When Peng Xiaohan was thinking about the meaning of the word Master Jia, Lu Ada beside him was so frightened that he fell to his knees on the ground.
It really just made a "plop" sound, because under my feet was a piece of broken carriage floor.
"Sir, it's none of our business, it's none of our business!"
Lu Ada tried his best to defend himself, saying that the soldiers suddenly came out and surrounded the team. They finally rushed out at the risk of death. At that time, they were only thinking about asking for help, and they were definitely not escaping from the battle.
"This has nothing to do with me. You can go to the camp and tell Wen Zhongtang!"
Jia Liu didn't like to hear Lu Ada's words, it was too unpalatable to him.
His face sank, and with a wave of his hand, he came up with authority and shouted: "Come here, take down these two cowardly losers!"
"嗻!"
Wang Fu and others have no ability to fight against bandits, but if they want to take down their own people, they are competing for performance.
Seeing that he was about to be captured, Peng Xiaohan suddenly became anxious and said quickly without thinking about it: "Sir, we are willing to chat, we are willing to chat with you!"
"Let's talk?"
"Let's talk."
One has the meaning of inquiry, and the other has the meaning of affirmation.
"Okay, this way."
Jia Liu tilted his head towards the forest, probably because there were many people here and the secrets could not be heard by the undisciplined people.
"Hey, hey!"
Peng Xiaohan pulled Lu Ada, who was still kneeling stupidly, and followed him into the forest.
"What is a chat?"
Wang Fu asked Yang Yuchun next to him in confusion.
Yang Yuchun shook his head and expressed ignorance.
"What good can happen? Anyway, Guiziliu asked you to talk to him, so don't go."
Zu Yingyuan glanced at Lin Zi and didn't bother to pay attention: that kid probably wanted to extort money from Luying. God knows why this guy is so greedy for money.
I wanted to ridicule the Japanese a few times, but after thinking about it I decided not to. After all, they just credited me with the merits of two thieves.
You may say that Guiziliu is not good at being a human being, but this guy is also good at being a human being.
Well?
Liu De looked thoughtfully at the vehicles filled with silver boxes, and then at Peng and Lu who were following Lin Zi furtively, and his heart skipped a beat.
After Jia Liu entered the forest, he went straight to the point and asked Peng and Lu who were following him: "What do you say?"
"..."
The relatively honest Lu Ada looked at Peng Xiaohan next to him. After a brief hesitation, the latter said with a smile: "Sir, we are indeed not afraid of thieves and escaped. Can you please tell me?"
That's it?
Jia Liu frowned slightly, his time was precious, and every wasted breath was disloyal and unfilial to the Qing Dynasty.
Seeing that Mr. Jia's face started to look down again, Peng Xiaohan quickly took out a fifty-tael banknote from his arms and motioned to Lu Ada to take out fifty-tael as well.
"My lord, you have worked hard to arrest the thieves. This is a small thought from the two of us. Please keep it and drink tea..."
How could Jia Liu accept other people's banknotes?
His expression softened slightly, and he said slowly: "It stands to reason that I should report this matter impartially, but since you said so, I can't really be that indifferent... It's just that we bannermen don't talk about money.
Talking about money is vulgar,"
The conversation changed, "It's really about money. I'm afraid it's not easy to talk about this little money."
After saying that, he put his hands behind his hands and looked towards the road.
In sight, hundreds of vehicles filled with silver boxes were lined up.
Seeing this, Peng Xiaohan's expression changed, and he was confused, thinking that Mr. Jia from the Eight Banners must not be planning to pay for the army.
Hey!
What a coincidence!
Mr. Jia really made this idea!
Hundreds of thousands of taels of salary passed right under his nose, and yet he happened to run into a bandit who was robbing Dao. Isn't this an opportunity for advancement given to Jia Liu by God?
What does he lack most right now?
Money!
Whether this can happen or not depends on Peng and Lu.
When he is well, everyone is well.
If he is not good, these two guys should not even think about it.
Of course, Jia Liu never engaged in forced buying or selling, so he waited patiently.
However, after waiting and waiting, the brain named Peng couldn't wake up and said: "Sir, I remembered my humble position incorrectly. Ao Bai's family property... The wages and silver stolen by the thieves were not nine carts, but nineteen carts."
car..."
"It seems that you two don't want to talk to me anymore? Then go and talk to Wen Zhongtang yourself!"
Jia Liu lost his patience, his face was as sinking as water, and he raised his feet to leave.
It's a big deal. More than 30,000 taels of pay and silver were lost. It's not a lie that all the escorting officers and soldiers were killed. It's also true that Peng and Lu were left alone. This is really going to be said in front of Wen Zhongtang. Do you have the right to speak?
Peng Xiaohan, who was originally working as a bookkeeper in his hometown of Anlu County, felt so regretful now. If he had known about this disaster, he should not have listened to his brother-in-law and become the sentry officer of the Laoshizi Green Camp last year.
It's fine now. I haven't recovered my capital yet, but I have to bear the crime of beheading first.
After hesitating for a while, he finally gritted his teeth and grabbed Mr. Jia, who was about to walk out of the forest.
"Sir, the number of humble positions was wrong just now. It was not nine cars that were lost, but ten cars!"
One car costs less than 4,000 taels.
This money won’t make you, Mr. Jia, hungry to death!
He didn't want to, but Mr. Jia rolled up his sleeves angrily and said angrily: "You treat me as a beggar! Let me tell you, I spend more than 4,000 taels a month walking around the alleys in Beijing!"
This is giving myself a premium. If I really have this kind of expense, I won’t always drag Chang Bingzhong to climb through windows and jump over walls to avoid paying bills.
At least some of the eight alleys did not welcome Master Jia.
The person surnamed Peng is too arrogant and does not understand the leader's thoughts at all.
"No, no, this is not what I mean by my humble position!"
Peng Xiaohan finally understood that the master of the Eight Banners had a dark heart!
He hesitated and said again that he had miscalculated just now. The wages that the thieves had robbed were twelve carts, which was more than 40,000 taels.
"Really, Lao Lu?"
At this moment, Lu Ada didn't understand what it meant, and he hurriedly nodded: "Yes, yes, more than 40,000 taels."
Mr. Jia, however, was still angry: "You guys are living on hard work, and you can still count the lost wages incorrectly! Go and count again!"
After saying these words, Jia Liu came out of the forest unhappily, waved to Yang Yuchun, the bodyguard and thug, and asked him where Hua Gouxiong had gone.
"oops!"
Only then did Yang Yuchun realize that Hua Gou Xiong was not in the team, so he hurried to look for him, and found this guy between two big rocks.
Goudan huddled inside at that time, fearing that he would be frightened by the sound of the gun just now.
When Hua Gou Xiong was pulled out and brought to Mr. Jia, the sentry named Peng came over again.
"Sir, we counted it again and found that it was not twelve carts that were lost, but fifteen carts."
This number is the result of repeated discussions between Peng Xiaohan and Lu Ada, because it cannot be increased.
Unexpectedly, Mr. Jia's reply to them was: "Check again."
The voice was calm, but the unpleasantness in it was obviously a little more intense than before.
"this..."
Peng Xiaohan and Lu Ada had no choice but to count again. The third time the number was reported, it was that twenty cars were missing, and 70,000 taels of military pay were lost.
Seventy thousand taels?
Jia Liu started abacus mental arithmetic.
Seven minus three point six is three point four.
That day in the capital, I saw how much money was in a Taoist platform on the small donation list?
Just when Jia Liu was calculating in his mind whether he had enough money, Peng Xiaohan thought that Mr. Jia had a dark heart and was unwilling to be satisfied, so he had to remind him: "Sir, you have taken too much, you can't eat it."