Directorate.

This place, which was not favored by hundreds of officials, became the most eye-catching department in the entire Great Song Dynasty overnight.

It is also a fragrant gluttony in the eyes of countless people.

Now those people are not thinking about how to defeat the bureau, they have changed their routine...... If you can't beat it, join in.

It's not that it really can't be defeated, but depending on the attitude of His Majesty and the Zaifu, the yamen of the Department of Affairs is already a certainty, and even if it makes trouble, it will be a lose-lose situation.

Neither side can please him, so what's the point of fighting.

And now they have a good way to win together, which is to start the bureau, as long as they can put a few people in the bureau, this yamen will be slowly assimilated by them.

In the future, not only will they no longer have to worry about being constrained by the bureau, but they will even become a big help to these people!

The first day of the draw is drawn.

Qin Wei came to the bureau early to do pre-war mobilization.

Eleven people sat in the empty hall, and Qin Wei said solemnly: "Success or failure is here!" The road and the official have paved it for you, and the rest depends on your ability! ”

Some people don't know the mystery, and they are worried: "Chengzhi, is that wheel really easy to use?" If all the first prizes are transferred, we will lose a lot......"

Qin Wei didn't speak, but glanced at Zong Sheng.

To be the boss is to have the consciousness of being the boss, and you can't bow down to everything, otherwise he will not be able to perform if he is tired.

Zong Sheng understands that this is Qin Wei delegating power to himself, and it is also an assessment of himself.

He solemnized his voice and said: "Don't worry, that wheel is precisely made by the craftsmen of the imperial court, and there are many organs inside, what you have to do is to maintain good order and be optimistic about the lucky ticket!" ”

It wasn't until this moment that Zong Sheng revealed the most rigorous step.

He took out a long strip of red cardboard, which was printed with various patterns, and in the middle was written a line of large letters: 'Da Song Welfare Gaming'! There are lottery rules and details written on the back, and there is a row of small characters in the lower right corner, look carefully - the final interpretation right belongs to Da Song!

"Each of these lucky tickets has a number, and these numbers and numbers can only be understood by Lord Cheng Zhi and me, you have to take care of these lucky tickets, and each person who comes to the lottery will be given a lucky ticket after the draw."

"That's what it is......"

Everyone got closer, and they also wanted to see what the things that could make people put up monuments look like!

Then someone asked, "My lord, what if someone from another country gets these blessings?" If they have the most blessing tickets in their hands, ......"

Qin Wei smiled at the corner of his mouth, and said meaningfully: "That's interesting......"

Everyone didn't understand what he meant, but Zong Sheng saw a bit of treachery on Qin Wei's face, and he couldn't help but beat a drum in his heart.

I'm afraid that he, an unscrupulous official, is going to pit someone, right?

Just when Qin Wei's eyes came over, he subconsciously shuddered, and hurriedly said: "Nothing else should you worry about, hurry up and get to work!" ”

……

Do you know what deafness is?

At this moment, the officials of the bureau felt like this, they shouted at the throat, but they still couldn't suppress the boiling noise!

Today is the first day of the lottery, and after so much publicity, and all kinds of momentum, if it can't be overcrowded, then it's hell.

It wasn't until the appearance of the Imperial City Division that the scene slowly calmed down a little.

This couldn't help but make Qin Wei a little relieved.

It seems that the 30,000 guan is not too unjustly spent......

Ye Shuangchou even personally led the team.

He adheres to the professional ethics of taking people's money and eliminating disasters with others, and carries forward the national culture of the Great Song Dynasty that is not afraid of hardship and death.

He came, he came with the team.

Then the door of the immovable office was instantly empty.

Even some timid gamblers just walked away, and they could go to the tournament with every step of the way.

This......

The extremes of things must be reversed?

Qin Wei watched blankly as the flow of people began to decrease, and then glared angrily at Ye Shuangchou who came over.

"You did it on purpose, didn't you?"

No one dared to talk to Ye Shuangchou like this, but Qin Wei had done so many times, so he didn't feel anything, but a group of officials around him shivered.

Ye Shuangchou's eyes were bright, even with a bit of cunning that did not belong to him.

"You asked someone to bring someone here, and why did you say that......"

Qin Wei wanted to cry without tears, so he had to squeeze out a smile, and then pointed to the team of Imperial City Secret Saucers: "You better go, they just stay." ”

"You asked so-and-so to come."

Ye Shuangchou didn't move, just repeated it lightly.

All right...... Qin Wei understood what he meant, reached out to put his hand on his shoulder, and whispered: "Thirty-five thousand, no more, otherwise Your Majesty will be furious!" ”

Fearing that Ye Shuangchou would not enter, Qin Wei had no choice but to move out of Zhao Zhen to scare him.

Obviously, this method is the most effective, Xu Mao is the same, and so is Ye Shuangchou.

Looking at his expression, the dementia stood in place, looking at himself blankly, he must have been scared stupid.

At least that's what Qin Wei thought in his heart, and smiled smugly.

It's just that he didn't see the faces of those secret saucers, one by one turned from black to blue, and then opened his mouth wide and looked at his hand on Ye Shuangchou's shoulder in a daze.

Doesn't this man want to live?

Ye Shuang was stunned for a long time, until Qin Wei withdrew his hand, and then suddenly came back to his senses, his face trembled slightly a few times, and then turned to leave.

“…… Leave. ”

Leaving a group of secret saucers still in a daze, Qin Wei couldn't help but straighten his face again, and said, "Where are all the pestles used as telephone poles?" Quickly pull out the cordon and let them line up to enter the venue. ”

With a strong order, the people began to enter the door in an orderly manner.

Fortunately, the courtyard of the bureau was large enough, and two or three hundred people standing in it did not look crowded.

The first lottery player stepped forward, he looked at the official in front of him a little nervously, and then handed over ten cents in a trembling manner.

Zong Sheng, the person in charge, nodded at this time.

"Let's turn around."

"Turn what?"

"Spin the wheel!"

"Oh...... Oooh! ”

Only then did the lottery player react, trembling his hands with excitement, holding the handle on the cylinder box, and then turning it slightly......

Smack!

A small wooden ball engraved with words fell in response to the sound and slipped out of the pereorate until it came to a steady stop behind the tray in front of it.

There are three big words written on it, consolation prize!

What is it?

Zong Sheng looked down, ignoring the doubts of the lottery players, and sang loudly: "A consolation prize!" A painting of the word 'Fu' written by the minister of the DPRK and China! ”

In fact, it is the most ordinary piece of rice paper, and then a blessing word is written crookedly on it.

At least Qin Wei can't see what these words are good at, anyway, if he wants to write them, it must be in block letters!

Common ...... under the nine-year obligation

Lottery players went out with the word Fu in hand, although they were unwilling, but it was enough to book, not only got the calligraphy of the ministers of the court, but also got a chance to participate in the carving of the monument to the blessing ticket.

It's only ten cents! It's worth it no matter how you calculate it......