A large group of Black-Clad Man surrounded the courtyard.
Block all entrances and exits.
Dozens of eyes, hundreds of pupils focused on him, giving Zhang Rongfang a slight chill.
Most of these gazes were malicious.
"Government Office, if you cannot provide a convincing reason today..."
The old man slowly raised his hand.
"Then we will escort you to our own court of judgment in the Ten Karma Heavens!"
Zhang Rongfang remained as still as water.
He hadn't understood why the Chief of the Ministry of Justice felt sorry for Lin Qixiao's resignation.
Now he realized firsthand that if he were to encounter such a situation, only someone as domineering, unreasonable, and ruthless as Lin Qixiao could subdue everyone.
At this moment, he could feel that the other team members behind him were also staring at him, each of them nervously gripping the hilt of their knife, and most of their valuables were placed on the ground.
If they don't handle things properly, it could lead to a bloody shootout. It's hard to say how many of them will actually be able to go back.
Zhang Rongfang a deep breath, trying not to think about how many people the other side had or how many experts they were.
"Sir, may I ask your name?"
"I am Basali, what do you want to say?" The old man's face was full of wrinkles, like an ancient tree.
"What we want to say is that we have come here today to wipe out a gang of evil people who traffic innocent women for slaves!"
Zhang Rongfang held up a Little Booklet.
"As you can see, this contains all the evidence of the owner of this place trafficking people!"
"So what!?" Basali roared. "He's our brother! Even if there's to be a trial, it's not your place to lay a hand on him!"
He slammed his cane heavily on the ground, making a dull thud.
Like him, the people who gathered around him remained completely unmoved. The malice in Shuangshuang eyes grew stronger and stronger.
Smack
Suddenly, the booklet in Zhang Rongfang's hand fell to the ground.
He raised his hands.
"Okay, that's fine. This was our mistake. You can tell me what your needs are, and I'll try my best to accommodate them as long as they're reasonable."
Even if I'm not qualified, I'll go back and apply, hoping for a response from higher authorities.
Basali remained expressionless, but turned his head and gave a wink to the two burly men beside him.
"Disarm him."
The two burly men remained silent, bowed their heads in salute, and then strode toward Zhang Rongfang.
As they walked, the two slowly drew their swords.
Zhang Rongfang raised his hands, revealing the official sword at his waist.
"Excuse me, are you Twins?"
He looked at their strikingly similar faces and asked.
"No," one of them said softly.
Clang!
A soft sound rang out in an instant, and a figure flashed between the two.
A flash of light, and blood splattered.
Zhang Rongfang suddenly passed through the two men and held his sword to the neck of the Black-Clad Elder.
The sharp blade slowly sliced through the old man's throat, squeezing out a trace of blood.
He turned his head and looked at the two people who slowly covered their throats and fell to the ground.
"No, that's a real pity."
Thump.
Two bodies, with blood spurting from their necks, knelt on the ground.
Everyone around was stunned by this sudden change.
In just a moment, surrounded by so many people, Zhang Rongfang actually dared to kill someone??
The old man, Basali, trembled, and the cane he held in his hands shook even more.
Unfazed by the bloodstains on his neck, he stared fiercely at Zhang Rongfang, as if his eyes were about to bulge out.
"Release the elder!!"
"Kill him! Cut off his limbs!!"
"Stab him! Turn him into a dried-up corpse and hang him up!!"
"Release Lord Basali!!"
The roars and shouts of the crowd surged in like waves, sweeping in from inside and outside the courtyard.
Only then did Zhang Rongfang and his group realize that there were many more Black-Clad Man outside than just those in the courtyard!
The members of Ninth Squad were all pale-faced and dared not move.
Some people even started to tremble in the hand holding the knife.
When Lin Qixiao was leading the team before, they had never encountered such a situation. No one dared to act arrogantly towards Lin Qixiao.
But now... "You've got guts!" Basali shouted emphatically. His voice seemed to be suppressed by a heavy object.
"Cut it off!" He raised his hand, reaching for the blade. "Cut my head off!!"
"Just like the ones you just killed!"
The withered hand slowly reached for the back of the knife.
"Come on!!!" Basali shouted suddenly.
Puff!!
The blade pressed down hard, severing the blood vessel in the neck. Clear Blood Pearl flowed down the side of the blade.
"Stop!!"
"Release the Grand Elder!!"
The surrounding crowd gasped in surprise.
Not only the Black-Clad Man, but even the members of Ninth Squad were startled.
Zhang Rongfang smiled.
"Now."
"Get out of my way!!"
He roared suddenly.
The roar silenced all the shouts and cries.
The Black-Clad Man all stared at Basali's bleeding neck.
After a moment of silence, the crowd parted to make way.
"Let's go." Zhang Rongfang's face regained its smile. "Thank you, Elder Basali, for personally seeing us off."
Basali stared at him intently, without uttering a word.
He had already foreseen the outcome. Even if he wasn't afraid of death, the rest of his clan would never stand idly by and watch him bleed to death.
Ignoring him, Zhang Rongfang led the Ninth Squad slowly through the crowd.
Only after completely leaving the town did he casually release Basali and leave.
"Well done!"
Inside the Ministry of Justice, Zhang Xiangyang, the head of the brigade, looked at Zhang Rongfang with admiration.
He also disapproved of Lin Qixiao, the former Captain of Ninth Squad, but couldn't do anything about it.
Now they've finally switched to a normal one.
Zhang Xiangyang is over forty years old. Nowadays, apart from sitting in the headquarters of the Ministry of Justice on weekdays, he spends most of his time at home.
Especially after his grandson was born last year, he became even less concerned about his job position.
He had long since seen all sorts of sordid things in officialdom.
Seeing Zhang Rongfang rise to prominence without resorting to crooked methods brings a sense of comfort.
"Back in the day, I was just like you, my heart still burning with passion."
Zhang Xiangyang sighed and took an appointment letter from the desk in front of him.
"This is your appointment letter. From today onwards, you are the official Captain of the Ninth Squad. All the jurisdiction of the Ninth Squad is listed here. Your official uniform remains the same, but you will now have an additional hat insignia. Remember to change it."
The appointment letter had been given to me long ago by the Chief of the Ministry of Justice.
As long as Zhang Ying performs reasonably well in this special mission, she will be promoted to a permanent position.
Moreover, even if a conflict breaks out in such a place, there will be people among the Black Ten Sect members who will secretly help them escape.
Of course, if something serious happens, that's his fate.
Since you've come to a place like the Ministry of Justice, you're bound to have to fight to the death sooner or later.
This mission was merely a test for Zhang Ying.
"Thank you for your guidance, General Team." Zhang Rongfang stepped forward calmly and accepted the appointment letter with both hands.
He looked down and saw that it clearly stated that as the Captain of the Ninth Squad, he not only had absolute authority over his team members, but also had the power to mobilize up to thirty government Official Messenger at any time.
In addition, the salary was increased to fifty taels per month. This is considered a very high salary.
They also enjoy more than half of the various Tax System.
This final Tax System is the key.
Zhang Rongfang understood.
It can be said that only now can he truly enjoy the benefits of the Tax System.
Before this, he was just a minor official. There were tax reduction programs available, but they were few and mostly only applicable to himself.
Now, this system allows family members and immediate relatives of those holding the position of team Captain to benefit from it.
Because this is considered a true official position.
This is the foundation upon which a Lineage begins!
"Do a good job." Zhang Xiangyang, the brigade commander, patted Zhang Rongfang heavily on the shoulder.
"Thank you, sir!" Zhang Rongfang nodded solemnly.
At this moment, he was not thinking about himself, but about the treatment of the Barbarian Confucian.
Among the Barbarian Confucian, it is extremely rare for them to hold official positions.
Because the Great Ling has a rule that Barbarian Confucian are not allowed to hold any official positions.
Even if there were exceptions in some places where Man People were given official positions, these were extremely rare cases.
Those people are usually highly talented and have made tremendous contributions.
"By the way, there's something else I'd like to ask you, sir," Zhang Rongfang suddenly remembered.
"Speak freely," Zhang Xiangyang said with a smile.
"It's about martial arts ranking. When I was in the Dao Palace, as long as I was ranked and Entering the Ranks, I was supposed to enjoy Tax System, right? What's the difference between the tax reduction for Daoist Registry and the tax reduction for official status?" Zhang Rongfang asked, puzzled.
"Tax reduction for those Daoist Registry does not exempt family members unless your relatives are also Enter Daoist Registry. However, official positions can benefit direct Lineage," Zhang Xiangyang explained simply.
Zhang Rongfang immediately understood why many high-ranking Dao Palace would send their children to work in government offices.
Holding the appointment letter, he returned to the small building of the Ninth Squad, lost in thought.
As soon as I entered, a cheer erupted from inside.
Most of the members of Ninth Squad were actually on the first floor.
As soon as he entered, a group of people rushed forward, with Liu Han, who was leading the group, handing him an envelope with both hands.
"Team Zhang, congratulations on your successful promotion!"
Zhang Rong scanned the crowd, noticing their stiff or genuine smiles.
I had a pretty good idea of what was going on.
Regardless, he led the team to significant gains this time and spearheaded the breakthrough.
When these people heard that he had been officially appointed, they worried that he would settle scores with them later. So they banded together to give him an apology.
He paused, squinted, and looked at each team member one by one.
Time passed little by little.
He fell silent.
The initially cheerful atmosphere gradually turned somber.
The envelope that Liu Han presented with both hands felt increasingly heavy.
Suddenly, a burst of laughter rang out.
Zhang Rongfang smiled as he accepted the envelope and weighed it in his hand.
"That's honest enough. Let bygones be bygones, and please continue to look out for us in the future!"
The group of people immediately felt relieved.
"Team Zhang is truly magnanimous!"
"I was completely stunned when Team Zhang charged in yesterday! Hahaha!"
A group of team members showered him with compliments.
Zhang Rongfang accepted it all with a smile. However, what the two sides truly thought in their hearts remained unknown.
Even among this group, Chen Hansheng, Liu Han, Gelu Xilai might not truly submit to him.
After calming the team members down, Zhang Rongfang returned to his room.
The room hasn't been changed yet; Lin Qixiao will only be moved to the Captain's room after she moves out her personal belongings.
However, the difference between the vice-captain's and Captain's housing is not significant. The area is the same, only the decoration differs.
Zhang Rongfang didn't care about these things and simply couldn't be bothered to move them.
He stood in the center of the room and closed his eyes.
The Attribute Panel slowly appeared.