Chapter 117: The position of county magistrate is yours

Liao Changsheng's rough hand moved the delicate face of Miss Ah Feng, and the girlish shyness showed a bouquet of peach blossoms blooming in the corners of her eyes, slightly reddened. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. biquge。 info

On the way to the command room, in addition to some useless daily nagging, Liao Changsheng also learned from Jin Pengfei's mouth that the character of Zhang Guofang, the head of the 137th Regiment, was simply arrogant, of course, the strength of leading troops in the war is still a little bit from the point of view of the deployment of the county.

Liao Changsheng didn't look at people with colored eyes, and when he walked to the gate of the command room, Zhang Guofang looked a little temperamental with a barge gun and a military uniform, and when he turned around, he saw Liao Changsheng and a few people.

"Hello, in the next Zhang National Defense, I have heard of Brother Liao's bravery, and when I see it today, it is worthy of the name! I just had something important to do, and I couldn't meet it from afar, I hope my brother will forgive me."

Zhang Guofang's kind words were present, but unfortunately he recognized the wrong person, and looked at Zhang Ersil with a gun on his back, and said by holding Zhang Ersil's hand.

"Leader, you admit that you are wrong, he is Liao Changsheng" Wu Ting's sad face was suddenly embarrassed and smiled.

Zhang Guofang reacted, he felt ashamed, since Wu Ting smiled, he walked up to Liao Changsheng and held his shoulders as if nothing had happened, "Go, the meals are ready, brother, I'll pick you up and wash the dust!" ”

The laughter of those officialdoms was vividly displayed on his face, and with two glasses of white wine, he raised his feet and stepped on the stool, and made bold remarks, raising himself several levels, sounding like a victorious general.

Liao Changsheng slowly became able to look at people's faces, and what kind of people he said to what kind of people carefully agreed, after all, he was a self-made mountain village noman, and it was not easy to beg for food under other people's roofs.

"Captain Zhang, it's really heroic, come, little brother, I'll toast you!" Liao Changsheng held the small glass in both hands and saluted, Zhang Guofang nodded with satisfaction with the wine glass, it seems that this guy in front of him is a sensible person, and his favorite is a flattering person.

Drinking and drinking, Liao Changsheng took advantage of the wine and asked skillfully, "Commander Zhang, don't hide it, I, Liao Changsheng, have no other skills, and I don't blink when I go to the battlefield, you see,"

Before he finished speaking, Zhang Guofang returned a salute, "Come, come, drink, I am so happy to meet you today!" ”

Liao Changsheng felt that Zhang Guofang was deliberately avoiding this question, and remembered Jin Pengfei's evaluation of this person when he came.

Zhang Guofang is drunk but not drunk, he is very sober, he is not as generous as Wu Guoqiang, he let Liao Changsheng come by himself, he turned a blind eye, asked him to lead the troops, and finally wrapped Liao Changsheng with his life.

In Zhang Guofang's eyes, even if this person is brave, he is just a reckless man, and he never thought of reusing him again, let alone relying on Liao Changsheng's promotion to make a fortune, but Wu Guoqiang's classmate also has to give face, not to mention that the commander of the 42nd Army is still the old man of Wu Mingyi, just find an errand to let Liao Changsheng have no worries about food and clothing, as long as he is obedient.

Wu Ting saw this delicate relationship, and stepped forward to toast Zhang Guofang, Zhang Guofang smiled, as if he was in a peach orchard, Zhang Guofang not only coveted Wu Ting's posture for a long time, if he could get this beauty, it would not be difficult to climb up by relying on his family's relationship, it was beautiful to think about it, Zhang Guofang's obscene smile just opened his mouth, and saliva flowed out.

"Commander Zhang, in fact, Changsheng is really a good hand at fighting and leading troops, do you see if it is ......" Wu Ting's words did not directly make it clear.

"The first time I saw Brother Liao, I could see that since Wu Ting had spoken, Brother Liao, your business is on me, drink well tonight, and give you a satisfactory answer tomorrow!" Zhang Guofang's face changed faster than Sichuan Opera, he sipped his wine glass and stared at Wu Ting, as if there was a fire burning in his eyes.

Liao Changsheng took advantage of the moment when Zhang Guofang put down the wine glass, and filled the wine jug with "Captain Zhang, junior brother, I will toast you again, and I will rely on Captain Zhang more in the future."

Liao Changsheng said in such a low voice, politely not for his own promotion and fortune, but for his subordinates to have some armed force to fight the devil, and he couldn't send it empty-handed.

"You're polite, you're polite, Captain Wu's brother is my brother, Brother Liao doesn't have to be so polite!" Zhang Guofang waved his hand and said, but his eyes never left Wu Ting, and even these kind words were not said by looking at Liao Changsheng.

Ah Feng, who was on the side, picked up the vegetables and stuffed them into her mouth, she couldn't get used to Zhang Guofang's appearance, and she was afraid that saying the wrong thing would ruin Liao Changsheng's affairs, so she only stuffed her mouth full, but the corners of her mouth and eyes were also exposed, but Zhang Guofang didn't pay attention to these people in the mountains and wilderness at all.

How many of the kind words at the banquet are true? And how many are fake? No one can guess that for Zhang Guofang, all the face that should be given has been given.

As soon as he got up the next day, Zhang Guofang's adjutant found Liao Changsheng and took Liao Changsheng to a yamen left by the Qing Dynasty.

"Brother Liao, our head of the regiment said, this will be your territory in the future, the position of the county magistrate is given to you, and you will handle the case for the people in the future!" Every word of the adjutant was meant to be dismissed and ridiculed.

Liao Changsheng was indeed a little disappointed in his heart, and then followed up to the adjutant and asked, "Where is your head Zhang?" I'd like to see him."

"The regiment commander said that he would seriously study the operational deployment, and all the idle people would not be seen."

The adjutant's words were inevitably a little exciting, Liao Changsheng didn't expect that in Zhang Guofang's eyes, he was just an inconsequential idler, Liao Changsheng was not entangled, he stood in place, and there was an air of disappointment around him.

"Eh, I said, that's all for your regiment leader," Jin Pengfei's words were intercepted by Liao Changsheng, and the adjutant looked at Liao Changsheng with disgust and shook his head and left.

Liao Changsheng knows very well in his heart that although he lives under the fence, he is not a lost dog, sooner or later, he will let Wu Guoqiang see his ability, and settle down first.

He is now also a county magistrate, although he can't lead troops to fight like he ideally, but it is not a good thing to do things for the people.

"Pack up! Open the door tomorrow and solve the case, and do practical things for the local people"

Liao Changsheng's mental attitude and ability to react to problems have improved by several levels, and Miss Ah Feng also admired her fiancé's death and came to life, and did her work with a smile.

Wu Ting also took a few cronies and guards around her to buy some things needed for life to help Liao Changsheng reopen the county gate, it turned out that the county magistrate of this place was a well-known corrupt official, and he was shot on the street when the 137th Regiment was stationed.

"I'm bothering you these days, I'll do it!" Liao Changsheng said while holding the wooden basin in Wu Ting's hand.

The two looked at each other affectionately with a wooden basin.

"It's all your own people, so let's leave these cleaning things to us women."

"Yes, yes, Sister Wu Ting is right" Miss Ah Feng held back her jealousy, smiled and went to the wooden basin, and none of the three of them wanted to let go.