"Tom!" There was a loud bang, and the thick book of love fell to the ground.

Zhu Youxiang maintained a respectful appearance, but in his heart he scolded his boss who was exerting power. He didn't want to be this punching bag, but he couldn't help it, he couldn't do it if he didn't come.

This is the place where the Imperial City Garrison is set up in the ninth palace, and the person who is attacking is one of the twenty five hundred commanders of the garrison, and the horse who has accumulated military merits and has been awarded the title of "Gongcheng" of the people.

The title system of Daqin is divided into civil lords and noble lords, which are parallel to each other. The former is applicable to ordinary Great Qin people who have been awarded titles by virtue of their military exploits, while the latter is applied to nobles who have already had a knighthood inheritance.

Ma Gongcheng can accumulate military merits to this point, and with his background as a poor people, he can be regarded as a winner in life. But Ma Gongcheng was not satisfied, and his goal was to be a higher title - the watershed title that marked the entry into the high lord among the people, and was called the "Honor of Doctors".

This centennial witch festival ceremony was regarded by Ma Gongcheng as a strategic highland that must be won on the road to Jinjue. Shangfeng spoke, during the ceremony, as long as the territory in charge of each person is half a point apart, don't blame the road to promotion to the rank of Lord of Jin is interrupted!

Zhu Youxiang, as the son of the Zhu family of the twenty-fourth family, was born with the honorary halo of the lowest third-class baron among the nobles. In other words, he has reached the "doctor's respect" that Ma Gongcheng has in mind and can exempt his direct heirs from military service!

With such direct subordinates, how can Ma Gong be embarrassed? However, the judgment between the noble lord and the civil lord was like a cloud, and no matter how sad and jealous Ma Gongcheng was, he could only pinch his nose and treat Zhu someone, one of the five centurions, in a good voice.

Therefore, such a furious situation as today has never occurred in the past when the pair of bosses and subordinates got along with each other. However, before Zhu Youxiang came over, he also expected this situation.

Slowly lowered his waist and picked up the booklet, put it back on the desk of Ma Gongcheng, and said with a smile: "Gongcheng, it hurts your body." We don't want this kind of thing. ”

Ma Gong rode the iron with a blue face. His thick body almost completely filled the chair underneath. He looked at the cynical smile on Zhu Youxiang's face on the little white face, and secretly hated that these nobles were born to enjoy the life he had to fight for for decades.

If it weren't for His Majesty's wisdom and vigorous promotion of military meritorious people like him, the country of Great Qin would sooner or later be wantonly ruined by these nobles to the point of being as weak as the Great Wei and Great Qi.

As you can imagine. If the envoys of those great powers knew about such things, they would definitely laugh at and ridicule them in secret—the largest country in the world, but that's it!

Lowering his eyelids, Ma Gongcheng grabbed the book that recorded that there were actually only three accidents, and settled down. Reopen the exam.

These three accidents all occurred on the territory for which Ma Gongcheng was responsible. Among them, the quarrel between the two people on the same train affected the departure time, and the two train teams did not eat and arrive at their destinations on time; One person died of poison during lunch; Two other people died in the unexplained fire and were suspected to have been stabbed.

Although it was only three things, it took more than 20 pages to describe the cause and effect. During the incident, the words and deeds of the remaining guests who were observed were recorded in as much detail as possible, in terrifying detail.

Ma Gongcheng's cultural Cheng is really not high, and it took a lot of effort to barely read the text of the dragon flying and phoenix dancing on this booklet. Here, again, is a place where the lords should envy and envy the nobles—the education that the nobles have received. It's beyond the reach of the people.

For example, the little white-faced Zhu Youxiang in front of him is a well-known gentleman of the Zhu family, who once did the stupid thing of escorting a cart of chilled Daqin special fruits to the Jokhang Empire to please a certain noble girl. It was the middle of summer, and it was a carload of ice relays before the fruit was delivered.

But Zhu Youxiang writes well, and it is said that he is no worse than the famous disciples of those calligraphers. Whenever Ma Gongcheng received the documents submitted by Zhu Youxiang, he was always bitter and envious. Needless to say, the pain is that this damn guy never writes well. He always had to guess before he figured out the contents of the paperwork.

It is rare that although the handwriting of Zhu Youxiang is still scribbled this time, it is very different from before. So Ma Gong had already read the book at his usual speed of eighty percent, and frowned in distress. sighed for a long time, as if he had no idea.

I wish Youxiang a good time to spend and wait honestly, but I just don't give my boss even a small idea that sounds useful but actually doesn't work at all. He won't take the bait, and he can get the title of duke, and this boss just looks very stupid. Quite shrewd, actually.

Who came up with the idea, who took the pot, and who didn't know? Ma Gongcheng secretly hated that the nobles were like this, always looking at the lords with a kind of gaze that saw through a qiē. Even if the lord is the boss and the lord is his subordinate, they rarely offer advice, and it is completely a kind of attitude that does not concern themselves and looks at it coldly.

It is no wonder that His Majesty wants to make a move against the nobles, one day, these nobles will also sit idly and mercilessly watch the affairs of Emperor Xià and Great Qin, and only take care of their own interests.

Thinking like this, no matter how disgusted Zhu Youxiang is, if he has not violated military discipline, Ma Gongcheng will not dare to do anything to him. Waving his hand impatiently, Ma Gongcheng drove away: "It's none of your business, let's go." ”

Zhu Youxiang responded neatly, and said with a smile: "When you meet someone sent by Eunuch Mo, let me hand this to you." With that, he pulled another booklet out of his sleeve pocket and handed it over.

I haven't figured out how to deal with these troublesome things in my hands, so what kind of demon is the dead eunuch coming to get here? But Ma Gongcheng didn't dare not accept it, because Mo Da supervised the temporary palace maids who were responsible for spying on the guests. Maybe some of the fine works of other countries were discovered by a palace maid and reported to them.

Even if it is just to report the situation, and there is no power to dispatch temporary palace maids, but it is always beneficial for him to know more about the situation. Ma Gongcheng took the thicker booklet, opened it and saw that the small characters on his head and face made him dizzy, and he wanted to throw this thing away.

Seeing this, Zhu Youxiang hurriedly retreated, lest Ma Gong take advantage of his errand. He came to see Ma Gongcheng for the purpose of the content of the Miao Lord of Anping Kingdom recorded in this booklet. Since Li Yi didn't show his feet and played Lord Miao very well, he was relieved.

Walking out of the room leisurely for a while, the bright warm autumn sun shone on Zhu Youxiang's whole body, and even a little restless. At this time, the rituals in the small festival palaces should have begun, but I wonder if there will be any "accidents"?

I don't know what I thought, Zhu Youxiang smiled evilly, and his bad friend Li Yi looked like when he was in bad water, it was as similar as seventy percent.

-- Poor Ma Gongcheng, the title of "Doctor's Honor", I am afraid that I can't count on it in this life! (To be continued.) )