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Chapter five hundred and eighty nine

The job in my hometown is hard to find, there is no right one, and the salary is pitifully low. ∈♀ This is impossible to survive. I will go to Tongda for training tomorrow. The day shift will be 8 am to 8 pm, and the night shift will be 8 pm to 8 am. It is only 1,500 yuan. Life is hard~~~

"Damn, is this Kaifeng Prefecture?"

Xiaoyuer saw that the walls of the low and dilapidated house had already fallen off, and the walls were uneven, and the walls that were more than one person seemed to collapse.

"Yes, this is Kaifeng Mansion." The voice came from the door. It sounded a little familiar, and it should be...

"Squeak" half of the door opened. The sky suddenly turned dark. Is it going to rain?

"Oh, Brother Bao, why did you come so early?"

Who is it if it's not Bao Heizi? Bao Heizi said with no expression on his face, "I received the imperial edict that day and asked me to take over as the prefect of Kaifeng." I thought to myself, I was sent out in just a few minutes after seeing Yan Shengyan. Woooo~~~

"Where is Mr. Gongsun?" Xiao Yuer looked at the person behind, but did not see any one.

Bao Heizi led Xiaoyuer into Kaifeng Mansion and said, "I have sent a letter to ask him to come as soon as possible."

"What about Zhan Zhao?"

At this time, the king came out and said, "The others are still on the road, and I believe they should be able to come in less than a week."

"It seems that we eight heroes should be together in the future. Ah haha~~~" Xiao Yuer said with a giggle to her face. After laughing, she still had a dark face when she saw Mr. Bao (he had never been vain)

He pulled the dynasty and said, "What's wrong with Lord Bao?"

"I feel so sad when I see such an office place." Wang Chao said to the government office.

It was dark and damp, and the smell of food was moldy in the room. In a dilapidated and dirty room, an old man lived.

The old man's clothes were filled with pudding, wearing a pair of rotten straw sandals and sparse white hair.

The room was empty, with a broken pillow and a two-page book on a smelly and dirty blanket, next to the blanket was a wooden table with several holes broken. On it was a bowl with several notches, two plates covered with residue and a pair of short and thin chopsticks. On the right side of the wooden table was a cabinet with rotten wood. The whole house was silent every day.

He seemed to see Lord Bao, and hurried out and bowed: "You are Lord Bao, right? I heard about it yesterday, haha~~ but I have come to you." He looked cheerful, but he didn't look like he was seventy-eighty.

"This, how come this happens in a while?"

When Xiao Yuer saw this old man, she looked like a beggar. Are you wrong? The yamen in the border town is not as broken as the capital. Is this the capital?!

"The little one is Liu, and his name is Liang. Hehe. He cares about the grain and land in our mansion." Liu Liang's leader Bao Heizi stepped forward and said, "Sir, let's go here, come here, sit here." He found a bench without lameness and asked Lord Bao to sit down. He also took the opportunity to flatter and sweep the stool with his sleeve, thinking it was clean.

Lord Bao was too lazy to wipe it, and there was not so much attention, and said, "Liu Liangke, are you the only one left in Kaifeng Prefecture?"

"Ah, no. There are four more, I can't go to beg for food."

"Begging for food?" Xiao Yuer was shocked, and his eyes were thinking: "Begging for food is my best job. When will the four gangsters come in from the Beggars' Sect?

"No, we can't get rid of the blame." Liu Liang said without a doubt, and laughed shamelessly twice. Seeing Xiaoyu'er surprised, he said again: "No food. What should we eat?"

"No, is there a salary from the court?" Wang Chao said righteously. He felt that these people were too disgraceful.

"Oh, I said, "Master. You said it easy. The court's salary is not directly distributed to us. It is for the government office. Who is the government office? It is the prefect of Kaifeng. But the prefect of Kaifeng was promoted two years ago. This year, the grain of Kaifeng was directly collected by the Ministry of Revenue, and the emperor gave the case to the six doors of the Ministry of Justice, which further cut off the income of the government. Later, someone from the court wrote a letter to suggest that the Kaifeng Prefecture would be simply cancelled. However, before the discussion was finished, the lord came."

"Impossible? I remember when I came, it was still fine."

"You guy, you don't know anything. Just the prefect of Kaifeng was promoted two years ago. Xiao Yin died suddenly. Last year, another big fire was added. No one reported the report, so the Ministry of Revenue simply did not allocate money to repair it."

After hearing what the Grain Department said, Xiao Yuer thought to himself, so that's it. I wondered when the emperor would be generous. It turned out that he was waiting for me here. Not only did he not give money, he also dug a deep pit.

“Good today.”

"Yes, I've got several buns."

As they were talking, the four people came to the lobby. When they saw Bao Heizi and his group, they looked surprised and felt incredible. These were the first batch of guests in the past few months, and shouted: "Who are you?!"

"Bold, don't kneel down when you see Lord Bao, so as not to suffer from physical pain!!!" Chao stepped forward and shouted sternly.

"Hondang" The bowl of the four people fell to the ground and looked at each other. It felt so a pity. Today I asked for it for nothing. I immediately knelt down and said, "Sir."

"Get up and talk back."

"Thank you, sir."

"Sir, you are here. Now, our Kaifeng Prefecture is saved. Haha~~~"

"Yeah yeah."

Several people were talking, obviously very happy. The four beggars were the six houses in the mansion. Now they looked like this, which was really heartbreaking.

"Little Fish."

Xiaoyuer was thinking, but was named by Master Bao and asked, "What's the matter, Master."

Lord Bao stretched out a big black hand, Xiao Yuer looked up and down, didn't understand, and asked, "This is..."

"Give it."

"What are you taking?!"

"What do you think?" Mr. Bao looked at Xiao Yuer angrily.

My sister, it’s worth asking me if I’m short of money. Why don’t you think of me when you send money? He shook his head hard and said, “No.”

"Just be the master to pick you up first, and I will repay you when I receive my salary." said Mr. Bao.

Xiao Yuer shook her head hard and said, "Damn, I won't be fooled? I will repay me the money I owed before."

"Hey, when will I not pay you back the money, Master?" Bao Heizi said sternly, looking at Xiao Yuer not giving it to him, and whispered: "Gongsun Ce is here, ask him. Do you want to help first? Do you still want to stay in the yamen?"

Xiaoyuer surrendered under Bao Heizi's tyranny, turned around, carefully took out a few taels of silver from her purse and said, "That's all."

"Who said? Your purse is eight inches long and can hold at least a few dozen taels, hurry up." Bao Heizi said.

"No more." Xiao Yuer had experienced the power of this iron rooster, and she didn't want meat buns to beat dogs.

"Hey, don't take it."

The final result was that all the pocket money in Xiaoyuer's purse was taken away by Bao Heizi. He secretly regretted it, why didn't I put the money into the space? My fifty taels of silver were so cold.

Bao Heizi said to the Dynasty: "You go and make some food. Don't spend it indiscriminately, are we still counting on it?"

When the idle people in Kaifeng Prefecture heard that they were eating, they were so excited that they shouted long live Mr. Bao~~~~
Chapter completed!
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