The sharp whistle broke the silence at the entrance of the alley.

"How dare you blow the whistle?" Wu Anzhi's followers were furious: "You want to call someone, right?"

Wu Anchi even laughed.

He had heard about the reputation of Hu Feipan in the Bianjing Newspaper.

Knowing that this person has great magical powers, he can prosper in Bianjing City, and the Bianjing New Newspaper can even compete with the Bianjing Yibao hosted by Sima Kang.

Naturally, there must be power and backing.

But so what?

He is the prime minister and the son of Yanei.

Among the current ministers in the capital, there are two or three who once served under his father and are his old disciples.

Therefore, even with that Hu Frisbee, his fight was in vain!

Even if a small businessman was injured, he still had to come and serve him wine.

Not to mention the newsboy under the small businessman!

"I want to see who dares to make the decision with you?" Wu Anzhi said unruly.

The style of the yamen is clearly evident in him at this moment.

…

It’s another boring afternoon.

Xu An sat bored in the side room of the military store, covering Fan Yangli's head.

As the head of the capital under the inspection of the left and right wings of the Bianjing Army.

His duty is to maintain public order in the village, take charge of fire prevention, and maintain the street trees in Bianjing City and the lotus plants planted in the canals.

After all the heroes from Bianjing went to Denglai to pan for gold, there were far fewer thefts in Bianjing city on weekdays.

I can only receive a salary of three to five thousand dollars a month, and I occasionally prey on the small businessmen and hawkers to get some benefits to survive.

Life is becoming more and more boring.

Suddenly.

Beep... beep beep... beep beep beep... beep beep beep...

Xu An heard a whistle.

He pricked up his ears and heard the same rhythmic whistle again.

Beep... beep beep... beep beep beep... beep beep beep...

"What is this?" Xu An jumped up and became energetic: "Come and live!"

He remembered it very clearly.

Kaifeng Mansion has issued strict orders a long time ago.

The newsboys of Bianjing Xinbao are the key protected objects of Kaifeng Prefecture.

Anyone who dares to extend his claws to those newsboys is a morally corrupt, unconscionable, and extremely shameless scumbag!

For such scum, the Kaifeng Prefecture's Left and Right Army Inspection Department must take a heavy blow!

What makes low-level officials like Xu An even more excited is that the KPIs have been set by the superiors.

For officers and soldiers patrolling the military stores, military stores, and fire stores in various places, as long as they can protect the newspaper boy once, they will be counted as one meritorious service. If they accumulate ten times, they will be able to reduce their grind by one year.

When the Bianjing Newspaper was first published last year, the people in the inspection department around Bianjing City went crazy with joy.

Many people have accumulated enough merit in a few days and have reduced their grind.

During that time, all the heroes and heroes in Bianjing city were credited to the inspection department of the left and right armies.

Some are lucky enough to earn enough merits in one go, get promoted directly, and go to work in the fat department of the Inspection Department.

But Xu An was not very lucky. Not to mention being promoted, he even lacked one credit to meet the standard of reducing the grinding force.

Now I hear the whistle, which is the standard newsboy asking for help.

Can Xu An still sit there?

He immediately picked up the weapon and alerted the few dozing fellows in the arsenal.

"Don't sleep, don't sleep!"

"The credit is delivered to your door!"

The sleepy soldiers opened their eyes and looked at Xu An: "Tou, what's going on?"

"Listen!" Xu An said to them.

The soldiers pricked up their ears.

They heard the whistle.

Come on everyone!

They all stood up and picked up their weapons: "That blind thief, how dare you offend Bianjing Xinbao!? Aren't they afraid of death?"

The water in Bianjing Xinbao is very deep.

Kaifeng Mansion and the Detective Department all have an unclear relationship with it.

Of course, these things are too far away from these preparations.

To be honest, as long as the fire is not burning in the brow, these guys will just procrastinate.

But the problem is, they are very wealthy!

People who have helped Bianjing Xinbao and come back to Bianjing Xinbao will definitely express their feelings.

Not only will someone bring the victimized newsboy to the door to say thank you and send him a token of gratitude.

Although it's not much, maybe only a few hundred pieces per person.

However, the newsboys of Bianjing New News will send letters of thanks to them and banners to hang at the door of the military store!

This is unbearable!

The soldiers are all rough and tough. Where have you seen such a battle?

They took their children and bowed in front of them to express their thanks, and each of them shouted out loud: "Thank you uncle for your generous support for the children. It's just a small gift, but I hope my uncle will accept it."

Then, the thank-you gift enclosed in the red envelope was delivered to the hands of these children, who bowed again to thank them and presented them with handwritten letters of thanks.

The contents of these thank-you letters are sincere, and they describe the past experiences of these children, who were bullied, helpless, and had no one to care about.

Then the conversation changed - thanks to the help of their uncle, the children began to understand the tenderness of the world.

Finally, someone beat gongs and drums and hung a banner in the lobby or door of the military store.

What about ‘heroes of righteousness’, ‘heroes who protect the people’, and ‘neighborhood righteous men’?

I really can't stand it, I can't stand it at all.

Not to mention, there were sergeants from the left and right military inspection departments who were so grateful that they came to recognize them as their uncles and adoptive fathers because they helped the newspaper boy. They visited their homes during every year and festival to express their gratitude. They were more sensible than their own nephews or sons.

, things of filial piety.

So, Xu An took his troops and set off in a hurry.

The efficiency is more than ten times faster than usual.

Soon, they arrived at the scene of the incident and saw a middle-aged civil servant in a green robe, with a group of followers, surrounding two poor newsboys, looking menacing and murderous.

Xu An's brows twitched and he said in his heart: "It's time for me to get promoted and make a fortune."

Green robe is the official uniform worn by civil servants and officials in the imperial court.

If you put him in another place, he would be a majestic and great person.

But in Bianjing City...

Even among high-ranking officials, there are many important ministers who wear fish bags around their waists and gold and silver fish bags.

As for Bianjing Xinbao, its background is unfathomable and its backing is beyond imagination.

Even the crows at Yushitai did not dare to interfere with the affairs of Bianjing Xinbao.

So, Xu An led his soldiers forward without fear and yelled loudly: "What's wrong? What's wrong!"

"Where did Xiaoxiao come from and dare to commit murder in the street, intimidate newsboys, and bully children?"

"Come on, arrest them all and take them back to the Military Inspection Department!"

He is just an eighth- or ninth-grade civil servant and an official in the imperial court.

The chief officers of the Inspection Department of the left and right armies in Bianjing were all senior military officials from the seventh or seventh rank.

Further up, the person in charge is the Kaifeng Prefecture's Director of Military Affairs. This assignment evolved from the Postal Supervisor of the Han and Tang Dynasties.

It has always been served by civil servants and courtiers from the seventh rank or even the seventh rank.
To be continued...