The court lackeys of the eight-hour workday

Chapter 4 Just kidding
"So I, the chief financial officer, came here to discuss business with you."

Jinyiwei had a total of ten thousand households, corresponding to ten regular thousand households. The thousand households of Jinyiwei were of the fifth rank. Logically speaking, Jinyiwei of Li Miao's level should have appeared in the cases of confiscation of property and extermination of families of high-ranking officials of the imperial court and local factions.

Someone like Yan Xiaosheng, to put it nicely, is the leader of the Beijing underworld, but to put it bluntly, he is just a white glove man. It is too much of an honor to let a thousand households handle it.

So when Yan Xiaosheng heard Li Miao say he wanted to talk business, his eyes lit up.

If the Jinyiwei came for him, he would be dead. But if they still cared about the people behind him and tried to make some concessions, they might be able to save his life.

Of course he doesn't want to die. If they can talk, they can bargain. Maybe even his life can be negotiated.

But Li Miao waved his hand and directly dispelled his plan: "Don't think too much, you will definitely die."

Yan Xiaosheng's eyes dimmed, and after a while he spoke, "We're going to die anyway, what's the point of talking?"

He had given up his fantasies by now and his words were no longer respectful.

As soon as Li Miao showed a flaw, he took action to subdue the tired-looking captain.

As long as the internal strength is cultivated to a certain level, the spirit will be full of energy, and the strength will continue to grow until the oil is exhausted, and it will not show fatigue easily. Seeing Li Miao's tired face, it is either that his strength is not good enough or his state is not right.

His martial arts skills are at the top level in the martial arts world. Maybe he can take Li Miao as a hostage and escape from the capital.

As long as he escapes from the capital, the sky is high and the sea is vast, he can find a place to hide, and after a dozen years, he can change his name and surname, and with his martial arts skills, he can still eat and drink well.

"Listen to me." Li Miao lowered his head and took a sip of wine without even looking at Yan Xiaosheng. It seemed that he was completely unaware that his muscles were tense and his Qi was running, ready to risk his life.

"We have some important business to attend to soon, and we are short of manpower. Those of us who usually stay in the capital will have to go down there for a visit."

"Before we leave, the commander wants to kill those who show up in the capital first, so that you won't cause any trouble after everyone else leaves."

"Yan Longtou, you are the most eye-catching one. But after checking, we found that you work for a lot of people. If some big shots are found during the house search, it will not look good."

"I just mentioned it, saying that it was up to you to do it, but you pushed me into talking to you."

At this point, Li Miao frowned, as if he was very dissatisfied with being sent here to do this. Seeing this, the guards behind him signaled to each other and smiled secretly.

Our own Qianhu is good at everything. He has strong abilities, high martial arts skills, and is good at both literature and martial arts.

He was only energetic for four hours a day. After that time, he looked like he hadn't slept for three days and couldn't open his eyes. He refused to do anything. If the commander hadn't spoken in person and smashed the tea bowl, I'm afraid even the governor wouldn't have been able to control him.

If it weren't for this laziness, he would have probably become a pacification commissioner or even a co-magistrate long ago.

"It's like this. I can let you live for three more days." Li Miao said to Yan Xiaosheng casually, "During these three days, you go and explain to your masters and give them the money they deserve. For the rest, find someone to pack it up and send it to us."

"This way, we don't have to bargain with your masters, and your masters don't have to worry about us digging something out. Isn't everyone happy?"

"Then what?" Yan Xiaosheng asked gritting his teeth.

"Then?" Li Miao glanced at him and said, "Then you die."

"Killed violently in your own home. Remember to die miserably, to scare those who haven't shown up yet, and to save me some effort."

"Fuck it." Yan Xiaosheng was so angry that he almost laughed. "You Eagle Claws are really not talkative. You take advantage of me. I have to commit suicide obediently, and I have to die miserably. What the hell do I want!?"

"You can leave five taels of silver for your unborn child, that's all." Li Miao spread his hands towards him.

With just this one sentence, Yan Xiaosheng's face froze instantly, but the next moment he looked at Li Miao strangely as if nothing had happened.

"I never had a family, and I never had any children."

"Didn't you buy a geisha last month? She's pregnant. Our people asked a doctor to check it out, and it's guaranteed to be accurate."

"If you die and we receive the money, we will give her five taels of silver and let her go." Li Miao said seriously.

Yan Xiaosheng was silent.

His expression kept changing, sometimes hesitant and sometimes crazy, but in the end, a hint of ruthlessness occupied his face.

"I'm going to your mother!"

He shouted loudly, and smashed the tabletop with his palms under the table, and hit Li Miao's chest hard!
What geisha, what child? As long as he can live, he can have any child in the future! ?

Now he has to rely on his martial arts skills that he has practiced for thirty years to earn a life! You must know that his reputation as "Iron Palm Maitreya" was also earned by the lives of many people!
At this moment, he glanced at the Jinyiwei standing nearby, guarding against them joining forces to save Zhao from Wei. But those people were watching his nose and nose, and they didn't even move, watching him approach Li Miao's chest with his hands.

Bang!
With a muffled sound, two palms landed on Li Miao's chest.

Teng Teng Teng!

However, Yan Xiao flew backwards violently, his feet constantly releasing force, and the bluestone slabs broke into pieces with every step. He did not stop until he reached the wall, and the wall he was leaning against was vibrating, and dust was falling down.

Wow!
Yan Xiaosheng opened his mouth and a mouthful of blood gushed out. When he raised his head and exposed his chest, he saw a fingerprint on his chest, more than an inch deep, which obviously broke his sternum.

But Yan Xiaosheng didn't even see Li Miao make a move!
At this time, not only Yan Xiaosheng, but also the remaining few heroes in the room showed expressions of horror.

Yan Xiaosheng's martial arts skills are first-rate in the martial arts world. Don't think that there are many masters of different ranks in the martial arts world. As long as they are first-rate masters, they are ranked among the best in a region at least by province. There are not many such people in the world.

These outlaws did not attack suddenly when the Jinyiwei sealed the door. They wanted to wait for Yan Xiaosheng to take action, and then they would attack together to have a greater chance of winning.

But in a flash, before they could even get up, the battle was over.

This couldn't even be considered a fight, but a naked crushing. He could easily break the sternum of a first-class master, and then he took a palm strike and knocked the opponent away. What kind of terrifying level of martial arts did this Jinyiwei captain who claimed to have been a clerk for twenty years reach! ?
Even for giants like Wudang and Shaolin, can their abbot and headmaster do it?

Then a young Jinyiwei snorted coldly, "Humph! How dare a mantis arm stop a chariot? Do you think that Jinyiwei Tiqie is searching the whole country, and apart from my captain, which captain can sit in the capital for twenty years?"

"As long as my Qianhu is here, even if there are 17 or 18 more lunatics like you, they won't be able to make any waves in this capital!"

"Stop, stop." Li Miao, who was patting his shirt on his chest, waved his hands and said, "Stop bragging. I'm just too lazy to go out in the sun and rain. My colleagues take care of me and don't let me get tired. What's with being a car and sitting still? You give me goose bumps just by talking about that."

After that, he bowed to Yan Xiaosheng and said, "My subordinates are just joking. Yan Longtou, please don't go out and say anything."

No one dared to take this as a joke.

Yan Xiaosheng coughed several times, spat out a mouthful of blood, and said dejectedly: "I have been hanging around in this capital for more than ten years, and I didn't even know there was a person like you."

"I have lived for more than 40 years in vain, thinking that I had made some achievements through my hard work every day. But after meeting you today, I realized that I was just a frog in a well."

He raised his hand and pointed at the sunken fingerprint on his chest: "This finger severed my heart meridian. With my skills, I can only survive for three days. Did you do this on purpose?"

"What a coincidence, what a coincidence." Li Miao said, with his hands in his sleeves.

Yan Xiaosheng was silent for a while before he said, "One hundred taels."

"Don't joke about five or ten taels. I don't want more. Give me a hundred taels so that he can have money to settle down, and I will do it."

At this time, he had no hope of survival, and his only wish was to leave a legacy, so his attitude softened. A dying person, who no longer had the desire to live, could talk about anything.

But Li Miao shook his head, obviously not joking: "Just five taels. Not a cent more."

"you!"

Yan Xiaosheng's face was filled with anger. He had been in business for many years, and a cup of tea cost him more than five taels of silver. When had he ever taken such a small amount of money seriously?
I think this Jinyiwei Qianhu is in a high position and has great power. He usually receives more tributes than him, and he won't care about the difference between 100 taels and 5 taels. Is this a deliberate humiliation for him?

"Didn't I just tell you that you run a brothel, sell leather, kidnap people, and force people to buy and sell."

"Not counting the ones you cheated and swindled, among those you bought with money, I found a number that is about mid-range." Li Miao spread his hands and said, "I didn't even count the children you forced to buy with a penny or two. I followed your rules, so don't say I bullied you."

"That's because your child wasn't born and didn't enjoy the blessing brought by your sins. Otherwise, I would have sold him to a brothel to be a pimp. The selling price would also be five taels of silver."

"Fair, right?"

"You!" Yan Xiaosheng wanted to point at Li Miao with trembling fingers, but his hand dropped down weakly when it was halfway raised.

"Okay. Just five taels." He lost his strength and slowly sat down against the wall.

"Deal!" Li Miao clapped his hands, stood up, and without even looking at Yan Xiaosheng, he walked out.

He walked up to the two unconscious thugs who had dumped the bodies and kicked them randomly, breaking their cervical vertebrae.

The two thugs lost their voice instantly, but it was a blessing that they died quickly.

The few outlaws in the house did not dare to resist and were locked up and escorted out by several Jinyiwei.

Li Miao put his hands in his sleeves, walked out of the door and came to the sedan chair.

The young Jinyiwei who had boasted about him quickly stepped forward and opened the curtain. Li Miao went in, closed his eyes and leaned back to rest.

Outside the sedan chair, the young Jinyiwei asked softly, "Captain, is the geisha really pregnant?"

"What's the matter? That Yan has done so many bad things that he has no children for decades. How could he be caught by chance?" Li Miao said with his eyes closed: "How can a person like him want to leave a family?"

The young Jinyiwei scratched his head and said with a silly smile: "Qian Hu, you have a solution. What about his geisha?"

Li Miao paused and said, "Let her go. When Yan's money arrives, take some out and use it to help her get a family. That way, she can be freed from the sea of suffering."

"Just give me one hundred taels."

"Hey." The young Jinyiwei agreed and raised his hand to signal the troops to set off back to the Zhenfu Division. But Li Miao opened the curtain of the sedan chair, and his tired face became more and more obvious. He was too lazy to open his eyes, and he leaned in the corner of the sedan chair and spoke lazily.

"Take your men back and report back. I'm going back to sleep."

"Ah? Captain, the commander is still waiting for you." The young Jinyiwei said in embarrassment.

"Who cares? I only do four hours of work a day. I paid for it with my life. The commander promised me this personally. I'm giving him face today."

"If he's unhappy, go under the paperweight on my desk and show him the note he signed that year."

As he spoke, Li Miao's voice gradually became lower and he said vaguely: "I only work eight hours a day."

He actually fell asleep directly.

The young Jinyiwei was helpless, but he also knew that as long as his captain fell asleep, even if firecrackers were set off next to his ears, he would not wake up. He had no choice but to tell the strong men carrying the sedan chair a few words and asked them to send Li Miao home.

He led a group of people back to the Pacification Office to be scolded.

All that was left was a few corpses and Yan Xiaosheng waiting to die in the brightly lit tavern.

(End of this chapter)