Yang Wenguang wondered, how did the people he had seen before disappear? Although the Jin family is too busy these days to take care of this matter, since their Yang family has taken over the business of others, they have to finish the matter for others.

But it's been a month, and people have seen it, but when they see it, they don't say that they have been elbowed, and their toes still hurt.

He went out on the street today as usual to look for people, and walked in Luzhou City with a few subordinates holding treasure knives, his eyes crossed everyone's eyes, trying to find his target.

When passing through a warehouse, there happened to be a notice posted outside, Yang Wenguang stepped forward and looked at it curiously, the meaning of the notice was probably that the people who were recruiting managers here were required to be strong, hard-working, literate, born in the army first, salary on a daily basis, negotiable.

"Huh? That's a good thing. ”

Yang Wenguang squatted in front of the notice to study it, thinking that if he couldn't find anyone this month, the 100,000 yuan would probably be returned to the Jin family, since the beginning of this year, his Yang family's business has not been very good, and the recent increase in the number of displaced people, there are vaguely many colleagues who have come out to grab business, and the Yang family originally planned to let those splashes under his hands go on the right path, so naturally they can't move with those who act with knives and guns, so they see that this is stretched.

When he saw this recruitment advertisement, Yang Wenguang was really moved, and after hesitating for a while, he raised his head and said to a few younger brothers: "You are waiting for me here, and I will come when I go." ”

"Less in charge...... But you can't go. A splashy person grabbed Yang Wenguang's hand, and whispered with a frightened face: "This case of money can't be collected, it's a young master, this is the big warehouse given to the princess by the Jin family, if you go in...... Isn't that being trampled on the ground and beaten? ”

"Let you read some books and read some words on weekdays, and you will know how to eat, drink and be merry." Yang Wenguang was angry, and he lifted the scabbard and knocked it on the heads of these younger brothers: "I'll go and see if I can get an errand for the brothers!" ”

Several younger brothers stood in front of the sign awkwardly, staring at each other with big eyes, and one of them asked suspiciously: "Young master, can you really recognize everything?" But don't fool us, the many words on it seem to me to be like pictures. ”

"That's it, you stand here for me, don't move around."

Yang Wenguang let out a long sigh, hugged the knife and walked towards the warehouse.

At this moment, Song Beiyun was sitting in a small room next to the big warehouse, with a table in front of him, on which there was a pen, ink, paper, and inkstone, while Ruibao was sitting on the table facing Song Beiyun, and the two seemed to be in a stalemate.

"No, if you say no, you can't." Song Beiyun was too lazy to talk nonsense: "I'm already giving you enough face to help you, and you still let me give you a full-time job, you want to be blind." ”

"Good brother!" The princess jumped down from the table, propped her hands on the armrests of the chair, and her body was less than twenty centimeters away from Song Beiyun: "Good brother, if you come to help me, my sister can meet my good brother's requirements." ”

"I don't dare to ask for you, I'll help you recruit all the people and continue to go back to study, you have to pull me in your own business!"

"Song Beiyun!" Ruibao looked at him angrily: "Are you toasting and not eating and drinking?" ”

Song Beiyun looked around and found that there was no one else, so he laughed and directly twisted the joints on Ruibao's life gate acupoint with the joints on his fingers.

Ruibao, who was still menacing, suddenly softened and lay on Song Beiyun's body, she shouted in her mouth, as if she was crying instead of crying, but the tears had already flowed out because of the settling of accounts that came from the acupoints.

"Your Royal Highness Princess, why are you so careless?" Song Beiyun reached out and grabbed the princess's waist and let her sit on his lap: "What's uncomfortable?" Do you want to call a doctor? ”

Ruibao propped one hand on his shoulder, bit his lip and looked at him angrily, and after a little strength in his hand, he twisted the big tendon on the side of Song Beiyun's neck.

didn't expect that Zuo Rou's tried and tested tricks didn't have any effect on Song Beiyun, but the hands on his waist suddenly exerted force, and all the strength in his body was unloaded, and the center of gravity was unstable and fell on Song Beiyun again.

"You hate it to death...... princess also did not get up: "If you don't promise me, I won't get up." Hmph, let people watch you hold the princess, and then see if you die. ”

"Oh?" Song Beiyun came to the princess's chest with one hand, grabbed the strap of his blouse, and slowly pulled it down: "Then I'll fulfill you." ”

"Alright, I'm not going to play with you." The princess hurriedly got up and covered her clothes: "You are busy first, today my father and mother went to Jinling City to meet the Empress Dowager, and I will look for you in the evening." ”

"Don't come." Song Beiyun waved his hand again and again: "There is no blessing, Chitose." ”

"If Zuo Rou goes, I can't go? That's okay, if you don't let me go, then I'll tell Dingguo Gong about your affair with Qiaoyun. ”

"You won't say that." Song Beiyun smiled indifferently and said, "You yourself are a dirty thing." ”

"Hah!" Ruibao stretched out a finger and poked Song Beiyun's forehead: "What a bold man, dare to call the master of this palace a dirty thing." Okay, okay, don't mess with you, I'm going to look for you at night, and besides, my pretty sister also made me a cover, I'm going to try it tonight, it's not like any dead thing that knows how to protect Zuo Rou. ”

Song Beiyun tilted his head and looked at her: "Miss, we've only known each other for more than a month, how many years have I known Zuo Rou, isn't it normal to protect her?" ”

"Me! No! Wear! Ruibao said word by word: "Anyway, I'm not reconciled, what you gave her, I want too." ”

"Why! Then Zuo Rou is still taking a bath with me, you can come too. ”

Song Beiyun regretted saying this, but it was still too late, Ruibao glanced at him lightly: "Do you dare?" ”

Seeing that it was overturned, Song Beiyun slapped Ruibao's ass with a slap, the voice was crisp, Ruibao didn't care, anyway, there were too many things than this, I did it when we met for the first time, this is really nothing, and being slapped like this, it hurts, crispy, and numb, but it is also quite pleasant.

Just as Ruibao wanted to drive again, there was a sound of footsteps outside, Song Beiyun immediately got up, pulled Ruibao to sit in his position, and stood to the side, looking respectful.

"Your Highness, someone has come to apply."

Ruibao said in a cold voice: "Wait." ”

After finishing speaking, she raised her head and said to Song Beiyun: "Hurry up and sort it out for me, you have messed it up, this is unacceptable." ”

"What do you call me to mess up?" Song Beiyun said while helping Ruibao tidy up: "As soon as you come, you rubbed on me, and I gave me a mess, you are really two mouths." ”

"Yes, two mouths. Would you like to eat it? ”

"You don't want to look like this, you're a princess!" After Song Beiyun tidied up her hair, she continued to stand behind: "Okay, you are normal." ”

"Oh......" Ruibao adjusted his posture, "Come in." ”

After a while, the maid led a handsome young man in, but she saw that he was dressed as a warrior, and he was seventeen or eighteen years old, shorter than Song Beiyun, and his skin was darker. Although the weapon in his hand has been unloaded by the guards, it can be seen from the thick knuckles of his fingers that he is a good hand at summoning weapons.

"I've seen Princess Chitose." Yang Wenguang clenched his fists and bowed: "Princess Jin An Wanfu." ”

"Look up." Ruibao's voice was cold, and there was a natural sense of estrangement: "Do you know who I invited?" ”

Yang Wenguang raised his head a little apprehensively, and then he saw Song Beiyun behind the princess at first glance, and he was stunned, and Ruibao saw that his eyes were not on him, and his brows furrowed: "You go out!" ”

Yang Wenguang screamed in his heart, and hurriedly knelt down on one knee in front of Ruibao: "The princess is angry, it's just that I saw that the person behind you looked like an old friend of mine, and I unconsciously took a few more looks." ”

Song Beiyun scratched his head: "I don't know you either." ”

Yang Wenguang didn't dare to raise his head, but his mind was also lively, and he lowered his head and said: "It's just a little similar, but I admit my mistake." ”

Ruibao raised his head and glanced at Song Beiyun, Song Beiyun nodded lightly, Ruibao understood, coughed and said, "Get up." ”

Yang Wenguang stood up again, his hands were naturally half-clenched into fists, hanging down on both sides of his legs, and he was not an ordinary soldier.

"Ever been a soldier?" Song Beiyun opened his mouth and asked, "How old are you?" ”

Yang Wenguang glanced at him, and then at Ruibao, Ruibao nodded and said: "He is the manager here, I just came to check on him today, and I just happened to meet you." Whatever he asks, you answer. ”

Yang Wenguang sighed, his heart was sour, because no matter what...... The 100,000 yuan is considered to be in vain, and he can still tell the difference between the Jin family and the princess whose arms are thicker.

"The grass people have never enlisted in the army, but the ancestors of the family are all soldiers, so the grass people have been practicing martial arts since childhood." Yang Wenguang replied sincerely, in a humble tone.

Song Beiyun nodded: "Literacy? ”

"I have been reading since I was a child, I know the art of war and strategy, and I can recite the Four Books and Five Classics."

"Yo, it's still a civil and military person." Song Beiyun smiled and picked up a form paper from the table and handed it to him: "Then you fill in this form." ”

Yang Wenguang was a little confused, he took it over and took a closer look, and found that the top grid was densely packed, what is the name, font size, date of birth, race, gender, and what are the specialties below, and what kind of educational experience is it?

"You write first, and ask me if you don't understand." Song Beiyun saw his difficulty: "Don't worry. ”

Yang Wenguang wrote on the side, and Song Beiyun asked next to him: "How much do you want to spend every month?" ”

"Huh?" Yang Wenguang raised his head and pondered for a moment, then continued to lower his head and wrote: "Follow the princess's will." ”

Of course, the higher the better, and it's best to give a million a month, but is it possible? Obviously it can't be, he said...... It's quite embarrassing, after all, it's a princess sitting in front of her, with a noble status, and it's obviously not appropriate for the lion to open his mouth.

Besides, Yang Wenguang's purpose in coming here is actually to find a proper job for his brothers, no matter what he does, at least the princess is behind King Fu, and King Fu is behind the court, after all, it is much more reliable than those who are not careful, how much is half an official body.

"Well, you write first."

Soon, Yang Wenguang finished writing, he raised his head and asked, "This brother, this educational experience ...... How do I fill it out? ”

"You just write about how many years you have studied and practiced martial arts, and who you have studied and trained from."

"What about this...... What is the political landscape? ”

"That is, whether you are a slave, a common people, a meritorious person or an official body."

"Whew......" Yang Wenguang blinked his eyes and nodded as if he didn't understand: "Then this ...... Family members also want to write? ”

"The more detailed you write, the easier it is for us to understand you."

In this kind of stumbling communication, Yang Wenguang filled out all the forms, and for the first time, he felt that writing was so laborious, really......

Song Beiyun took the watch and glanced at it lightly: "Okay, you go back and wait first...... Wait a minute! Yang Yanzhao? It's your dad??? ”

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Brothers and sisters, I'll discuss it with you, I'll push it on the 29th, and then I'm going to put it on the shelves, my collection is not enough now, you give me a collection, it's a simple addition to the bookshelf, the collection is related to a lot of indicators and lists.

Thank you, if it's more convenient...... Just cast your vote.