After leaving Liuhemen, Zhao Lin came to Kaishan Martial Arts School and told Liang Song about joining the Yamen as a police officer.
"Your master is really good at it, and he is so kind to you!"
Liang Song said in surprise, "If I tell the martial arts school about offending Hu Hu, I'm afraid they will kick me out."
While talking, he accidentally saw ten blue-white joints on the back of Zhao Lin's hand and said "Huh".
"Have you mastered bone training?"
Zhao Lin smiled but didn't answer.
Liang Song was speechless and said, "It's really irritating to see people competing against each other. The few young talents in the martial arts gym are all useless compared to you."
After speaking, he sighed: "If I had your ability, I wouldn't be afraid of not being able to get revenge."
Zhao Lin put away his smile and said seriously: "Don't say that, I am also responsible for killing Hu Hu."
The two of them arrived at the county government office all the way. The gatekeeper had already been notified and let them go directly and led the way for them.
Behind the gate is a long corridor, passing through Yimen is the county government lobby.
There are three rooms on the left and right sides of the lobby, with a total of six doors.
Yamen is commonly known as the Six Gates, which is where it comes from.
These six rooms are the administrative offices of the county government, and are set up according to the names of central officials, households, rituals, soldiers, punishments, and workers.
Zhao Lin and Liang Song received their clothes in the household, and they also had waist tags, iron rulers and ropes with them.
Liang Song is a police officer, wearing a ginger yellow plate-collared shirt and a round hat.
Zhao Lin is the head catcher. He is dressed in black with a dark red shirt underneath and a square hat on his head. He looks much more majestic.
You two looked at me, I looked at you, and smiled at each other.
"What's your surname, brother?"
After completing the formalities, Zhao Lin asked the officer casually on the way to the police room.
The officer knew that they came in through the relationship with the chief clerk, so he was very polite and said with a smile: "My surname is Zhen, and I am the third eldest child in the family. Just call me Zhen San."
"Brother Zhen, may I ask when the police officer will be here and when he will leave?"
Zhao Lin hopes to have free time to practice, so he is naturally concerned about his schedule.
"Gather in the morning and disperse in the evening, take a break every five days."
Zhen San said as he walked: "In the mornings of summer and autumn, Mao is at 9 o'clock, and Shen shi is half past midnight. Spring and winter are short, so you come and go half an hour earlier."
After coming to this world for more than half a year, Zhao Lin gradually got used to the ancient measurement units.
After listening to it, I immediately understood. What the other party said was that in summer and autumn, you go to work at 5 a.m. and get off at 3 p.m., while in spring and winter, you work from 6 to 4.
"It's too early for work."
Zhao Lin sighed a little in his heart, but there were not many entertainment activities in this era, and it was normal to go to bed early and get up early.
"Do you want to work overtime?" Zhao Lin asked again.
"Working overtime?" Zhen San was puzzled.
"It's just that I was supposed to take a break from duty, but because of something unexpected, I still had to continue on duty." Zhao Lin said in a different way.
"If you say so, I will understand."
Zhen San chuckled and said: "Such things do happen. For example, if someone gathers to make trouble in the jurisdiction, or a major case occurs, you still have to do the errands that should be done."
It seems that you can’t get rid of overtime anywhere...
Zhao Lin didn't ask about overtime pay, so there must be no overtime pay.
"That's it."
While talking, the three of them came to the police room on the west side of the lobby, and Zhen San took a look inside.
"Mr. Li is not here, we will see him at midnight tomorrow morning."
After Zhen San finished speaking, she wanted to say goodbye and leave.
"Brother Zhen, stay here for a moment."
Zhao Lin handed over a piece of silver worth one tael and said with a smile: "Both of us are rough men and not familiar with the rules in the yamen. Please give me some advice."
Although Zhu Huaishan used connections to send him in, the favor of the bookkeeper only ends here. No one will take care of him whether he does good or bad in the future.
Zhao Lin doesn't seek promotion or salary increase, he just wants to spend a few years here steadily.
But the yamen is in deep water, and it may not be easy just to find stability. It is best to have someone who knows the inside story to give guidance.
Although Zhen San is a guard guarding the gate, this kind of person usually knows the best.
"Captain Zhao is too polite."
Zhen San quickly put away the money, put it into her sleeves and weighed it, with a look of satisfaction on her face.
"As soon as you came in and your eyes darkened, I will tell you."
He led the two of them to a corridor that no one was paying attention to, and explained in detail the division of powers and responsibilities of the police, organizational structure, personnel arrangements, etc.
It wasn't until the sun set that we talked for more than half an hour before settling down.
"Thank you, Brother Zhen."
Zhao Linxin said that these two taels of silver were not wasted, and now he finally had a general understanding of the job of being a detective.
At this time, most of the people in the Yamen had left. Zhao Lin and Liang Song went out for a meal and returned to the police room again.
The police room is where the police officer works and is also used for temporary rest.
The interior is quite spacious and can accommodate at least a hundred people. There are several tables in the north of the entrance, seven or eight benches in the middle, and two earthen Kangs built against the west wall.
The earthen kang is covered with straw mats, which is perfect for sleeping.
It was still early, so Zhao Lin and Liang Song practiced the breathing and breathing skills of the six-character mantra.
In order not to disturb others, they only exhaled without making any sound.
Before it got dark, the two of them fetched water from the well in the small courtyard in front of the door, washed briefly, and prepared to rest.
"I'm running out of luck tonight. If I hadn't come here to watch the night, I would have made another seven or eight taels without any problem."
"Stop bragging. When did you not win first and then lose, and you were left with only a pair of underpants?"
"Why are you speaking so harshly? Could it be that you drank too much yellow soup in the brothel just now?"
"Stop making noise, don't let anyone hear you gossiping..."
Zhao Lin's ears were very strong and he heard someone talking in the direction of the yamen entrance, getting closer and closer.
"one two three four five six."
Based on the footsteps, he judged that it was a group of six people.
After a while, six detectives walked into the room talking and laughing.
Seeing Zhao Lin and Liang Song, everyone was stunned.
"Are you...new here?"
The person who asked the question was a man in his forties, dressed as a headhunter. There were blue and white marks on the joints of his fists. His cultivation was at least in the bone training stage.
"Exactly." Zhao Lin and Liang Song stood up and clasped their fists at the same time.
Zhen San told the two of them that the Yamen arranged for people to watch the night every night, and these people should have come to rest before the night watch.
When the middle-aged head catcher saw that Zhao Lin was wearing catcher's clothes at a young age, his brows furrowed unnoticeably. He said "Oh" and casually found a bench to sit down, ignoring the two of them.
"Do you know who they are?"
"have no idea."
"I'm still staying in the Yamen at this time. I'm afraid I'm just taking a temporary job and getting paid."
"Humph, even if you don't have all your hair, you'll act like a headhunter as soon as you come in. Is there any fucking justice in this..."
Several agents whispered in low voices, thinking that Zhao Lin couldn't hear them, but they didn't know that he had quietly emitted ultrasound waves and heard the conversation clearly.
Zhao Lin lowered his head and glanced at the uniform on his body, feeling speechless. He didn't expect that being a head catcher would make people jealous.
"Brother, shall I play with those two boys?" a man with a duck voice said quickly.
"Forget it, we don't know their background, so don't cause trouble." The middle-aged head catcher shook his head.
The male duck said unwillingly: "I have been working diligently for more than ten years, and I am still a little catcher. This kid looks like he is not even twenty years old, but he came in and sat on my head. He is so stupid."
Zhao Lin recognized from the voice that the male duck's voice was that of the policeman who spoke before entering the door, and he didn't think so.
A good catcher who does everything from eating, drinking, prostitution and gambling?
At the same time, I also secretly warned that my life in the future might not be so easy.
Not long after, there was the sound of the second watch, and the middle-aged police chief led a group of his men out of the police room.
Zhao Lin and Liang Song unfolded their beds and lay down in their clothes, sleeping until daylight.
