The officials arrived at their destination one after another, and the fat county magistrate had been waiting for a long time.
In addition to greeting everyone, he mainly wanted to say some high-sounding polite words, but he only received some scattered responses.
Ren Qing's mouth twitched. There was not even a jailer present. It seemed that the county magistrate's status in the yamen was not high.
Not to mention Song Zongwu, even Huang Ziwan didn't bother to talk to him. I'm afraid the fat county magistrate has long been used to it.
The fat county magistrate talked for a long time, and after his mouth was dry, he finally received a practical reward. Each person could get at least dozens of taels of silver.
Ren Qing's reward was slightly larger, but it was not too exaggerated.
Xiao Wu and other white servants were promoted, and from then on, the responsibilities could be passed down to the eldest son.
The fat magistrate continued to talk.
Ren Qing was a little helpless, but had no choice but to be patient. It wasn't until more than half an hour later that the county magistrate was satisfied with the end.
Immediately, Ren Qing and others went to the Huo Gong Hall.
Bo Feng and the Li brothers had already prepared a table of meals and even bought a few jars of more expensive drinks.
Several fire workers from Hexing Street were cleaning the courtyard nearby.
It seemed that Bo Feng kept them in order while Ren Qing was away.
Bo Feng rushed forward and couldn't help but patted Xiao Wu on the shoulder: "You are now strong. You have learned a lot from Ren Chai, right?"
"Of course, but I almost..."
Xiao Wu was about to say something, but suddenly realized that he was prohibited from revealing the information and quickly closed his mouth.
"There is no safety in the city outside the city. As long as we can come back safely."
Bo Feng sighed a little. He had followed the jailer out of the city several times, and every time some government officials would die inexplicably.
"Come on, come on, sit down and eat first."
Ren Qing couldn't wait to pick up the pork trotters, which were about to become crispy. She immediately felt the fragrance lingering on her lips and teeth.
Although meat is indispensable in the wilderness, water is barely enough, so it is all grilled, and I have long been tired of eating it.
Bo Feng said with a smile: "If it's not enough, I'll ask Xiao Zhu and the others to make more."
Not far away, the pyrotechnics on Hexing Street cast resentful glances.
Isn't it just to offend your uncle if he is only allowed to work but not to eat?
Ren Qing was not in a hurry to rest after drinking and eating, but planned to go to Butcher Zhang.
When he first entered Sanxiang City, Ren Qing noticed that there were too many braised stalls all over the streets.
The Blood Dog Gang seems to be expanding blindly.
But in Ren Qing's opinion, business is more important than good, and there is something wrong with such behavior.
He came to Butcher Zhang's residence. The original butcher shop was now a private residence, and the braised pig meat had already been moved to another shop.
Ren Qing knocked on the door but no one responded.
He had to wait for a moment with a frown on his face, but Butcher Zhang still did not return.
Ren Qing walked out of the alley, planning to let Bo Feng explore during the day to see if there was any unusual movement in the Blood Dog Gang.
But he had just walked onto the street. The passers-by around him had dispersed, and only a few stalls selling brine were still open.
Ren Qing snorted coldly and stood there with his arms around his chest.
After a while, a group of members of the Blood Dog Gang walked quickly towards his location, and the leader among them was Chen Ben.
"Ren Qing, don't come here..."
Ren Qing interrupted expressionlessly: "What do you want from me?"
Chen Ben's steps paused slightly. He seemed to be facing a hungry wolf that had escaped from the cage and was looking at him eagerly.
He couldn't help but weakened by three points, and said cautiously: "I also know that Mr. Ren, you have just returned to Sanxiang City, so I'm here to take care of you. Can you please treat me to a small gathering?"
"I don't have time, and the jailer has a lot of things to do with me."
Chen Ben broke out in cold sweat as big as a soybean on his forehead. Since Ren Qing moved out the jailer, he must have something to rely on.
I still remember that the protector had warned that if Ren Qing was found to be involved with the jailer, he should not provoke the other party.
Ren Qing asked crisply: "You must be doing the stew business, right?"
The shock flashed across Chen Ben's face.
Seeing this, Ren Qing suddenly had a suspicion in his heart, and said without hesitation: "It seems that the formula has been leaked."
It seems that the Blood Dog Gang also knew that there was an internal problem that caused the leak, so they were anxious to increase the number of stalls to avoid losing business.
Chen Ben came to him more because he was instructed by his superiors and wanted to use Ren Qing as a gunman to take the blame for the leaked formula.
Chen Ben said hesitantly: "Let me just pretend that nothing happened. I have offended you a lot today."
"Where is my uncle's mouth?"
Chen Ben took a few steps back and said, "Shopkeeper Zhang has gone to various places in the west of the city to purchase goods. We are not in the habit of burning bridges across rivers..."
"That's it, I'll go back first."
Ren Qing didn't want to get involved in the Blood Dog Gang's affairs. Even if the supply of pig eyes was gone, he would collect other eyeballs at worst.
Now that Song Rong is dead, there is no need to worry too much.
Fish-eye corns can also be purchased in large quantities, but they are smaller and less effective than pig eyes.
Chen Ben watched Ren Qing go away and couldn't help but have a lot of thoughts on his mind.
I'm afraid this person is not an ordinary person, so there is no reason to offend him. As for the Dharma Protector, he had no choice but to report truthfully.
He said to his subordinates: "Don't send people to stare at Li Dazui anymore, especially when Ren Qing appears, try to stay away."
After returning to the Fireworks Hall, Ren Qing was still a little worried, so he asked Li Mian to go to Butcher Zhang's shop to confirm the situation.
Butcher Zhang entertained Li Mian with a cheerful face, and the latter added some pig eyes by the way.
In the next few days, the Blood Dog Gang did not continue to cause trouble.
Ren Qing's lifespan was steadily increasing, and as he felt the day when he would be promoted to the Ghost Envoy realm approaching, he couldn't help but feel anxious in his heart.
At this time, Song Zongwu came to the door to ask about joining the jailer.
However, it was not as smooth as Ren Qing imagined. Currently, there is no quota for jailers in the Yamen, and the next batch will have to wait until next year.
But within a few months, there are too many variables.
Song Zongwu asked in a deep voice: "Actually, there are reserve forces in the Imperial Guard, which are similar to the duties of white soldiers."
"Senior Song, there are no drawbacks, right?"
"To put it bluntly, the reserve force is prepared for monks who are related to the jailer. The Yamen will definitely have a priority in recruitment."
Ren Qing opened his mouth and asked: "Is it difficult to join the reserve force?"
Song Zongwu showed a smile and said: "If you want to compete with several monks for position, it shouldn't be difficult with your strength. It's just a formality."
Before Ren Qing could think about it for too long, Song Zongwu continued: "They are all monks trained by gangs. I am still afraid of offending these people?"
Ren Qing asked cautiously: "Why do I feel like there is something secret inside?"
Song Zongwu smiled and scolded and replied: "Actually, gangs do not actively compete for reserve spots, they are just requested by the Yamen."
Ren Qing suddenly realized.
The gang will be controlled by all parties, how can the jailer be comfortable, and the jailer's resources are not comparable to those of the gang.
To put it bluntly, the gang was afraid that they would not be able to retain the monks, but they could not afford to offend the jailers, so those vying for the reserve position should be those who are not loved by their grandmothers and uncles.
