Chen Zhao came to Jinmen Bingbei Road Yamen and saw the clues with just one glance.

The Jinmen Bingbeidao Yamen is really grand in scale, with high walls, deep courtyards, black tiles and red doors, making everything look solemn and solemn.

The Bingbei Road only needs to be responsible to the local commander-in-chief in a certain place. It has a lot of control and few restrictions, so it has great power.

In Jinmen, the water transport hub, grain and grass from various places are distributed and transferred to Jizhen, Liaozhen, and even Jingying. For part of the Xuanfu's needs, the power and responsibilities of the Bingbei Dao Yamen are also very heavy among similar Yamen.

Hu Wanjun previously served as a political councilor in Guangnan, and was appreciated by a certain powerful man. He was promoted to deputy envoy of the Inspectorate and led the Jinmen military preparations. In this place where the three guards of Jinmen are located, he can be said to be a man of his word.

You must know that in the capital, the Jinyiwei are the emperor's personal soldiers, with high and powerful positions, and the payment of military pay or salary is done by those who have experienced the department directly to the Ministry of Household Affairs to get the money.

Jinmen's Jinyi Guards need to be specially distributed by the Military Preparation Road, which is obviously a big whirlpool.

It's hard to believe that the Jinyiwei Qianhu were suppressed so severely because their lives depended on others.

For three whole years, I only received military pay for five or six months.

And it's based on human hair, so there's no chance of getting paid for it.

Then there are constant deductions and arrears. You can't take advantage of any loopholes. People who are too poor will gradually disperse and find other ways to make a living. There are fewer and fewer royal guards, and the money they are given is getting less and less. Evil surnames

Cycle it up.

When things have reached this point, it is no longer a matter of procrastination, but of difficulty in doing things.

However, Qianhu Zhao Shiqiang could not explain why he was in trouble.

Lin Feijian said: "Sir, we have plenty of funds for our activities. We can pay them just by taking them out. Why do we need to find soldiers to prepare for the road?"

Chen Zhao shook his head and said: "This money of mine is for special use, why should I use it privately? If someone comes to accuse me of buying people's hearts with evil intentions, you can't even explain it with all their talk."

Lin Fei stopped talking with some shame, Chen Zhao waved his hand and continued:

"If you work for the emperor, the Ministry of War will pay you. This Bing Bei Dao is just an official who forwards information on his behalf, but he is deducting and delaying it like this. Official matters must be dealt with. This matter must be clarified."

Chen Zhao said it simply, but he also knew that the King of Hell is easy to talk to, but the devil is difficult to deal with.

Official money transactions are the most entangled, and you don't know where to get into trouble. Thinking about when he was working in the China Railway Project Department, he often heard about funding difficulties and the difficulty of collecting debts.

But now he is different.

He is now in a high position, powerful and powerful, and he is also the emperor's philanthropic boy.

If even the good money boy has to be maliciously defaulted, this is not the problem of the good money boy, it must be the problem of the person responsible for paying the salary.

If the court dared to criticize him for this, he would definitely rush into his house, tie him up and parade him through the streets, and then smash the Hubu Yamen to pieces.

Finally, he had to ask the emperor what he meant.

As long as Emperor Xiaode had any dignity, he could only cut these arrears into pieces.

The guards at the entrance of the Bingbei Road Yamen immediately dropped their faces when they saw Chen Zhao and the group of people wearing brocade robes approaching.

According to the rules of the officialdom, Lin Fei first handed the greeting card to the leader dressed in a small flag at the door and asked him to pass it on. According to the etiquette of the officialdom, the leader of the guard should take it with both hands and say a polite word "wait a moment".

, turned around and sent in the post. With Chen Zhao's status, the concierge should invite him in for tea first.

Unexpectedly, Xiaoqi held the post with one hand, didn't even look at it, and muttered:

"Grandpa doesn't know how to read, so what are you doing with this post?"

"My master is not here, please come back another day!"

Xiaoqi said casually. Seeing the other party being so rude, Lin Fei was already a little angry. Just as he was about to step forward to correct his situation, he was pulled by Sun Xiaodong behind him.

Chen Zhao looked at both sides of the gate of the official office, pointed to a group of carriages and horses on the side and said:

"If your adults are not here, who will receive this team of carriages and horses?"

Where these yamen are located, there is an open space at the door for the carriages and horses to stop and for the carriage drivers and entourage to rest. The team of carriages and horses next to it does not seem to belong to the nobleman. It is quite luxurious, and the porters and entourage are all

A large group of people were chatting and laughing in the tea shed.

If it is a local yamen, there are always chief and deputy officials. When the chief is absent, there are also deputies who come out to receive the reception. However, there is only one deputy envoy of the Imperial Guard who holds this position in the military preparation department.

Official receptions are most important to status. When the nobles related to carriages and horses outside the door came to pay their respects, only Hu Wanjun from the Bingbei Road had the status to receive them. If Hu Wanjun was not there, then there was no need for this nobleman to wait.

When Chen Zhao said this, Xiaoqi's face turned red, he held his neck and said forcefully:

"My master is currently receiving distinguished guests and does not want others to disturb him. Please come back another day!"

"I have official business to see you, please send me a message, brother!!"

"My lord, didn't you make it clear? You don't want others to disturb you. Don't embarrass me. Please go back. Please go back!"

The small flag was placed in front of the door. When he said this, there was no apologetic expression on his face, but instead he looked impatient.

The entourage of the coachman sitting in the tea shed nearby, as well as the guards in front of the government office, all had snickering on their faces, and some of them were bold enough to point.

Sun Xiaodong, Lin Fei and others who were following behind Chen Zhao all looked ugly, but Zhao Shiqiang couldn't help but raised his body and had a tendency to retreat.

The situation was a bit awkward. Perhaps it was the smiles and guidance from the side that cheered Xiaoqi up. He said jokingly:

"At first glance, this adult must be new to Tianjin. I don't know my family's habits. Don't delay here. It's better to go back early!"

"I would like to inform you that we do have important business to discuss."

The little flag waved his hand and said impatiently:

"My lord doesn't see Jin Yiwei, so don't waste your energy."

Chen Zhao nodded and said to Lin Fei: "Let's do it!"

Lin Fei walked over directly and slapped him hard with his backhand. It was not so much a slap, but a slap with his raised arm. There was a crisp "snap" sound, and the whole person was knocked to the ground.

Xiao Qi was knocked to the ground and struggled for a few times before he got up. Lin Fei grabbed his bun and pushed him towards the ground with all his strength. You must know that the gate of Bingbei Road Yamen is paved with stone slabs.

It's a bloody head.

After a few "bang bang" sounds, Xiaoqi's forehead and bun were messed up, and his face was covered with bruises. He looked at Lin Fei with an expression full of fear.

His lips were trembling and he didn't know what he wanted to say, but Lin Fei didn't give him a chance to speak. He grabbed the bun on his head and pulled him up again, pointing to the clothes on his body and said:

"Brother, do you know this Feiyu suit?"

"know."

"Since we know each other, it's easy to say that we Jin Yiwei are here to discuss official business. If we delay official business, this is just a small punishment. If we don't report it, the next step will be to smash your door and cut off your hands and feet."

Just now, he was still watching the excitement, and suddenly the guard in uniform started to beat someone. The concierge who was standing inside the door suddenly became anxious, and opened his arms to block the door, shouting:

"My lord, this is the military office, you can't barge in..."

Before he could say anything, he was kicked in the lower abdomen by Sun Xiaodong. He made a gourd and rolled down the steps in the yard.

Since the other party said "My lord has not seen Jin Yiwei", there is no possibility of entering the door in a friendly manner. Since this Hu Wanjun is obviously the neck of Jin Yiwei, there is no need to pay attention to the official rules.

So Chen Zhao immediately ordered action.

Originally, a group of servants and soldiers were watching the excitement on the left and right sides of the gate, but they didn't expect that they would suddenly take action and break through forcefully.

The group of people in the tea shed had nothing to do with themselves, and they immediately stood up excitedly and gathered around in order to prevent chaos in the world. The guards at the entrance of the Bingbei Road official office and the servants from one door and two were all anxious.

Chen Zhao walked with his hands behind his back. He was protected by elite guards in uniforms in front and behind him. He just passed the main gate and before he turned around the wall, more than a dozen people were already surrounding him.

But this group of people were no match for the elite soldiers of the Jin Yiwei. After just three or five collisions, they were all knocked to the ground, each one of them howling miserably.

Chen Zhao looked around a few times and saw that no one dared to stop him. He nodded with satisfaction and walked towards the main hall without stopping.

I sighed in my heart that since ancient times, the road to asking for wages has been filled with blood and tears!

A group of servants and guardsmen blocked the second door early. Seeing the fate ahead, they did not dare to speak harshly, but just begged.

But the Jin Yiwei were so fierce. They all rushed forward and beat these people half to death.

The Bingbei Dao Government Office is the same as other yamen. After the second door, there is the official hall, where the master in charge receives guests and works. After the second door, it looks very bright.

After crossing the second door, the door of the main room was closed. There were four soldiers standing outside the door. These four soldiers looked different from the ones on the second door. With the chaos outside, these soldiers still kept their hands free.

On the hilt of the knife, looking here indifferently.

Chen Zhao did not hesitate and continued to stride forward. Sun Xiaodong, who was walking in front of him, spoke loudly:

"To raise the Jinmen Liusi Yushitai, Master Chen Zhaochen, the commander of the Jinyi Guards, has arrived. Please go out and greet Master Hu from the Jinmen Military Preparation Road!"

The sound was like thunder, which shocked the people inside.

The four people at the front door took a step forward and swung their right shoulders forward. They were preparing to draw their swords. Their meaning was also clear. Mr. Wang, if you want to force your way in, you have no choice but to take action.

"Get up" was followed by a brief command, and there was the sound of stepping. The sword and shield hands on the opposite side lined up their shields in a row, and the spearmen leaned forward with their spears, looking quite murderous.

Looking at this situation, Chen Zhao smiled slightly: "I didn't expect that Jinmen would have such elite soldiers, but they are still useless!"

Although Chen Zhao only brought five or six people with him, how amazing was his training?

Sun Xiaodong and Lin Fei rushed forward suddenly, with long sticks in their hands like dragons. With one sweep, they knocked the shields of the group back and retreated. The dozen or so guards suddenly fell to the ground one by one.

"Stop!" The door to the main room was opened by two servants, and two people wearing red official uniforms came out.

Both of them were regimental leaders wearing red robes and black gauze hats. The middle-aged man in charge was naturally Hu Wanjun, the military commander, but the guest seat was unknown.

Hu Wanjun was in his early forties, with three long beards and a face like a crown jewel, but the circles under his eyes were a little dark. He looked like he had either worked hard day and night or drank too much. When he saw the stalemate in the yard, Hu Wanjun's face suddenly sank, feeling depressed.

The voice asked:
To be continued...