A Million Ways To Live In A Dungeon

Chapter 322 Three Two Two: Zheng Qian is going crazy

at the same time.

“What the hell?! The funding is gone this year?!”

Facing the fifty apprentices who have already been admitted to the new Martial King in front of him, Zheng Qian’s face almost turned into a memorial.

Ten days ago, Zheng Qian sent an application memorial to Situ Zhou before learning that Situ Zhou was going to be dying.

The Martial King is responsible for cultivating elite fighters. This is the purpose of the Martial King’s existence, not that the country will give you a special department for you to pretend to be force.

Therefore, whether Zheng Qian likes it or not, since he has promised to establish a new Martial King, he must train new people.

Zheng Qian feels annoying and has been looking for excuses to drag it around. To this day, it can be regarded as the limit.

So ten days ago, Zheng Qian knew that he couldn’t hold on any longer, so he simply accepted it and sent a funding application to Situ Zhou.

However, I never thought that after only three hours after the memorial was sent out, I received the news that Situ Zhou was not working.

Urgently rushed to the palace, there was also the scene of Zhao Aotian, Zheng Qian, and Jin Ge, and the three of them sent the king off that day.

Of course, Situ Zhou is dead, and the responsibility of the new Martial King is still there. Even if the funds are not available, Zheng Qian has to start hiring people step by step.

As for the expenses, the part that can be credited on credit, and the part that cannot be credited, Zheng Qian asked the bank to borrow some bridge funds.

In fact, Situ Zhou would not deduct such just-needed funds, and Zheng Qian still understands him.

Now that Situ Zhou is dead, Jin Ge is the regent, but it is better to speak. As long as Jin Ge approves, the funds will be in place.

Originally, Zheng Qian thought so.

But I never expected that today, the memorial will be replied.

The bright red “Rejection” written with dragons and phoenix dances, as if mocking Zheng Qian’s exaggerated expression of consternation at this moment.

With a click.

The folder was smashed to pieces, and Zheng Qian’s entire face was suffocated with anger.

I remember, Jin Ge now delegates all the memorials to Situ Xing, right?

With Jin Ge’s age and energy, I am afraid that he can’t fully monitor and give directions when reviewing.

In other words, is this Situ Xing’s idea?

“That stinky boy has a poop in his head?!”

With a crash, Zheng Qian smashed the memorial and stood up abruptly with a slap on the table.

“Kacher, hand it over to you, I’ll go to the palace.”

With that, Zheng Qian opened the space to transfer and rushed into the palace angrily.

As soon as I arrived at the palace, I saw Jinge on the huge training ground, leisurely dancing the square dance with a dozen palace ladies.

“Jinge!” Zheng Qian shouted angrily, and was about to steal Jin Ge, who was about to steal an old palace lady’s butt, and almost didn’t urinate in shock.

“Master Power Bank, it’s an honor to be honored.” Jin Ge greeted him with a smile on his entire face like a chrysanthemum.

But Zheng Qian didn’t give him a good face. Like a chicken, he held him in his hand and walked to the palace without stopping: “Take me to see Situ Xing.”

“Huh? What’s the matter?”

“Don’t talk nonsense and show me the way!”

Throwing Ginger forward like trash, Ginger twisted in the air like a cat, and finally landed smoothly.

lead the way!

Zheng Qian repeated this sentence with his eyes.

Ginger suddenly felt a little bit afraid.

Master power bank, is this in a bad mood?

That kid Situ Xing, what’s wrong with this?

Wait a minute, this kid is now locked up in my room, how did he get into the power bank? so amazing.

“This… this way.”

Following Jinge, Zheng Qian soon came to the front of the palace.

With a bang, the door slammed open.

They were shocked when they were reviewing Situ Xing inside.

Zheng Qian’s face exuded a haze of anger.

Taking a step out, with a strong wave of his hand, the space that wrapped the entire room was cut off and was torn to pieces on the spot.

“Prince Star, the memorial that dismissed my new Martial King door, can you explain to me the reason?”

This guy……

Situ Xing suddenly felt cold.

Compared with Zheng Qian’s anger, he cares more about Zheng Qian’s moves in entering the door.

The space that I couldn’t break was cut off, and he was torn apart like plastic wrap?

and…

He glanced at the purple brilliance that was dissipating in Zheng Qian’s hand.

Purple?

As we all know, the fighting spirit is red, and the magic element is purple.

Zheng Qian is a magician?

I thought it was a soldier.

But having said that, what is going on with this amazing strength?

That space severance was a super-high-level space magic, let alone cracking it, Situ Xing was the first to know that this kind of magic existed yesterday.

Is this Zheng Qian stronger than Jinge?

No, it’s not right.

Situ Xing quickly rejected this idea.

The strength of a magician is proportional to his age.

Looking at Jin Ge on the side, his head was sweaty and slightly panicked.

I see.

Situ Xing faintly smiled.

Was it because he was afraid of hurting Zheng Qian, that Jinge took the initiative to lift the space break?

Heh, I also thought, this guy looks a little younger than Zhao Aotian, how could he be better than Jinge?

What’s more, he is a magician, if he is really better than Jinge, why

Thinking of this, Situ Xing let go, and deep down in his heart he drew a less than or equal sign between Zheng Qian and Zhao Aotian.

“I approved it, what’s the matter?” Situ Xing relaxed, leaning on the chair, and said calmly.

“Why deduct my funds?!” Zheng Qian shouted.

Situ Xing looked confidently and said, “Why? Martial King burns millions of gold coins every year.

According to information, brewing, training, weapon supply, education, etc., Zhao Aotian’s old Martial King clearly has these excellent industrial chains, but there is no sign of profit.

Even if it is profitable, it is not profitable.

For so many years, it is equivalent to the state raising the Martial King door in vain.

I think that, as a Martial King, you should share your worries for the country, rather than take your salary for nothing.

Now that your new Martial King has finally gotten into formality, but you applied for a lot of funds from the beginning, I don’t think it’s appropriate.

The country cannot raise two Martial Kings in vain. You should share your worries for the country and find a way to solve the funding problem yourself. At least half of it can be solved, right? ”

“White? Raise?”

These two words deeply stimulated Zheng Qian’s nerves.

Looking at Situ Xing’s confidence, standing on a commanding height, Zheng Qian suddenly became a little annoyed.

Turning back, glanced at Jin Ge.

Ginger shook his head, saying that he didn’t know.

Yes, of course he didn’t know. He wanted to know that Situ Xing would still be allowed to make this decision, for fear that it was not the birthday man who hanged himself, and he was impatient.

“In your eyes, the Martial King gate is kept for nothing, isn’t it?” On the surface, the angry Zheng Qian was surprisingly calm.

“Isn’t it?” Situ Xing tilted his head and clasped his chest: “I think Martial King’s salary can remain unchanged, and the annual Martial King’s funding should be reduced to one-tenth of the original.

After all, you Martial King get such a high salary, everything in Martial King is your own business.

For funding matters, find a solution by yourself. ”

Hearing this, instead of getting angry, Zheng Qian let out a chuckle.

He turned his head and said to Jinge in an almost sneer tone: “Listen, is this talking about people from Yangjian? How did you teach him?”

When Jinge heard this, he immediately lowered his head guiltily.

Zheng Qian ignored him and walked away.

At the moment when he passed by, he added in a very low voice: “Don’t let me see you dancing the square dance again.”

Then turned and left.

“Humph.”

Situ Xing sat in a confident manner and watched Zheng Qian leave.

Looking at him, Jin Ge had a terrible headache.

Others don’t know, but Jinge knows Zheng Qian very well.

Situ Xing is the son of Situ Zhou, so even though he is only three years younger than Zhao Aotian, he should be considered Junior.

Out of the face of Situ Zhou, out of tolerance for Junior’s first mistake, out of his own responsibility as a subordinate, and finally Jin Ge himself neglected to guide.

When the four were added, Zheng Qian didn’t beat him.

If any of these four reasons were missing, Situ Xing would not be paralyzed by Zheng Qian today.

Is Zheng Qian not angry?

No, he was furious.

It’s because I’m angry that I won’t talk nonsense with you.

Looking at the smug look on Situ Xing’s face, he seemed to be complacent and able to leave Zheng Qian.

Boy, did you know that you almost had a big deal?

Ginger squeezed his eyebrows.

I thought he had a good talent, but I didn’t expect…

It seems that strict discipline will be required in the future.

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