"Well, I recruited him with this idea in mind before, but the big guy is too stupid and has not learned even the simplest tricks so far." The mud snail spirit hurriedly explained.
"We can only let him do some chores here first. Maybe one day his brain will come to his senses and he will be officially incorporated into the team."
Qiu Ping heard this, but didn't ask any more questions.
The monster's brain is not very bright to begin with, and this big guy is the most stupid among them, which is pitiful to say the least. In terms of IQ, I'm afraid it's lower than Qiu Yi and the others.
It is not easy to find a monster with a lower IQ than a loach in the Fuhe area.
The martial arts performance lasted for half an hour, and the soldiers and generals were exhausted and panted before they stopped.
Qiu Ping happened to be bored, so the mud snail spirit took him around.
"Lord Bing Cao, we still have some documents in our office. Do you want to check the import and export of armaments and grain and grass over the years? Anyway, He Bo has ordered that you have to check these accounts before they are handed in. "The mud snail spirit followed Qiu Ping diligently and asked.
"Uh... ok."
Although Qiu Ping was reluctant to look at these things, seeing that the big man had already carried him to the door of the official's room, he had no choice but to go in and take a look.
In the official's room, Lao Gui came over with a thick pile of documents. The stack was eight feet high.
The documents used by the Hebo Mansion are not human paper. They are all jade slips, with divine thoughts engraved inside.
A jade slip can record a huge amount of information.
If all this pile of documents were replaced with human paper, I'm afraid it wouldn't fit in even ten rooms.
Qiu Ping picked up a document. This was an account book about the purchase and consumption of military rations last month. It detailed in detail how many types of elixirs and rice were purchased, and which races the different elixirs were used on. For the soldiers, the specific number has been accurately determined to how many taels and how much money.
In Shinto, whether they are shrimp soldiers, crab generals, or ghosts and ghost officials, they are actually a type of Tao soldiers.
The training of Tao soldiers itself is extremely cumbersome and requires very detailed training based on the differences in physiological structures of different races.
Qiu Ping flipped through several books in a row, and a layer of cold sweat had already formed on his back. Various accounts related to military rations, armaments, and salaries made him feel like he was sitting on pins and needles, like a ray on his back, and like a lump in his throat...
Compared with the conscience of heaven and earth, combing the water vapor in the ancient well every day is simply a paradise-like life.
At least don't use your brain.
No wonder every time I saw He Bo in the government office, he always looked sad, as if someone owed him money.
Qiu Ping can guarantee that if he lived such a life, he would be even more embarrassed than He Bo.
Oh, I said that He Bo was so anxious to let himself be the soldier, but he was waiting here!
When he thought about having to deal with such a pile of paperwork every day in the future, Qiu Ping felt that there was darkness ahead.
"Do I have any other work content in the future?" Little Loach's head was already dizzy. Although he could understand these accounts, if he was asked to check them bit by bit, it would be better to kill him.
"Others...ah, Master Bingcao can develop better training methods for soldiers and generals to help Fuhe win in the national martial arts competition held every three years." The snail spirit rubbed his chin and patted his forehead. , said loudly.
"Oh? What do I need to do?" Qiu Ping immediately became interested. This sounded like fun.
It sounds touching and inspiring to train all the soldiers under you to become masters, and then defeat other counties to bring glory to Fuhe and even Changning County.
"Everyone has their own method, but our previous method was to customize different training methods according to the different races within the shrimp soldiers and crab generals. If you ask me how to do it, my suggestion is to further improve the sophistication of training. If we can target Each individual undergoes customized training, which will definitely improve the strength of the soldiers by a large margin."
"The little god's power is meager, so he can't do this step yet. However, I believe that with your strength, Lord Bingcao, it will be easy." The mud snail spirit flattered him very smoothly.
"Ahem...hey, that's natural." Qiu Ping laughed.
But when his little black face turned away, he was already gloomy.
No, if you are on a pirate ship, can you still be an official happily? How can I act like an old woman if I am a worthy official?
Qiu Ping quietly climbed down on the big man's back. It's not a good idea to be a bad soldier!
"Little Loach, where are you going?" Qiu Ping had just taken two steps out when a somewhat joking voice sounded from the side.
As soon as he heard this sound, Qiu Ping slipped away faster!
"Run away. As long as you resign as a soldier, I will even remove your position as the Well God and let you go back to the underground river to be a wild loach." He Bo walked in slowly from outside.
Qiu Ping stood there blankly as if he had been cast on a body-fixing technique. Then, like a deflated ball, he walked listlessly to He Bo's side.
"What do you think Shinto is? Shinto cares for all people. The fate of all sentient beings under your authority is closely related to you. You can't handle the affairs of more than 1,500 people. In the future, you will be asked to manage an entire water system. Can you do it well?" He Bo stretched out his hand and patted the little loach hard on the head, with a warning in his words.
Little Loach is very talented and very lucky. If he cannot be guided correctly, it will definitely not be a good thing for him.
"Starting from today, every time you come to Dianmao, you need to read these documents from the beginning. I will check them regularly. If there are any discrepancies, hehe..." He Bo showed a sinister smile on his face. , while the little loach was shivering on the side.
"By the way, the teacher responsible for teaching you has been found by Cheng Huang. Originally, it was just a matter of finding a master clerk, but Judge Cui from the Onmyoji Division is very interested in you and plans to teach you personally. You can go to class in a few days. Right. By the way, there are exams every season."
He Bo said with a smile, and Qiu Ping's dark little face turned pale.
The days to come will not only be dark, but will kill the loach.
The ordinary chief registrar is only in the eighth or even eighth rank, and may not be able to control the little loach, but Judge Cui is in the seventh rank, and his status is a bit higher than Qiu Ping's.
Why is my life so miserable!
You have already come to the world of Xianxia, why do you still need to read so many books? In order to save trouble, I had already chosen the simplest and most mindless path of monster beasts. As long as you tap your bloodline, you can increase your strength.
Damn it, I’m no longer a human being, and you won’t let me go!
You are even less human than me!
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