"Then what should we do?" Tayue frowned slightly. After tonight, that thing would fall into the hands of that mysterious person, and they couldn't get it back even though they tried their best.
If they can't get that thing, can't see the secret inside, they won't know the truth about Lord Yue's murder...
Murong Xue didn't rush, took the water to sprinkle, and watered the flowers slowly: "Don't worry, as long as Murong Jian hasn't delivered the things, we have hope."
Tayue's eyes froze: "What does the young master mean?"
"Isn't today Murong Jian's first day promoted to be the Minister of the Ministry of War? Let's wish him a happy life in the Ministry of War." Murong Xue smiled mysteriously.
Dotted with golden light, sprinkled on the quaint streets, Murong Jian was wearing the official uniform of a second-rank minister, wearing a second-rank official hat, holding the official documents of the official department, and strode into the military department.
In just three days, he was given the position of Minister of the Ministry of War that he had dreamed of for many years. The power and connections of that person were astonishing, and his hands and eyes were all over the sky.
Fortunately, he and that person did not have any enmity or enmity. They only made such a small transaction. In the evening, he would offer the ebony box with both hands to show his sincerity and dispel that person's wariness towards him. Well, with that person's heart, even if you don't help him anymore, you will never harm him.
He can completely rely on his own ability to flex his muscles in the Ministry of War and break out a world of his own.
With deep eyes, Murong Jian walked quickly into the office where the soldiers were working. Almost all the officials from the Ministry of War had arrived, busy and busy, each performing his duties.
Sitting behind the desk at the top was a middle-aged man in his forties, with a square face and slightly dark complexion. He was wearing a dark purple official uniform with blue borders. The patterns on the official uniform were a little more complicated than Murong Jian's. Obviously the official rank is higher than him.
Murong Jian strode forward and handed over the official document: "Li Shangshu!"
"It's Mr. Murong." Li Shangshu took the document with a calm expression, looking at the bold font written on the document, his eyes flickered slightly: "Mr. Murong is from the capital, and you know almost all the officials in the Ministry of War. I don’t need to introduce them one by one.”
Qingyan Kingdom is divided into six divisions, and the Ministry of War is one of them. The highest official of the Ministry of War is Shangshu, followed by the Minister, and several officials. That is to say, this Li Shangshu will be Murong Jian's immediate boss in the future.
Murong Jian naturally would not offend such a character, he smiled slightly and said: "Of course there is no need to introduce, Murong Jian has just entered the military department, there are many things he doesn't understand, please let Li Shangshu and his colleagues enlighten me."
"Don't worry, we will teach you well!" Li Shangshu smiled lightly, with deep meaning in his eyes, and suddenly raised his voice, "Zhang Ming, Zhao Ji, Cheng Qian, Wang Xue, Murong Shilang are here to take office, you Consider him carefully!"
Then, he explained to Murong Jian: "This is the rule of our military department. When a newcomer comes to take office, he must first let the old officials come out to challenge him, consider his skills, and have a good idea in mind, so that the military department Assign him what suits him best..."
Murong Jian frowned slightly, is there such a rule in the Ministry of War? Why doesn't he know
Isn't the Ministry of War only responsible for managing and distributing the military supplies used by Sergeant Qing Yan? You don’t need to hold a knife, you need to use a sword to fight, and those who do business here are basically literati, so why are you still learning from the beginning...
"Why is Minister Murong so sad? But he doesn't like our rules?" Li Shangshu looked at Murong Jian with a dark light in his eyes.
"Of course not." Murong Jian shook his head hastily: I don't know when the regulations of the Ministry of War were made. Even if he didn't like the regulations when he first joined the Ministry of War, he couldn't speak out. Otherwise, he would offend Li Shangshu and everyone in the Ministry of War. Official, this is not conducive to his future career...
"In this case, let's start!" Li Shangshu said lightly, waving his hands lightly.
Zhang Ming, Zhao Ji and the other four took off their official hats, pulled the hem of their official uniforms to their waists, rolled up their sleeves in twos and twos, and rushed towards Murong Jian like wolves and tigers...
Murong Jian's martial arts are very good, but he has been a civil servant all these years and rarely used martial arts. Recently, he has been waiting for a job at home, so it is inevitable that his martial arts are a little rusty.
And these four officials were all good at martial arts, and they cooperated with each other very tacitly. Murong Jian fought four against one, and was beaten in a hurry. With one palm, his face turned pale from the pain, and cold sweat broke out on his forehead...
Murong Jian's face was gloomy, is this a consideration? How does it look like you want to seriously hurt him...
"Whoosh!" Zhang Ming didn't stop because of Murong Jian's slap, but punched him hard, causing a sharp gust of wind.
Murong Jian turned sideways quickly, avoiding the punch. Unexpectedly, Cheng Qian, Wang Xue, and Zhao Ji's fists also arrived, and landed on his arms, abdomen, and thighs one after another. There was burning pain, and his steps were staggering. , as if falling at any moment.
Li Shangshu watched with great interest, without the slightest intention to stop.
Zhang Ming and Zhao Ji naturally didn't stop, they punched Murong Jian mercilessly with fists like steel.
Murong Jian dragged his painful body and fought hard, but he could not escape Zhang Ming's punch, Zhao Ji's foot, Wang Xue's palm, and Cheng's front leg. Murong Jian was beaten terribly Yan, was about to see a gap to fight back, but unexpectedly, the positions of the four people suddenly changed, surrounded him in the middle, and beat him mercilessly.
The beating made his whole body ache, and the bones in his body were about to fall apart. Only then did Li Shangshu speak slowly: "Stop!"
The four officials stopped suddenly and stood aside.
Murong Jian looked gloomy, resisted the pain in his body, supported the pillar with his hand, slowly stood up, looked up at Li Shangshu little by little, but saw Li Shangshu was also looking him up and down, and said casually: "Martial arts It's not bad, and it's a good match for the position of Minister of War, Minister Murong, thank you for your hard work."
Murong Jian's complexion was gloomy, he suppressed the anger in his heart, and gave a humming sound.
Li Shangshu didn't mind either, and said leisurely: "Zhao Ji, take Murong Shilang to his office, and then explain to him the many regulations of the Ministry of War carefully, so that he can remember them clearly, and don't violate them..."
"Yes!" Zhao Ji took the order and led the limping Murong Jian to the long table a little further away.
Watching his back gradually walking away, Zhang Ming's eyes sank, and he said in a low voice: "Shang Shu, he is also the Minister of the Ministry of War appointed by the Ministry of Officials. Isn't it too much for us to do this?"
Li Shangshu didn't take it seriously: "There is nothing to be afraid of the new Minister of the Ministry of War who has no roots, no roots, no power and no power..."
"But the people behind him are not simple." Zhang Ming paused every word, his eyes serious!