The first one was a commoner. When he saw Jia Rong, he couldn't say anything excited. Jia Rong quickly asked this simple commoner to sit down. Unexpectedly, as soon as Jia Rong stood up and helped him, the common people fell to their knees in fright.
The banging sound showed Jia Rong the sincerity in his heart.
Jia Rong didn't know whether to laugh or cry. Could it be that he was so terrible? He kindly helped him up. He would have fainted if he knocked down like this. He asked the guard to serve him a cup of tea. After sitting down, the people were still trembling. It was obviously the first time they had seen him.
to such a big scene.
Jia Rong cleared his throat and said, "Well, the weather is indeed very cold, and you are wearing a little too little. Let's have a cup of tea to warm yourself up."
The guard behind him lowered his head and trembled with laughter. It was still a bit cold in this hot day. The general must be too capable.
The people did as they were told and felt much calmer after drinking tea.
"Well, you are the first warrior who dares to step into the recruitment hall of the prefect's mansion. Tell me, what are your specialties?" Jia Rong picked up a cup of tea and tasted it. In fact, it was just pretending. This guy can't taste tea, but in front of outsiders.
Don't lose your identity.
The common people put down their teacups, knelt down in front of Jia Rong and said: "Master Taishou... Sir, Xiao... My name is Hu Zhun. He is... an ordinary commoner. I heard that if you have a skill, you can do it, so I... I'm here."
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Jia Rong helped the common man stand up, nodded approvingly, looked at him with a smile, and motioned for him to continue speaking.
The common people saw that Jia Rong nodded again and looked at him with a smile, and his tone became smoother, without the stuttering just now.
"What I am best at is plowing land. Everyone who sees the land I have plowed says it is good," the common people said naively.
Jia Rong spat out the tea he just drank. "So your specialty is farming?" Jia Rong asked uncertainly.
The people didn't know why Jia Rong's reaction was so big, and they answered truthfully: "Yes."
Jia Rong almost didn't faint, but for the warrior in front of him, Jia Rong couldn't dampen their enthusiasm, otherwise who would dare to step into this door in the future. With a good example, he still worries that no talents will come, and it will still be the same as before.
Smiling like that.
"Well, you are good. I am planning to open up wasteland for farming. It is time for people like you to contribute to the country. I have ordered you to be the commander in charge of farming and assigned you a few sergeants to be responsible for some farming matters.
Now is the time when everything is waiting to be done. I hope you will work hard and not betray my trust in you!" Jia Rong said righteously, and then patted Hu Zhun's shoulder affectionately.
Hu Zhun bowed his head and said, "Thank you, sir. I will work hard and live up to your expectations." Hu Zhun was very excited. He never thought that he, a commoner, would be appreciated by the prefect today, so he secretly told him in his heart.
You must cultivate the land well and repay the prefect for his great kindness.
After Hu Zhun left for a long time, Jia Rong finally regained his breath. However, Hu Zhun was also a talented person. He was an expert in farming and was of great use. Looking at the guards behind him who pursed their lips and snickered, Jia Rong scolded: "Be serious, you can
Plowing the land? If anyone laughs again, he will be punished by not being allowed to eat tonight. Such a simple commoner deserves everyone's respect."
The second one is a blacksmith who is good at making weapons. He has his weapons shop in the city. Jia Rong likes it very much. Craftsmen are vulgar in the eyes of the Han people, but in Jia Rong's eyes they are a treasure. He will need these in the future.
There is plenty of room for craftsmen.
Jia Rong praised it greatly, and the blacksmith left with a smile on his face.
This afternoon, all the people who greeted me were miscellaneous people, but none of the real management talents came. Feelings have become a clown, jumping around in front of everyone. Fortunately, I have these people to support me today.
Isn't it really embarrassing? These people go back to promote themselves, sometimes it's more practical than putting up notices themselves.
Perhaps this is also the instigation of the "masters" behind the scenes. They want to see Jia Rong's attitude, so Jia Rong must have the demeanor of a courteous and virtuous corporal and the behavior of thirsty for talents. Even if he is a beggar, Jia Rong can make him
play a role.
I drank all the tea in the cup and walked out the door. I sat and drank tea all afternoon. No one could bear it.
Sure enough, as soon as Hu Zhun returned home, he was surrounded by a group of people. On the one hand, these people were looking at Hu Zhun's joke, and on the other hand, they wanted to see if the prefect really took this matter seriously as the notice said.
Hu Zhun did his duty, walked to a high ground, and looked down at the people around him. Hu Zhun felt that he was already a high official, and he imitated Jia Rong and cleared his throat.
The people below had long been impatient and kept urging Hu Zhun to speak quickly.
Hu Zhun thought he was powerful enough and said: "What do you think our Lord Governor looks like?" Hu Zhun did not answer the question directly, but took a small detour. This feeling of being surrounded by everyone is so wonderful.
, I will also have bragging rights in the future.
The people around were also very cooperative. Some people said that the governor must be tall and powerful, otherwise he could defeat the Qiang cavalry again and again. The story of Jia Rong's defeat of the Qiang cavalry had long been spread in the north;
Some people say that the prefect must have three heads and six arms, a god descending to earth...
Hu Zhun interrupted everyone's speculation and described it in what he thought was the most beautiful language in his life: "The prefect is a good man. When I first entered, the prefect invited me to sit down and served me tea.
That tea tastes really good." Hu Zhun scored 70% true and 30% false, with a proud look on his face.
"Then, then..." The audience had already become impatient and kept urging.
"Then, the prefect asked me what I knew, and I said I knew how to farm. Everyone said that the land I farmed was good." Hu Zhun said truthfully.
There were bursts of laughter from the crowd below, and some people even beat their chests with laughter. Many of these people just saw that Hu Zhun was a little naive, so they asked him to go to Jia Rong's recruitment hall, that is, they were ready to see him.
joke.
Hu Zhun blushed and shouted loudly: "I haven't finished speaking yet. You are not allowed to laugh. The prefect didn't even laugh after hearing what I said, but he spit out the tea he drank." Hu Zhun was very puzzled by this.
, thought it was some advanced move, so he said it and asked everyone to clarify his doubts.
After hearing what Hu Zhun said, the people below laughed even harder. The people who instigated Hu Zhun even rolled on the ground, their bodies bent and shaking on the ground.
Seeing the people below laughing so hard, Hu Zhun knew what was going on, no matter how stupid he was.
With a red face, Hu Zhun interrupted the wonderful performance of the people below, and then said: "You are not allowed to laugh anymore. The prefect praised me for being very good, and said that I am a warrior. What's wrong, are you warriors?" Hu Zhun seemed to be.
A child has a good toy and shows it off in front of his peers.
"Then what kind of official position did the prefect give you?" asked a scholar-looking man.
Hu Zhun saw that the person asking the question was a scholar. Usually when he talked to these scholars, they would ignore him. But now when he asked about it, he felt even happier. He said with a longing look on his face: "The prefect said that the organization will be organized soon."
To reclaim wasteland, I will direct everyone to cultivate the land, and I will be assigned a few soldiers."
After hearing Hu Zhun's words, the people below stopped laughing. Even their eyes looking at Hu Zhun were full of envy. They didn't expect that this naive boy went to the prefect's mansion and received such good treatment. Don't look at it.
It is a small command, which means that Hu Zhun is already a member of the government and has been marked by the government.
The same thing happened in many places in Fuping County. They were all people who went to the Prefectural Recruitment Hall in the afternoon. Different people have different opinions. Ordinary people may just be envious of these people.
I would like to go back and try my luck, but those noble families and literati don't see it that way. Even an ordinary person who is only good at farming and blacksmithing can be appointed by the prefecture. What kind of treatment will he get if he goes there?
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This night was destined to be a sleepless night, as countless poor scholars kept thinking about their destination.
The next day, the Prefect's Mansion welcomed an honored guest. This man was elegant and dressed in white, giving people the feeling of emerging from the mud without being stained. Even if he stood there without making the slightest move, he was admired.
Jia Rong, who was notified by the guards, kept laughing all the way, and finally came to a decent one.
Seeing the person in front of him, Jia Rong, who was laughing, immediately froze on the spot, his expression dull.
The scribe in white chuckled and said, "Is it that Prefect Jia doesn't recognize his old friend?"
Jia Rong took the scribe's hand and walked to the mansion. He ordered the guards to hold a banquet quickly, which made the prefect's mansion go crazy. There were no maids in the mansion, they were just a bunch of big men.
"Brother Zirong is like a dragon that never sees its end, so you think of me." Jia Rong said kindly, holding the scribe's hand.
The scholar in white is none other than Zhang Zirong from Hechi County in the past. In recent days, Jia Rong's reputation has spread among the scholars. After receiving the news, Zhang Zirong rushed to Beidi County overnight.
The scribe smiled and said, "What do you mean by this? It should be said that it is not easy for me to meet Prefect Jia."
Jia Rong said with an unhappy expression: "What kind of prefect is not too guarded? You are too outsider. You are my brother Zirong, and I am still your Zhiyuan brother." Jia Rong can see Zhang Zirong's help to him in the past.
It was completely sincere, and Jia Rong was extremely kind to this old friend.
The scribe's slightly frowned brows relaxed a lot. After many years, Jia Rong still remembered the friendship at the time. The scribe was deeply moved and said with a smile: "In this case, I am taking the liberty, my dear brother Zhiyuan." The scribe had no trace of it.
The hypocritical, downhill donkey.
Jia Rong laughed and said: "That's it. After so many years, we brothers are not allowed to see each other. We have to get drunk tonight."
The scribe took out his hand without leaving a trace and said: "Zhiyuan, isn't your recruitment hall recruiting talents? How can I leave you?"
Jia Rong patted his forehead and said: "Looking at my memory, I can only entertain Brother Zirong at night. Brother Zirong must not be offended. Please rest in the mansion and come back with me after I finish handling the affairs of the Zhaoxian Hall."
Brothers and sisters, stand up for the cavalry! Collect, red tickets, reward, and attack the cavalry!
