Magic card gods

But Wei Yuan came to the yamen angrily and wanted to reveal the list of rewards.

Beside him, there were two government servants on duty drinking.

There were no appetizers or peanuts on the table for the two of them, so they drank a bit too much.

Seeing Wei Yuan reaching out to reveal the list, one of the young yamen servants immediately shouted: "Hey hey! What are you doing? Do you know what this is and just move around? You don't want to live, do you?"

In normal times, although the yamen servants are domineering, they will adhere to the habit of being cautious and careful, so that they will not yell at monks.

Because these days, there are quite a few monks who really have the means. Even if he wasn't a strange mage, he was still a hero in the green forest.

Yamen servants usually bully ordinary people, traders, and passers-by. If they really provoke hard stubble, it is not uncommon for them to be hacked to death in the street.

But now, it's not without peanuts, it's too high to drink!

"What's the matter? Want to reveal the list?" The young yamen servant looked Wei Yuan up and down, and saw that he was a young monk in his twenties.

He doesn't look like a capable man, and Wei Yuan's facial features are handsome and tough, even if he shaved his head, he is still a handsome guy (or if he shaved his head, he changed from a guy with thick eyebrows and big eyes to a handsome guy) , the yamen servant became angry.

The same sex repels each other, especially when you see someone who is prettier/handsome than you.

The yamen servant's attitude was even worse due to his alcoholism and disgust in his heart.

With squinted eyes, blushing from drinking, he stood still and swayed: "If you want to reveal the list, do you know the rules?"

"What rules?" Wei Yuan was already in a bad mood, and asked back with staring eyes.

After all, he was a monk who slaughtered millions of corpses, and his headshot was like eating an elbow. He was full of murderous aura, and his stare at him startled the yamen servant.

When the yamen servant reacted more, he became even angrier, "What's the rule? The rule is to take money! Why do you think cats and dogs can reveal this list! Five taels of silver! If you lose a penny, you will get out!"

The wages of the Yamen servants are given by the Yamen, not by the state.

Besides, the central court is becoming more and more useless now, without financial resources and influence. The money for normal water transportation and river regulation can't be paid out, so we have to negotiate with the big business gangs behind those high-ranking officials to join in. How can we have the ability to take care of these yamen servants?

The resident soldiers, regiments, and guards all over the country are all abandoned or controlled by local business gangs, and they still manage government servants?

And even if the local yamen pays some wages, it is very little.

For example, these three classes of yamen servants cost two taels of silver every month. In the place of Hangzhou, a person can drink wine and eat meat for at least a month. But raising a family is so hard!

Let's put it this way, a small house in a remote location in Hangzhou Fucheng, the lowest level without a yard, costs four to five hundred taels of silver.

For a farm family of three outside the city, the annual income ranges from five taels to ten taels.

It's just that in most cases, simply farming can't save money. It's okay if you don't get sick, but it's tough if you get sick.

And if the times are not good, you may have to borrow money to survive the bad times. If you are not good, you will change from a freeman to a tenant, or simply sell yourself into slavery in a catastrophe.

With the salary level of a yamen servant, you can probably save a set for 20 years without eating or drinking. If prices don't go up.

So, when will the housing prices be a mountain of pressure on the people!

The prefectural city of Hangzhou is full of flowers, but where it is more prosperous, the gap between the rich and the poor is so huge that it is unimaginable.

Even the yamen servants who are tall, high-class, and have status in the eyes of the poor can barely make ends meet in Hangzhou.

But it is impossible for a person to be suffocated to death by urine. Is it true that being a government servant intends to live in peace and happiness? Then why don't I go into seclusion and become a monk?

The way the servants come to pay is to eat and get cards!

Those shops on the street have to give a few taels of silver every month. As for the names, there are many, such as security fees, sanitation fees, patrol fees... those small vendors who enter the city to set up stalls can't escape, those who lead donkeys and carts charge carriage fees, and those who carry burdens collect road occupation fees...

There are also those who are involved in things, then they have to peel off the skin. It's okay, I have to do something to you!

Nowadays, because of these unexplained expenses, many people conduct simple trade outside the city.

Of course, it's not easy, because there are all kinds of rogues and strongmen encircling the land to collect money.

They organized a dozen or twenty experts to occupy a prosperous area, while running their own shops, buying and selling drinks and food, gambling and prostitutes, and paying protection fees at the same time!

It's like the "Happy Forest" where Wu Song drunk and beat Jiang Menshen in the Water Margin!

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Therefore, the unveiling of the list actually requires money.

In the morning, the fat monk secretly stuffed two taels of silver.

As for why the price has been raised to 5 taels at Wei Yuan's place, there's no way anyone will tell me that you don't like it!

"I'm killing evil for the people, exposing the list and exterminating demons, and yet I still have to give money?" Wei Yuan was about to be laughed out of anger.

Am I accepting a quest from the Adventurer's Guild in the western world? Is this a deposit or what?

The young yamen servant proudly raised his chin: "Nonsense! If you don't give money, let the grandpas drink the northwest wind? If you don't give me love, get out!"

Is it none of my business if the monster gets rid of it? Cash register is my job!

The old yamen servant who was drinking with the young yamen servant had a good drinking capacity, and he must have a much better temper when he was older.

Looking around with drunken eyes at this time, I feel Wei Yuan's imposing manner is extraordinary, and I feel a little timid in my heart, so I calmly said: "Hey, hey, if you have something to say, talk about it."

Then he said to Wei Yuan: "Monk, don't be angry. There's no way~ it's all the rules. Don't pay five taels, two taels of silver! Forget about the meaning. If you can get rid of that monster, we will be happy too, won't we? "

"No! Uncle Li..." The young yamen servant still wanted to argue, but the old yamen servant gave him a sideways look and had to give up angrily.

At this moment, Hou Yingxiong and the others caught up, followed by a large group of forty or fifty people watching the excitement.

The old yamen servant's face changed immediately, and he quickly straightened his hat. Bending over and arching his hands, he rushed out three steps at a time, but was stopped three steps away by the bodyguards beside Hou Yingxiong.

He ran after three steps away, and said flatteringly: "Hey, Master Yingxiong! What brought you here? If there is anything you need to say hello to, it's over... Do you want to report it?" Lord of the county government?"

As the saying goes: three lives of misfortune, magistrate attached to Guo; three lives of evil, attached to the provincial capital of Guo; full of evil, attached to Guo Jingcheng.

The provincial capital of Fuguo is probably equivalent to the current mayor of the provincial capital.

The mayors of others are the first and second bosses, but the mayors of provincial capitals are often quite aggrieved.

There are too many mother-in-laws on my head!

The magistrate of Yuhang County is the provincial capital of Fuguo, and it can be said that it is a difficult group.

The magistrate himself is the second son of a small local family, so he was assigned to be the local magistrate. Although it is said that there is no dominance of the county magistrates, parents and officials in other places, but there is not much to do, and it is considered leisure.

It's just that the status is a little worse.

The only son of the Hou family, who ranks in the top ten in Fucheng, has a much higher status than him.

Hou Yingxiong was impatient with the obsequious flattery of the old yamen servant, and waved his hand: "Get out, get out!"

"Hey!" The old yamen servant promised crisply, bent down to the end, and then retreated. At the same time, he wiped away his sweat and let out a sigh of relief. Dealing with the young master of such a big family, you don't want to be meritorious, but to be correct.

The gap between people will increase with the gap in status.

Not to mention the feudal society that is on the verge of collapse, even in the socialist celestial dynasty in Wei Yuan's previous life, didn't the young master of the Wang family scold the star named Lin who was playing with him like a dog when he was playing games?

It's not even as good as the dog raised by Young Master Wang! That dog even flies on a private jet!

There is also a company audition, where people line up to pick out various Internet celebrities, and change them one by one a month. She looks like the ancient emperor's draft girl!

Speaking of which, the word draft is very interesting.

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Hou Yingxiong caught up panting, "Master Wuji, wait for me."

Seeing Wei Yuan standing in front of the bulletin board holding his Zen stick and sneering, he asked cautiously, "What's wrong with you?"

"What's the matter? I was wondering where to get five taels of silver!"

Hou Yingxiong had a question mark on his face, and then he waved his hands, and the old horse beside him hurriedly took out an ingot of five taels of silver and handed it over with both hands.

Wei Yuan grabbed it and waved his hand, and the trembling young government servant not far away screamed "Ah" and fell to the ground.

Wei Yuan broke the bridge of his nose with a silver coin, and blood flowed all over his face.

Hou Yingxiong now knows what's going on!

Good guy! The collected money went to Master Wuji's head, and Master Wuji didn't pluck a single hair from his head!

These days, I have only seen him receive money, but I have never seen him spend money. If he asks for money, you are asking for your own death! Do you feel like you're head-scratching?

Because he was worried that Wei Yuan's Zen stick would blow the head of this turtle grandson, Hou Yingxiong quickly scolded: "Damn Li Liang! You blind thing, dare to take money from Master Wuji, are you still a human being?"

As he spoke, he shouted at the old yamen servant who was hiding behind him: "It's his time, and he still takes money. Tell the county magistrate to drive this bastard away!"

The old yamen servant nodded repeatedly, saying yes.

Eldest nephew, it's not Uncle Li, I won't help you, who made you unlucky and commit Tai Sui!

After your father left, I will be kind to you, so let my second son make up for you in the future!

The people who watched the fun behind them had a great time!

"What's the origin of that young little monk? My good fellow, the bastard's face was bloody when he threw his hand away!"

"Has the young master of the Hou family stopped talking? Master Wuji! It seems that he wants to expose the list and get rid of demons!"

"Hey! This grandson also has today! A few days ago, I splashed some water on his boots, and I was extorted two taels of silver! Pooh! I got retribution!"

"Just yesterday, a young daughter-in-law from out of town asked him to touch several of them in the name of searching for the murder weapon!"

"This grandson can't be a yamen servant now, and he will have a lot of jobs in the future!"

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After being made such a fuss, the time will be even later. Because of the monster cannibalism yesterday, the streets in the city were sparsely populated.

Hou Yingxiong advised Master Wuji: Let's go tomorrow! It's really not a good time to slay demons and demons. I'm going to call three top cards to put out the fire for the master, and I will go with the thirty or fifty people tomorrow!

In the end, Wei Yuan reluctantly agreed...of course not because of Hou Yingxiong's three popular top cards, but because A Suo said that he could go to the local Town God's Temple to ask about the situation.

The importance of intelligence to combat is naturally self-evident.

It would be ridiculous if he went out of the city aggressively tomorrow and found no sign of the monster for a whole day!

Therefore, Wei Yuan took advantage of the night to go to the Town God's Temple outside the city with chicken legs, Erha and Wukong...

Tickets and tickets cannot be generalized!