The county governor's office has ten acres, and it looks majestic.
Fu Cheng Yuan Shiwen was in an oxcart. At this time, he got out of the car and arrived at the corner of the Yamen. A gust of wind blew, and everyone felt refreshed. Looking at the government office from a distance, Fu Cheng felt an indescribable feeling in his heart.
We knew Lan Chongwen, they had studied hard together in Han Chuang, and they were equally talented in literature. However, he couldn't endure it, so he went to be a bachelor. Although he endured for more than ten years, he was recommended to be the eighth-grade prime minister, but he was actually a retainer.
, not a serious court official.
And this Lan Chongwen, after struggling hard, finally won the promotion, and was able to be promoted to an official. Now he is also in the eighth rank, but he is a serious life official, and he can continue to climb...
Just think about it, this is all fate. After showing his official badge, he walked along the rain channel to an office.
When I entered, I calmed down and saw that it was Lan Chongwen talking to a young official who was about to reach middle age. When he saw someone coming, he stopped talking. The official remained calm and did not move. When Lan Chongwen saw the person coming, he was startled and clapped his hands.
Smiling: "Okay, okay! I didn't expect you to come here - this is Master Yuan Shiwen, the Chancellor of the Grand Scholar's House, and this is Zeng Lian, the county clerk."
They both saw the ceremony and sat down generously. Yuan Shiwen smiled and said, "I have read all Mr. Zeng's articles. I have read several of the collections of "Poetry Letters" and "Bianshan Pavilion Collection" that you commented on."
Pian, I have long wanted to get to know a talented person like you!"
The warmth of these words was like bathing in the spring breeze. Zeng Lian was a little reserved in his heart. He couldn't help but smile and said sadly: "How dare you call yourself a genius? There are so many talented people in this generation!"
Yuan Shiwen actually agreed with this. Zeng Lian had a long history of literary talent. He was the best in the county and was praised by thousands of people. However, due to his luck, he failed many times and became an official. It is a pity that he was a scholar. You know, he was actually
Already on the list of superiors.
In fact, it is also possible to have an official career as a scholar, but this person later found his way to the Wensi Brothel and the Chu Palace. Every time he got drunk, he became crazy and behaved nonsense, which made everyone above him shake his head. Who dares to use him?
After a few years, the pastime became ridiculous and gradually disappeared from the public.
Especially with the rise of talents like Yu Fan and Ye Qing, whose articles are no less impressive or even better than others, they are even less valued and have been crossed off the list.
Lan Chongwen smiled and said: "Although I haven't been promoted to a higher level, I have been promoted to half a level. Why are you unhappy? Let's have a banquet together in the evening to celebrate each other."
Seeing that Yuan Shiwen was a little surprised, Zeng Lian smiled and sighed: "These are two things. The first is that Mr. Lan finally got through and was transferred to the county magistrate of Pingshou County - the original county magistrate has already become the county magistrate."
"It is said that those who are Tong Jinshi will not be able to serve as county magistrate for long. The shorter one is three years, the longer one is six years. Mr. Lan will eventually be able to serve as a Bailihou.'
Yuan Shiwen suddenly realized that he felt envious and slightly jealous. In this world, an official became a Zhengqipin county magistrate and achieved Zhengguo. After his death, he would have a small god status, which would benefit the Enze family.
At this time, I heard Lan Chongwen say: "I just have this hope. It is considered a horizontal transfer. Why not Mr. Zeng? He was promoted to a full-time clerk and took over my position."
"But since you have become a clerk, you must not take anything else except your salary and the money to support your integrity. Otherwise, you will be easily caught. You should also go to brothels less. It is unethical and easy to be plotted by others."
Zeng Lian listened intently.
He stood up and stood for a moment, then smiled suddenly and said, "I remember what you said, sir. It is indeed different now, so I don't have to worry about it!"
Yuan Shiwen smiled and said: "Okay, it turns out that I have just come here, and you are all getting promoted and making money. You are really envious of me!"
At that moment, everyone couldn't help laughing.
After Lan Chongwen finished laughing, his face was radiant, and he said to Yuan Shiwen: "Have you seen these three articles... After lying down, the night is slender, and the life of a goddess is a dream... This sentence is heartbreaking, and it can be compared with "
"The Preface to the King of Yi" will shine brightly afterward!"
Yuan Shiwen nodded in agreement: "Yes, that's why I came this time. There is still some time before August, and I just happened to follow you to take office and go to Pingshou County to see this young talent.
Zeng Lian listened and originally admired Ye Qing very much, but now he couldn't help but feel jealous.
Pingshou County·Ye Mansion
I haven’t seen you for a while. The courtyard has expanded a lot. It is connected to other courtyards. The windows in the study are not made of paper, but organza. This is a very expensive decoration. If you open the window, you can see the courtyard.
Rockery waterfalls and streams——the elegant atmosphere rushes towards you.
The wall is unique, with dozens of pictures lined up densely - all from the Three Classics and Five Classics.
"Qianqian," Ye Qing saw Qianqian laying out the rice paper and bringing tea over. He took the tea and took a sip. He pointed at the rice paper on the wall and said, "Don't underestimate these. They seem ordinary, but they are a part of studying.
The secret technique, even if it is broken, is just a piece of paper, but if it is not broken, it is worth thousands of gold."
Qianqian looked at it: "I don't understand, why is it worth a thousand gold?"
Ye Qing said with a smile: "This is the work of Luo Zicheng, the former dynasty. He condensed the three classics and five classics. Each one has a theme, and it is combined into "Forty-Eight Ways"."
"Look at this Tao, from the beginning, one, two, three, five elements, moving clouds and spreading rain, promoting luck, and operating harvest, these are all the writings of the Tao..."
Qianqian was still puzzled: "Isn't this just an excerpt from the scriptures? It's all ordinary and nothing new at all."
"Of course." Ye Qing looked a little melancholy: "Of course you don't think it's new, but if you chant in this order thirty times every day, ten times in the morning, noon and evening, over time, an aura will be formed in this room."
"The Tao Lord's way not only governs the world, but also governs the yin and yang of heaven and earth. If you praise it sincerely and use Tao as a wall, there will be indescribable benefits. Do you understand the meaning of hanging it here?"
Qianqian glanced at Ye Qing. She understood what Ye Qing meant and nodded sharply!
Ye Qing sat on a chair, pulled out a new pen and played with it. He looked at the scenery outside and murmured: "This kind of Taoism is passed down by aristocratic families. I sincerely respect it, and the more time passes, the greater the benefits will be!"
He thought very far and then came back and said with a smile: "But this is the same as twenty years of red wine, but who is willing to spend twenty years doing this?"
Ye Qing thought of the danger he encountered in his previous life in order to get this news. His heart moved, he glanced at Qianqian, took a sip of tea and said: "I don't need it now, you can study here, as long as three
Years later, I guarantee that you will have a solid foundation in Taoism."
Having said this, he said to Qianqian again: "Put up the window."
"Yes." Qianqian responded and opened the window.
Ye Qing walked to the window and looked at the distance. He didn't know what he was thinking. He suddenly smiled and said, "Send the article I wrote to Mr. Lu!"
After seven years of hard work, Ye Qing felt that his articles had reached the pinnacle of academic excellence, and he could be said to have entered the same rank as a Jinshi.
But it’s not that the Three Thousand Flowers Chapter of Memory is meaningless.
Originally, each of these Chinese chapters has its own merits, but it is impossible for one person to be comprehensive. Taking this chapter and adding and deleting it at the current level can really go a step further, reaching the level where it is difficult to write a word.
Now, I’m just waiting for the state test in August.
However, I had never heard of this opportunity of Long Sun in my previous life, but I felt familiar with it. Whose luck did this take away?
Luhua County, before early morning on the 15th
Yu Fan has received a message from the captain, which details how to land all the fortune tellers on the shore and investigate them one by one.
He immediately called Mr. Kou to Tingyu Hall to discuss the matter.
Mr. Kou didn't sleep all night. Hearing the message, he hurried over and saluted as soon as he entered the door: "Master, what do you want me to do?"
“It’s only May 15th and it’s already so hot that I’m sweating!”
Yu Fan personally brought a plate of watermelon: "Here, eat some to relieve your anger. This is the captain's post. What do you think of it?"
After that, he drank tea, closed his eyes and meditated.
Mr. Kou took this post and read it over and over again. Without saying a word, he walked to the steps and was lost in thought. At this time, it was approaching dawn, and a gust of wind was blowing against his face with hot air. After a long time, he turned back and said to Yu Fan.
: "My lord rewarded me with six hundred taels of silver. This captain really did his job with all his heart."
"You see, there are one hundred and fifty-seven fortune tellers in the county, including their origin, age, reputation, and income. Even if the yamen officials are sealed, they are nothing more than this.
Hearing this, Yu Fan fanned himself vigorously and sighed: "Why didn't I know this? I'm just sad in my heart, but I can't suppress it. The time now flies by like a year!"
As he said that, Yu Fan was stunned, and then said: "Don't look at me as a member of a noble family. Others think that I have endless money. It's ridiculous!"
"Even if the clan earns five hundred thousand taels of silver a year, each of the thousands of clan members will only receive five hundred taels of silver. What if tens of thousands or hundreds of thousands of silver are thrown away? It's really a worldly novel.
"The Relic Pearl Museum is good, but the money is flowing out like water. I have to be anxious!"
"That's it!" Mr. Kou was about to speak when someone suddenly came in and kowtowed to Yu Fan: "Sir, it's dawn and the hour has passed. I've checked more than a dozen times, but I still haven't found the person I want!"
"What?" After hearing this, Yu Fan shook his body and turned pale. He gritted his teeth and smiled sinisterly: "Asshole, is this how you do things?"
At this moment, Mr. Kou suddenly shouted: "Lord!"
Yu Fan's whole body trembled, and he stayed there for a long time before asking: "Really? Did you check it repeatedly?"
The visitor said in a low voice: "After repeated checks, every newcomer has a record, but there is no fortune teller at this time."
Yu Fan tried his best to suppress the anger in his heart and suddenly smiled: "Thank you for your hard work. If you pass on my message, I will be rewarded with three hundred taels of silver. There is no credit but hard work!"
Seeing this man walking away, he muttered to himself, and seemed to ask Mr. Kou: "What should we do now?"
"I have also thought about what the lord said just now." Mr. Kou said gloomily: "I have been thinking about this matter since I entered the lord's family."
"My lord, there may be a thousand reasons why everything must be perfect, but fame and family background may make people be submissive and obedient to the lord at ordinary times, but at the critical moment, these are of no use.
"In the final analysis, the two words are power and money. Power can be forced to submit, and money can be supported and subdued. For the lord, this waterway is too important."
"But even so, we can't stay here any longer. My lord, you need to return to the mansion as soon as possible to take charge. If you haven't been here for two months, there are already signs of uneasiness in the mansion. This is your fundamental concern."
"My lord, a hero doesn't have setbacks, but he has to make decisions!"
As soon as he said these words, Yu Fan's whole body was shocked, his eyes showed some light, he turned a few steps, and decisively ordered: "Check, continue to check, has there been such a fortune teller before, and who has approached him, this opportunity cannot be missed.
If it disappears for no reason, someone must have snatched it away. You are in charge of this matter. I will go back home immediately to meet my close brothers and sisters!
Speaking of this, there was a chill in the gaps between my teeth.