Ju Ming already understood what was going on. Some of the archers he had led were recruited by the new Chief Zhang, and the rest were all retaliated by subordinate officials. Every year, they were selected from these archers for all kinds of hard work.

"Wait a minute!" Zhu Ming stopped him quickly.

When the officer saw that Zhu Ming was dressed as a scholar, he immediately put on a smile and said, "Hello, Mr. Minister."

Ju Ming took out four pieces of money and stuffed them into the hands of the official: "These four people were once my subordinates. Can you treat them favorably and leniently along the way?"

When the official saw the words on the money clearly and realized that it was money, he immediately laughed even more happily: "Since my young husband has spoken, I will give you preferential treatment and ensure that the four of them come back alive."

"Where are you from?" Zhu Ming asked again.

The official replied: "I am from the Tea and Horse Department of Xingyuan Prefecture."

Ju Ming asked: "Have you ever heard of me, Zhu Chenggong?"

The official was stunned for a moment, and then became more respectful: "I know, it turns out that it was the Eighth Line Scholars in person, and the entire Xingyuan Mansion knew that you had brought immortal grains from overseas."

"Good job taking care of my people." Ju Ming patted him on the shoulder.

"Definitely." The official bowed quickly.

Zhu Ming then said to the four former archers: "If there are any more servants, go to Heifeng Village. When you return home, tell this to the other brothers."

"Thank you all for helping me!" The four people kowtowed frantically.

This is all Ju Ming can do. Unless he rebels immediately, he must not offend Tea Horse.

Offending the Tea Horse Master is more terrifying than offending the magistrate or magistrate!
Chapter completed!