In the early morning, the bedroom door opened with a creak, and the morning light shone directly on Wan Lei's face.

"Who is it?" Wan Lei suddenly woke up, jumped out of bed and pulled out the knife that had been placed beside the bed. He looked as if he was facing a powerful enemy, but he still couldn't open his hazy sleepy eyes, and his eyes were still blurry.

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"Ah, yes, it's me." A woman said in a trembling voice. Before she could finish her words, there was another crisp "bang" sound on the ground. It was said that it was the sound of the washbasin falling.

"Oh, it turns out to be Miss Wei'er. I thought someone was going to attack me." Wan Lei suddenly shook his head a few times to wake himself up. He saw Wei'er standing stupidly at the door, his face turned pale, and he seemed to be very frightened.

, a washbasin fell at her feet and water splashed all over the floor.

"Why didn't you knock on the door before entering the house? You don't understand any rules! Please be careful in the future. You must knock on the door before entering the house, so as not to scare people to death." The enemy situation was resolved, and Wan Lei put the knife back beside the bed.

It’s no wonder that Wan Lei is so nervous. Ever since he learned that there are many Yan thieves and remnants who want his life, he has been on the alert and is always ready for battle. At the slightest noise, he will draw a knife and prepare to kill people. It seems a bit

He was frightened, but after all, it was about his own wealth and life, and he didn't dare to ignore it for a moment.

"I, I, have already knocked." Facing the murderous new master, Wei'er lowered his head and defended in a low voice.

"Knocked? Why didn't I hear it?" Wan Lei shook his head and then remembered that in order to send the second young master of the Li family away last night, he had been tossing until half the night before going to bed. He was already too scared to sleep well, and his sleep quality was poor.

Yu Xia was in the same situation, so her mood was not much better.

"I knocked several times but you didn't answer. I saw that the breakfast was almost cold, so I took it upon myself to..." Wei'er whispered again.

"Oh, it turns out that I slept like a dead pig and couldn't wake up no matter how I barked. Forget it, I don't blame you for this. If you encounter me bedridden again in the future, just go find San'er. As long as that guy tears open the torn

If a gong roars, I will be frightened to wake up." Wan Lei stretched out, feeling sore and tired all over, and asked, "What's the matter with waking me up so early?"

Obviously, if there was nothing special, he would go to bed and catch up on his sleep.

"I'm going to get you some water to wash your face."

"No, no need. I'm a grown man, I have hands and feet, I don't need anyone to take care of me." Before Wan Lei finished speaking, Wei'er had already picked up the washbasin on the ground and walked away in small steps.

Because of her small feet, Wei'er could only hop and skip along the walk, which made people feel distressed no matter how she looked at it. She was obviously not the material to be a maid. However, whether she can do a good job is a matter of ability.

If you don't take the initiative, it's just a matter of attitude.

Although Miss Wei'er's abilities were limited, her service attitude was pretty good. After just one night, she, who was still Miss Jiao, took the initiative to play the role of a maid, which made Wan Lei, who was very tired of spending money, find something.

A little mental balance.

Not to mention, it was great to have a little maid serving him. When Wan Lei thought that he could experience the feeling of being a master, his sleepiness disappeared. And when he thought about having an appointment with the madam of Siyiyuan to discuss business during the day, Wan Lei couldn't help it.

I stayed in bed again and washed my face in the washbasin. Wei'er thoughtfully handed over the towel. After washing, breakfast was served in front of me. It was just as easy as opening my mouth with clothes and food.

Wan Lei devoured the breakfast delivered to him and burped with satisfaction. He knew without guessing that this fragrant millet porridge could not be made by Quan Ren and Quanyi's two rough guys.

, it must have been cooked by the new maid herself.

"I can even cook. It can be seen that the prostitute training courses in Sisiyuan are very extensive. Such a high-quality cook will be blessed in the future, and it is not too unfair to spend a thousand taels." Wan Lei was secretly happy, he

I don’t have much cooking skills. I can only make noodles, and I can’t even make scrambled eggs with tomatoes. As for the three men of the Zhao family, they are all rough hands and feet. The food they cook is not about the color, flavor, and taste.

It's good if it can fill his stomach, so these days, his five internal organs temple has been suffering a lot.

For the sake of his own stomach, Wan Lei attaches great importance to Wei'er. If the second young master of the Li family dares to rob someone again, he will definitely fight with her. Of course, for a high-quality employee like her, if she wants her to do

You need to pay more attention to your meals, and you still need to give proper care.

No, Wan Lei was picking his teeth while asking questions about whether he slept well last night, whether the quilt was warm enough, whether he had changed his clothes, etc. The detailed questions made Wei'er's face turn redder.

Her head was lowered even lower, and her hands were nervously grasping the corners of her clothes, looking like a newly minted daughter-in-law.

"Oh, no!" Wan Lei suddenly slapped his thigh and ran to the clothes rack to find a document from the top he changed into yesterday. Unfortunately, it was already stained with a layer of yellow oil and had become sticky.

They formed a ball, which must have happened during the fight last night.

"Master Wan, what's the matter?" Wei'er asked hurriedly when he saw Wan Lei frowning.

"This is your contract of sale, and it is over now."

"Ah, then, what should we do?" Wei'er was so anxious that her eyes turned red, because the document was her identity certificate. Without it, she was nobody and anyone could come and snatch it away.

she.

"Fortunately, it hasn't been crushed yet. It should still be repaired."

"Is this still a remedy?"

"I'm going to the laboratory now, don't worry, it should be fine." Just as Wan Lei was about to go out, he heard Wei'er remind him: "Master Wan, Master Zhao San said he has something important to tell you."

"Oh, I understand." Wan Lei turned around and said, "Remember to give food to the Taoist priest who lives in the east wing."

"He ate early in the morning."

"Oh, that's good. So, have you met everyone at our inn?"

"Brother Zhao San told me one by one that there are seven people in the post, three postmen, three outsiders, plus you, Mr. Wan, there are seven people."

"That's good. Menial tasks such as fetching water, feeding horses, sweeping the floor, and washing clothes are the jobs of postmen. You only need to be responsible for cooking. In addition, the first two entrances are for the officials to live. Try not to go out of the backyard at ordinary times, so as not to cause trouble.

." Wan Lei explained. After all, the officials in the inn are many-eyed and it is better for a beautiful woman like Wei'er not to run around, lest she attracts some perverts again.

"I see."

As soon as Wei'er packed up the dishes and left, Zhao Quanzhong ran up to Wan Lei and said with a smile: "Boss, Miss Wei'er is so beautiful. Boss is very lucky."

"You have something to say, don't be wordy." Wan Lei was worried about the fact that the contract was broken, and glared angrily at Zhao Quanzhong, who looked like a pig brother.

"Oh, it's like this. When you entered the city yesterday, Shuntian Prefecture sent some officials and brought an official document. They were angry when they saw that you were not waiting at the inn to greet you."

"Oh, just for this matter?" This is not the first time Wan Lei has dealt with government officials. Although those guys are low-ranking officials like him, they rely on the support of the government, so they usually have a lot of fake power.

In the past, Wan Lei would definitely have to serve them carefully. But now, Wan Lei no longer treats those guys as food. With his identity as Jin Yiwei's bait, ordinary shrimp soldiers and crab generals would not dare to do anything to him.

Kind of.

"It's not just for this matter, this is an official document issued by Shuntian Mansion, asking us to repair the post roads under our jurisdiction within three days."

"What? What kind of road are you building in this icy and snowy area?" Wan Lei grabbed the official document, glanced at it and understood: It turned out that the imperial court was preparing to use troops against the Mongols, and the purpose of repairing the post road was to facilitate the transportation of military supplies northward.

"The civil strife has just been calmed down, and we have to use troops externally. The emperor really doesn't know what to do." Wan Lei threw the official document aside and said to Zhao Quanzhong: "Just go to Zhao Lichang and let him take care of it."

As the post minister, Wan Lei not only has to take care of the post station, but also a post road about forty miles long. Every time it rains or snows, he has to find someone to build the road and fill in the pits. If the superiors are allowed to inspect the post road pits,

If the road is uneven, he will inevitably be punished. Of course, he is only responsible for supervising the work, and the villagers along the line are responsible for serving. Therefore, the matter of building the road is actually the responsibility of Chief Zhao, because he is responsible for taking charge of the villagers' service records.

"Uncle Zhao said that there are a few people who are busy with other things and cannot serve. Therefore, he wants you to come forward and explain this matter to the villagers." The people Zhao Quanzhong mentioned have actually changed their careers to Zhao

Since the li leader is an oil worker, he will naturally not serve in the army.

"What's there to say? Those who don't serve will donate money and food to supply those who serve more." In terms of labor, we should pay attention not to suffer from excessive but uneven suffering. If the conscription cannot be fair, the small

The people will definitely complain a lot, and Wan Lei will not do anything that would cause public outrage.

"Oh, I'll go tell Uncle Zhao right now."

"This time I'm building the road, you and Quan Ren Quanyi will help me supervise the work. You can take this tael of silver first as wages." Wan Lei took out a small silver piece from his purse and threw it over, and said: "This is

The errand is done, and there are still three taels of silver for wages. You will get two taels, and each of Quanren and Quanyi will get one tael."

"Boss, you are such a kind person. I can follow you because I have accumulated virtue in my previous life." Zhao Quanzhong was overjoyed to have the money.

"Stop flattering me, I will work honestly from now on and you will benefit from it." Wan Lei dismissed this money-minded guy and hurried to the east wing.

Wan Lei was a little overwhelmed with all the big things and small things happening today. However, as the saying goes, things have priorities. When Wei'er said that the sloppy Taoist priest who agreed to work for him last night had come back, Wan Lei wanted to know what was going on.

What's going on, because whether he can stay at Changpingyi for a long time depends on this.

Wan Lei came to the house and was about to knock on the door when he heard an experienced voice coming from inside: "Come in."

"Hehe, the Taoist Master is really clever. He knew that I was coming to find you." Wan Lei smiled and asked: "I wonder how the Master promised me. How did he do it?"

"The matter is done, take this and put it away." The sloppy old man rolled his eyes at Wan Lei and threw a large bag of powdery stuff over.

"What is this?" Wan Lei was a little confused. Last night he just asked the sloppy Taoist priest to secretly give some laxatives to the second young man of the Li family and let the guy fight to the death. This would make him more convinced that he was "poisoned". In the future,

You can take advantage of their greed for life and fear of death and force them to obey your mercy.

"This is a real antidote. The poor Taoist has secretly used his internal power to seal several of that person's entrances. From now on, whenever he touches meat and fish, he will suffer from abdominal pain like colic and will not want to live. His appetite is in your hands. Are you satisfied?" The old Taoist said.

He glared at Wan Lei and said angrily.

"Thank you, Taoist Priest, sister Xue'er can finally go home safely." It's different when a master takes action. Even the high technology of acupoint sealing is used, so Wan Lei is naturally very satisfied.

"The poor Taoist did this for the sake of Xue'er, which is detrimental to one's morality. Remember, you kid, I won't do it again!" The sloppy old Taoist was really angry when he changed his name from "little layman" to "you kid". Maybe this was really him.

This is the first time I have done such a dirty thing.

"That is, that is, there will never be a second time." Wan Lei smiled. In fact, he was still a little puzzled: Why does this sloppy old man care so much about sister Xue'er? Could it be that there is some ulterior relationship?

Bar.

Of course, slander is a slander, and Wan Lei also knows how to use a veteran to do some dirty things. This move is indeed not very honorable, but he really has no choice but to make this move. However, a guilty conscience is always inevitable, after all

I need help from someone.

"You're a bad boy. If Xue'er hangs out with you, you might cause a lot of trouble in the future. I'm old and can't help you a few times. You're greedy for life and afraid of death, so you should practice martial arts to strengthen yourself.

Be sure not to ask for help from others if something goes wrong."

"Hehe." Wan Lei scratched his head in embarrassment and said, "It's not that I don't want to learn, it's just that I haven't met a master yet."
To be continued...