I'm cultivating immortality in the game arena.

Chapter 207 Old Events on West Street
After leaving Shangsan Street, Zhang Jun and Brother Han bought a portion of steamed buns and headed to Jinlinwei's government office while eating.

There has been news about Zhang Jun for a long time.

After Zhang Jun announced his door, someone led Zhang Jun inside.

Passing through the lobby, an official wearing a Feiyu suit came towards him. When he saw Zhang Jun, his face lit up with joy.

"The lower official Qi Dongyang is the commander-in-chief of the Thirteenth Division. I want to pay my respects to Mr. Zhao."

Zhang Jun took a closer look and found out that this was the boss that Brother Han was talking about.

He was probably in his early forties, but his temples were already quite white.

On the way here, Brother Han had already told him about the rights and wrongs of the people here, especially the general leader.

This person is not bad in strength and has the sixth level of Qi Gathering.

Being the general manager is indeed a sign of humiliation.

However, with a mediocre background, he relied on merit all the way to become CEO, and that was the end of it.

After all, the Golden Scale Guards are declining more and more, and if they want to move up, it will be futile.

"Master Qi is too polite."

Zhang Jun nodded: "I'm new here and I'm not familiar with the road conditions. I'd better ask Mr. Qi to help lead the way."

"Sir, please."

Qi Dongyang wiped the sweat from his forehead without leaving a trace.

Don't mention how complicated the taste is.

A living god suddenly appeared under his hands. From last night to now, I haven't slept well all night.

Just imagine, you are the department manager of a company, and you have a new person under you, who brought in a business of tens of millions to the company overnight, and changed from an employee to your immediate boss. How do you feel? ?

Qi Dongyang can only accompany Smiley now to get closer to Zhang Jun.

The only good thing is that most of the governors are foreigners, so they probably won't stay in Yingtian Mansion.

Judging from the commander's intention, I guess he will be dispatched outside the country when winter comes next year.

While the two were talking, they came to the back hall.

The back hall of the Golden Scale Guard is not as spacious as imagined.

Zhang Jun walked into the door and felt his vision dim at first, and then saw many small statues of gods lined up on both sides.

For a moment, I felt like I had lost my sense of space. This place was obviously in the back hall of the government office, so it shouldn't be big, but I don't know why, but it always felt like it was endless.

Not far from the front, there are a total of confession cases made of red cedar wood with colored patterns. On each confession case, there are three animals of pigs, cattle and sheep, three birds of chickens, ducks, geese, and three fruits of pears and oranges.

In the brass incense burner in the middle of the confession case, a long incense stick stands upright, and white smoke curls up.

"Who is coming!"

Zhang Jun looked up and saw a person at the head of the main hall wearing a purple robe with a tiger embroidered on his body.

Zheng Sanpin!
There is only one third-grade Golden Scale Guard, and that is the Commander.

"The commander-in-chief, Mr. Jin, and the new governor, Mr. Zhao, are here to report on their duties."

Qi Dongyang's words on the side also confirmed Zhang Jun's suspicion. Qi Dongyang deliberately called him such a serious name to prevent Zhang Jun from recognizing the wrong person.

Zhang Jun nodded to Qi Dongyang and said, "Zhao Ju pays homage to you, sir."

"Hahaha, let me just say, those who come are extraordinary, and those who are ordinary are not here, so they are indeed outstanding people."

Jin Wucheng stepped forward and looked at Zhang Jun, his eyes narrowed into a thin line, and he hurriedly said: "Please sit down."

"Thank you sir."

Zhang Jun walked aside and sat down.

"Qi Dongyang, there has been a lot of commotion in the west recently. You should pay more attention to it recently. Next month is the national festival. Don't make any mistakes. If things are done well, we can all spend the winter safely. If we can't do it well, I'm afraid Jin Linwei's brand It’s about to be picked.”

Jin Wucheng turned his head and said to Qi Dongyang.

"Don't worry, sir. I will definitely send more people to this humble position, but..."

"It's just that, if you don't have enough manpower, you can transfer it from other departments. There are still three nails in the rotten ship. No matter how bad our Golden Scale Guard is, we won't be able to get even this little manpower."

Qi Dongyang's head was much lower.

As soon as he handed over his hand, he silently exited the back hall.

Zhang Jun saw all this in his eyes and knew very clearly in his heart that this was just for him.

Looking around, looking at the statues of gods in the hall and the incense candles on the altar table, Zhang Jun stood up and said, "If you have any difficulty, sir, just ask."

"There are no difficulties, but you have also heard that the West Street side is not peaceful recently. Qi Dongyang's strength is good, but this guy is a reckless man..."

Jin Wucheng said this, but Zhang Jun didn't understand what it meant. He could only stand up helplessly and said proactively:

"In this humble position, I am willing to go to West Street to share your worries."

"Okay, okay, our Golden Scale Guard has declined in recent years. We just lack talents like you. If you have any requests, feel free to ask. As long as I can do it, everything will be fine."

"I'm new here and I don't understand the rules in many places. Can you send someone from the Third Division to help me?"

"Who."

"Brother Han."

"Okay, Brother Han follows the rules, so it's best to have him around."

"Sir, Brother Han is the leader. Without the leader of the Third Division, I'm afraid it's not safe to be responsible for patrolling East Street. Can it be exchanged with other yamen? Otherwise, something goes wrong. I'm afraid I won't be able to feel sorry for Brother Han."

Jin Wucheng raised his eyebrows slightly. He originally thought that Zhao Ju was an upright person, but he didn't want to take a detour and get himself involved.

But he wouldn't take such a small thing to heart.

Jin Wucheng nodded and said: "This matter is simple. It is within your authority. You can just say hello to Qi Dongyang later."

"there's one more thing."

"What?" "I want to advance one year's salary to subsidize two colleagues who died in the line of duty."

Jin Wucheng turned around and looked at Zhang Jun, looking a little surprised, and nodded: "Okay, I will say hello to the financial secretary about this."

After Zhang Jun came out of the back hall, he found Qi Dongyang. After briefly explaining the matter, Qi Dongyang felt as if his burden had been lifted.

"In this case, I'll leave it to you to take care of West Street, sir."

"Individual matter."

"I will take you to the other courtyard first, and you will live there from now on."

"It's work."

Qi Dongyang took Zhang Jun to the other courtyard. There was a small courtyard and two rooms in and out. It was a little old but still quiet.

After finishing all these things, Zhang Jun asked someone to call Brother Han and briefly explain his affairs to Brother Han.

Brother Han's face turned green when he heard that he was going to West Street.

However, after hearing Zhang Jun say that the Third Division was asked to inspect the civilian alleys, Brother Han was slightly relieved.

"Is West Street dangerous?"

Zhang Jun looked at Brother Han.

"Well, 48 patrolling Golden Scale Guards died on West Street this year, and countless others died inside."

Brother Han looked at Zhang Jun: "That place used to be the site of the imperial prison. Too many people died, causing the ghosts and gods to punish it, and it turned into a strange place."

Brother Han felt a lingering fear when he talked about that time, even though he was not from that era.

Emperor Taizu massacred his ministers in his later years. In the case of Prime Minister Hu, he completely abolished the prime minister system, killed Prime Minister Hu's family and three clans, and beheaded 5000 people.

Dozens of princes and nobles had their homes confiscated and executed, and more than 3 people died as a result.

Later, in order to support the emperor's grandson to ascend to power, another 5000 people were killed.

At that time, there were countless people in the imperial prison.

Just the executioner's knife needs to be replaced every month.

Someone has calculated that more than 5400 people are killed every year, including children, women and children, and an average of 15 people are killed a day.

The sky near the prison is often blood red.

It would be good if the executioner could serve for a full year.

Sometimes within a few months, the executioner could not stand it anymore and committed suicide.

After the death of Emperor Taizu, the place became more and more strange, and a strange place actually formed.

Finally, the Celestial Master Longhushan came in person, set up a Dharma Realm, built a Taiping Street, and arranged an East Street beside it, inviting eight hundred gods to live there and suppressing the evil spirit of the West Street.

This is the origin of East and West Second Street.

"Every winter, the emperor sends his princes and grandsons to the West Street Festival. Winter comes very early this year, but the festival has not started yet. Strange crimes have occurred frequently over West Street recently, and more and more people have died. You can go there at this time. West Street, I’m afraid…”

Speaking of this, Brother Han looked at Zhang Jun with a strange look in his eyes.

But Zhang Jun didn't take it seriously, and instead grasped the key point of Brother Han's words.

"You said that the emperor sends his princes and grandsons to the West Street Festival every year?"

"Yes, in fact, the emperor should have done this in person, but..."

Brother Han didn't dare to say anything anymore, it would be taboo if he said it again.

Zhang Jun thought about it and estimated that the battle for the right to inherit the throne would involve this grand ceremony.

If you go to West Street now, you will be able to make plans in advance.

What to do if you guess wrong.

It doesn’t matter, just treat it as cultivation.

He asked Brother Han to go back and make good preparations, and then move in with him. There was a small house next to him that belonged to him.

As for Xijie, there is no need for him to worry, Zhang Jun has his own way to protect him.

When in danger, I really don’t want to throw it into the Qiankun bag.

With Zhang Jun's guarantee, Brother Han felt relieved and prepared to get up and go back to clean up.

Brother Han walked out of the door and returned to his residence not long after.

When they heard that there was no need to go to East Street anymore, everyone was relieved.

Although East Street is not too dangerous, it can't afford to spend money. Every day, the incense and fruit plates cost a small amount of money. The key is that every few days, a small sacrifice must be held. The cost of tea, wine, incense, candles, paper money, etc. is not a lot.

"By the way, Brother Han, I just heard that Mr. Zhao... Mr. Zhao has advanced a year's salary to supplement Lao Wang, Liu San."

"Ok!"

Brother Han was shocked: "Did you hear that right?"

"You can't be wrong. This matter has spread all over the world. Mr. Zhao is so benevolent and righteous that he didn't forget about us idiots after he was promoted."

"Isn't that right? Some people have been promoted and their biological fathers don't even bother to recognize them. Master Zhao can achieve this level. He is worthy of being a man who can kill evil gods. I'm convinced!"

Jiang Xiaodong gave a thumbs up. The bruises on his swollen face had not receded, and he felt a little awkward talking at this moment.

Brother Han glared at him fiercely: "You should learn more. It's very peaceful over there in Minxiang. They are all poor people. I won't do it anymore. If you cause any trouble again, I won't be able to save you." .”

Jiang Xiaodong immediately lowered his head and did not dare to speak.

Brother Han finished scolding Jiang Xiaodong, a useless relative, and told the others: "You guys should keep an eye on this matter. If anyone dares to touch this money, I will never end it with him."

The people understood.

Brother Han had some respect for Zhao Ju, and the knot in his heart disappeared. He waved his hands and told everyone to go to bed quickly. He packed his luggage and bedding and went to the small courtyard to live with Zhang Jun.

(End of this chapter)