Syllable!

Syllable!

Syllable!

If Ao Bai heard it, he continued to whip.

When the tenth slap is over, it is over.

"Get out!"

He threw Zhong Shuhai, who would become a pig's head, aside, with a face full of disgust, as if he was throwing garbage.

A dozen people.

He came to Zhang Rui's side.

"General, I really know that I was wrong, and in the future, I will not lose your face again."

Ao Bai finally figured it out.

What he lost just now was not his own face, but Zhang Rui's face, the face of the dragoon battalion.

It's no wonder that Zhang Rui is angry.

"It's good that you get it."

"We are soldiers, anyone can compromise, but we can't compromise with the enemy, we have only one mission, that is, to protect the family and defend the country, either the enemy dies or I die."

"It's shameful to be a soldier."

Zhang Rui took the opportunity to say.

He was establishing the rules of the dragoon battalion, preaching the idea of bravery and loyalty, and instilling the style of never giving up and never surrendering to the death.

These are the styles that an elite and strong army must have.

This is where the soul of the army lies.

"No!"

Ao Bai and the other dragoon battalion soldiers responded with a bang.

Today's Zhang Rui taught them a lesson, not everyone in their dragoon camp can be bullied, even if it is Murong Bo.

"Throw Zhong Shuhai to General Ben, and we won't welcome him in the dragoon battalion in the future."

Zhang Rui said with extreme disdain.

Afterwards.

Several soldiers of the dragoon battalion threw the man out of the camp.

“.......”

Murong Bo on the side was unhappy, but he didn't entangle with Zhang Rui, and he just realized one thing, Zhang Rui is not an ordinary person.

He's not just a dragoon general.

The son of the Duke of England.

The future British Princess.

How can he be an enemy of Zhang Rui, not to mention, he is here for profit today, not for vindictiveness.

"Come on, watch the tea."

"Lord Murong!"

"Please!"

Zhang Rui said.

No matter what Murong Bo said, he also has Chongzhen's face, even if he doesn't look down on the other party, he can't go too far.

As the saying goes: don't look at the face of the monk and look at the face of the Buddha.

In the No. 3 small conference room, there were only Zhang Rui and Murong Bo.

The two exchanged a few words and quickly became acquainted.

They have forgotten all the unhappiness just now.

(Serious matters)

"Xiao Guogong, I heard that you have copied a lot of things, and you have also auctioned off a lot of properties, and you have made a lot of money."

"This official really didn't expect that Zhang Denian, Zhao Xin and Feng Daoyou usually look like people, but behind the scenes, they are so greedy, and they are actually greedy for so much money."

"Hateful."

Murong Bo quickly talked about copying the family, which also made Zhang Rui understand what the other party's intention was.

It's all about money.

"Lord Murong, you and I don't talk darkly, please say anything you have, we are not outsiders."

Zhang Rui said.

Today's Murong Bo, as a hero in front of Chongzhen, is in the limelight, and he is in charge of the Imperial Palace, and he must be the only one in the future of the imperial history of the Zuodu, such a person, if he can, he doesn't want to be evil.

Not necessarily.

As for money, it's not a big deal.

For a long time, Zhang Rui has been adhering to the principle of making money together and never eating alone.

Eating alone is easy to attract hatred.

The tree is a big move.

Outside the small meeting, Ao Bai was guarded by a group of soldiers who had just been recruited, and it was strictly forbidden for anyone to approach and eavesdrop.

He is now more and more loyal and awe-inspiring to Zhang Rui.

"Xiao Guogong, you also know, I just arrived at the Metropolitan Procuratorate, and over the years, our Metropolitan Procuratorate has been too poor, and the yamen and the imperial historians in the office are all dry, and every family has difficulties."

"Some people can't open the pot anymore."

"It's a difficult world."

"Alas, I don't know how expensive firewood, rice, oil, and salt are at home."

"No, this official knows that your dragoon camp has made a small profit, so he cheekily came to borrow money."

Murong Bomo on the side clasped his hands and said.

Borrow money!

As soon as he heard this reason, Zhang Rui was immediately dumbfounded, he didn't expect Murong Bo to be so shameless, the Metropolitan Procuratorate had no money, and he cheated the ghost.

The common people of the Daming Kingdom also all know that these imperial historians of the Daming Kingdom are rich and flowing, and they are all corrupt officials, otherwise, the world of the Daming Kingdom will not be so dark.

The yamen of the Metropolitan Procuratorate is even more magnificent than the six yamen, and the welfare of these imperial historians is also good and terrifying.

"Lord Murong, this, in fact, our dragoon camp is not very rich, but there is only a slight amount of progress."

"I don't know how big your gap is."

"We are both Ming officials, and we will be willing to help if we can."

He said this to probe Murong Bo's tone.

Look at how big his appetite is.

"Xiao Guogong, he understands the righteousness, this official is very impressed, you see, can you borrow us one million taels to respond to emergencies?"

Murong Bo's face was not red, and he said without jumping.

He really dared to speak, and as soon as he opened his mouth, it was a million taels of silver.

(Greed)

"Lord Murong, this, please forgive me, I really can't get a million. The dragoon battalion will need to recruit soldiers and horses, money, food, and armor next, so ......"

Zhang Rui did not refuse, but just explained his difficulties.

(Bargaining Deal)

"This?"

"Xiao Guogong, you see, it's all the official's fault, it's me who is abrupt."

"However, I heard that the number of recruits for the small country this time is far more than 10,000, right?"

"If it doesn't go over, I think we should still be able to squeeze out some money."

"Right."

"Xiao Guogong, I know that my request is a bit excessive, and you are also difficult, but you don't know that the life of our capital procuratorate is also very difficult."

Murong Bo on the side suddenly said that he was threatening and warning.

"This, Lord Murong, you don't know the specific situation, it's not that it's overstaffed, it's mainly that some people are logistics personnel and don't participate in the battle, so they don't account for the staff."

Zhang Rui explained.

Of course, he knew that the reason why Murong Bo did this was nothing more than a threat to him, and if he didn't go to the Tao, Murong Bo would use this reason to sabotage his plan.

(vicious, despicable)

However, he can't fall out with the other party.

Regarding the reform of the dragoon battalion, we must conscientiously carry it out, this is the starting point of his career, but also the guarantee of his career, in this troubled times, only with soldiers in hand, can we have the ability to gain a foothold.

"Xiao Guogong, I can understand, but those colleagues of mine are afraid that there will be some resentment."

"Look?"

Murong Bo changed the threat of the law.

Zhang Rui's heart on the side was like a mirror, he knew that this bastard didn't see a rabbit and didn't scatter an eagle, if he didn't let him benefit, he didn't know what would happen to him.

After some consideration, he gritted his teeth and decided to compromise Murong Bo temporarily, but this account will be settled in the future.

Reach out and take out ten silver tickets from your body.

It's all his personal money.

Usually for personal use.

"Lord Murong, this is my little meaning, 100,000 taels, not a tribute."

"Please laugh."

It was the first gift in his life.

But he is skilled.

In his previous life, he didn't know how many movies and novels had such plots, and he remembered them all in his heart, and now he can put them into practice, so naturally he can easily come to them.

"Xiao Guogong, you are, no, this can't work."

"Your dragoon camp is so difficult. How can I borrow money from you, besides, it will be difficult for us to repay it in a short period of time. ”

"Nope."

"Hurry up and put it away."

Murong Bo hypocritically excused himself.

He was clearly saying that although I was borrowing money, I didn't plan to pay it back.