At nine o'clock, Wang Xian got up. Today was the big day for him to take office. He had some insomnia last night, so he sat by the bed for a long time, looking at the bright green official uniforms that had been ironed yesterday and hung on the hangers.
The corner of his mouth twitched into a smile and said: "Here comes someone!"
Outside, Shuai Hui and Er Hei had also gotten up early. They were wearing brand-new light green shirts with cross-collars, red belts, and black scarves on their heads, decorated with three peacock feathers and a pheasant tail. One was holding a bottle of water for washing his face.
, a man came in beaming with some household items to wash.
In fact, if the two of them stay in Fuyang, relying on Wang Xian's shadow, continuing to hang out with the public, or doing business on their own, they will live a comfortable life. But they are both still young, and they want to leave Fuyang to see the world.
Secondly, they saw Wang Xian with their own eyes. In just one year, he completed a series of jumps from gangster to petty official to secretary to classics. Although they were amazed, they both believed that he had a bright future, so they made up their minds.
If you continue to hang out with Wang Xian, you will definitely be more successful than in the county.
Didn't the storyteller say, "One person can achieve enlightenment, a chicken or a dog ascends to heaven"? The two of them relied entirely on Wang Xian for their destiny.
In front of the bronze mirror, Shuai Hui skillfully tied his long hair on top of his head, tied it into knots, then tied it tightly with a hair tie so that it would not come loose, and finally inserted a hosta.
"Sir, it's time to wear the official uniform," Erhei held the green gauze official robe that looked like a piece of spring grass in front of Wang Xian. According to regulations, officials of the fourth rank and above in the Ming Dynasty wear scarlet robes, those of fifth to seventh rank wear green robes, and those of eighth rank wear green robes.
Those below the rank are green robes, clearly dividing senior officials, mid-level officials and low-level officials... What an evil class society!
Wang Xian couldn't help but insinuate that he was not greedy enough. He went from being a clerk to an official in one year and entered the ruling class of this society. It was enough to make people crazy with envy. So he put on the bright green official robe of the regiment leader over the white gauze singlet.
, fastened his belt, straightened his clothes, and looked at the Lian Que patch on his chest reflected in the bronze mirror, Wang Xian was even more satisfied. Finally, we were also included in this piece of cloth.
The buns on the chests of civil servants are embroidered with birds such as cranes of the first rank, golden pheasants of the second rank, blanks of the third rank, skylarks of the fourth rank, white pheasants of the fifth rank, egrets of the sixth rank, and egrets of the seventh rank.
The first-grade Lilican, the eighth-grade oriole, the ninth-grade quail, and the miscellaneous magpie. The steps on the general's chest are embroidered with beasts, the first-grade unicorn, the second-grade lion, the third-grade leopard, the fourth-grade tiger, the fifth-grade bear, and the sixth-grade.
The first-grade embroidered Biao, the seventh-grade embroidered rhinoceros, the eighth-grade embroidered rhinoceros, the ninth-grade embroidered seahorse... Therefore, the civil and military officials of the Ming Dynasty also have a noble general name called "dressed beasts".
This is not ironic. At least during the Yongle period of the Ming Dynasty, "dressed like a beast" was still a term for officials to be self-effacing, and it did not have a derogatory connotation. Wang Xian clearly remembered that when his father first put on his official uniform last year, he pointed to the patch on his chest.
Quail Buzi said with infinite pride: "From now on, your father is also a beast in disguise!"
"What a well-dressed beast!" Looking at Wang Xian in the mirror, Shuai Hui and Er Hei praised him without hesitation.
"You are the best dressed beast, your whole family is a beast." Wang Xian rolled his eyes, buckled the black horn belt around his waist, and put on his official boots with pink sole and black face. He couldn't help but sigh in his heart: "The clothes of the imperial court are still very good."
After all, with this belt, the green color immediately becomes less eye-catching. Instead, it looks quite stable and a little fresh... It’s strange that when I saw Ma Dianshi and others wearing this outfit, why isn’t it so handsome? Could it be that it needs a handsome guy to wear it?
Taste?'
Official belts are also divided into grades: first-grade jade, second-grade rhinoceros, third-grade gold inlay, fourth-grade plain gold, fifth-grade silver inlay, sixth-grade and seventh-grade plain silver, eighth-grade and ninth-grade black horns.
The belt is a black leather belt inlaid with horny material. Like the tender green official robe, Wang Xian feels a little uncomfortable. But when you look at the green clothes and black belt, the same colors are paired together, you immediately feel different...
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Finally putting on the two-winged black gauze hat that everyone envied, Wang Xian almost burst into tears. He knew that his life would be very different from now on! He no longer had to kneel before officials, and he no longer had to call himself a villain. He was finally considered a villain.
An adult...
"Sir, the sedan has arrived." Wang Xian was intoxicated with himself when Zheng Sili came to greet him.
"Let's get started." Wang Xian nodded and said in a deep voice.
In fact, there are regulations for officials in the Ming Dynasty to ride horses and sit in sedans. Normally, county magistrates are not qualified to ride in sedans, but should ride horses. However, officials in the capital are more disciplined. After all, under the eyes of the emperor, as long as local officials have some real power, they will ride in sedans.
Yes, although Wang Xian is a Dianshi, he is the second-in-command of the county. The grand master specially approved a double-carrying blue cloth sedan for his use.
Wang Xian was wearing official uniform and sitting in the sedan chair, feeling the trembling feeling. He was really not used to it... Thinking of the sedan bearers carrying such a heavy sedan chair, Wang Xian felt relieved. He felt
It would be more secure to ride in a carriage. Of course, now is not the time to be independent, because after the sedan chair is lifted, you cannot go back, otherwise it will be like trying to beat the wall, which means you will not be promoted.
Arriving at the low Tucheng gate of Pujiang County, various people from the county had been waiting for them for a long time. A large group of people from all religions and nine streams was quite a spectacle.
"These are the officials, guarantors, and informants of this county," Zheng Sili said respectfully from the side of the sedan chair: "I will be waiting here early in the morning, so I'd better meet them."
"Get off the sedan." Wang Xian nodded, Erhei opened the sedan curtain, and walked out of the sedan to meet everyone.
"We are waiting to welcome the second master!" Three to four hundred people knelt down and kowtowed together. It was a wonderful feeling. Of course, it was for Wang Xian.
"Grandma, it's finally my turn for others to kneel down." Wang Xian couldn't help but curse in secret. What he disliked most in this world was kneeling down, but if a mere petty official dares to make a mistake, any official can beat him.
It made his butt bloom... so he knelt down all the time. Now that a daughter-in-law has become a mother-in-law, being dirty is not something to be boasted about, but it is more important to keep a clear head.
"Everyone, please rise." Wang Xian returned the courtesy to everyone, and then said calmly: "I have come from afar, and I have to rely on your close cooperation." After a pause, he said, "Please come back now, change Japan.
The official will summon you."
After saying that, he sat back in the sedan chair and Shuai Hui sang loudly: "Get up the sedan chair!"
The sedan then went straight into the city, leaving behind a group of officials, Li Jia, the boss and the shopkeeper, who looked at each other and said, "This second master is so vigorous and resolute, and we haven't asked for the feast yet?" We had to ask Secretary Zheng to go to the Yamen to invite it again.
By that time, Wang Xian had already entered the county seat. He entered the city from the east gate and walked west. This is called Ziqi coming from the east. He rushed to the county government office in the northeast city. Along the way, he discovered that the prosperity of Pujiang County was not that of Fuyang.
Without having time to take a closer look, he arrived at the yamen gate. Yamen all over the world are basically carved out of the same mold, and Pujiang County yamen is no exception. Therefore, Wang Xian did not look at it curiously, but ordered people to get off the sedan chair in front of the eight-character wall.
He straightened his official uniform and quickly walked into the Yamen.
Although he was a little dazed, his mind was still clear. He remembered that he was only the second-in-command in the county. If he went in in a sedan in such a arrogant manner, what would the county magistrate think? But he seemed to be overthinking...
After entering the Yamen and bypassing the Xiaoqiang, Wang Xian began to kneel three times at a time and pay homage to the ceremonial gate in official uniform... Just now he was glad that he no longer had to kneel down easily, but now it was a slap in the face. But when he thought of the county magistrate taking office, it was the same.
If he wanted to kneel at the ceremony gate, he would feel much more balanced.
After entering Yimen, I saw an old man with gray hair and beard, wearing a wrinkled blue official robe, standing on the platform with a smile. Naturally, he was the magistrate of this county.
"I'm here to pay my respects to the great master!" Wang Xian hurriedly saluted and paid homage. He couldn't help but sigh again. He couldn't say too much.
Magistrate Na Mi smiled when he saw Wang Xian kneel down, then reached out to help him and said loudly: "Little brother, there is no need to be polite. You have worked hard all the way."
Wang Xian's ears were buzzing from the shock. Yesterday, Erhei and the others inquired and said that Mi Zhixian was an old drunkard who was completely drunk. He was said to be dazzled and deaf, sleepy and forgetful, and slow to react... It seems that the rumors are true.
Mi Zhixian pulled Wang Xian onto Danbi and came to the hall. He first ordered him to tidy up his clothes and kowtowed to the north to thank the emperor for his kindness. Then he sat down with him in awe-inspiring posture... Wang Xian fearfully asked the eldest master
Taking the seat, Mi Zhixian shook his head and said, "Speak louder, I can't hear you clearly."
"Master, please take a seat!" Wang Xian could only say loudly.
"Haha, there is no need to be formal." Mizhi County shook his head and smiled: "You will know after you have been here for a long time that this county is very easy-going."
"Etiquette cannot be discarded." Wang Xian didn't know if the old man was testing him, so he insisted.
"You are not allowed to say this in the future. I don't like hearing it the most." Mi Zhixian pointed to the north and said, "I have been tortured by those people for twelve years, and now I feel dizzy after listening to it."
Wang Xian knew that he must be the first family in the south of the Yangtze River. The Gangchang Rites were the foundation for people to settle down and live their lives. Otherwise, why would they have the right to be personally granted the title by Taizu?
"It's good to get used to it. We can't be too polite, otherwise we will feel worse..." Mizhi County seemed to be complaining about the first family in Jiangnan, but then he laughed and said: "Being an official in Pujiang, as long as you don't be too high-spirited
, it’s still very comfortable, you’ll know in the future.” He then said: “You go to your own place first, worship the Yamen God, and meet your subordinates. Then...” Mi Zhixian paused, and said with a bright smile: “I’m at the back Yamen.
Let’s get some wine and help my brother catch the wind and wash away the dust.”
"Yes." Since Lao Mi was not playing tricks, Wang Xian stopped being polite to him. He said "Hey" and went to his own Xiyamen. The office of Dianshi was on the west side of the Yamen, so it was also called Xiyamen.
Because there is no county magistrate's office or chief clerk's office in this county, and the county government office is full of space, the west government office was built extraordinarily large.
In the yamen, the three squads of officers had been waiting for a long time. When they saw Wang Xian coming in, they all knelt down on one knee and said loudly:
"My subordinates pay their respects to the second master!"