Wang Xiangkun’s original plan was that whoever had the courage to go, as long as he came back, he would definitely write a letter to His Majesty to explain the matter.

Besides, there is no big danger in this matter.

Since it was the extortion proposed by the Hammer Bandit, Taiyuan City made feedback and went to discuss the money delivery, they were eager to talk about it.

But.

None of the officials present saw through it and wanted to seize this opportunity.

How could it be like his eldest brother Wang Xiangdan?

There are always a few people who died of illness in office in the Ming Dynasty!

"Since that's the case, what are the good candidates do you guys have?"

Faced with the inquiry from the governor, everyone was silent again.

After all, how could he be the first to speak up as a villain if he lets others die?

The civil servants of the Ming Dynasty can try to make things shameless in private, but they still have shame on the surface.

Wang Xiangkun shook his head and immediately mentioned a candidate:

"I heard that Zhaomoqiu Tao from Zhaomo's office is bold and meticulous in his work, so he can send him this matter."

"Sir, wise."

All the masters and officials are in charge of the photoshooting file.

Those who are not qualified to attend such meetings.

In the photo studio under the governor.

Qiu Zhitao was drinking small tea and directed the people below to move the documents and organize them out to bask in the sun.

As for so many hammer bandits outside Taiyuan City, it is not his turn to worry about this kind of career.

Then someone ran in and said that the Zuogong-governor Wang wanted to see Zhaomo.

Qiu Zhitao sorted out the official robe on his body and left with the summoned person with confusion.

When he heard Wang Xiangkun arrange for him to go outside the city to negotiate with the hammer bandits, his body couldn't stop trembling.

What's going on?

I was just drinking green tea at the bottom of the mill, thinking about drinking some wine after the scattered value, but ended up suffering such unintentional disaster!

Which person who has no asshole wants to die by himself?

"Qiu Zhaomo, this official named you and asked you to go."

Wang Xiangkun pointed out directly as if he had seen Qiu Zhitao's little thoughts.

"I decided to reuse you."

Qiu Zhitao didn't know how he, a small official from the eighth rank, had become the eyes of a second rank official.

It seems that I can't refuse this job, so I can only bite the bullet and say, "I will definitely live up to my mission."

"Well, just feel free to talk."

"May I ask, do we have a minimum price?"

“The lower the better.”

Qiu Zhitao's face suddenly looked embarrassed, that's all that!

Wang Xiangkun stood up and smiled and said, "Before leaving the city, I will mention you as the governor."

"Um?"

Qiu Zhitao was a little surprised for a moment.

A job that has not yet set off can be promoted from "Fourth Level 8" to "Fourth Level 7", and there is a genuine eighth level in the middle.

But this is somewhat inconsistent with the rules after all.

However, after the new emperor ascended the throne, he had been promoted several levels in a row.

Qiu Zhitao's promotion to two levels is nothing!

"Subordinates receive the order."

The ministers next to them all showed a light face, but in short, the unlucky one was not me.

The main reason is that Qiu Zhitao's grade is too low. If one of the surrounding officials went there, he would definitely not be promoted to two levels directly.

Besides, I may not be able to come back this trip.

Wang Xiangkun is also stimulating these people below. As long as you are willing to use your life, rewards will be inevitable.

As the saying goes, wealth and honor are in danger. If there is no risky thing, how can you get promoted quickly?

Shining the pottery of Moqiu.

No, now he has been in charge of the seventh-rank governor, and has changed into the new official uniform prepared for him.

The green robe on his body was removed and replaced with a green robe.

Does Wang Xiangkun really want to reuse a small photo shoot?

How he can return alive is a heavy use, how can he not come back alive and be killed by the hammer bandits outside the city? That's all that!

It just happened to be a big deal about Taiyuan City's desire to spend money to discuss peace with others and resist it to the end.

In short, a life can bring great advantages, why not?

Qiu Zhitao walked out step by step in his new official clothes, and he quickly calmed down.

After all, if this job is not dangerous, Lord Zuo Gongzheng, why did you get promoted to you by two levels without doing anything?

Go up the city wall, sit in the hanging basket, slowly get down to the city, and then cross the suspension bridge.

As soon as he crossed the suspension bridge, the suspension bridge was quickly closed.

Qiu Zhitao couldn't help but look back at the tall Taiyuan City, sighed deeply, and could only walk towards the Hammer Bandit camp with fear.

As expected, he was tied up by a group of hammer bandits and sent to the tent.

Liu Erhu looked at the man wearing a seventh-rank official uniform and asked:

"Dog official, are you here to surrender?"

"no."

Qiu Zhitao wanted to be tough, but he still had a little shaking calves:

"I was ordered to come and discuss this "sponsorship" with King He."

Liu Erhu blinked, he was a little confused.

At that time, the captain stretched out four fingers and said that he would ask for a price all over the place, so he asked for four million taels of silver. No one took it seriously.

This move is to paralyze the defenders in Taiyuan City, so as not to come out to make trouble and affect the migration of their families to Hequ.

But the fact that Taiyuan City really sent officials to discuss this matter really caught Liu Erhu off guard.

"You can pay for these four million taels of silver?"

"I wonder what this king is called?"

"Just call me Master Hu."

Qiu Zhitao looked at the fierce-looking man and hunched his body slightly:

"Thu Ye, can you not bargain in this transaction? Is it possible to complete it?"

"Well, it makes some sense." Liu Erhu thought for a while: "Then what you mean is that you can't pay four million taels?"

"It's so good for Mr. Hu to know that the Liao Dynasty's annual salary in Liaodong is only 4 million taels of silver. It's just a whole country's strength. Now, how can it be obtained in Taiyuan?"

Liu Erhu stood up and took two steps, and he didn't want to think about such a brain-consuming thing.

Qiu Zhitao swallowed his saliva and looked at him in fear.

"Then tell me the number, I'll listen."

Hearing Liu Erhu's question in front of him, Qiu Zhitao tentatively stretched out a finger: "One hundred taels?"

Liu Erhu immediately widened his eyes and pointed at Qiu Zhitao: "Are you here to spend time with me?"

"But even if I talk to Master Hu, can Master Hu make the decision?"

Qiu Zhitao stabilized his mind and decided to meet He Jinchao.

He heard that He Jinchao was a person who didn't like killing very much, so he could talk about it.

Liu Erhu glanced at the official in front of him, thinking that he was really cunning and wanted to see the captain now?

"I can make the decision, so how much do you give?"

Faced with Liu Erhu's questioning, Qiu Zhitao gritted his teeth.

Lord Wang said that the lower the better. The four million taels of silver cannot be given, nor can it be afforded.

But the Hammer Bandit was obviously not satisfied with the thousand-eight-hundred taels of silver.

"Thu Ye, how about 10,000 taels?"

"Ten thousand taels?" Liu Erhu walked forward two steps and looked down at Qiu Zhitao:

"It seems that you have been soaked in my entertainment. I don't want to live anymore! Come."

"Master Hu, I want to live, I want to live."
Chapter completed!