Chapter 617: Want to marry a wife (three shifts)

The big soldier said to Ma Gui: "Write all the things you just said to me in the letter. In particular, I must remind my family that once the receipts are taken, they must not be falsely claimed.
I also need to tell them that when they receive money, five taels are five taels. I have already paid the handling fee and they don't have to pay another penny. Also, tell them not to worry about me, I am fine here. "
Ma Gui nodded and wrote according to the facts.
The two pages are full of writing.
Ma Gui asked the big head soldier, "Do you want to check to see if there is anything wrong?"
The big soldier scratched his head, "Boss, can you help me see, is it all on the letter paper right?"
Gu Ling put down his pen and glanced at Ma Gui's letter word by word, "Except for a few typos, and the content is correct, they are all written according to what you said."
The big head soldier laughed, very satisfied.
Gu Ling was a little embarrassed.
He was studying in the school back then, and he was a scumbag. Unexpectedly, when he arrived at the barracks, he would become a tyrant and be worshipped by others.
It is really embarrassing.
Also, his writing is ugly. In the words of the Master, there is no character.
It's a bit better-looking than the words written by the courier Ma Gui.
The characters written by the acid scholar next door are ten times better than him.
Gu Ling clutched the letter paper, not asking the big soldiers to look at it.
Being the boss, writing is so ugly and shameful.
Gu Ling frowned.
He really doesn't like writing letters, troublesome.
He has been reading for several years, so he can't write letters like courier Ma Gui.
In any case, there must be a bit of literary talent. It's literally, let people know that he didn't read his books for nothing in those years.
This is suffering for Gu Ling.
In a word, the mouth is simple and quick to say. I wrote it down, but couldn't find the exact wording.
He was really embarrassed.
He dropped the pen, "I'll go out."
Regardless of what everyone thought, they took the letter paper and went out.
Turning around, he sneaked over the wall and entered the old scholar's house.
He opened his mouth and yelled: "Xiu Cai, Xiu Cai. Business is coming, so I don't have to come out to pick up customers."
"Which turtle son is shouting outside?"
A dirty talent, opened the broken window, saw Gu Ling, and grinned suddenly.
"It turned out to be General Gu, come quickly. Can you bring wine?"
Gu Wei opened the door and entered the room, "I have no wine today, I will look for your help to polish this letter for me."
I understand everything about the old Xiucai's face, and I promise not to tell anyone what it looks like, "Little General Gu is writing to his family again. I have written really hard recently."
"That's a lot of nonsense. My sister has added a nephew to me. I haven't been back in a few years, so I care a lot."
"That is, that is. General Gu loves his family so much, your family is blessed."
"Don't talk nonsense, you first see if my writing works, and where I need to improve. You will polish the pen for me, and I will copy it again."
The old Xiucai sat under the window, looking carefully in the light of the sky.
Then he picked up the pen and made modifications and polishes.
"Look at General Gu, how did the old man change?"
After reading it, Gu Ling grinned, "Yes, that's the smell. This is a moisturizer. You can drink with a drink."
Gu Ling directly gave half a tael of silver, and the old scholar did not pretend to refuse, but said: "Thank you, General Gu, you can come often."
Gu Ling went out, turned around, and asked, "Do you want to go to the courier station next door to work? It includes board and lodging, and monthly allowance. In the coming year, there will be a one-and-a-half month holiday, and the firm will send you home directly."
The old scholar laughed loudly, "Thank you, General Gu. In my capacity, I can’t go to the courier station. It doesn’t hurt my business. Even if the courier station can send me back to my ancestral home, I can’t go back. General Gu Forgot, I'm a sinner."
A good talent, living in the northwest, either committed a crime to avoid the government, or was convicted and exiled to the northwest.
Obviously the old talent should be the second case.
No one remembers when he came to the Northwest. Anyway, everyone around knows that there is a person like him here.
On the other side of the yamen, I don’t know if there is still such a number one person under his control if I don’t turn over the old files.
It's just that the yamen forget him, it doesn't mean he can walk around casually.
Entering the city gate and showing his identity document, he knew that he was a sinner. Nothing can make things happen.
It's no wonder that the old talents seem to be alive and well, but never enter the city, marry a wife and have children, and never mention going back to their ancestral home.
Gu Ling scratched his head, "You tell you first, what did I commit?"
The old scholar smiled, "Little General Gu doesn't have to worry about the old man. The old man has lived for most of his life, so content!"
"You tell me. As long as it's not a major case of rebellion and decapitation, I think of a way, maybe it can really help you." Gu Ling still didn't give up.
The old Xiucai shook his head, "Thank you! The family is dead, and it's boring to go back. This is a good place, and the old man planned to bury it long ago."
Gu Ling frowned, "You don't want to go back to sweep the grave to worship the ancestors?"
The old scholar was silent for a moment, and then he laughed again, "Everyone is dead. I sacrifice my ancestor. I'm afraid my ancestor has expelled me from the genealogy."
Gu Yu sighed, "You think about it. If you figure it out, we will talk next time when we meet. Don't underestimate me. Although I am not very good, my family members are very good. I said, So that the courier station can accept you as an employee."
The old scholar laughed meaningfully and said, "I believe it! I have always believed what General Gu said."
"That's it, goodbye!"
Gu Ling was sorry, but turned the wall and left.
The old scholar sang loudly and sighed at the wine.
The singing came, and the people at the express station said one after another: "The old scholar is drunk again!"
"Don't say it, old talents sing quite a bit."
"The smell of fart. The smell of coffin is not detectable."
Gu Yan returned to the express station, put the copied letter into the envelope and sealed it. Put together with baggage.
He said to Ma Gui: "Give me a remittance slip, I want to send money."
"Boss, didn't you say that your girl is rich, why are you sending money back?"
"You know what a shit!"
Gu Yu smiled triumphantly, "I send money back, not like you are for the family. I use it for investment, and money makes money. I've heard about the cement road, I just put my money in the cement road, sitting and eating dividends. ."
"Wow! Boss, such a good way, let us also introduce it."
"Does your kid have money? Is the gambling debt paid off? When will you save up to ten taels, you come to me, and I will send you back to the capital for interest."
"Is it necessary to save ten taels? Five taels do not work?"
Gu Ling rolled his eyes and looked disgusted, "Look at you, you can't get ten taels of silver. You've been in vain for so many years."
"Boss, I have ten taels of silver, can you also get me a dividend?"
Gu Ling stared at the big head soldier, "Aren't you going to send money home? Where did you get the ten taels?"
The big-headed soldier was tall and big, with fierce scars on his face, and even showed a twisted look, which irritated Gu Ling.
"If you have something to say, don't make strange moves." Gu Ling was very disgusted.
The big soldier with his back on his back, whispered to Gu Ling: "I saved a total of 16 taels. I sent 50 taels home. The rest of the money was originally intended to go to the city to gamble during the New Year. But since the boss has a way to make money, I will give up. If you have the opportunity to enter the city during the New Year, give you the money and you help me invest."
Gu Ling snorted, "You people will be killed by gambling sooner or later."
He made up his mind, and when he returned to the barracks, he must react with General Pei and kill the gambling in the army.
All the money earned from his life was lost at the gambling table.
This group of gamblers don't feel bad about themselves.
Gu Ling thought for a while, if she let her younger sister handle this matter, she must have a better way.
So he asked for pen and ink and wrote the second letter. This letter is all in the vernacular and only says one thing. Gambling in the army has become a trend. How to solve it?
Seeing the soldiers lose their money at the gambling table, they will be discharged from the army tomorrow, with no money, and no hope for the rest of their lives. How not feel bad.
The express station toll booths are limited after all and cannot accommodate all veterans.
Those veterans who have no way out will be miserable in the rest of their lives, Gu Ling dare not think deeply.
He can only write his own worry on the letter paper and ask his sister to help him make suggestions.
Gu Ling received ten taels of silver from the top soldiers and wrote him a note.
The big head soldier insisted not, saying that he could trust Gu Ling.
Gu Ling insisted on giving it, "If you ask you to hold it, you can take it. In case I dies someday, you can get back your capital with this note. Without this note, my family would not recognize it."
"The general's words are unlucky."
"Farts are unlucky. They are all people with their heads holding their belts, don't talk so much nonsense."
The big head soldier can only accept the paperwork and put it next to his body.
Gu Ling sent three hundred taels of silver back this time.
He earns a lot and spends more here.
After one year, I saved more than 300 taels. The fractions were kept for the New Year, and the whole number was sent back to the capital, asking his sister to invest in him, and money would make money.
Last time, my sister wrote to him, saying that his dividends hadn't changed over the years and all were invested. Over the years, it has accumulated over ten thousand taels.
Gu Ling grinned, he was also a man with a certain wealth.
When he got married, he didn't need to give money from the family. He prepared the betrothal gift himself and married a girl he liked.