I, Dong Zhuo, love the people like a son

In this regard.

Shen Changqing is used to it.

Because this is the Ministry of Suppression, it is an organization that maintains the stability of Daqin. Its main responsibility is to kill monsters and monsters. Of course, there are also some other side jobs.

It can be said.

In the Demon Suppression Division, everyone had a lot of blood on their hands.

When a person is used to seeing life and death, he will become indifferent to many things.

When he first came to this world, Shen Changqing was a little uncomfortable, but over time he got used to it.

The town magic department is very big.

Those who can stay in the Town Demon Division are all powerful masters, or those who have the potential to become masters.

Shen Changqing belongs to the latter.

Among them, the Demon Suppression Division is divided into two occupations, one is the guardian envoy and the other is the demon slayer.

Anyone who enters the Demon Suppression Division starts from the lowest level of demon slayer.

Then he was promoted step by step, and finally he was expected to become a guardian envoy.

Shen Changqing's predecessor was a trainee slayer in the Demon Suppression Division, and he was also the lowest-ranked slayer.

Has the memory of the predecessor.

He is also very familiar with the environment of the Town Demon Division.

It didn't take too long, Shen Changqing stopped in front of an attic.

Different from other places full of chills in the Demon Suppression Division, the attic here seems to stand out from the crowd, showing a different tranquility in the bloody Suppression Demon Division.

At this time, the door to the attic was open, and occasionally people came in and out.

Shen Changqing just hesitated for a moment, then stepped inside.

Enter the attic.

Circumstances have changed in vain.

A burst of ink fragrance mixed with the faint smell of blood rushed towards his face, causing his brows to instinctively wrinkle, but then quickly stretched.

There is almost no way to clean the bloody smell on everyone in the Zhen Mosi.

Chapter 346 Swallow, you must be happy, Swallow!

"First, Xiangguo needs to go to the emperor to announce to the world, once again admitting that we are the imperial court..." Zhang Yan obviously came prepared and was well prepared.

Before he finished speaking, Old Dong had already interjected: "No problem, not only will the emperor announce it to the world, but I will also publish a statement in the mansion newspaper, how about it?"

Zhang Yan was a little stunned: Why do you feel that you are very skilled in this matter, you can't fix me...

After a moment of reaction, he nodded and continued: "Secondly, the salary and military salary that Xiangguo promised yesterday must be paid to me on time every year..."

"Every year?" Old Dong looked a little embarrassed, and said: "The imperial court's regulations here are to distribute Lumi in summer and autumn, and silk coins before the Spring Festival, three times a year."

Then he waved his hand again and said: "But since you have requested, it is not impossible for the old man to make an exception and let the meritorious service be distributed to you alone..."

"Three times a year?"

Zhang Yan was stunned: Although the total salary for one year remains the same, it feels different.One piece of happiness becomes three pieces, which is simply a super double.

At the same time, for Lao Dong, although this increased the workload of meritorious officials, it was also convenient for the imperial court to take this opportunity to monitor the states and counties. For the common people, the benefits outweighed the disadvantages.

"Prime Minister, Xiangguo doesn't need to make an exception, just, let's follow the imperial court's regulations..."

It is already summer now, Zhang Yan, who has always been decisive in killing, feels a little excited for some reason when he thinks that he will receive the imperial salary in another three months.

"Well, is there any request?" Old Dong asked again.

Zhang Yan pondered for a moment, and then said seriously: "The last request is that Xiangguo is responsible for taking over the old and weak women and children of Montenegro. The only way to get rid of this worry is to meet those thieves and bandits without distraction."

Hearing this, Old Dong's brows actually became tighter and tighter: "There is no need to say more about accepting old and weak women and children. This old man has been doing this all the time. It's just..."

"Just what?" Zhang Yan was obviously nervous.

"Recruiting those thieves and bandits, is it necessary to fight each other and kill them?"

After saying this, Zhang Yan looked back at the sky with a sneering expression, meaning: It's not dark yet, why are you daydreaming?

Although the power in the hands of those leaders is not as great as yours, most of them occupy the mountains and become kings, with more than a hundred thousand people under their command bowing their heads and obeying orders; some of them guard a corner alone and order tens of thousands of people...

The taste of power is known when you taste it.

Let these people obediently hand over the power in their hands, without paying the price of blood and fire, how could they give in and agree?

Even yourself, if you don't know how to judge the situation and think about your subordinates... you think I would come here and listen to your inexplicable words that are difficult to guess and understand?

Unexpectedly, Old Dong smiled and waved his hands to make the others retreat.

Then, he signaled Zhang Yan to come forward and said: "Yanzi, you have been the leader of the Black Mountain bandits in name for many years, how about you don't talk about friendship with the leaders, at least you are familiar with each other?"

"good."

"This time the old man came, they must be worried. As the nominal leader, it is normal for you to call them together to discuss?"

"Of course." Zhang Yan didn't understand at this time, with a puzzled expression.

"At the same time, you have also heard about the opinions of those leaders. Combined with your decision to publicly announce your submission to the imperial court, and see who they agree with and who opposes, you can clearly understand their attitude, right?"

"Well, then what?..."

Zhang Yan seemed to understand, with a dignified look on her face, but she wasn't sure if she was thinking the same as Old Dong, so it could only be considered that she didn't fully understand.

"Then, you won't be as indecisive as Xiang Yu, will you?"

"Hongmen Banquet?" Zhang Yan understood, thoroughly understood.

"That's right, as long as those leaders and die-hards are killed on the spot, their subordinates will be happy to submit to the imperial court, so what's the point of fighting each other and fighting to death?..."

Hearing this, Zhang Yan's expression was gloomy, and he was even a little cold: "The leaders of Montenegro mentioned by Xiangguo are all my dear relatives, friends, brothers and sisters. It is because of me that I can become the nominal leader of Montenegro. "

"Xiangguo wants to set up such a vicious Hongmen feast, and even kill chickens to make an example to monkeys. It is clear that I want to be that ungrateful and power-hungry person!"

"Oh?..." Old Dong was taken aback, and said, "Then what do you mean?"

Zhang Yan's eyes were fixed, and her tone was firm: "I have to pay more!"

Old Dong couldn't help laughing immediately, and said: "Don't worry, this old man has been blessed by God, the auspiciousness in Sizhou is constant, corn, potatoes, sweet potatoes, and pumpkins have brought a bumper crop; commerce and trade are popular outside Kyushu, and there is no shortage of wealth and trade; They also used cement to build canals, and the floodwaters were driven away..."

"The common people live and work in peace and contentment, and praise the wise leadership of the imperial court. Xiliang, Hanzhong, Yizhou, Jizhou, and Nanyang are in some chaos, intrigues all day long. Even though the Han Dynasty is in turmoil, the scenery here is unique!"

As he spoke, he patted his chest and said, "This old man can afford to add up to your little money."

......

Outside the lobby, Dian Wei had nothing to do.

Occasionally peeking inside, seeing Zhang Yan being stupefied and stared at by the old Dong, it is clearer that the old Dong will not have any safety problems.

Being bored, seeing Zhao Yun walking by, he couldn't help but said, "Zilong, what happened last night..."

Zhao Yun was taken aback for a moment, and then he understood: "Don't worry, I won't talk nonsense to anyone. There is... er, a special relationship between you and Xiangguo."

"A special relationship?" Dian Wei was taken aback for a moment, and then lost for some reason: "Oh...I'm afraid there will be no such chance in the future, Xiangguo's caring maid..."

"Bah, I'm not talking about that, I'm just asking if you have figured out Xiangguo's strategy last night?"

"What are you talking about..." Zhao Yun was stunned for a moment, and immediately lost interest, and said, "When I walked out of Xiangguo Gate, I had already figured it out."

"In an era of peace and prosperity, an upright and kind person is undoubtedly worthy of admiration. But in a world of chaos, a good person is not necessarily... It can even be said that it is doomed to fail."

"Why?" Dian Wei became interested now.

"Because a perfect good person has too many shackles, which are everywhere. In troubled times, we must break the previous shackles and do extraordinary things with extraordinary ways, so as to make the world stable again."

Zhao Yun smiled and said: "In short, to put an end to the chaos, we need to help the world by doing money. Good people don't like doing money, don't know how to do money, and don't know how to use it. How can they help the world?"

"What's more, Xiangguo's move is effective even though his sword is slanted, and he has never been proud of it, let alone provoked killings. He is dedicated to making the common people live and work in peace and contentment. This is enough to be called a generation. "

After finishing speaking, he saw Old Dong standing at the entrance of the lobby, looking at him in shock.

Zhao Yun was a little embarrassed by his stare, and saluted, "Master, Xiangguo, did your subordinates say something wrong?......"

"No, that's right, it's very good, very good..." Old Dong was actually just surprised, surprised at the fact that human beings' self-hypnotic suggestion ability is actually so strong.

He didn't say anything, Zhao Yun had already found such a complete reason for himself.

Hearing this, Zhao Yun looked at Zhang Yan again and asked, "Xiangguo, has the plan to pacify Montenegro been settled?"

"Okay, okay..." Old Dong smiled and nodded again, patted Zhang Yan on the shoulder and said, "It's not too late, this Swallow decided to return to Montenegro immediately, to put down the chaos as soon as possible, and then help the old man go west to Wei The Hangeul Festival at both ends of the Snake Mouse."

Zhang Yan was obviously also very satisfied with the outcome of the negotiation, she nodded and cupped her fists and said, "Xiangguo is honest and benevolent, and cares about everything. As a general in the court's peace, I should do my best to repay Xiangguo's favor!"

As he spoke, he called Zhang Damu, took his guards and a group of servants to gather food, grass, armor, money and silk, stepped onto the horse and was ready to set off immediately.

Seeing this scene, Old Dong seemed a little reluctant to leave, and smiled and said goodbye: "Will I see you again later?... Swallow, when we meet again, you should be happy, okay?"

Zhang Yan was taken aback for a moment, then suddenly became terrified, and began to urge the horse with a whip.

"Swallow, you want to be happy, you want to be happy, okay?... Be happy, be happy, your world is without me, it's okay, you want to be happy yourself."

Seeing Zhang Yan walking faster and further away, he finally couldn't help trotting to chase after him, calling out hoarsely: "Swallow, Swallow, Swallow, how can I live without you... Swallow!"

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"Brother Shen!"

"Ok!"

Shen Changqing was walking on the road, and when he met someone he knew, he would say hello or nod to each other.

But no matter who.

Everyone's face has no superfluous expressions, as if they are very indifferent to everything.

In this regard.

Shen Changqing is used to it.

Because this is the Ministry of Suppression, it is an organization that maintains the stability of Daqin. Its main responsibility is to kill monsters and monsters. Of course, there are also some other side jobs.

It can be said.

In the Demon Suppression Division, everyone had a lot of blood on their hands.

When a person is used to seeing life and death, he will become indifferent to many things.

When he first came to this world, Shen Changqing was a little uncomfortable, but over time he got used to it.

The town magic department is very big.

Those who can stay in the Town Demon Division are all powerful masters, or those who have the potential to become masters.

Shen Changqing belongs to the latter.

Among them, the Demon Suppression Division is divided into two occupations, one is the guardian envoy and the other is the demon slayer.

Anyone who enters the Demon Suppression Division starts from the lowest level of demon slayer.

Then he was promoted step by step, and finally he was expected to become a guardian envoy.

Shen Changqing's predecessor was a trainee slayer in the Demon Suppression Division, and he was also the lowest-ranked slayer.

Has the memory of the predecessor.

He is also very familiar with the environment of the Town Demon Division.

It didn't take too long, Shen Changqing stopped in front of an attic.

Different from other places full of chills in the Demon Suppression Division, the attic here seems to stand out from the crowd, showing a different tranquility in the bloody Suppression Demon Division.

At this time, the door to the attic was open, and occasionally people came in and out.

Shen Changqing just hesitated for a moment, then stepped inside.

Enter the attic.

Circumstances have changed in vain.

A burst of ink fragrance mixed with the faint smell of blood rushed towards his face, causing his brows to instinctively wrinkle, but then quickly stretched.

There is almost no way to clean the bloody smell on everyone in the Zhen Mosi.