After slapping the manager of the Manufacturing Bureau, the official in the Transportation Office pointed directly at the nose of the manager and cursed, and his saliva sprayed on the manager's face, "Do you know what the Transportation Office does? If you don't know, go and inquire. In the territory of the Han Empire, there are all chariots, horses, boats and boats. Our Transportation Office has the right to govern. Don't say that you break a broken window, or burn your broken workshop with a torch. So what can you do? Let me tell you the truth. In the future, half of the four-wheeled carriages produced by your Manufacturing Bureau will be requisitioned. Now, no one in the yard is allowed to be taken away, and they are all requisitioned by us. I will stay here forever in the future. My words are the rules here. Do you understand?"

The yard here is still a distance from the spring-equipment workshop. Several officials from the Transportation Office here have no idea what happened to the Spring-equipment Workshop. They are still showing off their power here, using the sign of the Transportation Office to act as a blessing.

The first person to see Yan Liqiang bringing a bunch of people was the manager of the manufacturing bureau who was slapped in the face. When Yan Liqiang came over, the manager didn't care that his face was still burning and hurt, so he hurriedly saluted Yan Liqiang, "I've seen the supervisor!"

Seeing the officials in charge of the business and slapped him, the official in the Transportation Office who slowly turned around. Seeing Yan Liqiang walking over without expression, the official in the Transportation Office raised his eyebrows, swept his eyes over the ash spear on Yan Liqiang's hand and the people following Yan Liqiang. There was a disdainful smile on his face, and he smacked his lips, "Oh, come here with so many people, what are you doing? Are you using a spear to scare people? I will tell you the rules here in the future today, you are the one with the surname..."

The official from the Transportation Office did not finish his words because the spear in Yan Liqiang's hand had already stabbed directly into his mouth. The sharp and cold spear head, with a trace of blood, emerged from the back of his head.

The manager and several craftsmen were stunned. The officials in the Transportation Office who were laughing on the four-wheeled carriage were also stunned. Then they realized what was going on. The two officials in the Transportation Office were about to pull the knife around their waists, but just as their hands just touched the handle, the spear in Yan Liqiang's hand just turned around and flashed. The throats of the two people had been pierced. Yan Liqiang picked them off from the carriage, and the two bodies fell directly to the ground...

"Oh my God..." Seeing the three people around him turned into three corpses in the blink of an eye, the only two remaining officials from the transfer yamen were frightened and weakened. One official had his legs weakened and he knelt on the ground, and the other turned around and was about to run away. But no matter how fast that person was, how could he be faster than the spear in Yan Liqiang's hand?

With a "puff...", the ash spear stabbed into the man's back, and the tip of the spear came out of the man's chest, and then instantly retracted. The man had just run two steps and fell to the ground.

"Manager Zhu, is it okay?" Yan Liqiang, who had put away the spear, asked the manager.

"No... it's okay!" The Manager Zhu looked at Yan Liqiang and touched his red face. His expression was astonished and shocked. It was indescribable. He was both excited and scared. "Sir, these... these people are from the Transportation Office..."

The voice came to the back, and there was a strong threat of death.

"This manufacturing bureau is the property of Qi Yun's Supervisor, and is under the jurisdiction of Qi Yun's Supervisor. Even if it is in accordance with the rules and laws of the Han Empire, the Northwest Transport Office has no right to interfere in the affairs of Qi Yun's Supervisor!" Qian Su responded coldly.

"Hahaha, what a shit Qiyun Supervisor's Mansion, hasn't it been extinct for decades? It's in Ganzhou, it's from the Han Empire. Our northwest Transportation Office has the right to manage it. Besides, the Qiyun Supervisor's Mansion is just a vain thing, how can you make a count? Isn't your predecessor to the Mansion? Then where is the Supervisor's Mansion?"

"Since Your Majesty has personally enthroned Qi Yun to supervise, there will naturally be Qi Yun to supervise the mansion. Does Lord Tu still have to question His Majesty's will?"

"I respect you so much, so I told you so much. Otherwise, you are a small craftsman and military camp, and you are not even qualified to stand in front of me. Are you planning to toast or not to eat a punishment?" The voice had completely become cold and angry.

"I said that the only one who can keep his word in this manufacturing bureau is the only one who can keep his word. I don't even think about it. If Lord Tu wants to take over the manufacturing bureau, he still needs the approval of the supervision bureau!" Qian Su's voice was still quiet.

"That's fine. When I take over the Manufacturing Bureau, you can notify Yan Liqiang and let him come to see me..."

Hearing this, Yan Liqiang had already walked to the door of the flower hall, pushed open the door of the flower hall, and walked into the room.

There were two people in the room, sitting across a coffee table. Qian Su looked angry and his hands on his knees were already tightly pinched into fists. The person sitting opposite Qian Su looked like a pig, with a fat head and big ears, a bloated figure, wearing a scarlet official robe, holding a teacup in his hand, tilting his head, squinting his eyes, and a disdainful smile on the corner of his mouth. He glanced at Qian Su, and was delivering the teacup in his hand to his mouth.

Seeing Yan Liqiang walking in, Qian Su was surprised and quickly stood up...

"Rareless, who are you? You dare to break here..." The fat pig was stunned for a moment, and then became furious.

Yan Liqiang walked directly to the fat pig without saying a word, and slapped the fat pig in the face...
Chapter completed!