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Chapter 018 Wen Yuan, Can I Trust You?

"Boss, why don't you take a rest?"

At this time, a dark figure came outside the door and asked softly.

"It's Wenyuan. I couldn't sleep, so I got up and thought about something."

When Zhu Hansan opened the door and saw Zhang Liao, he smiled unnaturally.

"Boss, you have been looking like this since you came back from the magic weapon shop. What happened?"

Zhang Liao asked in confusion.

"Come in and talk!"

Zhu Hansan pulled Zhang Liao into the back room, poured him tea himself, and asked with a smile: "Wen Yuan, how are you doing these days?"

"Thanks to the boss's care, I am not as full or hungry as before, so I am satisfied."

Zhang Liao scratched his head and smiled honestly.

"Yes, I feel very satisfied too, but these days will be gone forever!"

Zhu Hansan sighed and smiled bitterly.

"What exactly happened? Boss, why don't you tell me? Maybe I can do something about it."

Zhang Liao asked doubtfully.

"Wenyuan, can I...believe you?"

Zhu Hansan was silent for a long time. Since Zhang Bao appeared, he had doubts about his own methods, and he was even more unconfident in his ability to judge people. Even if the child in front of him would achieve extraordinary things in the future and his character would be well-known, Zhu Hansan

He didn't dare to express his feelings easily. This was the second time he asked Zhang Liao like this.

"What are you talking about, boss? Zhang Liao is working under you. As long as the boss doesn't do anything harmful to nature, even if it means killing all the evil bandits and evil gentry, Zhang Liao will go with the boss."

Zhang Liao was stunned for a moment and became silent, as if he was having an ideological struggle. After hesitating for a long time, he spoke solemnly to Zhu Hansan.

Ever since Emperor Ling of the Han Dynasty began to sell his official positions and titles, the lives of the people all over the world have become worse and worse day by day. The place has just been exploited by this old cousin. He just slapped his ass and left, and another old cousin immediately came to take over his job.

Continuing to exploit the people, there are some good officials who truly serve the people, but compared to the more than a thousand counties in the Han Dynasty, the proportion is almost negligible. This is also one of the reasons why the Yellow Turban Uprising, which is rare in the world, broke out.

If we are about to starve to death, who will care which family is the emperor?

As the saying goes, Zhang Liao was poor in literature but rich in martial arts. The ability of Zhang Liao to learn a skill is also related to his family background. Children of ordinary families may be gifted and are noticed by masters who teach them skills; or they may have inheritance in their family; or they may join a party

Among the great powers, how else could they learn these skills? During the Three Kingdoms period, why did poor families only produce scribes but not warriors? Those things can only be learned by rich families. Who among the children of ordinary people can tinker with those things? Who has the energy?

To tinker with those things?

Whoever fought hard in history didn't come from a famous family? If a boy with a flat head fights hard, that's cheating and risking one's life.

"Wenyuan, when you have saved enough money, you will go back to your hometown in Yanmen, right?"

Zhu Hansan was deeply moved and felt that he should do something for his future. Even if he couldn't conquer Zhang Liao, he still had to have a good relationship with him.

"I don't have anything. It's the same everywhere. It's just that my mother thinks so. I heard from my mother that there is a distant relative of my family who is an official there in Yanmen. She wants to take me to that relative to ask for a job. After all, in the Yamen

I can work and live a stable life, and although my income is not high, it shouldn't be a problem to support our family."

Zhang Liao is a little embarrassed

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's reply.

"Oh? Wenyuan, do you really think so?"

Zhu Hansan was stunned when he heard this, and then said excitedly: "If I can help you get a job at the Yamen in Jingxian County, wouldn't you need to go to Yanmen?"

"ah?"

Zhang Liao was stunned when he heard this. After being stunned for a long time, he smiled bitterly and said: "How can it be so easy to go to the yamen to work? Even if you, boss, get me into the yamen, I probably won't be able to do it for long."

"Why?"

Seeing that Zhang Liao's tone was a little loose, Zhu Hansan asked anxiously: "It's just a matter of spending some money. Your boss, I still have some savings."

"Alas! Boss, to tell you the truth, my family used to have some wealth and was considered a prominent family in Yanmen. However, due to some things, the family fell into decline, so my father took us to my mother's natal family to avoid trouble, so...

..So...I also know some things in the yamen. There is no one on top. Even if you get in these days, your position may be replaced by the nephew of an official tomorrow. Rather than spend it in vain

For money, it’s better not to go.”

Zhang Liao knew Zhu Hansan's family situation quite well. He was at best a small upstart, let alone the county magistrate and county lieutenant. Even if Wang Wu took action, Zhu Hansan was not something he could resist. In the eyes of outsiders, Zhu Hansan

I have made money during this period, and I am somewhat confident. However, in Zhang Liao's view, his boss seems to be saving money with those big guys. When enough money is saved, the money will become those people's.

, This is the tragedy of this era, this is the reality.

"Wenyuan! Your words are really thought-provoking."

Unexpectedly, even a young man like Zhang Liao knew something, and it took him a long time to figure it out after he arrived at Zhu Hansan's place. In fact, for Zhu Hansan, who was born under the red flag and grew up in New China, it was considered that he was quick to understand things so quickly.

Okay, after hearing Zhang Liao's words, Zhu Hansan not only responded with a wry smile, but also felt deeply scared.

"Boss, you can actually try to contact the county magistrate. Doesn't he have a good impression of you? You can use this to get in touch with the county magistrate. Although you will have to hand over a lot of money in the future, you can still live peacefully.

Just like Shopkeeper Zhu from Wanmuzhai."

Seeing that Zhu Hansan was shocked by his words, Zhang Liao quickly came up with an idea for him.

"Wen Yuan, I understand what you mean, but I, Zhu Hansan, don't want my destiny to be controlled by others. That feeling is really uncomfortable."

Zhu Hansan stared at the tea cup blankly, thought for a while, hesitated for a long time, then looked at Zhang Liao and said nervously: "If I become your boss, Wen Yuan, what will you do with me?"

After all, once this kind of thing is said out loud, there will be less room for maneuver. If Zhang Liao agrees, then everything will be fine. If he disagrees, he will have concerns and the two will not get along well in the future, especially for martial arts.

As far as people are concerned, they are all passionate people. After they have a grudge, the relationship between the two will become farther and farther away. They could have continued to be friends and brothers, but as soon as these words came out,

The nature becomes a little different. With interests tied in, anyone else would think carefully about it.

"Boss, what do you mean by this? I don't quite understand!"

Zhang Liao fell silent after hearing this. He was not stupid. Anyone could hear such a clear solicitation, but he really couldn't understand what Zhu Hansan wanted to say.

"Isn't the position of county magistrate in our county always vacant? I intend to buy it. If Wenyuan you think I am a good boss, then

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After I become the county magistrate, you will work under me. I dare not say that you will become rich and powerful, but I can guarantee that your mother and son will live a better life in the future than they do now."

Now that the words have been spoken, Zhu Hansan naturally wants to tell his recruitment conditions so that Zhang Liao can feel at ease.

"Jingxian County is a big county. Even the position of county magistrate costs three to four million yuan, right? Where did you get so much money, boss?"

Zhang Liao was stunned when he heard this, and asked with some excitement.

"Haha, Wen Yuan, have you forgotten the big box I asked you to retrieve from the Shen Weapon Shop during the day? Well, it's right there. Go and open it."

To Zhu Hansan, Zhang Liao's words sounded like he was ignoring the rabbit but not the hawk. However, Zhu Hansan was not angry. Anyone involved in this matter would have to take it seriously. If it were him, let alone asking for money, other things would be more serious.

Because everything is secret, you have to ask clearly.

"That box is quite heavy, but it's not much for money." Zhang Liao muttered to himself, but he still walked to the box obediently and opened it. He was so shocked that he opened his mouth wide.

A box of gold shone through the candlelight, causing him to squint his eyes.

"Wenyuan, have you never seen so much money?"

Zhu Hansan's palms were all sweaty at this time, and his heart was pounding. He had seen Zhang Liao's martial arts. If Zhang Liao was interested in the money at this moment, then he could only watch Zhang Liao take the money away without being able to do anything.

From now on, Zhang Bao will not use him again. It is more likely that he will add fuel to the flames and give Zhu Hansan a ride.

It can be said that Zhu Hansan is gambling heavily on Zhang Liao's character and his own vision. In history, Zhang Liao has achieved such great achievements, so naturally he will not care about such a small amount of money, but now Zhang Liao has not yet shined.

No, who can see these three hundred gold and not be moved? He Zhu Hansan asked himself that he didn’t have that concentration, or in other words, most people didn’t have that concentration.

"Boss, where did you get so much money?"

The strange color in Zhang Liao's eyes flashed away, and then he closed the wooden box, turned to look at Zhu Hansan and asked.

"Huh... As for where this money came from, Wen Yuan doesn't need to ask. I just want to know, Wenyuan, are you willing to help me? If I become successful in the future, I will never treat you Zhang family badly!"

Seeing that there was no trace of greed in Zhang Liao's eyes, Zhu Hansan breathed a sigh of relief and promised.

"You have to ask my mother about this!"

Zhang Liao hesitated for a moment, neither objecting nor agreeing, and kicked the ball directly to Zhang.

"In that case, then tomorrow morning, go and explain my intentions to your mother, and then ask her to come to me!"

Regarding Mrs. Zhang, Zhu Hansan was quite confident in persuading her. After all, we were all adults. Instead of asking for help from a relative whom he had not seen for many years, it would be more practical to follow Zhu Hansan. With such a simple truth, how could she not

Do you know? How could you refuse to agree?

The next day, early morning.

Mrs. Zhang had been waiting outside Zhu Hansan's house for a long time. Judging from her excitement, Zhu Hansan didn't need to say much about this matter before she would agree on Zhang Liao's behalf.

Sure enough, after Zhang and Zhu Hansan discussed their life ideals in the room, she directly agreed that Zhang Liao would follow Zhu Hansan from now on.

And now, Zhu Hansan finally has his first younger brother, although he is supernumerary (he has not yet recognized his master).

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