Chapter 98 Liu Gao: It’s my turn to be the bad official (35)

Promoted to eighth-rank military commander.

Not to mention Wu Song was dumbfounded, even Cao Jie felt that there might be something wrong with the brain of Qingzhou prefect Murong Yanda.

Wu Song was upset a few days ago, but just a few days later, a big pie was thrown in his face.

Is this what they call "a beating followed by a sweet reward"?
But he didn't win people's hearts either!
It's really confusing.

Wu Song threw the transfer order on the table and said with a tangled expression:
"Brother, that bastard official promoted me, but he didn't give me food and money, nor did he equip me with weapons. Of the 3,000 soldiers, 2,200 are working for him in the city, and I have to recruit the remaining 800 myself. What kind of military commander is this?"

"Brother, just having this title is enough. It's an eighth-rank title! You have control over 800 people, which is already a lot. You also have the power to mobilize and command them."

Although Qingzhou Prefecture did not allocate food or wages and everything was self-sufficient, Cao Jie was so poor that he only had money left!

If the 800 soldiers were trained into elite troops and controlled by them, Qingzhou would truly have the final say.

Of course, with just one transfer order from the imperial court, Wu Song could be stripped of all his official positions.

If you think about it carefully, it is safer to keep soldiers in the mountains, because that is the real power that belongs to you.

No matter what, Wu Song's promotion is something worth celebrating.

But Qingfeng Village could not be lost. Soon, Cao Jie called Hua Rong and said straight to the point: "Brother Hua Rong, Wu Song has been promoted to the military commander. I am going to plan for you the location of Qingfeng Village."

"what?!"

Hua Rong is also numb!

I have worked so hard in Qingfeng Village for many years, but I have only been promoted to Wuzhizhai. I am not even an official, just a clerk.

Wu Erlang had only been in office for a few days when he became the eighth-rank military commander.

It’s true, comparing yourself to others will make you feel thief!
"Brother Hua Rong, I will try my best no matter if it succeeds or not. Wu Song is going to Qingzhou Prefecture to take up his post, so you have to keep an eye on Qingfeng Village."

"Brother, Hua Rong knows what to do. Even if a new Zhizhai comes, there is no way he can take away two hundred combat soldiers and four hundred auxiliary soldiers from me."

"Okay! Brother Hua Rong, leave the rest to me..."

How does it work?

Cao Jie took a two-pronged approach. On the one hand, he sent someone to inform Wu Yong to go see County Magistrate Shi and continue spending money to buy an official position; on the other hand, he thought of Madam Li.

Zhao Mingcheng is the prefect of Zibo Prefecture. If Hua Rong can be promoted through his recommendation... although the chances are slim, it's still a good idea to try. Maybe it will work.

As for how to gain Mrs. Li's trust? Of course, it was to write poetry.

Once you become a pen pal, you can write stories.

For example, he met with disaster in Qingfeng Mountain and was almost eaten by bandits. If Hua Rong, the Wuzhizhai of Qingfeng Village, had not intervened, he would have been dead... He praised Hua Rong to the sky and attached a wonderful poem at the end.

This caught Mrs. Li's eye.

Then just wait for Madam Li to persuade him.

After finishing the poem, Cao Jie shook his head and felt that buying an official position was more reliable.

An official position bought with real money will make you feel at ease and comfortable in the job.

On this day, at Zhao's Mansion in Qingzhou, Wu Song handed a letter to the doorman, explained the reason, and went to take up his post.

Outside the Zhao Mansion's cool pavilion, there are green trees and gurgling springs. As the weather gets warmer, a Xiangfei bamboo couch is placed in the pavilion, with a pair of bamboo clogs under it.

Mrs. Li was wearing a light green double-breasted blouse and lying lazily on the couch, with a pair of beautiful feet as crystal clear as crystal exposed.

She slowly unfolded the letter and saw two lines of words:

If life could only be like the first time we met, why would the autumn wind make the fan sad? Suddenly, a beam of lightning struck her heart, causing her plump body to tremble slightly. Madam Li was stunned for a long time before finally coming to her senses. She slowly stood up, muttering, "It's easy to change the hearts of old friends, but it's said that the hearts of old friends are easy to change..."

"Zhao Lang! Is it you who changed your mind, or me?"

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Another person who changed his mind was Liu Gao.

Ever since he was rescued from the Qingfeng Mountain prison and returned home, he seemed like a different person and had no appetite.

He wasn't even interested in touching his beautiful and charming little wife.

That day, the father-in-law, Mr. Wang, came back excitedly and laughed, "My dear son-in-law, my dear son-in-law! The official position I bought for you last year has finally been realized. Tomorrow, you will take up the post and become the master of Qingfeng Village."

Liu Gao's face was abnormally pale, and he said weakly: "If Wu Song is the chief of the camp, what position should I take as the master?"

"My dear son-in-law, don't you know? Wu Song has been promoted to the position of the military commander of Qingzhou Prefecture, so the position of Zhizhai is now vacant. It's your turn now!"

"Ha ha ha ha……"

Liu Gao's pupils dilated and he laughed crazily: "It's finally my turn to take on this position of dog official."

The father-in-law frowned slightly and said, "My dear son-in-law, how can you say he is a dog official?"

"To extort money from the people and exploit them is nothing but a dog official." Liu Gao licked his lips and showed a cruel expression: "Finally it's my turn to be a dog official! Father-in-law, just wait and enjoy your life!"

"My dear son-in-law, if you and my daughter enjoy happiness, then I will enjoy happiness as well. Hahahaha..."

The more Mr. Wang looked at his son-in-law, the more he felt that he was a talented person who could be a good official.

On the second day, Liu Gao took office and sat in the main seat in the Qingfengzhai camp.

"Hey! Hua Rong, why don't you bow to me?"

Hua Rong suppressed his anger and did not argue with him, but the more he looked at him, the more he looked like a dead man.

Power can fuel people's ambitions. People like Liu Gao have no bottom line when they become bad.

As soon as he took office, he started clamoring to suppress bandits, which required money.

Wu Song just came to donate grain, that was really to suppress bandits.

Liu Gao didn't fight any bandits at all; he was openly extorting money and food.

Others were unwilling to donate, and he did not have the power to control the situation, so he ordered the soldiers to fight. There were always a few soldiers in the village who wanted to attach themselves to the new leader of the village.

As a result, a farce of chaos broke out in Qingfeng Village.

For several days in a row, Liu Gao, the chief of the village, made trouble in the entire Qingfeng village. After all, he was an official, and the small manor owners did not dare to offend him. They could only give him money and food to avoid disaster.

But once the greedy beast is let loose, there is no way to put it back.

If you want ten shi today and ten guan tomorrow, even the richest small landlord will go bankrupt!

So, the small landlords all turned to the bandits. They found that the new bandits in Qingfeng Mountain were indeed reasonable. Not only did they not eat people, they also did not rob their property. They were willing to do business with the villagers and exchange what they had with them.

Cao Jie originally wanted to kill Liu Gao directly, but after seeing this scene, he decided to give Liu Gao some more time and let him continue to cause trouble and bully his neighbors.

With Liu Gao as a strong helper, there is no need to worry about not winning people's hearts.

With the people's will and public expectations, the road ahead will be wider and smoother.

(End of this chapter)