After Lin Ze returned to the command room of Tingwei Mansion, he called Wu Fan and asked: "A few days ago, I asked you to find some unappreciated talents among the black guards. What was the result?"
Wu Fan unhurriedly took out a silk book from his arms, saluted Lin Ze and said, "Sir, this is a list selected by my subordinates after private inquiries. Please take a look at it."
After speaking, he took a step forward and presented the silk book to Lin Ze with both hands.
Lin Ze reached out to take it, opened it, and couldn't help but nodded. This Wu Fan was indeed considered a talent, and he was very attentive. In addition to his name, the list also contained some brief introductions, such as his position, general family situation, etc.
Lin Zedi circled eight of them with his pen. They were all black-clothed guards with parents, wives, children, and current positions of Xiaoqi and General Banner. He handed it back to Wu Fan and said, "Let these people come to see me."
Wu Fan responded: "I obey." Even though he was a little confused about Lin Ze's selection, he did not dare to ask more questions, because he knew that this gentleman seemed young, but he had his own rules and was extremely self-determined. He was still young.
It’s better to ask.
Soon Wu Fan led eight people to the command room.
These eight people are usually just minor officials. They usually have to bow their heads and salute when they meet hundreds of households. Now they are summoned by the commanding officer. Naturally, they feel uneasy and wait for orders with low eyebrows. They are afraid of irritating Lin Ze and causing trouble.
The calamity of death.
When Lin Ze saw the people, he couldn't help but feel happy. The eight people he randomly selected were actually different in height, short, fat and thin.
Wu Fan took the initiative to take the lead in saluting and said: "Greetings to the commander, I have been brought here. Please give me your instructions."
The other eight people also followed and bowed to see him.
Lin Ze waved his hand nonchalantly and said, "Excuse me. Do you know why I called you here?"
One of the fat men said with a flattering smile on his face: "I heard from Master Wu of Baihu that I have something to tell you, so please give me your instructions."
Lin Ze nodded in disbelief and said: "I have a few things that are very likely to be fatal and leave it to you to deal with. I wonder if you have the courage?"
After finishing speaking, Lin Ze carefully stared at the faces of the eight people and found that only two of them had changed their expressions. The others, including the fat man, had the same expressions as usual, and he couldn't help but nodded with satisfaction.
The fat man still had a flattering smile on his face and said: "This is not the first time that I have done something like selling my life. Your Excellency only needs more money to sell my life. What's the problem if I sell my life to you?"
Lin Ze saw the sad faces of the two people who had changed their expressions, so he pointed and said, "You two, please step aside first."
The two of them thanked Lin Ze and left as if they were relieved.
Facing the remaining six people, Lin Ze did not elaborate, directly took out a handful of golden tickets from his arms and said: "I have a lot of money to buy my life, but how much it is worth depends on you.
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When the six people saw the shining gold ticket, they couldn't help but swallowed their saliva and said: "Please do whatever you tell me, sir, and make sure that the big man gets his money's worth."
Lin Ze threw the golden ticket into Wu Fan's arms and said: "A thousand gold coins will be given to each person, which will be regarded as a deposit. Other rewards will be given based on whether the work is done well. If he really died because of doing things for me, I promise that every
My family gave me ten thousand yuan as settlement expenses."
When the six people heard this, their faces were moved. Were they worthy of being a big shot? They made such a generous move. They looked at each other and said in unison: "I am willing to serve you."
Lin Ze waved the six people to go out and wait, and then carefully explained what they had to do to Wu Fan, asking him to take charge of the matter. After all, Wu Fan's current performance was very much to his liking.
As for why Lin Ze doesn't do it himself, given his character, he has to do everything by himself. He is not like Zhuge Kongming.
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In the Black Guard Prison, several black guards filed in. In front of a group of prisoners, they brought out several Taoist priests and said: "The matter has been investigated clearly. You guys are fine. You can leave now."
Several Taoist priests were stunned for a moment, and hurriedly thanked them: "Thank you, sir." Then they ran away.
Suddenly the whole prison was boiling, and all the prisoners stood up and shouted: "Sir, we are also unjustly accused."
"Sir, please, please let me out. There is an eighty-year-old mother above me and an infant son below. Please have mercy, sir."
"Sir, please let me go. Your kindness will be remembered by me."
Unexpectedly, a guard in black scolded: "Shut up and just stay with me, otherwise I will cause you some hardship."
In an instant, the entire prison became silent again.
At this time, a weak voice said: "Sir, why were they let out? Please give me a clear path."
The black-clothed guard sneered: "Are you blind? Those are Taoist disciples. Not to mention their strong backgrounds, their teachers are willing to spend money, but don't you know that money can help the gods?"
"As long as it satisfies my family, what does a small crime mean?"
Another prisoner asked: "What if we don't have money? It's impossible for the adults to lock us up for life. Besides, the crime we committed is not that big."
The black-clothed guard who answered sneered again and again: "You have entered the gate of my black-clothed guard's prison and you want to get out easily? If you are rich, you can just break it to avoid disaster, but if you don't have money? You must know that the mines in Lingnan still lack a lot of people.
, I think you all have the strength, that would be a good place to go.”
All the prisoners' faces turned dark after hearing this. Anyone with a little common sense in the Lingnan Mine knows that most of the people who are assigned to mine there will not survive more than three years, so there is a long-term shortage of people.
There was also a smart person among the prisoners. He immediately took out a gold ticket from his body, stretched out his hand from the fence, handed it out to the guard in black and said, "Sir, here are ten pieces of gold. I beg your mercy."
Many prisoners stared at the hand holding the golden ticket, waiting for the reaction of the guard in black.
I saw the guard in black put the gold ticket into his arms, shook his head and said: "Ten gold? Are you sending the beggar? But because you are still sensible, I will give you a clear path:
In this way, you write a family letter to me and tell me where your home is and who is in your family. I will send the family letter to your family and ask them to prepare enough gifts before asking for my family's favor."
The man who handed over the golden ticket was not annoyed, but looked happy and said repeatedly: "Thank you for your advice, I will prepare it soon."
The guard in black nodded and said to a companion beside him: "Go and get him some paper and pen."
Soon a piece of paper and a pen were delivered to the prisoner who handed the gold ticket. The prisoner took up the pen and wrote a few words, then suddenly looked troubled and asked the guard in black: "Can you please give me some advice, how much should I give?"
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The black-clothed guard thought for a while and said, "Adults don't charge too much. According to the rules, the three achievements of a rich family's wealth are enough.
By the way, let me remind you that adults are all martial arts masters and have little interest in ordinary golden tickets. Instead, they have a special liking for genius treasures. You can ask your family to prepare more genius treasures outside, which will make it easier for adults to
Please relax."
The prisoner immediately breathed a sigh of relief and said, "That's okay. I understand. Please wait a moment. I will write a letter home to you immediately."
Then he scribbled on a piece of paper, dried it, carefully folded it, and gently handed it to the black-clad guard.
The black-clothed guard nodded, put away the family letter written by the prisoner, and took it out.
The other prisoners were furious, but they still held back, especially those under Fusu's sect, who still firmly believed that Fusu would come to rescue them.