things, they will not be worth anything, which is a truth that has been true since ancient times.

What's more, the amount of currency circulating in the world is limited, and the accumulation of aura above also needs to circulate for a long time, and the aura destined to be obtained from it is also limited.

The roof leak happened to rain for a day, and the boat was late and suffered a head wind.

Zhang Zichen now feels that he is in such a situation, which makes it even worse!

"How much military salary does Erlang God want, you tell me quietly, and I'll see if I can pay it off."

After being pessimistic, Zhang Zichen asked the star officer on duty anxiously, with the previous incident of the low-level immortals beating the Jade Emperor, he was also very afraid that Yang Jian would beat him, after all, it was the famous Erlang God!

"The 100,000 sailors at the mouth of the Guanjiang River, because the enchantment is close to the human world, so the human world's timekeeping method is adopted, and the total military salary in a year is about 5 million catties of spiritual liquid."

The star officer on duty was a little reluctant to speak, but when he thought of this, there seemed to be no room for turning around, so he turned his heart sideways and gritted his teeth and said.

"Oh my God! You can kill me with a thunderbolt! I don't want to live anymore! ”

Zhang Zichen's heart shook suddenly, it was really like a high-rise building kicked into the air, the Yangtze River overturned, the cold water poured on his head, and the spirit fought a cold war.

But his words are destined not to come true, he himself is the Jade Emperor, the God in the eyes of mortals, the thunder god is his nominal courtier, where is there a god to fulfill his wishes.

"Minister Yang Jian asks to see Your Majesty, I don't know when the salary of the Guanjiangkou Water Army will be paid!"

When Zhang Zichen was pessimistic and lost his mind, Yang Jian swaggered into the Lingxiao Treasure Hall alone.

I saw him wearing gold chain mail, a silk armor tied around his waist, a red cloak, Lingyun combat boots, a three-pointed two-edged spear in his left hand, and a roaring dog in his right hand.

The forehead has vertical eyes, the sword eyebrows are in the sideburns, and the real god is also!

Zhang Zichen saw Yang Jian, the famous Erlang God for a long time, but he was not happy at all, if he was still an ordinary mortal, maybe he would have the joy of seeing his childhood idol.

Now when he thinks that Erlang God is also here to collect debts, Zhang Zichen's heart bursts out.

"Ahem! That true gentleman, if I don't pay the army, will you beat me? ”

Zhang Zichen asked with a wry smile.

Yang Jian was asked by him inexplicably, and said without the slightest emotion: "Your Majesty's Ninety-Five Supreme, how dare Yang Jian beat Your Majesty, but if Your Majesty can't pay your salary, the Guanjiangkou Water Army can only be disbanded." ”

Yang Jian's cold appearance Zhang Zichen had already expected it, and when he was in the mortal world, he heard that he had a knot with his uncle, the former Jade Emperor Zhang Bairen, and the army was irrigating the Jiangkou, and he had always listened to the tune and did not listen to the announcement.

If it weren't for the change of Jade Emperor this time, I'm afraid Yang Jian would really not want to go to heaven in person.

"Ahh Disbanded well! Disband, disband, Zhenjun, you also know that if the court declines today, there will only be an empty shelf left, and there will be no surplus food in the Jade Emperor's house! ”

Zhang Zichen was still very happy to learn that Yang Jian would not beat him, so he suppressed the joy in his heart and complained with a bitter face.

"In this case, Yang Jian will take his leave!"

Erlang God didn't get entangled at all, he turned around and was about to leave, simply and neatly, which made Zhang Zichen feel a little incredible.

"The true monarch stays, the true monarch is slow!"

It was the star officer on duty who spoke, and I saw him running down from Zhang Zichen's side with a roll, and he was able to hold Yang Jian's departing figure.

"Your Majesty! The Guanjiangkou Water Army can't be disbanded! There is a suppression of the chaos of the desolate giant beasts that once caused trouble in the Three Realms, as well as some of the great demon heads of the ancients, once the Guanjiangkou Water Army is disbanded and those demons break the seal, the Three Realms will be in chaos!

Once the Three Realms are ruined, it will be a dereliction of duty on the part of Your Majesty, and at that time, Your Majesty will still inevitably sink into the purgatory of the Heavenly Dao and suffer from eternal suffering! ”

After grabbing Eryang Shen, the star officer on duty looked back at Jade Emperor Zhang Zichen with a nervous face.

"Ahh Zhenjun stays! Please Zhenjun wait, let me think of a way, even if I smash the pot and sell iron, I must also raise the salary of the 100,000 water army in the mouth of the river, Zhenjun don't be angry! ”

The words of the star official on duty were deafening, and Zhang Zichen also hurriedly jumped off the throne and grabbed Erlang God to death.

Now he already knows that he really has no choice, and the barefoot old man is really dark to his grandmother's house.