The Days in Central Plains

Chapter 9: Offended the boss, sadly reminded

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One day, Heifengzhai said: The weather is really good today! Liu Qingfeng said, yes, that's pretty good! Heifengzhai said, look at that cloud, does it look like the one hundred text I borrowed from you last month? Liu Qingfeng said, "Three Views, the last time the monkey steals the peaches, I think it's good, do you want to teach me?"

Seven days later, we ended the training and returned to the Central Plains Escort. The result of the grouping came out, except for me, the other seven went directly to the dart team to be the runners, and I was assigned to the logistics department because I offended the head of the darts, Sun Deyang.

Dare to wait for me here, I said that I did not deal with me that day. I was frustrated for a while, as if rushing to him and quarreling with him, I was persuaded by the Persian Church. You hold back first and look for opportunities to transfer the boomerang team.

By the way, the logistics department is the logistics department, leaving the green hills to worry about no firewood. It is not too late for a gentleman to take revenge for ten years, so I will go to the logistics department.

I found the old grandson head of the logistics department to report, received a set of clothes, and was walking out, and saw Liu Qingfeng walking out wearing a sling hand clothes, with the emblem of the Central Plains Escort on his chest. Brother Qin, look at my suit. I said congratulations, Master Liu Biao.

Well, not bad. It's a pity, even the black guy is a trip operator. It's a pity that you didn't show up. I thought we were a group of four. But it's good, your martial arts is not high, go to the logistics department can be considered as a person to do their best, hahaha.

Hum, the villain is determined, I don't know much about you.

The house I rented back that night was officially settled in the yard. That night, Zhao Hezhi and Min Qiuye were eating together. Fan Tianzhen did not come. It is said that Lao Min said that she was working on a case in Dali Temple and was coming back late in the evening.

Let me talk about a few brothers. I am living in this time and it is a cause of trouble for everyone. Now we are all a family, please help me. Zhao Hezhi worked in the court newspapers and spoke decently. Lao Min was a nerd and had a poor drinking capacity. Soon he was talking nonsense. The banquet for three people cost forty essays, and the food was fairly affordable.

The next day, when I went to the logistics department, the old grandson formally assigned me tasks to be responsible for feeding horses and cleaning dart carts every day. The Beijing Escort Bureau has 24 carriages and more than 50 horses. The one who sat with me is still old Du. Every morning Yinmo got up, gave him fodder, and cleaned the cars without darts, and it took almost a long time to get all down. Lao Du said that you provoke Sun Deyang here, and unless there are a few masters to protect you, you may not be able to get ahead.

I persisted in this way for half a month. I was so busy every day, but it was meaningless. Seeing Liu Qingfeng, Persian Mingjiao and Heifengzhai all start to take some short-distance darts, I was itchy and helpless. Until one chance, the third master saw that I was good at writing, so he transferred me to the documentation department to be responsible for meeting minutes, paperwork and accounts.

I am also a teacher of Taishan Zheng. I have beautiful writing and good mathematics. I have won the appreciation of several masters. After a month, my monthly salary has risen to 800 liters, but it is a blessing in disguise. It's just that Sun Deyang smirks me every time he sees me.

Entering July, the entire capital is like a steamer, and even the dog in front of the escort is lying listlessly on the ground and panting. Nothing happened at night, so Zhao Hezhi, Fan Tianzhen, and Min Qiuye could talk about the mountains in the yard.

There are still two months before the autumn test. Lao Min is bored at home to study every day, but only at night, in order to save lamp oil, he stops reading. Zhao Hezhi works in the Imperial Gossip Weekly, and the news is the most informed.

In the capital, under the imperial city, regardless of the wind and grass, from the court officials to the traffickers and pawns, various versions can be produced. In the morning, the emperor put a fart on the court, and in the afternoon the aunt selling vegetables at the gate of Huairou County could brag about it.

Did you know that this morning, the emperor put a colorful fart on the court hall. My nephew happened to be on duty at the palace and saw the colorful clouds floating above the palace.

The little emperor was very annoyed by this, but the matter has been repeatedly forbidden. The roots of the imperial city are not even the spirit of gossip. How embarrassed to say that it is from the capital.