Lao Zhu coaxed him: "Come on, come on. How are you sure that we will win? Maybe you beat us. Anyway, there is no need for you to compete."
Zhu Bai scratched his head, stretched out a palm and said, "Five hundred taels."
Lao Zhu: "Okay. If you weren't our biological son, we wouldn't waste so much effort for this little money."
He was grinning in his heart: You little bastard, we have trapped you again. If I trap you a few more times, I can always defraud you of all the money you have.
Who told you to worry about our things all day long?
Zhu Bai said that for a treasure hunt game, he would hide a few tokens throughout the city, and then two teams of people would look for them.
Whichever team finds more tokens wins.
Because this requires asking people, reasoning, climbing trees and rafters, and cooperating with peers, it definitely requires physical and mental skills to be up to par, as well as being able to communicate well with people.
The key is not to fight and kill.
Zhu Bai and Lao Zhu could see clearly with a telescope while standing on the imperial city gate tower.
Lao Zhu thought it was quite novel, so he agreed.
The Wucheng Military and Horse Division posted the notice, but very few people signed up.
Lao Zhu comforted Zhu Bai: "Go and select people from the Gyeonggi Guards. After all, it is not as hard as being a guard to come to the Military and Horse Division. There are thirty-six guards in Yingtian, and I can pick out a hundred people who will satisfy you."
A guard station has five thousand-household stations under its jurisdiction, with an establishment of 5,600 people. Thirty-six guards are 200,000 people.
Picking two hundred people is not just picking one out of a thousand.
Lao Zhu was born in the military, but now that he has not fought for a long time, he still misses him a little.
Today I personally took Zhu Bai and Zhu Biao to Gyeonggi to guard and select people.
Ying Tianwei's commanding officer was flattered and first called a Qianhushuo to come over.
More than a thousand people lined up on the school field, creating a huge crowd of people.
Lao Zhu and Zhu Bai went down to look at each other.
When they were satisfied, they took a small black sign from the hand of the eunuch holding the plate and handed it to the soldier.
Then these selected soldiers will go to the side and wait.
If the one-thousand-household one is not enough, just change to another one.
Until you have picked enough.
An old man and a young man walked among the thousands of people with their hands behind their backs, and their postures and expressions were exactly the same.
After all, the guards were used to defend the capital. They were already carefully selected elite soldiers and strong generals, so Lao Zhu quickly selected a hundred soldiers with strong builds, honest faces, and bright eyes.
On the contrary, Zhu Bai only picked out a few dozen out of a thousand people.
I had to read all the more than 5,000 people in the first health center before I could barely pick out a hundred.
At the beginning, neither Lao Zhu nor Zhu Biao could figure it out.
They didn't understand until Zhu Biao picked out fifty or sixty people.
This guy is just like going to a fruit stall to buy fruits, only picking the ones that look good.
The soldiers were weather-beaten and covered in mud. It would be difficult to select a few fair, handsome, tall and slender people among them.
Lao Zhu secretly smiled evilly: No matter how good-looking you are, you will be useless on the battlefield.
This time, we are going to convince you that you have lost.
Zhu Biao couldn't help but advise Zhu Bai: "Twelfth brother, you can choose carefully again."
Zhu Bai rubbed his sore neck: "It doesn't matter, these are pretty good."
Lao Zhu and Zhu Bai will each pick fifty more from the hundred to compete.
This time Lao Zhu asked about the art of war.
Zhu Bai asked everyone to take a few steps to see how they behaved.
After all, Lao Zhu was already testing intelligence, while Zhu Bai continued to dwell on his skin.
Zhu Biao didn't know whether to laugh or cry: This kid really went too far this time.
To ensure no favoritism.
Lao Zhu and Zhu Bai each gave ten clues to indicate the location of the token.
Zhu Biao picked ten of the twenty clues, modified them slightly, and led others to arrange them.
Then let these one hundred people start looking for it.
Lao Zhu's people wear blue clothes, and Zhu Bai's people wear red clothes.
Lao Zhu and Zhu Bai each took a telescope and stood on the imperial city gate tower to look over there.
The members of the blue team were quickly divided into five teams, elected captains according to their military ranks, and then began to take clues and disperse to the five military and horse command areas to look for them.
The red team was still like a pot of porridge. No one could convince anyone, no one could convince anyone, and no one had authority. In the end, the fifty people dispersed into a dozen teams and set off in twos and threes.
The blue team who went to North City quickly found one of the tokens under a tree, then took a ladder, went up and took the token down.
Then other teams also spread good news frequently.
Zhu Bai's fifty men were miserable.
After looking for a while, we didn't agree on the same opinion, so we went to laze in a shady place.
Zhu Bai was so angry that he cursed: "These embroidered pillows are useless."
Lao Zhu had a winning chance and said proudly: "Boy, you don't know this. You can't just look at your face."
Zhu Bai said: "No. If you are good-looking but don't know how to work, I can teach you. If you are ugly, even your sons and ministers can't fix it."
Lao Zhu looked at him askance: "How much can you teach? You can't even understand the Four Books and Five Classics yourself."
Zhu Bai said: "If you don't learn Confucianism, you can learn Taoism and Buddhism."
Lao Zhu sneered: "Haha, you can't even master the first of the three schools of Confucianism, Buddhism and Taoism, and you still want to learn from the three schools."
Zhu Bai: "There is no one in this world who can master all three schools of Confucianism, Buddhism and Taoism."
Lao Zhu replied casually: "Yes, that Daoyan is good at all three schools."
Zhu Bai suddenly understood and nodded: "Oh."
Lao Zhu was secretly proud: Fortunately, Monk Laifu kept chanting Daoyan in our ears all day long, otherwise we would have been confused by this bastard today.
Zhu Bai then frowned and asked, "Then why is he not in the list of monks and officials?"
Lao Zhu choked up: Why? Because we don’t like Dao Yan’s appearance!!
But of course you can't say this directly, otherwise you will have wasted so much reasoning with this traitor.
He vaguely said: "Yuan Gong met Daoyan and said that he looks like a sick tiger and likes killing. If a monk looks like this, no matter how talented he is, we can't use him."
Zhu Bai nodded: "My father is a wise man. My son and I think so too. The people in the Military and Horse Division are not good-looking. No matter how talented they are, I don't use them. They look annoying."
It is true that Daoyan is ugly, but it is a bit nonsense to say that he is good at killing.
At least until now, no one has seen Daoyan kill anyone.
But Zhu Bai wouldn't say that directly, because Lao Zhu is also a docile donkey, so he has to figure it out for himself.
Lao Zhu was so aroused that he couldn't help but take off his shoes: "You're a traitor, why can't you get enough oil and salt, and you can't speak the truth?"
The blue team over there has found ten tokens and is gathering under the tower.
The red team also came back slowly and empty-handed.
Zhu Biao said: "Father, please calm down. Anyway, father has won. Just teach your twelfth brother this truth slowly."
Zhu Bai was dejected: "Five hundred taels are wasted..."
Lao Zhu became happy again: "Hey, we earned five hundred taels today. We are happy and don't care about you little brat."
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Zhu Bai insisted on keeping the red team and sending the blue team back.
Lao Zhu couldn't persuade me, and now I regret letting him be the commander-in-chief.
Finally, it’s Zhu Biao and Xini, let’s talk about it later.
Although Lao Zhu won, he felt as uncomfortable as swallowing a fly and walked around in the study.
In the future, the older Zhu Bai, the rebellious son, will become, the more powerful he will be.
We also expect him to assist Zhu Biao well, but it won't work if he only hires people based on their appearance.
But how to make that little brat understand this truth?
