2-12 Difficult brothers
The black-robed old man turned around slowly, and sure enough, it was a fairy wind bone, carrying two Emei thorns in his hands, and said with a full breath: "Quickly put down the silver ticket, each of you can mutilate one arm, I can let you live, otherwise, next year today will be your anniversary." My iron palm floating on the water is by no means a wolf's name. ”
Such a big score, but the person who can show the brothel is probably not the top figure in martial arts, Liu Ziguang was just about to make a sarcastic remark. The young man spoke first: "This senior, we didn't make trouble, we didn't rob, we just got back the money we won, what's wrong?" It is convenient for others, convenient for yourself, and I advise my predecessors to take care of this idle matter at the end. ”
The old man was furious: "Unknown junior, you still dare to argue, if you don't let the two of you bury yourself at the bottom of the Qinhuai River today, I won't be floating on the water with an iron palm......."
Before the final name could be reported, the old man was kicked off the bow of the boat by Liu Ziguang's swift flying leg. "Float on the water, sink under the water!" Liu Ziguang had already seen an official ship coming from afar, full of torches and shining knives and guns. "What nonsense are you talking about with the old man, didn't you see the officers and soldiers coming?"
"It's not good, it's a person from the Five Cities Terracotta Division, run, hey, how can you run without a boat?" The young man had just learned how to play tricks with his tongue, but now he was panicked when he saw the officers and soldiers coming.
"If you don't have a boat, you have to fly ashore." Before the young man could understand, Liu Ziguang reached out to stop him and grabbed him, clamped it under his armpits, kicked his legs violently, and flew towards the riverbank.
If Liu Ziguang was alone, he would still be sure to jump ashore, but a person with a hundred catties would not be able to jump so far, fortunately, the Qinhuai River at night was still bustling, and there were many boats coming and going.
The iron palm that had just climbed out of the water looked at Liu Ziguang's distant shadow, and said hatefully: "The old man remembers your appearance!" Don't let me run into it again! ”
After going ashore, Liu Ziguang put the boy down, and the two of them ran out a few more streets before stopping. Standing under the eaves of an unknown house to rest, the young man gasped and said, "You are really good at kung fu, what are you doing at the Liguo Iron Works?" You might as well do it with me. ”
"I'll take hundreds of brothers to help the iron factory fight, whoever pays for it, I'll help whoever does it, don't talk nonsense, I'll give you a silver ticket." Liu Ziguang took out the silver ticket in his arms and gave half of it to the young man. Whose child is this, his tone is not small, and he still wants to accept me as a housekeeper, he is really small and ambitious.
The young man took the silver ticket and didn't give up: "Then I'll even collect your hundreds of brothers, it's always okay." Liu Ziguang said that the child did not have a fever, and touched the young man's forehead, "It's not hot, my five hundred brothers cost at least 500,000 taels of silver a year, can you get it?" Besides, what are you doing as a kid and trying to rebel? It's not too early, hurry up and go home to wash and sleep, don't go out and run around. ”
The young man stopped dwelling on this topic, and clenched his fists: "Didn't ask Your Excellency's name?" ”
"Liu Ziguang, what do you call it?"
"My surname is Zhu, Zhu Tianxia." The boy replied.
"It turned out to be Brother Zhu, and we are also destined. By the way, do you know how the Refining Edge goes? "Liu Ziguang doesn't know where he is now, he has to go back to the Lian Feng for the night at night, and he has to go to the military department tomorrow to do business.
"Lian Feng, it's the shop that sells knives, it's in Xici Hutong, not far from here, keep walking, and turn left after three intersections."
"Then let's say goodbye, we'll have a date later." The two gangsters who shared the spoils hugged their fists and said goodbye like people in the rivers and lakes. Then they disappeared into the night.
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Early the next morning, Liu Ziguang, who had changed his clothes, took two deputy managers of the accounting office, followed Ding Libin, and 20 people including Wei Duncan to the military department to collect the arrears. The two young ladies are female dependents, and it is inconvenient to come out, so Liu Ziguang will first investigate the situation, and then make plans, or treat and give gifts, or entrust favors.
Nanjing's military department has always existed, it used to be responsible for the military preparation of the southern provinces, it was a miniature version of the Beijing military department, and later the imperial court crossed to the south, a large number of northern officials were enriched, and the military department yamen was expanded, which originally only occupied a corner of Matai Street, and now occupies half of Matai Street. There were a lot of horses tied in front of the door, and many sedan chairs were parked, all of which were officials and local businessmen who came to handle official business.
The wall of the Yamen of the Ministry of War is very high, the face of the door is very large, and the huge plaque is written with the big characters of the two Cangjin of the Ministry of War, which is full of style. In front of the gate stood eight forbidden soldiers with swords, standing on their toes.
A deputy general manager who often came to the military department to negotiate walked over and stuffed a piece of silver in the hands of the gatekeepers, and the four of them were allowed to enter.
Bypassing a huge shadow wall, there are two rows of houses in front of you, which is the Langzhong of the Ministry of War, where the principals work, although they are all officials of five or six grades, but the prefect who can't be released to the outside world, the prefect who sits in the public court like that, plays prestige, and earns a lot of snowflakes and silver, and can only deal with official documents and files, and these officials are inevitably a little unhappy.
Therefore, very few officials of the military department went to work on time, and the lower-level yamen and local businessmen who were waiting all over the courtyard were casually talking to each other, as if waiting was a matter of course.
"Lord Wang may have been drunk on the Qinhuai River for another night yesterday. I'm afraid I won't be able to come this morning. ”
"Why isn't Li Yuanwailang, he said yesterday that he would give us an approval today, but he hasn't come yet."
"Then you have to wait, who calls people to have power in their hands."
"Wait, even if you have to wait until the afternoon, you have to wait until the afternoon, you spent money to come in, how can you go out if you don't see anyone."
There was a whisper of complaints, and it seemed that it was customary for the soldiers to be late.
According to the direction of the work, the visitors lined up at the gates of the various divisions of the Ministry of War, and Liu Ziguang and them lined up at the door of the Ordnance Department. Fortunately, it is spring now, not summer, otherwise the scorching heat in Nanjing would have steamed everyone to death.
"Last time you came to ask for arrears, how did the people from the Ordnance Department answer?" Liu Ziguang asked the two deputy account managers.
"Back to the prime minister, the last time we came to do things, we stuffed a lot of silver, but these officials only know how to collect money, but they don't do things, they always let us wait, wait and wait, but we don't see the silver, one million taels, just save it in the money bank ticket number to eat interest is enough to make a fortune."
"So dragging? Later, I want to see the face of this corrupt official. Liu Ziguang didn't like corrupt officials very much, when he was looking for a job, his father entrusted the relationship in the factory and wanted him to take over, and it was best to enter the financial department of the factory, but the financial chief received a lot of cigarettes and alcohol and said that he would study and study, and finally failed. If you don't give him the money, I will let him spit out the money with interest, and if he doesn't do it, I'll call him until he's willing to do it. Liu Ziguang thought secretly.
Until the third pole of the sun, Lord Zheng, a member of the Ordnance Department, has not come to order anything, Liu Ziguang is a little impatient, time is money, time is life, wasting other people's time is equivalent to killing money.
"Do you know where Zheng Yuanwailang's mansion is? I'm going to ask him to come. Liu Ziguang said. The two deputy managers knew that the prime minister of the accounting room was from a rough background, and he must have wanted to use force, so he hurriedly dissuaded: "Prime minister, the capital is not as good as our factory, and it is impossible to make a mistake, besides, Lord Zheng must not rest in the mansion, there are so many painting boats in the Qinhuai River, so many river houses, and Lord Zheng has a lot of good looks, who knows which one to rest in today." ”
"So, there's no other way but to wait." Liu Ziguang said stupidly, his stomach was already rumbling. High physical energy and high consumption, his food is much larger than before, and the high-tech body needs high-energy synthetic food, which is impossible to provide in ancient times, so he can only eat a lot of meat, fat, and protein to maintain.
"Wait, I'll go out for something to eat, do you want to bring you some?" Liu Ziguang was going to go outside to have a meal on the street and wait again. The two deputy governors hurriedly said that they didn't dare to bother the Prime Minister, we had expected to wait for a long time, so we brought dry food ourselves.
So Liu Ziguang took Ding Libin out of the yamen of the military department, looked around, and looked for restaurants and restaurants. There is no restaurant, but there is a stall selling duck blood vermicelli soup in the distance, this is good, a specialty of Nanjing.
"Let's go, try the authentic duck blood vermicelli soup!" Liu Ziguang greeted Ding Libin, when he used to travel to Nanjing, he had eaten duck blood vermicelli soup in Confucius Temple several times, two yuan and five cents a bowl, and the taste was still good. Now you can taste the original authentic products of the Ming Dynasty hundreds of years ago, make a comparison, and see if the craftsmanship has been lost.
The stall of duck blood vermicelli soup is located at the north end of Matai Street, where it is connected to a small alley, the stall is not big, there are a few small tables, a few Mazhazi, can sit seven or eight customers, dry firewood is burned under the hot cauldron, duck blood, duck liver, duck intestines, vermicelli, coriander are placed in a small box, and condiments such as chili oil, salt, vinegar are placed in a row of jars. An old man and a teenager were buying and selling, and a stick carried the guise "Xiliuwan Lao Wang Duck Blood Vermicelli Soup".
"It's very brand conscious," Liu Ziguang sighed, walked over and sat down, "Two bowls of duck blood vermicelli soup, and more duck liver and coriander." ”
"Do you want chili oil?" The boy who was facing away from them and was shabu in front of the cauldron asked.
"Yes, give more chili oil." Liu Ziguang replied.
"Two bowls of duck blood vermicelli soup, more chili oil, duck liver coriander is a total of fifty yuan." As soon as the young man turned around, both of them smiled, it turned out to be an old acquaintance: Zhu Tianxia, a scientific flyer and gambler robber, Zhu Tianxia.