Driven by money and interests, Cao Dazhong's efficiency was quite fast. Two days later, a young eunuch came to Yang Feng's house and handed him a letter of official letter, a set of official uniforms and seal letters. In this letter, Yang Feng was appointed as a thousand households in the west of Mochou Lake and a thousand households in Jiangdongmen. Of course, the word "agent" must be added in front of this thousand households, and the formal appointment will have to wait for the official documents sent by the Ministry of War in Beijing.

Looking at the official letters, official seals and official uniforms covered with the seal of Nanjing Ministry of War, Yang Feng smiled a little in his ear.

Although a small fifth-rank thousand household is completely incomparable to the giant figure of the Duke of Wei, Yang Feng has become an official with a layer of protection on his body. If the Duke of Wei wants to deal with him, he cannot be so unscrupulous. This is the real purpose of Yang Feng's desire for this official body.

Looking at Yang Feng who was smiling from ear to ear, the little eunuch who came to deliver the goods smiled and reminded: "Mr. Yang, your appointment is now just an agent. The official appointment must be issued by the Ministry of War in the capital to take effect. Moreover, Eunuch Cao also said that if you really want to develop in the army, please go to the Qianhu Institute in Jiangdongmen in time to take office."

Yang Feng said in surprise: "Go to Qianhu Institute?"

"Yes!" the little eunuch said in surprise: "You are now a thousand households of the Qianhu Office of Jiangdongmen. Shouldn't you be in charge of the Qianhu Office? You should know that Qianhu Office has thousands of military households waiting for you to command!"

"I……"

Yang Feng is really a bit slutty now. Although he said so passionately at Cao Dazhong two days ago, his intention was just to have an official identity, and he did not really plan to take root in the Ming Dynasty to retire here.

His ultimate plan was to use his advantages in the Ming Dynasty to make some good things back to modern society. After he earned enough money for his whole life, he would live his life happily in the current society. This was Yang Feng's original idea. Now Cao Dazhong actually asked him to lead a group of military households to farm, which was not much the same as his original idea.

Seeing Yang Feng's dazed look, the little eunuch who came to deliver the official letter and the official uniform turned a little ugly. He thought he was a fat man, but he never thought that he met a fool and didn't understand the rules at all. He snorted coldly and turned around and was about to leave.

When Yang Feng came to his senses, he found that the little eunuch who came to deliver the official letter had turned around and was about to leave. Seeing this, Yang Feng hurriedly chased him and took out a ingot of silver from the bag and stuffed it into the little eunuch's hand and smiled: "This father-in-law, please forgive me. The people just thought about it and didn't care about it. I'm really sorry. This little thing is to invite my father-in-law to have tea."

The little eunuch weighed the money in his hand, and his originally ugly face smiled again and kindly reminded him: "Mr. Yang, you can no longer call yourself a grass-roots person in the future. You are now a serious fifth-rank thousand household, and it is reasonable to claim that you are the official, otherwise you will be laughed at. And you'd better go to Jiangdong Gate as soon as possible. This thousand household office has been short of thousand households for a long time."

Hearing the little eunuch reminded him again, Yang Feng reluctantly smiled and bowed: "Thank you for your reminder, Cao... I will take office as soon as possible."

"Okay, since you already know, then we'll go back and report."

The little eunuch smiled and bowed his hand to walk out of Yang Feng's door, got into a sedan chair that was placed obliquely at the door. The sedan chairman shouted and headed towards the street.

Before Yang Feng came back to the yard, he saw Yang Laishun and his wife kneeling down at him with a thud and said, "I'm sorry, I wish you good health and happiness!"

"Hey hey...what are you doing?" Yang Feng, who was shocked, quickly helped the two of them up and said with some confusion: "It turns out that you call me Young Master, isn't this good? Why are you going to change your words again?"

"Sir, you are an official now. How can a villain still call you by his original name? This is too disrespectful." Yang Zhou said in awe.

"you……"

It was not until this time that Yang Feng realized that he had underestimated the awe of the people of this era for officials. In the 21st century, although people also had a certain awe of officials, in that era when information was developed and democracy was often discussed, people's positioning of officials and government was more reflected in serving the society and the public. However, in feudal society, officials are heaven, and everything that can determine their wealth and life. No wonder people in this era were so obsessed with being officials. As long as they became officials, they would become the ruling class, and the glorious ancestors enjoyed the awe-inspiring eyes and superhuman rights around them. Almost no one could refuse such a taste.

Although Yang Feng came from the 21st century, he also knew very well that in this era, what words you should say to people like everyone will definitely be regarded as a crazy person. Moreover, even in modern times in the 21st century, this sentence can only deceive children in kindergartens. Even junior high school students do not believe this, let alone in this feudal society with strict hierarchy.

After pondering for a while, Yang Feng said, "Old Yang!"

"The villain is here!" Yang Laishun quickly took a step forward.

"What should I prepare for when I go to Qianhu Institute to take office? Will the big soldiers in Qianhu Institute listen to me, a person who came out from halfway?" Yang Feng's time to come to this time and space was still too short, and he didn't know much about many things. When he thought of taking office, he always felt a little embarrassed.

"Oh, Master, you're asking the villain," Yang Laishun said with a bitter face: "If you ask the villain to take care of the house or work, there will be no problem. But if you ask these things, the villain is just a villain who knows these things!"

Yang Feng also laughed and shook his head. It seemed that he was also in a hurry to seek medical treatment.

However, Yang Laishun said again: "Young Master, you don't know what you want to prepare, but what the villain knows is that if you want to take office, you must first buy a horse. Think about it, you are a dignified fifth-rank thousand households. Could it be that you still have to take office?"

“Hey…yeah.”

Yang Feng then remembered that horses these days are equivalent to cars in later generations. A fifth-rank military officer, that is, a regiment-level cadre, would not be laughed at by people if he walked. Face is sometimes very illusory, but sometimes it is something that can be seen. If you cannot show the corresponding strength, the people below will not even be able to do their future work.
Chapter completed!