The officialdom is a place with strict hierarchy. Gong Da devoted himself to the garrison of Zhenjiang Prefecture. Although his rank is the fifth rank like Yang Feng, the value of the garrison of Zhenjiang Prefecture is much higher than that of the garrison of the Thousand Houses. This is like a chief clerk in the Qingshui Yamen and the county party secretary in the later generations. Although everyone is also a department-level cadre, the status of both parties is not the same. Therefore, when he heard Yang Feng say that if you don’t impeach, it’s my grandson, he was so angry that he almost burst into blood vessels.

Gong Daxian trembled all over and pointed at Yang Feng and said tremblingly: "Okay, Yang Feng dares to despise Shangguan so much. I will definitely participate in your crime of despising Shangguan. At that time, I will depend on how you end up."

"I will listen to you." Yang Feng showed off without showing any weakness.

Seeing Yang Feng appearing to be inconvenient at all, and seeing the murderous aura hidden in his eyes when the soldiers behind him looked at him, I guess he would not be able to take advantage of it today. Just when Gong Daxian was anxious and angry, a voice sounded next to him, "What happened? Why is it so noisy?"

When everyone turned around, they found that it was a civil servant about 40 years old, wearing a crimson official uniform, with a patch in front of the official uniform embroidered with a cloud of geese.

Seeing the visitor, Gong Daxian quickly knelt down on one knee and said respectfully, "You have met Lord Wu."

The visitor was Wu Zhenliang. Wu Zhenliang, who had just watched the city tower, naturally knew what Gong Daxian was doing, but he did not stop him. The reason was very simple. Gong Daxian was his subordinate and the other party was just a guest army from afar. In his opinion, it was understandable to let his subordinates take advantage. If the other party was tactful, he should take the initiative to let some benefits come out. After all, in the officialdom, it is important to share equal interests, rather than eating alone.

But unexpectedly, the other party seemed to be like a blue-headed man, and did not give in. The conflict between the two sides became increasingly serious. Wu Zhiliang, who was afraid that the two sides would fight, hurried down quickly.

After Wu Zhenliang came down, he saw the two of them fighting each other. Behind them were each other, a group of soldiers and soldiers staring at each other like cockfighting.

Wu Zhenliang said angrily: "What are you doing? Are you going to have an internal strife just after the thief retreated?"

"Sir, it's just that the officials are going to have an internal strife. But the Qianhu from Nanjing dared to contradict the officials, and the officials just had a dispute with them." In the face of Wu Zhenliang's reprimand, Gong Daxian expressed his dissatisfaction. When a small military household dared to show off in front of the garrison, let alone he was just a Qianhu, even if their commander came, he would not dare to speak to him like this.

"Military household... are you actually military households?"

Wu Zhenliang widened his eyes and looked at Yang Feng, and then looked at the soldiers covered in armor around him. His eyes were as incredible as those of later generations who saw sanitation workers driving a BMW to sweep the streets. What is a military household? Nowadays, military households are synonymous with poverty and their social status is not as good as those of the lower-ranking people. But the scene I saw today subverted Wu Zhenliang's past experience. Not to mention, just looking at the heavy iron armor worn by these soldiers and the weapons shining with cold light in their hands, is that something that military households can afford? I am afraid that even the elites on the Nine-side do not have such good things? Moreover, military households have such strong combat power, and they can wipe out bandits twice as much as their own. If military households have such combat power and equipment, why would they have suffered the defeat of Sarhu a few years ago?

Looking at Wu Zhenliang, whose eyes were about to be protruded, Yang Feng felt helpless. He led the soldiers all the way these days. The pedestrians or the government on the road also expressed this expression when they learned that they were just a military household. It seemed that the tragic situation of military households these days had already been deeply rooted in people's hearts.

However, Wu Zhenliang is worthy of being a person who has been in the ups and downs of the officialdom for many years. After being shocked, he quickly woke up. He is not as unreliable as Gong Daxian and only stares at a few heads. As the prefect of Zhenjiang, he thinks more. Although the Japanese pirates have been completely wiped out, who can guarantee that the Japanese pirates have been cleaned up and will they retaliate on a large scale next time? What should they do if the Japanese pirates come back?

Thinking of this, he was still a little angry and immediately changed his original thoughts. His face, which was originally angry, soon smiled. He turned his head and said kindly to Yang Feng: "This must be Yang Qianhu from Nanjing. The magistrate of Zhenjiang Wu Zhenliang, on behalf of the 200,000 people in Zhenjiang, thanked Yang Qianhu for helping. Just now, Gong Shoujie was rude, and I hope Yang Qianhu should not be surprised."

"Well……"

Wu Zhenliang's attitude shocked everyone. He agreed to angrily criticize the civil servant. You are so polite to a military officer, and the other party is a military household. What are you doing?

Not to mention others, even Yang Feng showed surprise. Not to mention the officials in Nanjing, they said that the local officials who came over the past few days were already a bit awe after seeing their Ming army with bright armor. But when they knew that this was a guard army, even the blind man could feel the contempt in their eyes. Unexpectedly, Wu Zhenliang, a dignified fourth-rank prefect, was so polite to him. This was really beyond Yang Feng's expectations. However, as the saying goes, people are holding people in a flower sedan chair. Since they give face, he naturally will not give them a look.

"You are polite, Lord Wu, the subordinates are soldiers, and defending the country is the duty of soldiers. As for what happened just now... Gong Shouge saw so many thieves' heads, and it was understandable that he was eager to make contributions for a while. As long as he knew his mistake, he would correct it."

“I&￥#￥…”

Yang Feng said this so old-fashioned that Gong Daxian almost spurted out his old blood on the spot.

Wu Zhenliang also smiled bitterly. The new Yang Qianhu didn't seem to be a fuel-efficient lamp. When he spoke, he thought he was the Minister of War. However, from this, it can be seen that the new Qianhu was not a fuel-efficient lamp. Geng Bingyi, Chu Maoguang and others looked at Yang Feng with admiration. His Qianhu was so awesome. This is the garrison, and his grandfather did not give him any face. But this is someone else's territory. Is it really good for you to do this?

Others were thinking about what Yang Feng didn't have the heart to pay attention to. Anyway, he was in his hands and had no place to ask others for his head, so why should he be wronged? That Wu Zhenliang was fine, but Gong Daxian was the old man. If he didn't thank him for helping him, he still wanted to win the merits. If such a person didn't scold him, who would scold him?
Chapter completed!