Chapter 132 The curtain slowly opened (Part 2)

After talking to Mr. Shen that day, Qin Lei said to Guantao: "Our plan needs to be changed, and the speed must be increased." He said lightly, but such a complex and detailed strategy has aroused the whole body, and almost all subsequent plans have to be adjusted. The miserable Guantao did not have time to pity himself and met someone wrong, so he was obscured by the copywriting work day and night.

Qin Lei still looked leisurely, either wandering around the streets and alleys of Zhongdu City, savoring folk delicacies, or rafting on several rivers running through Kyoto, leaning on the red and green, drinking and having fun. Qin Sishui and others deeply felt the world of difference between the boss and the shopkeeper.

On the eighth day of the second month, the sky was slightly blue and clear. Outside the long pavilion, beside the official road, the eyes were full of yellow grass.

The fifth brother of the Qin family brought the sixth brother and the seventh brother to see the eldest brother off. The eldest prince is now considered guilty and no one can give it to him according to the rules. When Qin Sishui reminded Qin Lei of this, Qin Lei smiled contemptuously and said, "The rules are for those who are ruled, what should they do?" He then took the two children and went with him.

Qin Zhan and Qin Xiao, two little playboys, learned from the generals on the stage, clasped their fists to Qin Li, and said sternly: "The yellow sand is wearing golden armor for hundreds of battles, and will never return until it is destroyed. The marshal will walk all the way..."

Before he finished speaking, Qin Li slapped his hands on the heads of the two little guys, and cursed with a smile: "Brother is going back to the camp, not going to war." As he said that, he clamped the two little guys and hugged them.

The two children hugged Qin Li's arms hard and cried out loud: "Brother, don't leave, don't want you to leave..." The sincere attachment made Qin Li's eyes turn red.

Qin Lei stood quietly aside, feeling a sourness in his heart.

After comforting the two children, Qin Lei and Qin Li rode forward. Qin Li sighed with some emotion: "We seven brothers are in the same spirit, but at this time they are divided, which makes people annoyed when they think about it."

Qin Lei smiled and said, "If you get along, you will get together; if you don't get along, you will get apart. Don't learn from the way you are young!"

After hearing this, the boss tilted his head and looked at Qin Lei's indifferent expression, and laughed and said, "Everyone said that I, Qin Li, is a martial artist, and I think you, Qin Lei, are not much worse."

Qin Lei smiled and said, "It's still a little short, you need to continue working hard." The two brothers laughed for a while before they got back to the topic. Qin Li looked at the lonely clouds in the sky and said in a deep voice: "Fifth brother, if you want to transfer you out of the capital, don't agree."

Qin Lei's heart tightened. He knew that the boss had heard some wind and asked in a low voice: "Is that family going to deal with me?"

Qin Li thought for a moment before nodding fiercely: "That's right, the old Li family has always been vengeful, and I heard that you have rejected the old man's kindness."

Qin Lei said seriously: "I am different from my elder brother. That's your grandfather. You can do anything. And I am not close to him. If I accept this softness, wouldn't I lose the royal face!"

Qin Lei had already figured out Qin Li's temperament, and his words were right for his straight-tongued temper. Sure enough, Qin Li said with great spirit: "This is my royal good man. Fifth brother, you should teach Xiaoliu and Xiaoqi more, and don't let them learn from the siss of those brothers."

Qin Lei laughed and said, "Don't worry, brother, they have regarded you as a role model since childhood and will definitely grow up to be a dignified and good man."

Qin Li laughed at himself and said, "As sooner or later, you know what kind of person you are like, brother is."

Qin Lei was about to ask, but Qin Li turned to another topic. He said seriously: "Although I am a martial artist, I also know that the current situation is subtle. Several elders have their own plans. I don't know when you and I will fall into the bell and will not get out."

Qin Lei nodded, knowing that as a commander in the field, he would not be as simple and crude as he showed.

Qin Li lowered his voice and said, "My position is too sensitive, and every move is too huge. Therefore, I cannot act rashly."

Qin Lei nodded and said simply: "Brother, just be content. If there is any change in Beijing that is not conducive to ours, my brother will do it with all his strength."

Qin Li shook his head and said, "Isn't the kind of irresponsible person? I left my military senator Mr. Sun in Beijing. If you have any questions, you can ask him for his full authority." He said, and smiled embarrassedly, "Of course, Mr. Sun is an aide after all, and many things can only be planned secretly, so brothers have to take care of the matters that appear in public."

Qin Lei smiled heartily and said, "I love the most about the things that are showing off, brother, don't worry."

The people of Kyoto thought they would fight to the death two brothers. After a fight, they actually had a vague alliance.

After saying goodbye to Qin Li, Qin Lei sent two little things back to the palace. Seeing that it was still early, Qin Lei ordered the convoy to drive towards the People's Consciousness Department of Tiekou Hutong. This brand new yamen developed very rapidly under the leadership of Qin Qi from nothing to something, from simple to complex. In addition, Qin Lei, who was poor and rich, spent money at all costs. In less than seven days, a complete yamen of more than a dozen officials and more than a hundred clerks had been presented to Qin Lei.

Seeing the officials in uniform wearing black uniforms going in and out in an orderly manner in the newly renovated yamen, Qin Lei felt indescribable satisfaction, just like watching his newly born child.

The Prince Long came down several times, and the officials were familiar with him. When they saw him coming in, they saluted respectfully and then went to do their own things. They did not interrupt their work.

Zhu Gui, wearing the robe of the fifth-rank doctor, welcomed Qin Lei respectfully into his mouth. Today, the temple was inspected and the yamen was listed. Qin Qi, the capital officer, went there with a few officials. The yamen had no final say, so the second-in-commander Zhu Gui stayed to serve on duty.

After serving tea, Qin Lei looked at Zhu Gui, who was sitting calmly at the lower head, and smiled and said, "You are all not here today, relax."

Zhu Gui smiled bitterly and said, "I have been trained by Lord Dusi these days. If I don't sit like this, my whole body will be sore. It's really not done deliberately."

Qin Lei laughed in his heart. Qin Qi issued a military order in front of him and began a rectification campaign. Qin Qi watched the whole process of Qin Lei training a group of soldiers on the grassland. The magical effect was still fresh in his memory. He copied Qin Lei's set as soon as he got up. Every day, he gathered at Yin hour, and did nothing else. He just stood for half an hour in the military posture, then stood at the right moment, walked in one step for half an hour. He waited until Mao hour to finish the exercise and did his own job.

These officials are loose and full of style on weekdays. They can't stand this pain or this restraint. How can they not complain? Helplessly, Qin Qi announced with a dark face that he could not stand it and could go home directly and never have to come back again.

The officials wanted to complain to the prince, but every time Qin Lei talked about him, the officials realized that the prince and the Dusi were wearing pairs of pants. They wanted to go to inspect the temple to complain, but the temple government had not opened yet, and the temple ministers were even more distant. The officials who called Tiantian and were unscrupulous and asked not to respond to the situation. No one had to withdraw voluntarily, not to mention that they were promoted to the next level, and there was a prince who was unconventional and talented, so no one was willing to give up. Even if they quit, where could they go? There were not many positions that could have been taken as a soap official. As soon as they were free, countless people would fight for it, and there was no possibility of being waiting for the seats.

After six days, the officials were indeed much more regular. Qin Lei looked at Zhu Gui, who looked obviously dull, and thought to himself that Qin Qi had overcorrected him.

Intelligence work is not a good job for a ruler. Qin Lei used Qin Qi just to borrow his outstanding organizational and planning skills to build the structure of the People's Context Department and take the helm for the ship. In Qin Lei's plan, Ma Nan will take over this position after his training, and Qin Qi will put it in the court and shout for Qin Lei.

At first he did not expect that honest people would be so terrifying when they acted ruthlessly. He actually made these old people like quails in a few days. Later, he thought that Qin Qi's Censorate's origin was the key to scheming skills, so he felt relieved.

After pondering for a long time, Qin Lei slowly said to Zhu Gui: "I know that it is not easy for you to stick to your thirties and forties until now."

This is the first human words that Zhu Gui has heard these days, and he choked up and said, "Thank you, Prince, to be considerate."

Qin Lei didn't know whether this old fried dough was pretending to be pitiful or really sad, but it didn't matter. He said warmly: "You are the one who is the king, but there are still some unsatisfactory things."

When Zhu Gui heard the word "big use", his eyes suddenly glared. If he knew that Qin Lei had not used this word with ten people, he would not have been so excited.

Seeing that he finally got energetic, Qin Lei continued to encourage him: "Isn't there a saying that real gold still needs fire to be refined? Should you practice it well?"

A few words made Zhu Gui's IQ drop sharply, and he nodded like a pecking rice. He finally realized that the prince wanted to temper himself. Then he thought that so many people tried to temper him together. Could it be of great use? Then this great use is too worthless. He said, "Why do those colleagues also need to temper him?"
Chapter completed!