However, Wang Tong recognized this person. The entourage who went to Macau with his father that day was just the lowest lieutenant named Zhang Shiqiang.

Zhang Shiqiang's family was originally a wealthy family in Tongzhou, so he used money to make up for the Jinyiwei. He thought that Zhang Shiqiang could give his family a helping support, but he didn't expect that the Zhang family was thieves after they came in. They were rushed in by the thief in the middle of the night. The whole family was killed and defeated in a sudden.

Without money or power, Zhang Shiqiang could only make a living in the Jinyiwei. He was always cautious and no one dared to offend him. He was even nicknamed "Fan Gua".

Zhang Shiqiang is actually very burly, but his waist and back are a little hunched at his early thirties. This is why he is so humble that he usually makes him feel much more humble.

Seeing Wang Zhui, Zhang Shiqiang hesitated clearly and stepped forward and whispered:

"Brother Wang, Lord Tian has sent your responsibilities in the morning to divide you into the hands of Lord Liu..."

"Mr. Liu, could it be Liu Xinyong, the chief bannerman!?"

There were only two of them outside the door of the house. When Wang Tong heard this, he was a little anxious. Liu Xinyong, the chief archdiocese, would inevitably have resentment. It is conceivable to have such a boss in the future.

Hearing Wang Tong's name in a bad tone, Zhang Shiqiang waved his hand in fear, pulled Wang Tong to the side of the road, complaining:

"Brother Wang, how can you call Lord Liu's name so directly? Besides, according to the rules, the sons and nephews belong to their parents. Lord Wang was also under Lord Liu's subordinates, so he should..."

Seeing Zhang Shiqiang's extremely worried look, Wang Tong was also discouraged. He still remembered that when he went to Macau, he called him "Uncle". Now this person calls him brothers. Be careful that he is like this, what's the use of complaining.

In terms of official business, you cannot bring it into personal relationships. Wang Tong, who is proficient in the workplace, naturally understood that he took a few deep breaths and clasped his fists and said to Zhang Shiqiang:

"Thank you, Brother Zhang, for your reminder. I don't know where I am going to go to the duty?"

Wang Tong asked a question, Zhang Shiqiang rubbed his hands, and he stammered for a long time before he said intermittently:

"Mr. Liu said, Brother Wang, please stay with me and wait for arrangements at any time, and you don't need to be on duty."

After saying this, Wang Tong's face suddenly became indifferent, but he was furious. Liu Xinyong and he had no grudges and grudges, and he was doing things too hard.

Left-behind and not on duty sounds like a waste of time, but in fact he is unable to make money. Wang Tong has a family background and has modern experience, so he naturally understands the routine.

The Jinyiwei's salary and silver are the same as other ward offices, but the same standard for food and money is the same, that is, the salary and silver that can be paid nine to ten months a year will be deducted from top to bottom, and the money and grain they get are not enough to live. However, the Jinyiwei has various key powers and does not need to pass through government offices at all levels to arrest and convict and imprison. Both officials and the people are afraid of it.

Since the Jingtai period, the Jinyiwei of the Capital began to send small flags, lieutenants, and strong men to take turns to the streets of the capital, called "study and investigation", and assisted Shuntian Prefecture and the Bingmasi to maintain public order.

In fact, we charge regular silver and money from shops, vendors and various industries, which are the so-called protection fees in later generations. This is quite rich. This is the most basic source of economic resources for the Jinyiwei.

As for the dispatch of various departments, as well as the general banner and above, there are naturally some people who take the initiative to respect or give them to their children, so they naturally don’t have to show up in public.

Zhang Shiqiang is more than twice as old as Wang Tong. He has never had any dealings before. He always thought that Wang Tong was just a child, but today he is not like this.

His behavior and words are completely like a man. When both parties communicate, they always feel oppressed.

He didn't know what to do, Wang Tong clenched his fists and let go, but his face was already filled with a smile. Tian Ronghao from Tian Fu took his money, but he also put him in the Jinyiwei and arranged for Zhang Shiqiang to wait outside, instead of his own servant, which means that both sides had cleared their minds.

It is also a rule for the sons and nephews to make up for the lack of their fathers. Why don’t Liu Xinyong think about it in his heart, but he can’t find any faults when he does it. If he doesn’t follow the distribution and wants to do something, he may just be in the mind of someone who is interested.

Since you have entered this system, stay there first and wait for the opportunity.

People who have been chaotic in the workplace naturally know this truth. Wang Tong has calmed down now, at least on the surface, and smiled with a fist:

"Brother Zhang, I have just joined the Jinyiwei. I don't know what the rules of this stay-behind are. Can you tell me?"

"What other constitution can I have? It's just to come here every day to click Mao, do what you have to do, and go back if you have nothing to do."

Wang Tong felt powerless. Isn’t this just hanging up the person? However, his expression did not change much, and he nodded with a smile.

The courtyard of the Jinyiwei Baihu is very deserted. People from all over the Jinyiwei go out to work. Ordinary people would rather take a long way than approach this place.

Tian Baihu's private house could not be entered, so the two of them stayed outside the yard until it was dark. They were working and lit up, but no one came back at night until Zhang Shiqiang called him back together.

When he first joined the company, the supervisor who disliked him did not arrange specific matters for him, so he took this book and sat in the corner for a day. It was really similar to that at that time. Wang Tong thought with a wry smile.

Although I was cold in the Jinyiwei, I went out early the next day to sign up for the Dao and walked on the road, but I could feel the difference from the past.

He was wearing a robe and a robe with an embroidered spring knife around his waist. His outfit was not eye-catching and not gorgeous, but every early pedestrian he met was full of awe and subconsciously avoided it.

This is the majesty of the Jinyiwei. The great power accumulated among civil and military officials and the people of the world since the Hongwu period, even people dare not look at it.

Wang Tong had never enjoyed such treatment in his own hands, whether in modern times or at this time. He unconsciously raised his chest and raised his head while walking on the road, and his whole body became much lighter.

This time he still went early, and there was no one in front of Tian Baihu's house. He stood there for a while before he walked out of the servant from yesterday.

Even though he had seen it, the servant didn't say hello, took out his tools, carried out the bucket of water, and swept it in front of the door.

Wearing a small hat in blue, she looked like a servant. She had white beards, white waist and back, and was quite old. She walked tremblingly with tools and water in the other.

Wang Tong hesitated there for a while, then stepped forward and said with a smile:

"Old man, I'll help you!"

The old servant turned his head and looked at Wang Tong with disdain. After seeing the childishness on Wang Tong's face, he said coldly:

"But do you want the young man to say anything to the Master of the Hundred Houses? Don't count on it. What a person the master of the Hundred Houses? How can the young man speak?"

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Chapter completed!