Chapter 632

Zhang Ming looks at Murong Jian and smiles brightly.

Murong Jian has a dark complexion. As long as you read and write down the contents of the pamphlet, you should not only read the contents of the letter, but also carefully consider the meaning between the lines, think out the most appropriate solution and write it on the paper

There are at least hundreds of letters in these two piles of letters. There are hundreds of difficult things in them. If he is allowed to check and reply by himself, he may not even check them before dawn tomorrow. The reply is finished

"There are too many letters, which are completely beyond the scope of normal people's handling. It's better to let colleagues stay and help them deal with them..."

Zhang Ming shook his head in disapproval: "Murong servant can get the emperor's approval and become a military servant. Surely he has extraordinary ability. These letters are a test for Murong's servant to see if he can deal with all kinds of problems quickly. Murong servant should do it by himself. How can he fake other people's hands..."

Murong Jian, with a gloomy face, should not a test be made in the daytime, under the gaze of military officials? How can he choose to leave so many letters to him when he goes down to the government office without leaving an official as his witness?

In doing so, they did not test his ability at all, but refused to accept him as a military servant and deliberately punished him

Looking at Murong Jian's ugly face, Zhang Ming's mood was inexplicably good. He said haughtily, "it's late. Let's go back first. Murong's valet will handle the letters slowly."

After taking a few steps, Zhang Ming turned to look at Murong Jian again. He lowered his voice mysteriously: "remind Murong servant quietly that these letters are all urgent letters, which are specially requested by the emperor. They must be handled before dawn tomorrow. Murong servant should come on..."

Murong Jian's sharp eyes, like a sharp arrow, shot at Zhang Ming fiercely. Zhang Ming turned a blind eye to him. He took Zhao Ji and Wang Xue and walked forward leisurely. In the wind, he asked happily: "it's still early. Why don't we go to Linjiang tower for a drink?"

"Well, I heard that a new cook came to Linjiang building and cooked a good dish..." Zhao Ji nodded in agreement.

"I haven't been drinking in Linjiang building for many days. I really miss it..." The three brothers are silent.

Murong Jian's face was gloomy and terrifying: they went to dinner with a smile, but let him stay here to deal with these letters which were important enough to kill him. It was really hateful

Murong Jian hit the table with a wave of his hand. He knocked a small piece out of the corner of the table. A little bit of foam filled the room. His cold voice sounded slowly: "ah Yan, go and help me prepare dinner and supper. Tonight, I'm going to turn on the light to deal with letters..."

The people in the army want to test his ability, don't they? He shows them!

After a simple dinner, Murong Jian picked up the letters, carefully read them one after another, and wrote his own handling opinions with heart.

Letters written in one book are put aside. There are fewer and fewer letters on the desk

When the last letter was finished, Murong Jian gave a long sigh of relief. He stood up slowly and moved his stiff body. He didn't want to. His joints and muscles hurt sharply.

Murong Jian took a breath of cold air and suddenly remembered that after he was injured, he was busy reading pamphlets and letters before he could scrape the medicine.

Opening his chair, Murong JianZheng was ready to go back to his house, but he saw Zhang Ming, Zhao Ji, Cheng Qian, and Wang Xue come over and greet him with a smile: "Murong servant, good morning."

He didn't go to bed all night.

Murong Jian in the heart of anger, but on the surface is a pair of salty not light appearance: "early."

"Oh, Murong's servant really handled all the letters overnight." Cheng Qian stepped forward and looked at the neat letters and reply letters in front of Murong Jian, full of amazement.

"Murong servant is really outstanding, different..."

"The speed with which things are handled is amazing."

Zhao Ji, Wang Xue also came forward, looked at Murong Yue's reply letter, repeatedly praised.

Murong Jian in the heart of the anger dissipated a few minutes, thick pride in the heart of the cohesion: "you flatter."

"We don't praise too much. It's a rare talent to handle so many letters properly overnight. We can't do it..." Cheng Qian's every word was solemn.

"Yes, yes..." Wang Xue and Zhao Ji also praised and admired Murong Jian's ability.

"If it is a talent, it must be reused, and it must not be buried." Zhang Mingxiao said slightly, ignoring Murong Jian's tired eyes, carrying a large pile of letters on Murong Jian's desk: "these letters, trouble Murong Chamberlain..."

Murong Jian's face was gloomy for a moment: "what is this?"

"Something about the Ministry of war." Zhang Ming explained in a low voice: "Murong Shi Lang has handled so many letters of the military department perfectly after understanding the 7788 of the military department. It is enough to prove that Murong Shilang has outstanding ability and can start to deal with the affairs of the military department."

Murong Jian's face softened down. Zhang Ming took these letters to recognize his ability, not to make trouble for him. However, "how can there be so many letters?"Zhang Ming said with a smile: "Murong Chamberlain doesn't know. It's spring, and there are many affairs in the military department. In addition, the former military department's servant was seriously injured, and many things were not handled and overstocked. That's all..."

"So..." Murong Jian looked at the tall letter and frowned tightly,

"what's the matter with Murong servant?" Zhang Ming looked at him puzzled.

Murong Jian's eyes are deep. He is in pain all over his body. He is very uncomfortable. He wants to go back to his house and have a rest

"If the Murong chamberlain is not feeling well, you can ask for leave and go to the hospital for treatment..." Zhang Ming's "kind" suggestion.

Murong Jian's eyes are shining. Today is the second day of his coming to the military department. Now it's time for him to go to the government. If he says that he is not feeling well and goes to the hospital for treatment, he will surely leave the impression that he is ill.

At that time, Zhang Ming will take these letters away immediately. He will never take them again in a short time. He is relaxed. But from now on, he will not contact the affairs of the military department again.

Because Zhang Ming was not particularly welcome by them, because of his outstanding ability, they had to hand over the affairs of the military department to him. They were all staring at him quietly, waiting to catch his handle. He would not let them do it

"I'm fine."

"Since it's OK, let's start to deal with the letters. These letters are also very important. Try to finish them before going to the government today." Zhang Ming gently said, the corner of his mouth curved with a smile of trickery.

www.novelhall.com , the fastest update of the webnovel!