When Yun Ye saw Zhuang Santing, he felt regretful about his drooling image. He was a nobleman, a seventh-grade official, but his image was completely gone now, even though the official name post said: Yun Ye, male,
Fifteen years old, fair-faced and beardless, more than six feet tall, with no disabilities or birthmarks, a native of Chang'an on a certain month in such and such a year, he was promoted to secretary Bo, the master of Zhechong Mansion from Qipin Lanzhou, and hereby declares himself. At first glance, as long as he is
A fifteen-year-old man can pretend to be the secretary named Yun. Niu Jinda also extorted the remaining red oil from himself, saying it was as a fee for writing a confession. Looking at the twisted font,
Why did Yun Ye think that his official sticker looked fake? He told Cheng Chumo about this doubt. The guy grinned widely. He went back to his account and took back his own sticker and showed it to Yun Ye. He saw that in addition to his name, place of origin, age and official position,
, other descriptions are exactly the same as his own. And the characters are the same ugly. At a glance, you can tell that they are also written by Uncle Niu. Cheng Chumo pointed to the big seal of the Ministry of War under the official sticker and told Yun Ye that there were three blank declarations like Zuo Wuwei's.
Zhang, the big seal has been stamped. As long as you are under the seventh rank, filling in your name will take effect. It will only be sent to the Ministry of Personnel for archiving later. So Yun Ye has indeed become a seventh-rank official in the Tang Dynasty, equivalent to the deputy director in later generations.
level. Although scientific examinations appeared in the Tang Dynasty at this time, it was only a small-scale recruitment of officials. A large number of low-level officials still relied on the recommendation of high-ranking officials in the court, such as Cheng Yaojin. If two high-ranking officials could be recommended, it would be
It is a rare honor, you know, whoever recommends it is responsible. The new Jinshi in the Tang Dynasty is only from the seventh rank. Since the Tang Dynasty is a noble and literary person, it is even more rare for Yun Ye to be from the seventh rank. The most important thing is this
A watershed, a watershed that separates civilians and scholars. One is on the ground and the other is in the sky.
Yun Ye now has a very aristocratic demeanor. Zhuang Santing can kneel in front of him with his heart as calm as water and his face unchanged. He no longer has the panic when he was kneeled down by others when he first arrived in the Tang Dynasty. Others returned to ancient times to influence the ancients, but he himself was influenced by the ancients.
I don’t know whether it’s the influence of the ancients that keeps pace with the times or is decadent. Anyway, I still enjoy the sense of success of being worshiped by others. It’s not easy to drag Zhuang Santing away. It’s also a physical effort to prevent myself from being worshiped. Yun Ye
He decided not to do anything anymore. Afraid that Zhuang San would kneel down again, he asked in the gentlest voice: "Is your injury healed? Is there anything wrong?"
Zhuang Santing bowed and replied: "Thanks to Sir, San Ting's body is fine. Thank you Sir for saving my life. If Sir, I will sacrifice my life to repay San Ting's life."
"Haha, it's good that you are fine. A loyal person will be blessed. This is also a blessing for you who sacrificed your life to save others. You don't have to thank me. Instead, I want to thank you for saving Chu Mo. You are the one taking care of these potatoes these days.
Seedling?"
"Yes, my subordinate? Your Majesty attaches great importance to these seedlings. He is afraid that others will not be able to take care of them. The young one has nothing to do. Besides, he is also from a farmer's family, so he takes the responsibility of taking care of the young seedlings on his own initiative. Please forgive me, Your Majesty."
crime."
"Old Zhuang, you don't know. Even the roughnecks in the army don't understand what this is. You are from a farmer's background and you should understand what a new crop means to farmers. This thing is called potatoes, and they stick to the sand.
, grows in dry land, and the yield per mu is astonishing. I heard that the yield per mu of this thing has reached an astonishing fifteen dan outside the region. It is also durable in storage. As long as it is stored properly from harvest, it can be stored in the next year without spoiling. It is suitable for vegetables and food, even for poor people.
You can survive without food and only eating potatoes. Now you understand why I attach so much importance to these five large tanks." After Yun Ye finished speaking, he found that there was no reply. He looked up and saw Zhuang Santing with his mouth open and his eyes without any focus.
The whole person was in a state of fugue. He secretly smiled and said, "Don't tell me Zhuang San Ting. Even if His Majesty Li Er heard about this matter, his condition would not be much better than Lao Zhuang's current situation. In the moment of pride, two big hands grabbed his shoulders.
, the body was lifted up, and when I turned around, I found that there were people standing outside the pavilion, tall, short, old and young, all looking at me with blood-red eyes, which were more penetrating than the eyes of wolves encountered in the wilderness.
Man, Niu Jinda was holding Yun Ye and his body was shaking as if he had malaria. It took a long time for the old Niu to burst out a few words from his mouth: "Boy, are you serious about this?" He stared at Yun Ye with half hope and half pleading in his eyes.
"Uncle Niu, can you put my nephew down first before I answer your question? My nephew is about to be crushed to death by you." Yun Ye seemed to hear his shoulder blades ringing.
"No, you answer now. If you dare to lie to me, I will tear you apart." Old Niu fell into a state of madness. As long as Yun Ye said no, I am afraid that this old man will really tear him apart, but not
Dare to imitate Yuwen Chengdu's fate, Yun Ye quickly said: "Uncle Niu, my nephew climbed out of the water and threw away the precious calligraphy and paintings collected by the teacher. He only held a few potatoes and was so hungry in the wilderness that he didn't even want to eat them. You
Do you think my nephew can talk nonsense?"
"Why, why didn't you take out this thing thirty years ago? Do you know how my father, mother, brother, and little sister died? They starved to death! Why are you taking out such a treasure now? Master,
So what about the masters? Can the masters watch other people's parents, brothers and sisters starve to death? There are good people who only care about getting rich and don't care about the life and death of others. Why?" Niu Jinda foamed at the mouth and burst into tears, grabbing Yun Ye back and forth.
Swinging, as if Yun Ye was the culprit who killed his whole family. Yun Ye was not nervous anymore. He saw Niu Jinda's heart-breaking pain, and when he heard that there was a kind of crop that had never been seen before that people could easily obtain.
When he was worried about food and clothing, he thought of the tragic death of his parents, brothers and sisters who had starved to death, so he became mad and needed to vent his feelings. Yun Ye didn't mind letting his feelings vent through himself, of course without hurting him.
Under his own premise, he was thinking about how to make Lao Niu let go. A huge palm struck the side of Niu Da's neck, and Lao Niu fell softly to the ground. Cheng Yaojin appeared with a dark face. The old man had cut down the palm just now.
He also saw that Lao Niu was going crazy and was afraid that Yun Ye would be injured, so he decisively knocked out Niu Jinda. Yun Ye also sat softly on the ground, with his arms hanging by his side and unable to exert any strength. Cheng Yaojin pulled Yun Ye away.
The clothes took a breath and saw two black and green handprints clearly visible on Yun Ye's white shoulders.
"My nephew is fine. Uncle, there is no need to worry. It's just that his shoulder hurts badly and he can't use his hands. He will be fine after two days of rest. Uncle Niu is in a state of agitation, while Dabei is sad. He needs to take good care of himself and not be careless." Yun Ye smiled.
Then he said to Lao Cheng.
"You have a big heart. You can be so calm in the moment of life and death, and you still care about Lao Niu when you are in such pain. It is unjust for you not to be successful in the future." Lao Cheng was very pleased that Yun Ye behaved like this, and turned to the people around him.
The officer reprimanded: "Old Niu has a bad temper and can't control himself when he is angry. You guys have been working together all year round, but you don't know how to dissuade him? Have you eaten all the food in the dog's belly over the years? If I hadn't come here, I'm afraid Yun Xiaozi would have been in trouble."
It turns out that as a general in charge of the army, I don’t know what the situation is, so I have to write down twenty military sticks for each person. If he commits two crimes next time, he will be punished."
The officers bowed to accept the order and clasped their fists to Yun Ye to apologize. Yun Ye smiled bitterly and said to everyone: "It was originally a happy thing. This kid's nonsense has caused you to be punished. When Yun Ye recovers from his injury, I will cook a pot of meat and serve it to you."
My uncle and brother apologize."
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