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In order to achieve his ideal of serving the Qing Dynasty, it was impossible for Jia Liu to pay back the money.
He didn't have any money to pay back.
What should we do if we can’t let the Eight Banners fellows know about the matter?
You can only violate your conscience.
Jia Liu, who has many years of experience in mass work, knows that when dealing with emergencies, we must treat those inside the system and those outside the system differently.
To deal with members of the system, we must use professional means to deal with them.
Because, as long as the fundamental interests are not involved, the Eight Banners compatriots who are members of the system can bear the loss of three melons and two dates.
In many cases, for the sake of long-term considerations, after getting over the initial turmoil, these people will take the initiative to give up some interests, or even become "accomplices".
No matter what, the empire of the Qing Dynasty belongs to the Eight Banners.
How can anyone ruin their own job?
So, raising wages is a good thing?
Can their name just fall on a complaint that could end their career?
No matter which dynasty or generation you are in, the pay dispute will never end well.
Didn’t you hear that the Qi family army in the previous dynasty, which was known as the strongest army in the world, was killed by the Ming Dynasty because of the lack of pay?
Since the emperor ascended the throne, even the generals who lost the battle have to beheaded. How about the pay?
Many people realize the consequences.
The room became quiet for a moment.
Even the somewhat passionate Zu Yingyuan's eyes became dodgey, and few of them were still staring at their Captain Jia attentively.
"Wen Qing, what are you doing standing still? Sign it."
Jia Liu thoughtfully moved the brush to Shu Wenqing's right hand again.
"Um..."
Shu Wenqing, however, raised his head and looked at the people around him, reluctant to take the brush handed to him.
"The money belongs to the big guy, so of course it has to be signed in his name. Is it just mine?"
Jia Liu was a little unhappy and said that all seventeen worshipers in his banner had to sign. Only in this way could the Governor's Yamen pay attention to their reactions.
"After you sign, I will take you into the city..."
Before he finished speaking, he saw Ma San, who was standing near the door, suddenly holding his stomach in pain and anxiety: "Ouch!... No, no, no, I have a severe stomachache. I'll go to the hut first.
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While running outside, he did not forget to wave his hand, "Captain, it's up to you. I, Ma San, can trust you!"
Before anyone could react, Ma San had disappeared.
This boy's ancestor is Ma Guangyuan, a general in the Ming Dynasty. During the reign of Emperor Taizu, he surrendered to the Qing Dynasty, which was called Dajin. He is very senior and belongs to the old Han army.
Three of Jia Liu's group of worshipers belonged to the old Han army, and they usually formed a "small gang" alone.
As soon as Ma San ran away, Shu Wenqing, who had already put his hand on his stomach, cursed in anger: Damn it, lazy people poop a lot!
"What are you eating?...Okay, don't worry about Ma San. Come on, Wen Qing, you sign first. There are so many people here, hurry up, we have to go into the city later."
Jia Liu urged again.
The kid Ma San's escape gave him hope of victory.
Today, I have to trick a fellow countryman.
At worst, when you get rich, you can just give them a hand.
A certain minister eats half a cake and gives back a hundred cakes to his descendants. Can Jia Zhongtang be as good as that minister?
"Wen Qing, sign it, why are you standing there dazed? This is everyone's business. Do you want me to get it alone?"
Jia Liu started to feel a little unhappy.
"This...I...or,"
Shu Wenqing came to his senses in a hurry, "Captain, you are our foreman and the number one butha of our Eight Banners of the Han Army. I think it is better for you to go and run for us on this matter."
"Am I going alone?"
Jia Liu was anxious, he would not bring such a deceptive person.
"Captain, don't worry, just listen to me..."
Shu Wenqing analyzed the facts and strong relationships and concluded that if they all went to the Governor's Yamen, it might cause a bad impression in the Governor's Yamen. But if Captain Jia went alone to represent everyone, this problem would not exist.
"Can you all understand what I'm saying?"
"I understand, I understand."
Everyone kept nodding, and Chang Bingzhong and Wang Fu nodded particularly fiercely.
Yang Zhi also understood, but he was very unhappy and muttered: "No, if you don't go and let my young master go alone, what if the governor thinks that my young master is causing trouble?"
Um?...
Jia Liulaohuai was delighted: Shuan Zhu had finally come to his senses.
"this..."
"that..."
Shu Wenqing said that Captain Jia, on behalf of everyone, had responded to legitimate demands through legitimate channels in the past and would never get into trouble.
"Hey, your abacus is right. Oh, my young master went to ask for the money for you. My young master will bear the consequences alone. When the money comes, you share it. Otherwise, my young master will be unlucky. How can there be such a good thing in the world...
.Master, listen to me, we don’t want this money, it’s not short of this money anyway..."
Yang Zhi was afraid that the young master would be tempted by calling him Shu, so he gently pulled the young master several times.
Unexpectedly, the young master put down his brush, looked around at everyone and said, "Forget it, everyone doesn't need to sign, I'll go alone! Who made me your foreman!"
"Okay! Captain is worthy of being captain!"
Shu Wenqing stretched out his thumb and nodded fiercely, then took out a handful of broken silver from his pocket and put it on the table. He said to everyone: "The captain is running for everyone, how can we make him run in vain? Regardless of the money.
Come or not, can we all pool together some hard work money and give the tea money to the captain?"
"Yes, Shu Laoer is right. This matter can't be done in one go. You must find someone to clear things up. If there is no way to clear things up, I'm afraid we won't even be able to hand over the petition..."
"Everyone has no idea how the captain has treated us all the way. If nothing else, who doesn't get paid? No matter how much it is, you have to express your feelings!"
Chang Bingzhong did his part and took out a silver ingot weighing about four ounces and placed it on the table.
Turning to look at the others: "What do you say?"
"That's it!"
Everyone dug into their pockets one after another, giving me a few coins for you, and soon there were probably more than a hundred taels and more than a hundred copper coins on the table.
Jia Liu was moved.
Looking affectionately at the fellow villagers who voluntarily raised funds, he gritted his teeth and said: "Thanks to everyone for thinking so highly of me, Jia Liu, then I will... Shuan Zhu, what are you doing in a daze? Put the money away."
"Ah? Hey!"
Yang Zhi hurriedly pushed his hands towards the table, put all the money into the bag, then tightened it with his mouth, and picked it up in a generous amount.
"But the ugly talk is ahead. I, Jia Liu, will take care of this matter. It would be best if everyone can get their salary back, but if not, don't blame me!"
Jia Liuchao bowed his hands to everyone and prepared to respond to the problem generously with a bit of determination.
Unexpectedly, Zu Yingyuan suddenly gritted his teeth and stood up: "Captain, I'll go with you!"
"Yes, yes, sir...I'll go with you too!"
Although Liu Heyi's voice was stuttering, the attitude on his face was worthy of recognition.
The actions of these two people put Chang Bingzhong in trouble. Logically speaking, he had the closest relationship with Guiziliu, but he really didn't dare to go to the Governor's Yamen.
But after Zu Yingyuan and Liu Heyi made such a fuss, it seemed unreasonable for him not to accompany them all the time.
"How about, Liu Zi, I will also...accompany you..."
Lao Chang dragged his reluctant legs and walked to Jia Liu.
Um...
Jia Liu has a few words that I don't know whether to say or not.