Royal Gold Medal County Magistrate

Once again, Meng Weimin's brain was thoroughly washed, and he was led to fantasize about a wonderful life.

Seeing that the time was right, Fang Zheng waved his sleeve and dismissed Meng Weimin, who was still immersed in joy.

After he had walked far away, a figure flashed out from another room in the barracks and stood before Fang Zheng.

The person was Qian Desheng, who had been eavesdropping in the next room for a long time.

Fang Zheng gestured for him to sit down and asked, "Lao Qian, what do you think of that man just now?"

Qian Desheng said, "He's just an ordinary petty person. I don't know what instructions you have, sir."

"The Embroidered Uniform Guard is currently in need of manpower. We must take care of both face and substance. There will inevitably be some dirty work in the imperial prison. From now on, you will arrange it for me."

"Meng Weimin can be considered practice for you. I don't know if you are confident?"

Qian Desheng immediately beamed with joy. Finally, it's my turn to show my talents!?

Thinking of this, the wrinkles on his face blossomed a lot, and he said proudly, "Please rest assured, sir. I can handle such a trivial matter with ease. I just don't know what specific arrangements you have?"

Fang Zheng smiled and handed over the contract in his hand: "It's very simple. Elaborate on the content above and teach him how to be a gentleman."

"His elderly mother, as well as his wife and children, must be properly settled. Also, send a few people to monitor them closely, but be careful not to disturb their lives."

"If people like Meng Weimin gain even a little power, who knows what kind of trouble they will cause."

"In addition, arrange a wife for Meng Weimin."

Qian Desheng hurriedly asked, "What kind of woman?"

"Hmm... a peasant girl, honest and simple, a little ugly, preferably the kind that no one wants to marry, the worse the family conditions, the better. But the situation must be explained to her clearly, and it must be voluntary and not forced."

Speaking of this, Fang Zheng suddenly had a flash of inspiration, "Oh, I think Ru Yun is good. She's almost forty and still unmarried."

"Who is Ru Yun?"

"That old woman who serves food in the newspaper cafeteria."

"Uh....." A big question mark popped up in Qian Desheng's mind, and he tentatively asked, "Sir, didn't you say you wanted him to have wealth and glory? Why are you looking for an old woman to marry him?"

Fang Zheng looked up and sighed: "Oh, this is no ordinary old woman. She is Meng Weimin's childhood sweetheart and neighbor. Meng Weimin and she were poor since childhood, and the two depended on each other. Eventually, he rose to prominence and joined the Embroidered Uniform Guard. A man should not abandon his wife who shared his hardships. Even though he is successful, he has never forgotten his old love. The two will live a life of respect and harmony. Do you understand?"

Qian Desheng grinned and nodded repeatedly: "Understood! Understood! Then... what if he wants to take a concubine?"

"Then castrate him." Fang Zheng said expressionlessly, "The image of a devoted lover cannot be broken. Even though having three wives and four concubines is normal ethics, being faithful from beginning to end is the highest morality for both men and women. Otherwise, how can he be called a gentleman? Follow this line of thought and arrange it for me."

"Okay! This old servant will go and arrange it. This kind of trivial matter is a piece of cake!" Qian Desheng excitedly wanted to leave.

Isn't it just torturing people? This old man may not be good at anything else, but his torturing skills are top-notch!

Just as he got up, Fang Zheng stopped him and said, "Wait a minute. You may not be able to arrange everything properly alone. Go back to the county and ask Master Wu to redesign a set of clothing for the Embroidered Uniform Guard, all in pure white."

"It should give people a sense of righteousness when worn! Especially Meng Weimin. Also, get him some perfume... the kind with a faint bamboo fragrance."

"Let him enjoy these few days first, and train him well. We'll use courtesy before force!"

......

Meng Weimin's recent days have been extremely comfortable.

Ever since he signed the contract with Fang Zheng, he still had a dreamlike feeling after returning to the training ground.

A deep sense of unreality filled his heart, followed by unease.

He vaguely had a feeling that he had fallen into a conspiracy.

However, the next day, all his worries were dispelled!

The dormitory that originally housed ten people was changed to a single room, and the space was extremely large and fully furnished.

A large bed, a study, high-end writing brushes, ink, paper, and inkstones - everything was like the life in his dreams!

More importantly, a very eloquent and always smiling personal butler was assigned to him.

Three meals a day were successfully upgraded from large portions of meat to luxurious abalone, ginseng, shark fin, and fish maw.

Looking at the clear glass mirror in the room, Meng Weimin often thanked his parents for giving him a handsome face!

Master Fang clearly regarded him as the face of the Embroidered Uniform Guard, otherwise, would he have received such treatment?

The only flaw was that training was still required, and the amount of training was very large.

Although he didn't have to train with others, this separate, specialized training seemed even more arduous.

After the routine daily training, an old man constantly helped him adjust his walking gait and posture.

At the same time, he was required to take two baths a day, and the clothes on his body could not have any stains or odors.

Even his speech and expression management were meticulously managed. He always had to speak softly and gently, while maintaining a gentle but polite smile on his face.

Of course, everything was within acceptable limits, and there were maids to serve him when he was tired at night!

Over the past few days, the mentality of a petty person who has gained power inevitably emerged.

Occasionally, when he saw the Embroidered Uniform Guards who had insulted him in the past at the training ground, Meng Weimin was tempted to teach them a lesson.

However, thinking of the way of the gentleman, he restrained himself.

After ten consecutive days, such days came to an end.

The initial training of the Embroidered Uniform Guard was completed, and manpower began to be distributed to various thousand-household offices in the capital.

Meng Weimin was very "lucky" to be assigned to the thousand-household office in the northern city.

Of course, Fang Zheng had already made arrangements in advance.

He could still have some say in the entire northern city, and the news was also sufficient and well-informed, because the scope of the Beacon Fire Gang had always been active in the northern city, although it was still slowly expanding outwards.

Under the wise leadership of Second Master Ji, the Beacon Fire Gang had completely and successfully transformed from a gangster organization into a property management company.

Because of good service and fair prices, the requirements put forward by the people are numerous, and even the business has faintly begun to develop towards a confinement center...

As for the thousand-household office, they already knew that Meng Weimin was a subordinate personally promoted by Fang Zheng, and no one dared to neglect him.

Thus... Meng Weimin entered a new workplace with satisfaction as a small flag officer.

Inside the thousand-household office, Meng Weimin looked at Qian Desheng and Wu Sheng in front of him and said with some astonishment, "You two, now that I have officially become an Embroidered Uniform Guard, are you still going to follow me?"

Qian Desheng still had a shallow smile on his face, and said calmly, "That's natural. Master Fang has ordered us to continue to assist you in your life and help you get into the state as soon as possible."

"Of course, you don't have to care about the two of us. Just do whatever you should do. We will give you pointers if you do something wrong."

"In addition, after you get off duty today, Master Fang has also prepared a special gift for you..."

Gift?

A huge sense of anticipation surged in Meng Weimin's chest.

If Master Fang is giving a gift, it must be a grand one!

"Pa!"

Before Meng Weimin could unfold his fantasy, Qian Desheng suddenly pulled out a small short whip from his sleeve and whipped it fiercely on Meng Weimin's waist!

He said in a cold voice, "A gentleman... must always remain calm."

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