Twenty-six of the twenty-six doctors were unlucky, standing in the wind, shivering, behind them was a row of bodyguards holding the hilts of their knives to prevent them from escaping at any time.
After Ma Rujing ran out with a group of generals, he was surrounded by a group of gray-bearded doctors, as if they were picking out ripe watermelons.
Everyone was very satisfied, because this group of old men were almost 1,500 years old together.
Ma Rujing rubbed his hands and kept rubbing them. His back molars could be seen with his wide grin.
A group of generals have already started to fight. There are six battalions and twenty-six doctors. They can't be divided equally. It just depends on who has the bigger fist.
"Okay, great."
Ma Rujing stopped rubbing his hands, pinched his waist, and laughed loudly: "From now on, you will be the medical officers of the border army."
The oldest old man asked tremblingly: "Do you really...really want to stay for three years? I'm old...I'm old..."
With a "Wow" sound, an old man in his fifties next to him burst into tears.
"I'm not alive, I'm not alive. That girl Zhang clearly said she was going to Chencheng, but in the end she took me to the border, to the border of this country. She was lying. This is obviously a lie."
Ma Rujing was stunned for a moment, and everyone looked at each other.
Didn't this group of doctors with bitter expressions come here voluntarily?
This time, everyone was a little numb.
If he didn't come voluntarily, even if he was forced to stay, would he sincerely treat the army?
At this moment, Lu Zhu came over.
"Give it to my aunt, I'll hold it back!"
With a sharp scolding, Lu Zhu pinched her waist and cursed: "If anyone dares to cry again, I will break your dog legs!"
Luzhu yelled, and the weeping misfortune sniffed and looked at his feet, aggrieved.
Lu Zhu sneered: "Now that you're here, don't even think about going back or running away until you stay for three years. Don't blame my aunt for turning her back on you."
Glancing over the twenty unlucky men with her pretty eyes, Luzhu pinched her waist and said, "Don't say that I don't follow the moral principles of the world. After three years of stay, I will give each of you another two hundred guan when I leave. In addition, you All relatives and descendants can study in Hanmen Academy."
The unlucky ones all raised their heads with joy on their faces.
"Is it true? I have grandchildren at home, and they can also go to school..."
"My son has already lost his hair..."
"I heard that Hanmen Academy has hired several more great scholars..."
"If the younger generation can enter school, they can get another two hundred strings, and it will only take three years..."
"Shut up!" Luzhu, who was pinching his waist, roared again: "I'll let it go, my aunt. They are all begging for food in the middle of Beijing. You write a letter and ask the merchants in the north and south cities. Ask the neighbors and ask about me, Luzhu. If you have stayed in the border army for three years, I will do what I say. If you dare to run away, or if you are unable to work hard, don’t blame me for being ruthless and burning down your medical clinic. I will tear it apart. Your medical books will break your dog legs, your descendants will be sent to the border to join the army, and no one in the various mansions in Beijing will dare to seek medical advice from you!"
A group of generals were fussing over each other, scolding each other, asking why they wanted to join the army at the border.
The unlucky doctors dared to be angry but dared not say anything. They nodded with a forced smile. Even those who said they believed it, all showed a flattering smile on their faces. That is called humility. The believer really believed it, but it was coerced. Knowing the arm I can't twist my thigh, I can only endure it.
Lu Zhu snorted slightly, then turned around, looked at the dumbfounded Ma Rujing, and said in a businesslike manner: "Commander, you choose the people. If they are not good at their craftsmanship, I will order them to break their legs and send them back to Beijing." That’s it.”
Ma Rujing swallowed a mouthful of saliva and was a little afraid to look directly at Lu Zhu.
This is... the fifth-grade Yiren canonized in the palace?
This Yiren opened his mouth to break other people's legs, and closed his mouth to tear up the doctor's medical book. This does not look like a serious Yiren.
Zhang Chengxiao swallowed his saliva and cupped his hands: "Girl, before I ask, are you in Beijing...are you..."
Tian Hailong didn't know how to ask.
Logically speaking, since the Green Pearl is a fifth-grade pleasant person, it should be a court minister or the wife of a distinguished person.
But when this fifth-grade Yiren opened his mouth, it was obvious that he was from the old society, and he didn't look like a serious Yiren. Judging from the expressions of dead mothers on the faces of these doctors, it was probably half-cheated and half-robbed. Border.
Tian Hailong didn't have any other meaning. He just thought that Bian Jun owed such a big favor. It would be better if we all get to know each other first and try our best to repay this favor if we have the opportunity in the future.
Luzhu saw what Tian Hailong meant and said calmly: "This general, my daughter is just an ordinary businessman in the capital."
"Merchant?"
Tian Hailong was even more confused. How come Wupin Yiren became a businessman again, and she was also a female businessman?
Zhang Chengxiao got excited and slapped his chest: "Sister, my name is Zhang Chengxiao. No matter what you do for a living, I have many relatives and friends in Beijing. No matter what you do, I will write a letter tomorrow and take care of you." Our girl’s business.”
Tian Hailong looked disdainful.
He knew very well the origins of the members of Chu Qing's clique, and he felt that even Zhang Chengxiao's friends in Beijing were not worthy of carrying shoes for others.
And everyone can see that Zhang Chengxiao is obviously pretending to be a fake. Seeing that this girl is pretty, he comes here to increase his presence.
Lu Zhu smiled: "Thank you for your kindness, General. My daughter is in the labor and materials business."
"Working materials, hey, you can't make money in this business. Last year, I heard from my brothers in Beijing that all these working materials were earned by some servant."
"That's true. It's true that you can't make much money."
Luzhu also saw what kind of person Zhang Chengxiao was. She had seen too many such people.
"Of course, I will write a letter in a few days to see if there is any money-making business and introduce it to you. The border army owes you a huge favor. I will pay it back no matter what. Sister, you can do it. What do you want to do for a living?”
"I can do anything." Luzhu's eyes were full of cunning: "Anyway, I don't want to be a laborer anymore. In this business, I have to work hard every month, and I have to be forcibly handed over five or six guans."
"What?" Zhang Chengxiao slapped his chest: "Who dares to force you to pay money or say your name? My brother will help you out."
"Qianzhuang."
"Qianzhuang?"
Zhang Chengxiao was stunned, as were the other generals.
Luzhu said aggrievedly: "It's the bank of the Ministry of Revenue. It's unreasonable. It charges five or six thousand yuan of money every month. It's like this every month. I feel so distressed. Is there anything General Zhang can do to help?"
Zhang Chengxiao didn't react for a moment: "Why did the bank charge you money?"
"People don't know, he is very bullying."
Just when Zhang Chengxiao was about to speak again, Tian Hailong sighed and whispered: "The bank has deposited money. If you want to collect the depositor's money, it will be 10,000 guan and 500 wen."
Many generals were dumbfounded. Zhang Chengxiao was dumbfounded. He was thinking about it while looking at Luzhu.
The more he thought about it, the more humble he felt.
The big girl in front of me saves ten thousand yuan, and the banker takes five hundred yuan...
The lady in front of me saved 20,000 yuan, and the banker took 1 yuan...
The godmother in front of me has saved 30,000 yuan, and the banker has collected one and a half yuan.
My own grandma should be...
The other generals no longer dared to look directly into Lu Zhu's eyes. Poverty limited their courage to look at the girl.
Only Tian Hailong was happy and looked proud.
I know it!
An old man spoke up and nodded with a flattering look: "Not only that, Miss Zhang spends a lot of money to the south of the city every month. I heard that she spent no less than 100,000 yuan just to help the refugees."
A group of poor people all took a breath of cold air.
Zhang Chengxiao already wanted to stick his head in his crotch, and asked cautiously: "Is it so profitable to do the labor and materials business? Isn't it... I heard that the labor and materials business in Beijing is a doctor who has the final say?"
"This general is probably talking about Zhang Songling." Luzhu smiled sweetly: "At the end of last year, he was accidentally hacked to death with a kitchen knife. Now the little girl has the final say."
