A broken waist warning from a god judge

"Your location is here."

Hotaru gave the other colleagues an almost warning look, telling them to take back the resentment they had caused due to the long wait.

——This is a wonderful way to transfer hatred.

Looking at the angry faces around him, Jin Jian sneered in his heart.

This Yingwan is worthy of being the caring little padded jacket of the god judge. It is estimated that everyone has forgotten that he has been waiting for a long time hungry, and instead thinks that he is a fusangshen, what qualifications does he have to pose a superior to himself who is also a sword? spectrum.

In this Honmaru, only the God-inspector can, isn't it?

Even if it is a close attendant, it is only to convey the consciousness of the god judge, who is this high-ranking posture for now.

Yun Jin didn't notice these turbulent dark waves at all.

Excuseme, she can't even recognize the faces of these Fusangshen, what can she tell.In addition, most of his thoughts were still on the retrograde army, and he was able to sit down safely without bumping into the corner of the table, all because of Hotaru's whispered reminder from behind.

"Why doesn't everyone eat?"

Yun Jin, who was the first to pick up the chopsticks, looked at the sword below in confusion: "You must be very hungry, right? After all, I've been lingering in the forging room for so long."

You also know what you did.

Sanriyue, who was feeling more and more powerless, said softly, and I started, and took the lead in picking up the soup bowl next to me.

"……I see."

In my own home, there is no need to remind the food to prepare mentally before eating. As long as everyone is seated and grandpa says that the meal is ready, the next step is swords and swords.

Everyone in Yunjin's family seems to have the habit of grabbing the food in the bowl to make it more delicious, but it is only limited to the food before it is put in the bowl, as long as it falls in the bowl, it is a sacred thing that no one can touch.

Private property enjoys the highest protection.

That's probably what he said.

"Then do I have to add this sentence?" She asked in a low voice, sitting on her right hand, who was also closest to her, Hotaru, "I have forgotten your traditional customs..."

"Don't be so troublesome."

Hotaru shook his head calmly: "You can do whatever you want."

In a sense, the deep meaning behind this sentence is quite dangerous.

"Should I reheat the meal?"

Candlestick hesitated for a moment before asking, the blood on his face hadn't fully recovered, and he felt a little bit of a tendency to collapse when the wind blows.

Seeing his face, Yun Jin quickly waved her hands.

God, after beating up a fragile knife spirit, am I going to turn into a devil who instructs patients to cook for themselves?

No wonder the eyes of the swords below are faintly hostile. The colleague who gets along day and night is sick. She, the god judge, is a legend who can squeeze the marrow out of Fu Sangshen's bones before stopping. figure.

"I suddenly thought of a question."

Discussing things at the dinner table is also one of the traditions of the Chinese people. Yunjin said without any psychological burden: "Do you have five insurances and one housing fund?"

——What novel things are the judges talking about?

Question marks appeared on the heads of the men with swords. They looked at Yunjin, waiting for a more specific explanation.

"Looks like it's gone."

There is no need to ask about the rest. There is no such basic guarantee, so let’s talk about the legitimate benefits of working eight hours a day and three times the salary for overtime.

It is estimated that weekends and statutory holidays will continue to work, and they will travel between the battlefield and the Honmaru throughout the year without stopping.

Thinking about these questions, Yunjin unconsciously picked up the food on the plate and put it into her mouth.She ate so fast that she wiped out all the dishes before the others put down their chopsticks.

When she put down her chopsticks, she heard the sound of dishes colliding on the bottom. They hurriedly stopped what they were doing to show their respect for the judge.

"May I ask, do you have wages subsidized by the government?"

This time, Yunjin asked cautiously: "For example, according to your performance on the battlefield, there will be special rewards, and every time you go out in battle, there will be basic salary and so on..."

"What are you talking about, is it similar to the small sentence handed out by current affairs to the god judge?"

After listening to the translation of Five Tigers, Fujishiro Hakata quickly realized: "Are you joking with us?"

They even handed over all the small judging boxes they brought back from the expedition to Fusangshen, how could they get such generous treatment.

Rather, if you are injured on the battlefield and you need to spend resources to repair it when you return to Honmaru, you will still get the look of disgust from the god judge.

"..."

I was wrong, the government of the time, you are the real black-hearted capitalist, let a group of free coolies work for you for so long, and you can't even give up a little money.

Patting her own face, Yun Jin thought about it, and then asked: "Then who was in charge of the logistics before me? Especially those who need money for planning, there must be."

"it's me."

Hakata recalled the memories that made him feel uncomfortable, and the tone of the response was also thorny: "The other one is Kiki Hasebe, and most of Honmaru's affairs are in charge of the two of us."

Hasebe, whose name was called, was taken aback for a moment, subconsciously straightened his back, and instantly stood out from the majestic fusangshen.

"It's that, and that, right?"

After confirming with Yingwan that there is no problem with the candidate, Yunjin urged Boduo and Yaqie to eat quickly: "Come find me after eating, I have something to discuss with you."

The other swords didn't speak too much, and they could feel the subtle joy in the opponent's heart just by meeting their eyes.

How should I put it, this is the first time I have met a judge who has considered this matter for them.

Xiaopan, and the Koshu gold they couldn't get belonged to the private property of the owner of the Honmaru. To be more precise, their swords were also part of the private property.

The god judges are willing to use resources to make knife equipment, and are willing to buy them props that can restore health, but in their hearts, they never consider these more detailed points.

Have you ever seen someone give pocket money to their own pots and shovels?

The actual situation is not much different from this metaphor. They can't even control the ownership by themselves, so where do they get other freedoms.

Even Daojian himself ignored the deviation in treatment in this regard. They, who were used to being loyal subordinates, followed the path they had traveled in the past in this relatively special Honmaru, and did not open their mouths to seek better benefits for themselves.

In their eyes, this is clearly an act of crossing the line.

Whether it is a reward or a punishment from the superior, they should accept it, and even if they have complaints, they should bury them in their hearts and forbear them.

And the only exception, Jinjian who was forcibly sealed, isn't it the best example?

Resisting the god judge, the result is being locked in a dark courtyard, with no chance to come out, and can only sleep day after day until he dissipates.

- It's terrifying.

Tsurumaru Kuninaga ate the fish on the plate one after another, picking up a little bit with chopsticks and putting it into his mouth each time.

Our god judge brought her and Fu Sangshen closer with a single sentence.

Whether this was done unintentionally, or whether she deliberately used this topic to ease the embarrassing situation, Tsurumaru is still unable to make a specific judgment for the time being.

Where is that adult so easy to see clearly?

When they met for the first time, they thought she was an ordinary little girl, who could be fooled by just coaxing and tricking her casually, but every development after that caught Fu Sangshen by surprise.

This time too, no matter what Fu Sangshen thinks about the topic she raised, she can find out what's going on in Honmaru through Hakata Toshiro and Yakiri Hasebe.

I understand why the one who worked so hard to send the Otachi turned into what it is today.

Sure enough, they are like masters, they are all the same cunning, and they are almost as difficult to catch as a fox with oiled soles.

Tsurumaru gave Hotaru a look of admiration with a half-smile, which made the temple of Odachi who was drinking soup involuntarily jump.

I'm afraid I made up some weird things in my own brain.

Deeply understanding how strong Fu Sangshen's divergent thinking is, Yingwan looked back very calmly, and even gave a business-like smile.

It is very standard, the radians of the mouth corners on both sides are compared with a ruler, no more and no less.

Abbreviation, skinny smile.

"Honeymaru, can I go now?"

Yun Jin thought about her half-knocked enemy dagger, and it had its own consciousness in her hand, and wanted to command her feet to take her back with her whole body.

"Bodo and the others are ready to eat, why not go with you?"

"Okay, it's best to make a quick decision."

After calling Hotaru who was in charge of the translation, the group of four calmly left.

The long-awaited meeting ended in such a hurry, and the fusangshen who were not qualified to follow sighed in disappointment.

Zong San Zuo Wenwen held the rosary beads, his eyes were dim, and the beads were spinning subconsciously in his hands. This was his usual action when thinking about problems, basically Zuo Wenwen's knives were like this.

Seeing this scene, Xiaoye pursed her lips tightly and didn't say much. After helping to take the bowl to the kitchen, the dagger, who was not his turn to help today, went home like this.

As for the two Fu Sangshen who followed Yun Jin, the ups and downs in their hearts could not be summed up in one sentence.

"Would you like tea? Would you like a snack? Would you like a cushion?"

The interrogator sent three soul questions, and the two Fu Sangshen nodded and shook their heads.

"You don't need to sit on your knees, it's easy to get numb in that position."

Yun Jin, who understands numbness in feet, said understandingly: "Actually, I don't have any other questions about calling you here. I just want to ask, if you are paid, how much would it be better?"

"Why would you want to do this?"

Bodo didn't want to beat around the bush and waste his tongue: "It's okay if you don't do this, as long as you are willing to let us play normally, don't hold back in this pill anymore..."

"You misunderstand what I mean."

Yun Jin felt in her heart that these Fu Sangshen are really the most dedicated and good employees in the universe: "I just think that if you continue to work like this, as a judge of gods, I will feel uneasy in my conscience."

Grandpa said that if you want to get something, you have to pay. For example, if she wants to eat snacks, she has to mine and dig rocks by herself.

But these Fusangshen are different, they are just giving in a blindfold, and what they get is a compliment for a job well done.

What's the use of that?No one can say good things, even Yun Jin, who is not good at this, can talk about the same thing for a long time.

In her eyes, these fusangshen are hard-working cows who have to work in the fields and drink air to produce milk...

No, they don't seem to be able to give birth... Wait a minute, let's skip this question.

In short, as a monster who grew up in a peaceful age under the love of his relatives, Yunjin cannot accept this kind of exploitative behavior, so the first step to change is to start with salary.

"How much better do you think?"

Yun Jin asked very sincerely.

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Yunjin: Grandpa, let me tell you that I saw a group of cows that can produce milk without even eating grass!

Daozijing: (sudden chills from behind) What the hell?

Because it's too miserable, so send them some small money _(:зゝ∠)_

extra long day