Chapter 128: Is it reasonable for enthusiastic people to help with management?
"Huh? Cao Qiudao is gone?"
In the guard room of Xianyang Palace, there was an old man with disheveled hair and a haggard appearance, who was slightly surprised.
And next to him was the despicable person who appeared in Ninghua Palace before, the old eunuch Wu Yan.
"Ancestor, this is indeed the case."
Wuyan nodded and spoke.
"This kid is also very arrogant. In this current situation, Liu Bai is surrounded by dangers. He won't be afraid of anything happening if he leaves."
The old man smiled like a lunatic and threw a book aside.
I have been staying in this collection room for almost a hundred years. What kind of books have I not read?
There is no time in the mountains, and there is no time in the book.
A person who died long ago lives longer than someone who doesn't want to die.
"Okay, since Zheng'er agreed to Ying Gao's military power in the city, you can send this thing over."
The old man waved his hand and threw a sword casually.
Wuyan took it respectfully.
The shape of this sword is extremely weird, it is a crescent-shaped long sword!
"promise!"
When he left without saying anything, the old man sat quietly again.
"After six lifetimes...I have lived for so long!"
"Father! Have you seen? Even Zheng'er's son has grown up."
In the dark storage room, there was only a candle that was as weak as the end of its life, beating hard and responding to the murmur.
It seems like self-blame, but also like memories.
...
After being approved by His Majesty the First Emperor to establish the Daqin City Management Supervisory Authority, Ying Gao was extremely excited.
Taking the money from his sixth brother, he directly bought a large house with a wave of his hand and regarded it as a temporary office.
"Listen up! Our Daqin City Management Supervisor, the most important principle is justice!"
"Since my father approved the establishment of the decree and asked us to manage the East-West Commercial Market, this is trust! And on our shoulders, it is responsibility!"
"Adhere to the principles of fairness, have justice in your heart, and solve the problems in the commercial market! This is what you have to do."
"Who dares to bully the weak or abuse power for personal gain,"
"I must let him understand the profoundness of Confucian culture!"
Ying Gao's lecture was so direct that even the corners of his Da Qin Justice Team members' mouths suddenly twitched!
A young man who exercises all day long and thinks about fighting and war, who keeps saying that he is a Confucian scholar, is such a torture that most people cannot bear.
"But Master, there are only twenty of us! Brothers, we can't go without eating, drinking or sleeping!"
"Before, there was only one West Market, covering three streets. Even if we patrol the streets of one shopping mall, it's not enough! Now the East Market is opening again... this..."
A guard named Qi Yu had a bitter look on his face.
From a guard to a member of Da Qin's justice team, and now to a member of the city management supervisor... the 'promotion' along the way was like a dream.
It seems that in just a few days, I suddenly changed from a guard guarding His Majesty the Emperor to a soldier in the streets?
"What are you talking about? Will this little difficulty trouble you?"
Ying Gao's face tightened and he spoke in a deep voice.
After saying this, everyone's scalp went numb!
The co-authors are really using their mouths, and they will break their legs. Twenty people, looking after two shopping malls? You resurrect General Bai Qi, the God of Death, do you think he can handle it?
"Sir, it's not that we are stumped, I just think... patrolling is okay, but once something happens, we people will have to solve it! If this happens, won't there be a loophole?"
"Since we uphold justice, how can we miss a little bit of the light of justice? Young Master, this matter is indeed important!"
Qi Yu's face tightened and he spoke quickly.
He already knew that the young man he was following now had more than enough enthusiasm but not enough planning.
He no longer thinks about how bumpy his 'road to promotion' will be. At least he has to do the job at hand well!
"That makes sense!"
Ying Gao was stunned for a moment, and then he patted Qi Yu's shoulder hard, expressing his sincere appreciation.
After saying this, everyone looked happy.
It seems that Mr. Gao can still listen to what he says!
Unexpectedly, Ying Gao's next words made everyone want to hit the wall directly.
"Then I'll leave this matter to you!"
The corners of Qi Yu's mouth are so cramped!
Leave it to me? ! !
Is this how you solve the problem, sir?
What does it mean to leave it to me? How to pay again? Young Master, you should make a decision!
"You... uh... what's your name?"
"Subordinate Qi Yu!"
"Yes! Saitama helped me solve my problems. I am very happy! I believe in your abilities! Go!"
"I want to go to the palace and report to my father about the establishment of the Daqin City Management Supervisor!"
Ying Gao looked satisfied, patted Qi Yu on the shoulder, turned and left.
Everyone who was left behind was obviously a master of martial arts among the imperial guards, but now they were in the city management prison, and everyone looked at each other dumbfounded.
"Brother Qi, what should we do?"
One person had no choice but to say, starting from today, they will be city managers, and there are still no city managers with many subordinates.
"What should I do? Salad!"
Qi Yu said angrily.
He was called by the wrong name just now by Young Master Gao!
"Uh... how about we go passive and slow down our work?"
"That's inappropriate! With our master's habits, do you dare to take a rest? Do you believe I can skin you tomorrow?"
"Oh my God! How about patrolling the streets on horseback?"
"What the hell is your idea? You're patrolling the streets on horseback. Are you protecting the mall or disrupting it? If you make people upset, I will really skin you! This time it's not an exaggeration, it's an action!"
"Forget it, why don't you just wash your hands today and let the young master peel off your skin tomorrow? Stop struggling."
Everyone was chatting and had a headache.
"enough!"
Qi Yu shouted to stop the debate among the guards, frowning: "Since the young master said to leave it to me, then we must resolve this matter!"
“We don’t have enough manpower, so let’s find people!”
"Money... Our young master has a very good relationship with Mr. Che. I believe there will be no shortage of money and food, and we can support others."
After saying this, one person hesitated and said: "But... isn't this just recruiting soldiers privately? We don't have the qualifications, do we?"
After saying this, everyone’s expressions tightened!
Indeed...since they are city managers, they naturally want strong and healthy men. Such people have the power to do so.
If the private soldiers were impeached, not to mention their heads would be killed, even Young Master Gao... I'm afraid they would be imprisoned!
"I have a solution!"
Qi Yu frowned, and then suddenly smiled: "No matter where you are, there are always ruffians who want to recruit them."
"They are not included in the personnel list of our city management supervisor. They are just enthusiastic people helping us with our affairs. Out of gratitude, it is reasonable for us to give them some money and food every month!"
"Even if someone impeaches someone, there is no evidence!"
After saying this, everyone suddenly realized it and thought it was wonderful!
As for the question of why these ruffians change their temper and do good things instead of bad things... Are you kidding me, have you forgotten that all the people in the Daqin City Management Supervisor are from the imperial guards?
Gongzi Gao's creed is: convince people with reason!
Qi Yu and the others will naturally follow through and convince others!
....
Regarding the age of the old man in the storage room, this is my somewhat unreasonable explanation.
First of all, this person has excellent martial arts skills, not inferior to Cao Qiudao, and has a strong body.
Secondly, he has a high status and has never been short of resources.
The third time I came, I lived deep in the Tibetan room and had no worries about worldly matters.
These three points are the reason why I dare to set his age so high, and there is a precedent for Guiguzi Wang to say that such a bad old man can survive!
Again, not immortality, not immortality, not immortality!
