Chapter 5 Position Level
the next day.

Before dawn.

The gate of the Southern Forbidden Army camp slowly opened.

A column of imperial guards marched out to change guard.

The Daqian Imperial Guards were divided into two branches: the Southern Imperial Guards were mainly responsible for guarding the palace, and the Northern Imperial Guards were mainly responsible for guarding the capital.

The two armies each have their own responsibilities and check and balance each other.

Liang Jin belonged to the Southern Forbidden Army. He was armed with sharp weapons and followed the team forward, entering the palace to replace the night shift Forbidden Army.

After entering the palace, today's guarding tasks were divided layer by layer.

Liang Jin's superior, the account manager Wu Huan, received the task and called his men to make the assignment:
"The higher-ups have assigned us a task. Today we'll still be guarding our old location, Nanxun Palace!"

"Li Er and Wang Mao, you two go guard the palace gate."

"Lao Zhang and Xiao Zhao, you two go guard the back door."

"The remaining three, along with me and my deputy, are on routine patrol."

"As for Liang Jin, you should go back to your position and guard the intersection by the corner tower."

The surrounding imperial guards looked at Liang Jin with a hint of pity.

For many years, Liang Jin has been standing guard in the most remote corner, and has never changed.

The reason was simply that Liang Jin was unwilling to bribe his superiors.

The positions for guard and patrol in the palace also have their own rules.

The closer the position is to the emperor, the more valuable it is.

Perhaps by chance, you will be noticed by the emperor and rise to fame.

Secondly, it is a location close to the concubines in the palace.

The imperial harem was a restricted area, so the imperial guards were naturally not allowed to enter. However, when the concubines frequently entered and left the harem, if they could help out a little, they would receive many rewards.

There are also passages where princes and ministers enter the palace to meet the emperor, especially the palace gate, where you can often become familiar faces in front of the ministers.

If you want to stand guard and patrol in these good positions, you must satisfy your superiors.

Of course not everyone is motivated.

But even so, there are many soldiers willing to spend money, at least to fight for a position where they are not exposed to wind, sun and rain.

Liang Jin had always been unwilling to bribe his superiors, so his guard position was one of the worst, if not the worst.

If you stand guard in a place like this for your whole life, even if you do your job diligently, it will be difficult for you to get ahead.

Therefore, each position has a clearly marked price, and superiors openly accept bribes, but everyone is used to it.

The imperial guards had become so corrupt that it reflected the entire dynasty.

"I'll obey!"

After receiving the arrangements, everyone went to change shifts.

Liang Jin also turned and left.

Wu Huan stared at Liang Jin's back and spat:

"You don't know the rules, you don't know how to behave, wait and see how I'll deal with you in the future."

After Liang Jin changed shifts, he continued to stand guard.

Others dislike this position.

But he couldn't ask for it.

When Liang Jin was controlling his clone, he would occasionally become distracted.

And this place is quiet and deserted, so he won't be noticed.

He seemed to be standing straight, but his attention was already focused on the clone far away.

"The power of the sect is truly formidable. No wonder the Yellow Turban Army was able to sweep across the world during the late Han Dynasty."

Liang Jin is very satisfied with the progress of Juniu Township.

one day.

In just one day yesterday, Liang Jin's clone had completely become the true master of Lujiazhuang.

His words are even more useful than those of the owner Lu Tianxing.

Even after hearing the news, many people from nearby villages came to Lujiazhuang to beg for admission into the Taiping Dao.

Once the news spreads, more people will come to visit.

By then, the people and resources that Liang Jin's clone can control will reach a terrifying level.

The world is about to fall into chaos, and these are the capital for him to make a living in the future.

If troubled times come one day, Liang Jin will not be like a small boat in the storm, unable to support itself alone.

"Next, it's time to divide the ranks within the Taiping Dao."

"The more loyal one is, the faster he will recover."

"Those who fail to recover after a long period of treatment are not sincere in their hearts."

“Once people are divided into high and low groups, there will be cohesion.”

After a night of testing, Liang Jin's clone has produced results.

Once he drew the complete talisman and made it into talisman water, the plague would disappear immediately after people drank it, and even some old diseases could be cured.

However, if the talisman he drew was incomplete, the healing effect would be greatly reduced.

In this way, Liang Jin can make more people loyal to him.

The plague, Liang Jin will clear it out.

Liang Jin will save the patient. This is not just a simple system requirement.

Although Liang Jin himself did not live a good life, he just could not bear to see the suffering in the world.

He knew very well how destructive a plague could be in such an era.

Since Liang Jin has the ability, he will not sit idly by.

But how to rescue people and whether to set conditions for the rescue is up to Liang Jin himself to decide.

"Shhhhh..."

A young eunuch who was sweeping snow slowly walked over.

It was Zhao Bao.

"Brother Jin, has Xiaolian come today?"

Zhao Bao made sure that there was no one around before he walked over to ask.

Liang Jin shook his head.

Zhao Bao looked disappointed, then he lowered his voice and said:
"Brother Jin, I just heard the other imperial guards discussing you."

Liang Jin smiled slightly and said:

"Are you mocking me for not wanting to make progress?"

Zhao Bao didn't expect that Liang Jin actually knew about it.

This made Zhao Bao sigh inwardly. It seemed that Liang Jin was often ridiculed.

He gritted his teeth, took out five taels of silver from his sleeve and stuffed it into Liang Jin's hand:
"Brother Jin, my abilities are limited, so please don't despise me."

"Use this little money to pay respect to the account holder. Maybe you can get a better position."

The salary of low-level eunuchs is slightly higher than that of low-level imperial guards.

But since they were going to get stabbed, no one would feel unbalanced.

As a lowly eunuch at the bottom of society, it was not easy for Zhao Bao to come up with five taels of silver.

Liang Jin knew that Zhao Bao would use half of his monthly salary to honor his "master".

When a young eunuch first enters the palace, he must first worship an old eunuch as his master and learn the rules of the palace.

To put it nicely, it is to become a disciple, but in fact it means to work like a slave for the old eunuch.

If they were lucky enough to meet a kind old eunuch, he would give them some advice, but most old eunuchs were cold-hearted. After receiving the monthly tribute, they would beat or scold the young eunuchs.

It was not easy for Zhao Bao to not have a good master.

How could Liang Jin accept his money?
"Keep this money. You need it more than I do."

As soon as he saw the bruises that often appeared on Zhao Bao's body, he knew what kind of person Zhao Bao's master was.

At least no one beat or scolded Liang Jin all day long.

Zhao Bao still insisted:
"If Brother Jin becomes successful someday, I'll have to rely on you for my care."

"Brother Jin, don't refuse."

Zhao Bao entered the palace to become a eunuch because his family had all died and he had no one to rely on.

But since he met Liang Jin and Su Lian, he has regained the care of his family and regards them as his own.

That's why he was willing to do his best to help Liang Jin.

Liang Jin returned the silver:
"Listen to me, this silver is useless."

"Other people desperately strive for so-called advancement, but that's because they can't see through it."

If you were in an ordinary army, you might be able to rely on military achievements to get promoted and make money.

But the Imperial Guards are a very special army.

All official positions in the imperial guards were occupied by the children of aristocratic families and powerful people.

It's a matter of trust.

For those responsible for the emperor's safety, loyalty is the priority, not martial arts proficiency.

A person with great martial arts skills but no loyalty is absolutely not allowed to get close to the emperor.

The people the emperor trusts the most are naturally those whose interests are tied to his.

Liang Jin was an orphan with no background and no ties, and this identity meant that he would never be able to get promoted in the imperial guards.

No matter how much money you spend on "improvement", it is doomed to be in vain.

After Liang Jin explained the key points to Zhao Bao, Zhao Bao had no choice but to give up.

"Brother Jin, it's a pity that I couldn't help you."

Zhao Bao sighed.

He really didn't expect that Liang Jin's future was so bleak, even worse than himself, a eunuch.

Liang Jin smiled:
"Come to think of it, I actually have a favor I need your help with."

Zhao Bao replied seriously:

"Brother Jin, please speak!"

Liang Jin took out a handwritten copy from his pocket and handed it to Zhao Bao:

"Help me learn this martial art well."

Zhao Bao took the manuscript in confusion.

After looking for a while, he suddenly looked up.

That fair, beardless face revealed a deep sense of disbelief.

(End of this chapter)

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