"So this thing is called a patrol order, and you are from the Supervision Department."
Chu Qiu pointed to the token on the table and asked, "Simply put, is he the emperor's bastard?"
puff!
The old shopkeeper, who was a little complacent at first, spit out his tea on the ground.
He looked at Chu Qiu expressionlessly: "Can you speak?"
Chu Qiu smiled and said: "The words are rough but the reasoning is not rough."
The old shopkeeper stared at him for a moment, waved his hand and said, "If you don't want to understand this way, that's up to you."
After a pause, he said calmly: "How about it? Are you interested in working in the Supervision Department?"
Without waiting for Chu Qiu to speak.
The old shopkeeper then continued: "When you enter the door, you first work as a patrol officer in black. You are paid five taels a month, and you can receive ten kilograms of fine grain every month. After working for two years, you will be promoted to half a level. Equipped with a jade-scaled sword, you will have the power of life and death."
The words of rejection were already on his lips, but Chu Qiu couldn't say them at the moment and swallowed them silently.
Suppress your excited heart and steady your trembling hands.
He didn't believe in pie-in-the-sky good things and said cautiously, "Why are you looking for me?"
The old shopkeeper did not answer, but waved.
The waiter immediately brought tea and snacks.
"Old man, my surname is Fang. You can call me Old Man Fang in private. When outsiders are around, call me shopkeeper."
Shopkeeper Fang said calmly: "I see that you are a smart boy. Let me tell you clearly so that you will not be suspicious. Old man, I used to work as an errand in Qingzhou. Now that I am older, I took the initiative to give up my position and find an easy job. Here in Taiping To support the old age."
Chu Qiu picked up the tea and made a gesture, but didn't even touch his lips.
Wait for the old man to continue.
"Don't worry." Upon seeing this, Shopkeeper Fang knocked on the table, "With your three-legged cat skills, do you still need poison to kill you?"
Chu Qiu narrowed his eyes.
Lao Deng is quite crazy, isn’t he?
I think you look like a master, but I'm not as knowledgeable as you.
Let’s talk about it in ten years.
After making a note in her mind, Chu Qiu chuckled and said, "You always go on."
Shopkeeper Fang picked up his cigarette bag and said slowly, "What else can I say? Haven't I told you everything?"
"That's it?"
Chu Qiu sighed: "Doesn't this mean you didn't say anything? So why do you like me?"
Shopkeeper Fang smiled: "Because, old man, I think you have some conscience and can stick to your principles, but you are not stupid. As long as you raise your boy well, he can be regarded as a usable talent."
"The conditions have been promised to you. Are you willing to give me a happy word?"
That's all for the sake of talking about it.
Chu Qiu thought about it carefully and found that this treatment was indeed good.
I traveled across mountains and rivers to Taiping Town, originally planning to find a living and live a stable life for a few years.
The job of the Supervision Department was like an iron rice bowl. I nodded and accepted it, which was regarded as a royal meal.
The prospects sound very good.
"Shop Manager Fang, your conditions are indeed good."
Chu Qiu cupped his hands and said with a smile: "But I also have two questions."
Shopkeeper Fang looked sideways at Chu Qiu, "Say it, I'll listen."
Chu Qiu asked: "What does our Supervision Department do on a daily basis?"
Shopkeeper Fang said calmly: "The Supervision Department, as the name suggests, supervises the country for the Holy Emperor. From the dignitaries to the common people, they are all within our jurisdiction."
Chu Qiu said suddenly: "That's just a nosy person. It's a bit of a security thing. Can't the Yamen patrol also take care of these miscellaneous things?"
"The patrols deal with minor matters." Shopkeeper Fang corrected him: "It's okay to let them arrest a gangster, let alone a big deal. When it comes to high-quality martial arts, ordinary patrol officers have to stay away."
Chu Qiu was noncommittal and continued to ask: "If you work in the Supervision Department, do you have any martial arts skills?"
"I still think you want something." Shopkeeper Fang sneered: "As long as you work hard, what kind of martial arts you want is just a matter of words. Even if you want the secrets of those great sects, or even the secrets of the first-class martial arts holy places , the Supervision Department can get it for you.”
Chu Qiu hesitated for a moment and persuaded: "Old man, why don't you take a few bites of the food? I see you haven't even drank, so why are you talking nonsense?"
There was a hundred disbelief written on his face.
He still doesn't know where the upper limit of force in this world is.
But I heard that the abilities of top-grade martial artists are extraordinary. Those Jianghu sects must have no shortage of masters. Do you really think that they are just fools?
Just take the secret martial arts and they won't lock your throat?
I have old arms and legs. Wouldn't it be embarrassing if someone grabbed me and pressed them there?
"You boy, you still need to practice." Shopkeeper Fang took out his cigarette bag and took a puff.
In the midst of the smoke, I heard him say meaningfully: "As long as you are in the territory of Dali, no matter how strong the sect is, you must understand one truth."
He pointed upward: "The imperial court is the largest sect."
Chu Qiu was slightly startled, but then he was in awe: "Or he must be an old civil servant, and his consciousness must be high."
"Where did you come from with all these weird words?"
Shopkeeper Fang said with a cold face: "Give me a happy word."
Chu Qiu said reservedly: "Okay, okay, but I still have a question..."
"What problem do you have? It's best to finish it in one go." Shopkeeper Fang's face was as dark as the bottom of a pot: "How ferocious was the murderer just now?"
"It was just a last resort, and I took action to avoid future troubles." Chu Qiu sighed and said, "Look, I've just arrived, I don't have much money, and I don't even have a place to stay."
"Easy to say."
Shopkeeper Fang said calmly: "It just so happens that a family in the east went to Qingzhou to join relatives. The yard at home is empty and they are ready to take action. I will send someone to arrange this for you."
"I mean, can you get a few months' salary in advance?"
Chu Qiu's face was filled with disappointment.
Shopkeeper Fang said sadly: "You took the money and ran away. Where can I find you? To tell you the truth, old man, my job is to find talents for the Supervision Department. Taiping Town is so vast and sparsely populated. It's rare to catch you like this." For the most part, just eat the royal food with the old man in a down-to-earth manner."
When Chu Qiu heard this, he was silent for a moment.
He had seen forced buying and selling, but this was the first time he had seen forced compilation.
This iron rice bowl forced into my hands is not giving me bad rice, right?
With the thought turning in his mind, Chu Qiu stood up, cupped his hands and said, "There is one last thing for me, kid."
Shopkeeper Xu Shifang could see that Chu Qiu was tempted, and his attitude was much more tolerant: "Let's talk."
Chu Qiu grabbed the long sword on the table and asked with a smile: "How to get to the dirty street?"
Shopkeeper Fang's eyes narrowed.
He looked Chu Qiu up and down, as if trying to see through him.
Then he paused for a moment, lit his cigarette pot, and said calmly: "Go west and walk all the way. Where you see the gangsters blocking the road, it's a dirty street."
Chu Qiu nodded and said, "I'll keep the two donkeys with you. I'll come as soon as I go."
He turned around and walked out, but heard Shopkeeper Fang say quietly: "The tiger in Dirty Street has average skills. He has practiced for half his life and has never touched the threshold of entry. But there is a ninth-grade guard beside him. That little bit of true energy you have cultivated. , may not be his opponent.”
Shopkeeper Fang took a sip of tea and continued: "From now on, you will be a member of the Supervision Department. If you want to avoid future troubles, take your time."
Chu Qiu stopped and turned to look at the old man.
Mainly because I was surprised that he could see his true nature.
I just added some vitality, and now you see through it?
Previously, I just suspected that Old Man Fang was a master.
Now it seems that he is really a master?
But Chu Qiu smiled slightly and said, "I'm not trying to kill his guards."
After saying that, he stepped out of the inn door.
Whoosh!
Suddenly there was a sound of breaking through the air behind me.
Chu Qiu immediately dodged sideways and grabbed the objects flying from behind.
It was actually an umbrella.
Shopkeeper Fang's voice came faintly: "It's going to rain, take your umbrella with you."
Chu Qiu glanced at the umbrella in his hand, then looked up again.
The sky was overcast and gray, and there was a strong possibility that a storm was coming.
"That's fine." Chu Qiu smiled, held up an umbrella, and stepped out, "It's the perfect weather to get rid of the weeds."
