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Guards Department

Ever since Shen Jinmo returned to the Imperial Guards Department in good health, he has been appointed as the captain of Team Ten. In other words, Shen Jinmo's words are the golden rule in these ten teams.

Before the people from other detachments crawled out of bed, these ten teams had already started training in the Imperial Guard Department.

Naturally, these lazy young men were unwilling at first, but thinking of the whip in Shen Jinmo's hand, they could only endure it silently.

But as the days went by, they got used to this kind of hard work, and also realized the benefits of having Shen Jinmo as captain.

Ever since the captain of Team 10 was changed, the people in Team 10 who did not have a strong background have never done the job of taking turns to take turns for others.

Although they were like little white rabbits seeing a tiger in front of Shen Jinmo, but since there were ten teams, each of them could be considered very proud.

After finishing today's training, Shen Jinmo walked around the guards who stood upright in the wind and snow, and then pointed to the new guard who had just arrived: "What's your name?"

The person who was named stepped out of the team and knelt down in front of Shen Jinmo: "My name is Lu Chi, and I used to be the head of the escort agency."

"Yes." Shen Jinmo responded lightly, and Lu Chi rejoined the team: "From today on, you will take turns to be the deputy captains, and the city defense patrols will be led by the deputy captains in the future."

"Lu Chi will be the deputy captain today."

"Sir." As soon as Shen Jinmo finished speaking, a guard secretly raised his hand and smiled attentively: "Can it be my turn?"

"No." His expression was calm, but it left no room for doubt.

"I'm going to make it clear. Don't form cliques in the team. If I hear any rumors, those who are causing trouble, being wronged, or just watching the fun will all be whipped by me."

After these words fell, another guard knelt hurriedly, looking at Shen Jinmo with a mournful face: "Sir, this God's capital is full of dignitaries. If you are not here, how dare we patrol the city?"

The whip in his hand hit the blue bricks at the guard's feet, and the blue bricks were smashed into pieces, just like someone's head was smashed into pieces.

"Do you dare now?"

"Dare, dare, dare." A group of guards who were originally timid ran out of the Guards Department as if they were escaping for their lives.

Tian Ding was wearing the uniform of a third-rank military officer and carrying an angular bag, leaning against the door of Shen Jinmo's barracks.

Seeing that there was no one around, he secretly poked half of his head out with a slightly dry smile on his lips.

"Brother Wang Heng, can I come in?"

Shen Jinmo had been watching the group of people from the Imperial Guards Department training for such a long time. Today he finally had some quiet time, but suddenly he discovered that the noisiest person had arrived. Naturally, his mood was not very good.

But Tian Ding was not the kind of person who would act according to Shen Jinmo's expression. As long as Shen Jinmo didn't whip him, he would get close to him.

He put the package down, took out a folding fan from his arms, and fanned Shen Jinmo with cool breeze in this cold winter: "Brother Wang Heng, what do you think of my official uniform?"

Shen Jinmo didn't say anything, nor did he raise his eyes. Instead, he took out a storybook from his pocket and started flipping through it.

Shen Jinmo has now looked through all the gay stories that can be found in Luoan City, but after looking through them, he still cannot find a way to make Xie Nanxing get closer to him.

The Chinese New Year is just a month away, and Shen Jinmo is actually a little anxious.

"Brother Wang Heng, this third-rank official uniform is so heavy, I can't carry it at all."

In the first few days after Tian Ding was appointed as an official, he wore the third-rank military officer's uniform and rode a tall horse around Luo'an City for several laps. He was definitely very proud of himself.

But as the days went by, Tian Ding felt more and more that something was wrong.

The rank of this Imperial Guard was like a fake. Externally, the civil and military officials never looked at it in the eye, while internally, the nobles headed by Sun Zheng made things difficult for him every day.

In this Imperial Guard Division, rank is insignificant compared to family background.

Seeing that Shen Jinmo still ignored him, Tian Ding put the package on the table, opened it, picked up a book and handed it over: "My family is in business, and we have many connections. All the popular male romance books in the Great Xia Dynasty are here."

"Take a look, do you like it?" Tian Ding saw that Shen Jinmo did not reach out, so he directly opened the sketchbook: "There are pictures here, you can understand it at a glance, sister-in-law will definitely like it."

Shen Jinmo glanced at the picture of the couple hugging and kissing under the tree. His ears turned slightly red and he moved quickly, flipping through a few pages.

"Brother Wang Heng, please rest assured that I will never stop searching. I will send you anything fashionable in the future."

Shen Jinmo took up the bag that Tian Ding had put down and began to look at Tian Ding straight in the eye: "Xie Nanxing has been envious of your salary as a third-rank official for quite a while. What are you dissatisfied with?"

"Brother Wang Heng, the thing my family lacks the least is money." Tian Ding put his hands together and bowed to Shen Jinmo: "Sun Zheng picks on me every day, can you save me?"

Shen Jinmo looked at Tian Ding's bowing appearance, and his disgust was very obvious.

"Take your hand back, you look ugly like this."

When Xie Nanxing does the same action, it makes people feel soft-hearted. Of course, it’s not a problem with the action, but a problem with the person.

Seeing that Shen Jinmo was really disgusted, Tian Ding quickly hid his hands, picked up the fan again and fanned Shen Jinmo diligently, waiting for Shen Jinmo's instructions.

"Tian Ding, why do you want to join the Guard Department?"

"You just want to get a government job, don't you?" Tian Ding grinned. "Don't think I'm smart, but I'm really not good at studying for the imperial examination."

"Aren't you just messing around now?"

Shen Jinmo picked up the notebook on the table and flipped through it page by page.

I flipped through a few pages, found a trendy method, and started sketching it out with a pen.

The mood at this moment is completely different from that at the beginning of the year.

"When I was the captain of Team 10, at least I had something to do and could help others within my ability. I was really happy."

When talking about the past, the smile on Tian Ding's face became more genuine, the waving of his folding fan slowly stopped, and he sat loosely in the chair, looking very decadent.

It's as if work has drained all my energy.

"Look at me now. I am thinking about how to deal with the troubles of those noble families every day. It's so boring to be an official."

"These days I've started to consider whether I should accompany my parents to do business."

"If you don't have the strength to fight back, do something to get along with the group first." Shen Jinmo's hands did not stop flipping through the sketchbook, and he did this task with ease.

"If you don't care about ridicule and belittlement, then it means nothing."

Tian Ding's casual sitting posture suddenly became solemn, and his numb nerves became sensitive because of these words.

Looking up at the sun rising slowly outside the window, I asked, "What if the sun is not allowed to rise on this day?"

"Then hold the handle and change this day."

The book was closed and the man stood up, not paying much attention to Tian Ding who had just been enlightened.

Shen Jinmo was going to the dining hall to have breakfast. If he didn't eat on time, Xie Nanxing would be unhappy.