Bamboo and wood draw the side door of the bureau.

The Zhumu Pumping Bureau can be described as heavily guarded, and more than 200 stout men are guarding outside the wall, even on the wall, there are patrols inside the door staring and peeping, and it seems that even a sparrow can't fly out.

But such a guard is all about fiction at the moment.

When a thin man came running from afar, one of the officials who was squatting on the wall immediately looked around, and seeing that no one noticed this, he immediately motioned to the people below to quickly open the door, and when the man quickly ran in, he closed it breathlessly.

In response, the man who ran in just rushed in with his head down, muttering something in his mouth. So much so that it seemed that someone behind him was shouting loudly and he didn't even notice.

Seeing this, the official who had just climbed down from the wall stomped his foot fiercely, pulled his legs and charged them up, and accelerated twice, before he caught up with the man, panting as he ran: "Mr. Fan, Lord Liu and Master Chu are in the back hall. ”

It turned out that this man was Chu Lushan's staff, Fan Wenju!

Hearing what this official said, Fan Wenju suddenly hurriedly stopped his pace, panting and complaining: "Why didn't you say it earlier!" Lead the way! ”

The official suddenly said aggrievedly: "Didn't Mr. Fan also say to the little one......

"I said, you didn't pay attention to me just now......" There was another sentence, and the official didn't dare to say it.

Hearing this, Fan Wenju seemed to remember that he hadn't paid attention just now, and he was suddenly choked up speechless, and after a long time, he ran away again: "Don't talk nonsense, don't lead the way quickly!" ”

The official was even more aggrieved: "This is the road...... The little one just said ...... to the gentleman."

"You...... You ......" Fan Wenju was even more choked and couldn't even breathe. finally calmed down, simply stopped paying attention to this angry little official, ran away, and finally saw Chu Lushan and Liu Pei leisurely drinking tea in the back hall after a dozen breaths.

As soon as he saw the two of them, Fan Wenju immediately shouted: "My lord, it's a big deal, it's a big deal!" ”

"What's the matter?" Seeing that his staff members were so uncontrollable, Chu Lushan stared at Fan Wenju impatiently.

Liu Pei on the side also looked displeased.

But Liu Pei's expression didn't last long.

Liu Jitong, the auditor of the Zhumu Pumping Bureau, also ran over with a panicked face: "It's a big deal, Qin Xia has killed him!" ”

"How is that possible!" Liu Pei immediately stood up: "Didn't Hou Fangyu just go to Qin Xia's trouble?" How could it be so quick to kill again? ”

At this moment, Fan Wenju gasped, slowed down, and continued: "It's that Hou Fangyu is too incompetent, and he was snatched by Qin Xia in just a few words, and he was bewitched by Qin Xia, and now he is killing someone again!" ”

Hearing this, Liu Pei and Chu Lushan were all stunned: "Hou Fangyu's waste!" ”

But no matter how much they scolded Hou Fangyu, it couldn't benefit the situation, and as soon as they thought of this, the two ran out one after another.

At this moment, when I heard it, there was indeed a dense sound of footsteps outside the wall.

On the wall of the bamboo and wood pumping substation, many patrol officers of the bamboo and wood pumping substation rode on the wall to watch.

The crowds outside have receded. Only Liu Yongquan, who had a Wanquan firm, was left with more than 200 stout men outside.

As for the other disgruntled merchants, they all set their eyes on a young man dressed in plain clothes. This person is Zhu Cihong.

At this moment, there is a sea of people in front of the bamboo and wood drawing bureau, crowded with people, and countless discussions have sounded. The situation on the scene has begun to gradually unify at some point.

"I see. It turned out that Lord Qin Xia wanted to collect the ship's materials and bamboo and wood together, so as not to ask for bribes from corrupt officials and corrupt officials. But this bamboo and wood draw up and down...... Not happy! ”

"Lord Qin Xia's move is really good governance, just this one, not to mention how much money we have saved. If I can walk in front of those peeling officials, I will obey Lord Qin Xia for a while. But I'm afraid I'm going to lose a lot of silver, right? ”

"Not really...... Hey, just block our water gate and force Lord Qin Xia to give in. ”

"This bamboo and wood draw up and down, it's not a thing!"

"Kill a thousand knives, there are corrupt officials and corrupt officials from top to bottom of this bamboo and wood pumping bureau......"

"yes, yes......"

……

"Huhu...... Master Yan...... Look, how do I mean that? Actually, I ...... I really didn't sell prohibited items......" Zhang Xiaonan was sweating.

After a while, Luo Da also retreated into the dark, looked at Luo Da with a chuckle on his face and said, "I also have a dry mouth...... Master Yan, if you are not satisfied, I will drink saliva and gasp for breath...... Go up again! ”

"No need...... Adults are coming. After Yan Wei finished speaking, his expression suddenly became solemn, and he looked at Zhu Cihong, who was leading more than a hundred people to run over again, and sighed in his heart.

Officials throughout the ages have regarded the gathering of the people as a source of trouble. Only Lord Qin Xia, who is in charge of our tax division, has such a strong organizational ability...... can have such a powerful heart and means to stabilize this sky-high situation in the palm of his hand.

If Zhu Cihong knew the admiration in Yan Wei's heart, he would definitely be extremely disapproving.

For Zhu Cihong, who hides a modern soul in his past life, how can he mix in the company without any organizational skills? Moreover, in the hierarchical Ming Dynasty, an official body is equal to a shock aura, coupled with a little sharp eloquence, he can't suppress a group of dirt buns, and Zhu Cihong is blind to the accumulation of these two lives.

At this moment, Zhu Cihong was naturally not complaining about anything.

He searched for a familiar figure in the crowd.

And this person is the old seventeen who quietly disappeared all day.

I don't know if it's Zhu Cihong's eyesight that is exceptionally good, or the brave aura of Lao Seventeen, even in the crowd in the dark, still makes Zhu Cihong quickly distinguish.

When Zhu Cihong's eyes fell on the old seventeen in front of several boats on the riverbank, the old seventeen hugged his chest with his right hand and bowed slightly.

Seeing this, Zhu Cihong chuckled lightly and walked out of the crowd surrounding him with his hands behind his back.

At this moment, there are no other merchants and shipowners in the Zhumu Pumping Bureau, and they dare to surround it anymore.

Liu Yongquan, who had already heard something wrong from the crowd's discussions, frowned, and made a group of subordinates who were originally sitting lazily on the ground stand up one after another.

And Liu Yongquan was holding a big knife in his chest with both hands, and the scar on his face twitched over and over again because of his frowning, like a live centipede.

Zhu Cihong seemed to have found a fun toy, staring at the scar on Liu Yongquan's face with a smile. Then, Zhu Cihong stepped in and stood ten steps away from the gate of the Zhumu Drawing Bureau. After a while, a soft shout sounded: "Qin Xia, the director of the Linqing Tax Division of the Ministry of Household Affairs." Bamboo and wood draw up and down, don't even have a person who understands etiquette? Don't let Liu Pei come out to see each other yet! ”