With Han Qing's intelligence and experience, he could guess with little effort that there might be a political whirlpool in Bianliang City. Therefore, his grandfather Han Guogui tried every means to rush him to Qingzhou as soon as possible.
However, for the next two days, no matter how hard Han Qing tried, he could not get a clue as to what the whirlpool was.
The reason is very simple. Although he is extremely smart, he never even served as a security section chief in his previous life. He has no experience in political struggles. Of course he cannot detect the undercurrent in Bianliang City?
In addition, although he is now a high-ranking official of the fifth rank and has been granted the title of County Bo of the Founding of the People's Republic of China, he is a rising official in the officialdom. Most of his colleagues and friends he is familiar with are white, and he has never been in contact with the Song Dynasty.
Of course, the core area of the regime could not provide him with any useful and reliable information.
What's more, Han Qing couldn't openly ask his former classmates which factions were currently divided into in the Great Song Dynasty. Are they fighting among themselves all day long?
In that case, he would be no different from the taxi driver in the imperial capital in his previous life. He talked about national affairs in a clear and logical manner, but none of them could be taken seriously!
However, although the investigation led to no clue, Han Qing did not feel much frustration.
Influenced by his previous life, he has a very weak concept of family. Deep down in his heart, the only people who really think he has anything to do with him are Dou Rong, Xu Ziling, and Han Guigui.
He felt satisfied that he could drag his grandfather Han Guogui out of Bianliang City on the pretext of preparing for the marriage. As for how the others fought back and forth, who was more skillful and won the center, and who was demoted to Hainan by one move, he
Don't care at all.
In the blink of an eye, the third day came, and Han Qing was forced to go to Qingzhou to take up his post no matter how unwilling he was, by the old general Han Baobao. The grandfather and grandson made an appointment to meet each other after the beginning of spring, and then waved goodbye at the city gate.
After walking another five or six miles, some of his former Taixue classmates came to Changting to see him off. However, the number of classmates who came this time was much higher than the last time Han Qing was driven to Jinniuzhai for inspection.
Fully four times. Han Qing was a man of two generations, and he didn't think there was anything worth feeling.
On the other hand, Li Sheng, the elder brother who had already served as deputy minister of the Privy Council, was worried that Han Qing would lose his temper, so he wrote poems to ridicule everyone. He quickly found an opportunity, raised his wine glass, clinked it with him, and said in a low voice, "Good luck."
Don’t blame me for being handsome, everyone only loves icing on the cake. There are so many classmates, like you and me, who can meet Bole and can provide help at home, only one in ten. And after graduating from Taixue and being awarded the title of Jinshi, most of the classmates have to
I started as the county clerk. If I don’t have the care of my fellow teachers and friends, no matter how hard I work, I’m afraid it will take ten years of hard work before I can get ahead!”
"Thank you for the advice, senior brother!" Han Qing had neither a good impression nor a bad feeling towards Li Sheng. However, thinking that on his way to Xiazhou to declare the decree, Han Qing made a special trip to Ding'an County to visit him, and smiled.
Say thanks.
"Last time I came back from Dangxiang, I heard that you were being hunted by the local government. I immediately started to think of a way. But I'm a soft-spoken person, and no one on Yongxing Military Road was willing to show mercy." Li Sheng is still as smart as last year.
After thinking for a while, he explained with a smile, "When I return to Bianliang, I will report your injustice to Chief Zheng, the Four Sage Kings and my father. Before they can think of a way to help you, you
I have exposed the fact of the Red Lotus Rebellion and regained my innocence!"
"No matter what, I accept your brother's love!" Han Qing smiled again, raised his wine glass, and touched it gently with Li Sheng.
With the level of communication and transportation in the Song Dynasty, it would indeed take at least more than a month for Li Sheng to return to Bianliang from Chang'an and find a way to find connections to help him. The length of time from when Yang Xu found him to when the Red Lotus Sect officially raised its flag of rebellion The intervals are about the same.
Therefore, he can think that what Li Sheng said is entirely true.
Even if it wasn't the truth, it didn't matter. Deep down in his heart, although he didn't regard Li Sheng as a friend, there was no need to regard him as an enemy.
There is no conflict of interest between the two parties, far or near. Moreover, Li Sheng's father is the chief official. And Li Sheng himself is also very important in the court. Han Qing can't do it. He has to show his concern no matter what. People's hostility creates trouble for themselves.
"Your Sentencing Department and Crane Control Department were both established at the strong suggestion of the officials." Li Sheng did not show much merit, picked up his wine glass, took a sip, and quickly turned to another topic. , "Although it is said that white paper is easy to draw on, you must be careful. There are countless pairs of eyes staring at you inside and outside the court. Although your talent and ability are first-class, you still have to beware of others causing trouble. After all, you must do your best. One thing is not easy, but it is easy to make trouble!"
These words are a bit sincere. If Han Qing hadn't regarded him as his brother, he would never have said it so carefully.
Immediately, Han Qing raised his wine glass again and thanked Li Sheng. He also asked the other party to immediately revise the book to remind him if he found anything he had done inappropriately.
After all, my senior brother is highly respected by the officials. He stands tall, sees far, and is far better informed than himself.
Among the students present, Han Qing had the highest official rank, and Li Sheng was the leader with a prominent position. Therefore, the two held up their wine glasses and whispered, and the others consciously walked away a little to avoid being suspected of eavesdropping.
As a result, Li Sheng had more time and opportunities. After thinking about it, he explained in a low voice the key points of daily dealing with his superiors and subordinates.
Han Qing had already mastered some of the key points. Han Qing didn't take much notice of some of the key points. However, at least one-third of the key points were unfamiliar to Han Qing and had not noticed. After listening to the instructions from his senior brother, he suddenly felt that Like an enlightenment.
And Li Sheng also knew how to use the most concise and quick language to explain what he wanted to explain in just half a quarter of an hour. He smiled and raised his glass to touch Han Qing. After meeting each other, I went to find other classmates to communicate with.
Han Qing thanked the other person for his generous advice, and his favorable impression of this person continued to rise. He wanted to ask for a few more words, but was surrounded by four other classmates who were about to graduate and had a good relationship with him in the past.
Those four are all five or six years older than him, but they have not yet left the Imperial College. Therefore, their words and deeds are far less mature than his, and they are not as mature as him who has been in the officialdom for four years. Senior brother Li Sheng.
As soon as they opened their mouths, the four of them directly stated their purpose of coming: after graduation, they would have to go there for training, and at most they would be the eighth-grade chief registrar of Zhong County. If they stayed in Bianliang, they would at most be the ninth-grade steward of the sixth prison and nine temples. ( Note: Chengwulang, an ancient capital official, is equivalent to the current staff member of the Central Government.)
Therefore, if Senior Brother Han is still short of people to work in Qingzhou, he must take care of his brothers. Although the brothers are clumsy and inexperienced, they are still students and can learn everything faster than ordinary people.
This kind of behavior is the same as that of the comrades Han Qing saw in his previous life who changed jobs and asked the well-off old platoon leader to arrange work. When Han Qing heard this, he suddenly felt familiar. After thinking about it, he lowered his voice and said
: "There is definitely a place, but I can't say for sure what the future will be like. So, if you want to go to Qingzhou, think it over for yourself, and don't regret it in the future."
"If you don't regret it, you definitely don't regret it. Even if you regret it, you can't blame your senior brother!" The four of them were overjoyed when they heard this, and immediately agreed in succession with their hands raised.
"In addition, I am only responsible for reserving positions. After graduation, how can I get through the official department and arrange for you to come here? You have to ask Senior Brother Li!" Han Qing thought for a while and added with a smile.
"Understood! Don't worry, senior brother, we can find some ways!" The four people heard this and smiled again and handed over their hands.
Just as they were talking lively, on the official road outside the pavilion, a group of carriages suddenly passed by quickly. They were supposed to run directly to Bianliang, but on the carriage in the center, someone suddenly whispered an order to follow them.
Then, all the cars slowly stopped.
"Li Chengzhi is in front of me. My master is tired from the journey and wants to come over to ask for some wine. I wonder if Li Chengzhi can leave a seat for my master?" A guard jumped off his mount and ran three steps at a time.
Xiang Changting. Before he could stand upright, he raised his hands and asked loudly.
