Cultivating Immortals: I Can Save the Price

  Chapter 56 Guards Reserve

  The yamen officers arrived at their destination one after another, and the fat county magistrate has been waiting for a long time.

   In addition to welcoming the crowd, he mainly wanted to say some high-sounding polite words, but he only got scattered responses.

  Ren Qing's mouth twitched, and there was not even a jailer present. It seemed that the magistrate's status in the yamen was not high.

   Not to mention Song Zongwu, even Huang Ziwan didn't bother to pay attention to each other, maybe the fat county magistrate had already become accustomed to it.

  The fat county magistrate has been talking for a long time, and the actual reward is only after the mouth is dry, and each person can get at least dozens of taels of silver.

  Ren Qing's reward is slightly more, but it is not too exaggerated.

   Xiaowu and other white servants were promoted, and since then their duties can be inherited from the eldest son.

   The fat magistrate was still gushing.

  Ren Qing was a little helpless, but he had no choice but to be patient. It wasn't until half an hour later that the county magistrate was satisfied.

   Immediately, Ren Qing and the others went to Huo Gongtang.

   And Bo Feng and the Li brothers had already prepared a table of meals, and even bought a few jars of more expensive drinks.

  The firemen from Hexing Street were cleaning the courtyard on the side.

   It seems that while Ren Qing was away, Bo Feng took care of them.

   Bo Feng hurried up to meet him, and couldn't help but patted Xiao Wu on the shoulder: "I'm strong, I learned a lot from Ren Police, right?"

   "Of course, but almost..."

   Xiao Wu just wanted to say something, and suddenly realized that the jailer had asked not to disclose information, and quickly closed his mouth.

   "There is no safety in the city outside the city, as long as you can come back safely."

   Bo Feng sighed a little. He had followed the jailer out of the city several times, and every time he would die inexplicably.

   "Come here, sit down and eat first."

  Ren Qing couldn't wait to pick up a piece of crispy pork trotters, and immediately felt that his lips and teeth were fragrant.

  Although meat is indispensable in the wilderness, the water is barely enough, so it is all roasted and tired of eating.

   Bo Feng said with a smile: "If it's not enough, I'll ask Xiaozhu to make more."

   The fire workers on Hexing Street not far away cast a resentful look.

   Just letting you work and not eating, isn't that offending you, Bo Feng?

   Ren Qing did not rush to rest after he was full of wine and food, but planned to visit Butcher Zhang.

   As soon as he entered Sanxiang City, Ren Qing noticed that there were too many stalls all over the street.

  The Blood Dog Gang seems to be expanding blindly.

   But in Ren Qing's view, business is not very good, so there is something wrong with this behavior.

   He came to Butcher Zhang's residence. The original butcher shop has now been converted into a private residence, and the stewed pigs have been moved to another shop.

  Ren Qing knocked on the door but no one responded.

   He had to frown and wait for a long time, but Butcher Zhang still did not return.

  Ren Qing saw this and walked out of the alley, planning to let Bo Feng explore during the day to see if there was any change in the Blood Dog Gang.

   But he had just walked to the street, the passers-by around him were scattered, and only a few stalls selling brine were still standing.

   Ren Qing snorted coldly and stood on the spot with his arms around his chest.

   After a while, a group of blood dog gang members walked quickly towards his location, and the leader was Chen Ben.

   "Anyone, don't come..."

  Ren Qing blankly interrupted: "Is there anything you are looking for?"

  Chen Ben's footsteps paused slightly, as if he was facing a hungry wolf who was staring at him.

   It has only been a few days since Ren Qing brought him even more pressure.

   He couldn't help but asked cautiously: "I also know that you have just returned to Sanxiang City, Ren Cha, so I will wash the dust for you, and would you like to have a small gathering?"

   "I'm not free, and the jailer has a lot of things to do with me."

  Chen Ben was sweating coldly on his forehead. Since Ren Qing moved out of the jailer, he must be relying on him.

   I still remember that the Dharma Protector took care of him. If he found out that Ren Qing was involved with the jailer, he could not provoke the other party.

   He was unknowingly affected by Ren Qing's aura.

  Ren Qing asked neatly: "You should be doing the stew business, right?"

   The shock on Chen Ben's face flashed.

  Ren Qing suddenly had some guesses in his heart, and said without hesitation: "It seems that the formula has been leaked."

The   Xuegou Gang also leaked when they knew there was an internal problem, so they hurriedly increased their stalls so as not to be occupied by business.

  Chen Ben came to him more because he was instructed by the above, and wanted to use Ren Qing as a spearman to take the blame for the leak of the formula.

  Chen Ben said slightly hesitantly: "As long as the policeman has nothing to do, it's a lot of offense today."

   "Where is my uncle opening his mouth?"

  Chen Ben took a few steps back and said, "Treasurer Zhang went to buy goods all over the west of the city. We don't have the habit of crossing the river to demolish bridges..."

   "That's it, I'll go back first."

  Ren Qing doesn't want to get involved in the blood dog gang, even if there is no supply of pig's eyes, it's a big deal to collect other eyeballs.

   Now that Song Rong is dead, there is no need to worry too much.

   Like fish eye corns, you can also buy them in large quantities, but they are smaller and the effect is far less than pig eyes.

  Chen Ben watched Ren Qing walk away, and couldn't help thinking.

  This person is probably not very common, so there is no reason to offend him. As for the Dharma protector, he has to report it truthfully.

   He said to his subordinates: "Don't send people to stare at Zhang Dakou in the future, especially when Ren Qing appears, try to stay away."

  Ren Qing was still a little worried after returning to the fire hall, so he asked Li Mian to go to Butcher Zhang's shop to confirm the situation.

   Butcher Zhang greeted Li Mian with a face full of spring breeze, and the latter added a wave of pig eyes by the way.

   And in the next few days, the Blood Dog Gang did not continue to look for trouble.

  Ren Qing's lifespan increased steadily, feeling that the day of promotion to the ghost realm was approaching, and he couldn't help feeling urgency in his heart.

   At this time, Song Zongwu came to the door, in order to join the jailer.

   However, it was not as smooth as Ren Qing imagined. At present, there is no place for jailers in the yamen, and the next batch can only wait for next year.

   can be separated by a few months, and the variables in it are too large.

  Song Zongwu said solemnly: "Actually, there are reservists in the prison guards, which are similar to the duties of white servants, to fill the gap of the guards."

   "Senior Song, there are no drawbacks, right?"

   "The reserve is for the monks who are close to the jailer. There will definitely be a priority in the recruitment of the yamen."

   Ren Qing opened his mouth and asked, "Is it difficult to join the reservists?"

  Song Zongwu said with a smile: "If you want to compete with a few monks, it shouldn't be difficult with your strength, just go through the motions."

   Before Ren Qing thought about it for too long, Song Zongwu continued: "They are all cultivators trained by gangs, and I am afraid of offending these people?"

  Ren Qing asked cautiously, "Why do I feel that there is something secret inside?"

   Song Zong replied without a smile, "Actually, the gang doesn't take the initiative to compete for the reserve positions, it's just a request from the yamen."

  Ren Qing suddenly realized.

  The gang will be controlled by all parties, how can there be a jailer who is comfortable, and the resources of the jailer are comparable to those of the gang.

   To put it bluntly, the gang was afraid that they would not be able to keep the monks, but they could not afford to offend the jailer, so the people who competed for the reserve positions should be people who were not loved or loved by grandma and uncle.

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