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Chapter 101: Just want to howl loudly!
Chapter 101: Just want to howl loudly!2025-05-31
Chapter 101: Just want to howl loudly!
As soon as Wen Gu displayed this "battle robe," the seniors who had been looking at him with kindly eyes instantly changed their attitudes.
They all held important positions and wielded great power.
They came back to Xin Prefecture City for the Chinese New Year, knowing that Boss Zhao's private treasury was full at this time, and they could ask for some.
They originally only regarded their colleagues as competitors, but they didn't expect to add a whelp right before the meeting!
However, they knew very little about Wen Gu, so they were wary but not particularly concerned.
A whelp's teeth couldn't gnaw much, right?
There was no time to think too much! They put aside the unexpectedness brought by Wen Gu and continued with the plan.
The first crying-poor conference of the New Year began!The big shots present vied to perform, and for a time, invisible smoke filled the room.
If they hadn't been forbidden to bring weapons into this place, these people would probably have fought each other face-to-face!
If they didn't grab now, by the end of the meeting, Old Zhao's account balance would have been distributed to everyone!
There could be no hesitation or mercy when fighting for funds!
Wen Gu sat at the end, observing the battle unfolding before him and the reactions of the Zhao Family Father and Son.
Uncle Zhao seemed calm, but the muscles in his face twitched from time to time, showing that his emotions were not as stable as they seemed.
Cousin Zhao wore an expression of "having expected this all along."
The city defense army, as the main force after the weather warmed up, had the greatest chance of winning.
The two big shots in charge of the city defense army had just begun to conjure up a little moisture in their eyes when the chief officer and deputy officer of the Xiànsòu Army opposite them started crying!
They howled with full emotion and exceptional explosiveness!
Their Xiànsòu Army had been "hunting" outside from late autumn to the entire winter, and the continuous combat had consumed a lot. They urgently needed supplies!
They were starving!
They were suffering!
They were tired!
They cried about everything from the secretly executed plan to the frostbite on the soldiers' bodies.
Plus, the work tasks that had to continue after the New Year, and then responding to ships going north during the melting and rising water period in late winter and early spring, monitoring merchant caravans and scattered refugee groups…
Wen Gu listened as this big shot, dressed in old cloth clothes, cried and sang about their hardships.
As one of the personnel who went north in autumn and winter, Wen Gu had seen the equipment of the Zhao Family's Xiànsòu Army.
The Zhao Family would not save money on military expenses, especially for the Xiànsòu Army, which was the sharp edge facing outwards!
The military expenses of the three armies were not cut; that was the foundation of the Zhao Clan!
The elite troops of the Xiànsòu Army were well-equipped, and the other teams in the army were slightly less equipped, but they were not as poor and desperate as this big shot was crying about.
Someone who didn't know might think the Xiànsòu Army went hunting on donkeys!
However, the Xiànsòu Army big shots who were crying didn't care what others thought; they just wanted Boss Zhao to know their difficulties!
Especially after seeing the divine artifact called the telescope!
It was rumored that the craftsmen's efficiency in grinding lenses was not high, and the number of telescopes produced would be limited.
Then, the distribution of items would definitely have a sequence, who was first and who was last? Who got more and who got less?
Wen Gu was the inventor and manufacturer, but the one responsible for allocation was Boss Zhao!
Boss, look at me!
Our Xiànsòu Army has to go out!
We are the face of the Zhao Clan!
We are in most urgent need of the latest military equipment!
We are the sharpest swords in your hand!
Zhao Family Head: "…"
When the big shots of the city defense army saw that they were being preempted, they cursed the other party for being unfair in their hearts and quickly and forcefully interrupted the opponent's "spell." Then, they skillfully combined crying, flattery, and slighting—
Master!!
Our city defense army doesn't act as ostentatiously as the Xiànsòu Army, and our crying isn't as loud.
We just quietly do our work and contribute silently!
You are a wise patriarch; you can't let the honest children suffer ahhhh!
Wen Gu's gaze fell on the big shots of the city defense army, and he thought.
To be fair, the city defense army's workload was indeed heavy.
In the past autumn and winter seasons, the city defense army continuously "plowed" the land in Xin Prefecture, clearing out evil creatures and screening previously undiscovered villages and towns.
After the weather warmed up and after the New Year, the city defense army would once again face the crisis outside.
They would also have to strengthen patrols and protect farming. The tasks were indeed heavy, and the military expenses required for this were not small.
However, looking at the newly built defensive fortifications and the replacement of city defense equipment, it was evident that Old Zhao had subsidized a lot.
Had the city defense army suffered financially?
Not at all!
It was just not obvious.
Yet, these generals in their forties and fifties who held military power performed the sadness and helplessness of the repressed and honest people with flowing ease. The seemingly honest scholar cooperated with the performance from the side.
The combination of civil and military arts enhanced the effect!
The big shots of the city defense army appeared wronged and honest, as if they had suffered greatly in their daily lives.
In reality, their money bags were full, and they wished they could lick every last bit of extra balance from Old Zhao's warehouse clean!
Wen Gu's gaze then turned to the representative of the Patrol Division.
The chief officer of the Patrol Division, Pei Jun, was not skilled in this area, so the deputy officer rushed forward and howled even louder, one person doing the work of two.
It was said that the Patrol Division was the Zhao family's "biological son," or rather, their youngest son.
There was a folk saying: the youngest son and the grandson are the old people's lifelines.
In the eyes of many, the Patrol Division, with its status as the "legitimate youngest son," was the one favored by the Zhao Family Head among the three major military institutions.
But!
The deputy officer of the Patrol Division assumed an air of "having many hidden grievances that are hard to articulate," radiating suppressed and patient emotions—
Even the "legitimate youngest son" had no surplus grain at home!
Master, love me a little more!
Your legitimate youngest son is living frugally!
Can you bear to see your youngest son, whom you meticulously nurtured, fail to develop properly?!
The chief officer, Pei Jun, didn't talk much, but his words always helped. Each time, he would smoothly pick up the deputy officer's act, ensuring the performance wouldn't be interrupted!
On his face, he wore a subtle paleness and sorrow, his voice tinged with a faint tremor, skillfully portraying the sorrow of a "fallen noble seeking a meal," eliciting sympathy.
Wen Gu looked at their "frail and weak" and unconfident demeanor, and then recalled Uncle Shen's reaction of hiding when he saw people from the Patrol Division…
Was the Patrol Division lacking in confidence?
Any more favoritism and they would be unstoppable!
However, Wen Gu could understand.
In such chaotic times, everyone hoped to have more supplies in their pockets and support more people.
Everyone hoped to receive greater support from their Lord!
When striving for extra military funds and support, it was the subjective initiative of each party that was tested!
If you want military funds, you can't have any pride!
How could you have it both ways?
Everyone knew they were acting, but if you want something, you have to howl loudly!
You have to shake Boss Zhao's emotions! Strongly convey your needs!
Are we crying for ourselves?
No!
We are crying for the tens of thousands of soldiers, the troops, and the common people under us!
We are crying for the Zhao Clan!
Xiànsòu Army, City Defense Army, Patrol Division.
Each party conveyed the same message: Boss, look at me! Is there any cake? I have a big mouth, so I'll eat first!
Wen Gu was sincerely studying at this moment.
These seniors were truly seniors!
Most people couldn't witness this scene, and even if they did, they would find it hard to maintain their composure.
Indeed, when a family business grows large, it's hard to be the head of the family.
It's hard to be fair; both the palm and the back of one's hand are equally important.
Look at his Uncle, he was visibly getting haggard.
Look at his Cousin, Young Master Zhao, who gradually went from a poker face to "What kind of nonsense are you talking about," and then to emotional emptiness.
And then look at the performers on the stage—
These three groups were definitely old partners, cooperating with tacit understanding.
A glance between them was enough to know the next step.
Look at them, they only spoke half a sentence but could complete a vast exchange of information!
With someone cooperating, they could achieve goals with extremely high efficiency, extracting money from the Zhao Family Father and Son's accounts!
Wen Gu was deeply moved, thinking about his own employees, and fell into contemplation.
He was at a disadvantage fighting alone. He needed to whip his staff into shape as soon as possible so that when he faced such occasions in the future, he too would bring people to cooperate.
One responsible for reason, one for madness!
(End of this chapter)