"Don't be too pretentious. I'm also a veteran soldier. Of course I know that Xiao Qi's sudden death will definitely cause an undercurrent." Wu Nian rolled his eyes at Zhang Sheng, then glanced at Li Yong, and said firmly: "Old Li, now is the time.

Can you temporarily take over Xiaoqi's duties?"

"Yes. I will take Xiaoqi's temporary place again." Li Yong smiled and nodded.

He said it easily, but Wu Nian and others felt helpless.

They know that Li Yong was also a good soldier when he was young. But after serving for half his life, he is still a small soldier.

However, because of his seniority and seniority, he would temporarily fill in for Xiao Qi when he was vacant.

This little flag is dead.

According to the rules, hundreds of households can nominate personnel and report them to the court. As long as they are reported to the court, the matter will be settled.

Although Xiaoqi is said to be from the seventh grade, he is really a sesame mung bean.

Compared with civil servants, I don't know how much worse.

The court will not care who is the flag bearer.

But the imperial court still passed the last hurdle, the power of appointment.

The sesame and mung bean official of the imperial court.

He is a big shot in Baihusuo. There are only thirteen officials in Baihusuo, and Xiaoqi is one of them.

Such is the prestige of Li Ding in the entire hundred households.

He can decide the life or death of many people with just a flash of authority.

Who wouldn’t be jealous of such a position?

How can people from top to bottom in these hundreds of households not fight for their lives and shed blood?

Hundreds of households in Jinman City may also be merciless in accepting gifts.

"Don't mention it. Anyway, Xiaoqi's official position has nothing to do with us." Wu Nian shook his head and said.

Of course Wu Nian also wanted Xiaoqi's official position.

He spent the whole night thinking about how he could demolish the old house and build a brick house, and how he could save money to marry Xiang'er in a glorious way.

One is to do business, and the other is to be an official.

Doing business is not as reliable as being an official.

For generations, power and money have always been inseparable. It is difficult to do business without official cover.

It's just that he doesn't have the money to bribe King Manchester City.

It was quite depressing to see pork but not be able to eat it.

"That's right. We brothers are destined to be soldiers." Tieniu touched his arms, which were full of iron lumps and muscles.

A good soldier can only be a soldier.

hateful.

The brothers were all depressed and hastily ended the topic.

.....

Baihufu, inside the hall.

Jin Mancheng was wearing a white brocade robe and two aged agate rings on the fingers of his right hand, holding a teacup and drinking tea.

"Although our country of Chu has a lot of good tea, I still think the wild tea from our mountains is fragrant." Jin Mancheng's face was red, he glanced at Li Kun and Cheng Gao on the left and right, put down the tea cup and said with a smile.

"Master Baihu said, this still tastes better." Li Kun, dressed in black and with a big belly, agreed obediently.

Cheng Gao said nothing, his face was cold and hard, and he only took a symbolic sip of the tea served.

"Cheng Zongqi. I see something wrong with your expression. Are you feeling uncomfortable somewhere?" Li Kun smiled and glanced at Cheng Gao, then said disgustedly.

"Thank you for your concern, Mr. Li. I've been having trouble sleeping and eating after being hit by a villain recently," Cheng Gao said with a nonchalant smile.

"Who is the villain? What I, Li Kun, hate the most are villains. Mr. Cheng Qi might as well tell him and I will help you deal with the villains."

Li Kun made a fuss.

"Humph." Seeing Li Kun pretending to be stupid, Cheng Gao's face became even worse and he let out a cold snort.

This Beishan Fort's left-right fighting technique is really a good show.

On a normal day, you can watch King Man City all day without feeling bored.

Forget it today.

"Okay, sirs, please stop being awkward. I summoned you today because the Meng Yuan people have retreated. You guys are really bored staying in the military camp. Let's disband."

Jin Mancheng said with a smile.

Li Kun and Cheng Gao were both stunned, and then they laughed.

"That's a good feeling. Not only is it uncomfortable to stay in this military camp, but if the Mongolian people really attack us, even if we are the general banner, hundreds of households will be in danger. War is no joke."

Li Kun took a long breath, nodded with a smile and said.

Cheng Gao stopped smiling when he saw this.

Soon, Jinman City officially issued a military order, the military camp was disbanded, and the soldiers returned to their homes.

Li Kun and Cheng Gao also left the main room.

"Who should I hand over this Xiaoqi position to?" Jin Mancheng thought of this headache, sighed, picked up the tea cup and took a sip of tea.

Wu Nian's guess was correct.

He was merciless in accepting gifts and received many promises.

When you entrust someone to do something, you get a meeting gift.

After the deed is accomplished, there will be heavy gifts.

Whoever gives more money will of course have more face. But King Man City has other considerations.

For example, whether the relationship is far or near, whether the person giving the gift is an influential person, all aspects must be considered and comprehensively combined to decide on the candidate.

"If you are in trouble, let me think about it for a few more days." Jin Mancheng thought about it carefully, but felt that it was a mess with no clue, so he couldn't help but sigh.

This right.

It's a double-edged sword.

If you don’t have power, you’re not a man. If you have power, it can hurt your hands sometimes.

What a worry.

At this moment, Shi Yuan, the domestic slave of Jinman City, walked in from the outside with a happy face.

"Sir, the young master wrote a letter saying that he will come back tomorrow." Shi Yuan saluted Jin Mancheng and said cheerfully.

Jin Mancheng was overjoyed and immediately stood up and said to Shi Yuan: "Immediately ask the madam to prepare braised pork, lotus seed soup and so on. Whatever the young master likes, I will bring it."

"Yes." Shi Yuan responded happily, turned around and went down.

"Hahaha. My precious son is back." Jin Mancheng put his hands on his hips and burst into laughter.

He is a military householder and this cannot be changed.

But his eldest son Jin Chenggu was a scholar, and he was also a scholar. He did not do corvee, did not kneel before officials, and had many privileges.

Jin Chenggu's household registration also changed from a military household to a civilian household.

The Jin family was not short of money. In order for their son to make further progress, Jin Mancheng sent Jin Chenggu to study under a master in the next county.

He also found his son a wife from a scholarly family and bought a property.

However, although his son is successful, he cannot come back a few times a year. Every time he sees his son's face, Jin Mancheng feels particularly happy.

King Mancheng put everything aside and went back home to make preparations.

Jin's house is a large house with five entrances and is very spacious.

In the morning, the sky was still gray.

The slaves of the Jin family went around to buy ingredients. The cooks and maids were busy in the house, making it as lively as a festival.

According to Jin Chenggu's letter, he will surely arrive at noon.

But as a cook, the cooks cooked the dishes.

Jin Mancheng and his wife wore new clothes and sat in the main room waiting for an hour, but no one came back.

The prepared wine and food have been heating in the kitchen.

The atmosphere in the Jin family gradually changed. The maids and slaves began to feel uneasy.

"It's okay. Maybe we were delayed on the road." Seeing that his wife beside him was about to cry, Jin Mancheng couldn't help but smile and comforted her.

"Yes." Mrs. Jin held back her tears and hummed softly.

"Da da da!!"

At this moment, a burst of rapid footsteps sounded. The Jinmancheng couple's hearts trembled, and then they became happy.

My son must be back.

But the next moment, their hearts suddenly fell to the bottom.

"Master, madam, the villains are incompetent. The young master was bitten to death by a tiger."

A house slave, covered in blood, was helped in by two house slaves. After he said this breathlessly, he passed out.

"Ahhhhhh!!!"

Jinmancheng was stunned for a long time, and then he looked up to the sky and let out a series of shouts. Then he rolled his eyes upward and passed out.

The pain reaches the bone marrow.
Chapter completed!