On that day, my father called a banquet and invited the neighbors to have a drink and celebrate his son's success in becoming an official.
During the banquet, the neighbors said a lot of encouraging words to Wang Xian, but the central idea remained the same, which is to work hard and don't do anything wrong, which will cause us to be sued. The neighbors vouched for Wang Xian, an unreliable young man, so naturally
It adds a lot of worries.
In addition to lamenting that the prejudice was so deep and difficult to reverse, Wang Xian could only nod in response. However, seeing the joy on the faces of his father, mother, brother and sister, he felt happy again and was able to support himself, which made his family feel relieved.
Isn’t this what I have always wanted?
Now that your expectations have been achieved, it can be considered a small success, and you should give yourself a toast.
Before dawn the next day, my mother woke Wang Xian up to wash his face and dress.
When he went out wearing a black wingless official scarf, a moon-white round-neck shirt, a black silk ribbon around his waist, black shoes and white socks, and a brand new outfit, Yin Ling chuckled and said: "
I never thought that my second brother would look really good in it."
Wang Xian glanced at him and said, "Did I look ugly before?" Then he went out with his eldest brother.
Wang Gui still went to work in the workshop. He was only happy that his father asked his younger brother to work in the yamen, even though his handwriting was much neater than Wang Gui's.
"Brother, dad wants to find you a job at the Hebo Station, why don't you go?" Wang Xian asked as the brothers walked in the alley.
"In the past six months, I have often asked my boss to borrow money. My boss treats me well, so I can't be sorry to him." Wang Gui said with a simple smile: "If I leave, no one in the workshop will make any more materials...
Besides, I also like to make paper. Looking at the bunches of snow-white paper, I feel very satisfied."
"But this work is too tiring." Wang Xian sighed: "I am so tired that I can't straighten my waist all day long."
"It doesn't matter, your brother is in great health." Wang Gui said, hesitating for a long time, and then said: "Well, I'll treat you to dinner another day, and we brothers will eat outside."
"It's my turn to invite brother, wait until I pay." Wang Xian said with a smile.
"It will take too long to wait..." Wang Gui muttered softly.
"What's the matter with you?" Wang Xian asked curiously.
"No, it's okay," Wang Gui and Wang Xian said separately as they reached the entrance of the alley while talking, "I'm going to work."
"What's going on?" Wang Xian was confused and walked towards the Yamen.
At this time, there were stalls selling breakfast and people pushing carts to collect toilets on the street. When they saw Wang Xian, they all said hello and said with a smile: "Erlang, are you going to the Yamen?"
In the past, Wang Xian was ignored when he walked on the street. Suddenly so many people started greeting him, which made Wang Xian not used to it. He had to respond repeatedly: "Yes, Uncle Six." "Good morning, Brother Seven."
I have eaten it, Sister Lan..."
Just like this, he walked all the way to the yamen gate and saw that the two people who were shackled were still there. Yesterday, the two of them had their heads lowered, but today they happened to meet each other's eyes. Wang Xiancai discovered that they seemed to be grain merchants in the county, and he didn't know what they had committed.
crime.
After saying hello to the police officer at the door, Wang Xian went into the yamen and went straight to the clerk's room to report. However, Wang Ziyuan and two clerks went to the second hall to arrange the yamen, and there were only three clerks and two clerks sitting there chatting.
Seeing Wang Xian come in, Liu Yuan, the book clerk from yesterday, pointed at him and said with a smile: "Here, this is how you insist on not letting go of Qingshan."
Everyone stood up with a smile and greeted Wang Xian, and they all looked up to him for a long time. Because he was Wang Xingye's son, they were very polite to him. Liu Yuan took Wang Xian and sat among the desk clerks in white shirts, and said with a smile: "Everyone is alone
We work as errands under the same roof, and we treat each other as brothers. You are the youngest, and we are all brothers. If you don’t understand anything in the future, just ask us."
Wang Xian is a second-generation man, and he knows how to deal with people without any teacher. He agrees with everyone and quickly becomes familiar with them.
"Which room will our brothers be assigned to, rich, powerful, powerful, poor or humble?" Liu Yuan asked him.
"Huh?" Wang Xian didn't understand what this meant.
"This is how the common people describe our six-fang family." Everyone smiled and explained to him: "'Wealth' refers to the household room. The county's household registration, land tax, finance and taxation, and marriages are all handled by the household room. If you are not rich, you will lose your temper."
That's strange. 'Gui' refers to our Lifang. The county's Lijia, Baozheng, and township officials, as well as the county's officials and subordinates, are all under the management of this office. Naturally, they are more 'expensive'. 'Wei' refers to your old man.
The original execution room was in charge of the county's prisons, so it was naturally majestic. "Wu" was the military room, which goes without saying. "Pin" was the ritual room, which was in charge of the county's examinations, sacrifices, rituals and music, and banquets. It is said that it was poor.
Compared with other rooms, there are actually quite a lot of benefits for 'staying and earning a living', such as during exams."
"As for 'cheap', it refers to the workhouse, which is responsible for building rivers in this county. At first glance, it sounds like they are servants, so it is called 'cheap'. If you are bolder, it is actually fatter than the household house." Everyone laughed and said, "Other than that In addition, there are two good places to go. There is a saying that "it is better to be an official than to be a prostitute, and to be a prostitute is worse than to be a good person". If you can be divided into warehouses and grain depots, then it is really a mouse in a rice vat, waiting for you to die... …”
"Ahem." Liu Yuan felt that what they said was a bit outrageous, so he interrupted: "Actually, every house has its advantages and disadvantages. For example, if the house is rich, the affairs are complicated and many things. Not to mention tired, it is also easy to go wrong.
You will be tired after eating. It is better to relax in the ceremonial room, earn some income, and live a comfortable life."
"But for you, brother." Several clerks looked at the door and lowered their voices: "Don't be assigned to a household room."
"Why?" Wang Xian listened very attentively and asked curiously.
"Because Li Sihu and your father have been bitter enemies for many years." Liu Yuan said in a low voice: "If you are assigned a household house, you can only ask for blessings."
"Oh..." Wang Xian nodded, thinking, do I have a choice?
The seniors talked to him about ancient times for a while. When Wang Ziyao and the two officials came back, everyone quickly stood up to greet them.
"Brother Xian, the county magistrate has called you." Wang Ziyuan looked at Wang Xianda and said, "Do you need someone to take you there?"
"My nephew knows the way." Wang Xian shook his head and said goodbye. Wang Ziyao lectured his subordinates and ignored him. His enthusiasm was much worse than yesterday.
Wang Xian followed yesterday's path and came to the Moon Gate Cave, where he saw yesterday's gatekeeper sitting there. He bowed to the man and said hello, and was about to walk in. However, he was stopped by the gatekeeper, who looked at Wang Xian and said, "You're new here, right?
This is the back office, no one is allowed to enter without permission."
"It's the elder who is looking for me."
"That has to be reported." Menzi curled his lips and said with roots under his feet.
"..." Only then did Wang Xian realize that this guy was asking for money to enter the house, and he immediately felt unhappy. But yesterday he wrote on Master Diao's painting, and today he quarreled with the disciples of Wei Zhi County. In the eyes of everyone, he was completely ruined.
It's become a thorn.
Helpless, he took out a tattered treasure note from the boot leaf, but the doorman refused to accept it. Wang Xian rolled his eyes and said: "This is the one, do you want it if you like it?"
"If you don't want to get in, if you don't have money, get out." The disciple was furious. A newbie dared to be rude to his dignified master.
"That's what you said, then I'll go back." Wang Xian turned around and left. This old guy thought he was a newcomer and didn't understand anything? Can he be the same as asking for a meeting or responding to a call?
"Oh, don't..." That guy is so depressed. Why does this kid look like a seasoned guy the first day he comes here? Is it because he has a family background or is he just a fool?
Throwing the broken banknote worth at most ten cents to the disciple, Wang Xian entered the back office.
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After Wang Xiantong reported it, he personally led him into the foreign custody room. After waiting for a long time, County Magistrate Wei came out to see him, followed by Sima Qiu.
"The little man pays homage to the eldest master." After he goes to the clerk's office, unless the eldest master orders him to kneel down, he only needs to bow when he is in front of the county magistrate.
"Excuse me." Wei Zhixian sat down on the main seat, Sima Qiu sat on his right hand, and Wang Xian, of course, still stood.
"Wang Xian, I want to thank you for two things," Wei Zhixian, wearing a seventh-grade public uniform, said with great style: "One is that you helped me solve the case. The other is that your poem made me
Very touched.”
"Thank you, sir."
"This county will reward you for your merits. I wanted to reward you as an official, but others have criticized your past. I can't say anything to them about He Chang's case." Wei Zhixian waved his hand and refused to listen to his nonsense, "
So I can only aggrieve you first, and then promote you when the time is right."
"But you have to live up to your expectations." Sima Qiu said to the side: "If you make a contribution as soon as possible, the boss will be able to promote you as soon as possible. Otherwise, if you don't get seniority, there will be dozens of people ahead of you. Will it be your turn in the Year of the Monkey?"
"..." Wang Xian is not a real rookie, how could he not tell that these two people were setting a trap for him, but he had already thought about it last night. Since he had offended Master Diao, he had to take care of Wei Zhixian.
A thigh. His fortunes and misfortunes all depend on the hands of this county magistrate.
I just didn't expect that on this first day, I would have the opportunity to perform a meritorious service. Isn't this too impatient? Wang Xian felt like cannon fodder and thought to himself: "It's really true that a villain deserves the favor of the great master.
I have been lucky enough for three lifetimes, so I thought it would be a reward."
"Well." Wei Zhixian was overjoyed when he heard this and said with a smile: "Don't be nervous, I still have some things to do. Let Mr. Sima talk to you about the arrangements." After saying that, he stood up and patted Wang Xian on the shoulder and said: "Have a good time practicing calligraphy.
, read a few more books, and you will become a scholar in the future, so I can use you more." The Ming Dynasty stipulated that all officials and officials who were not in the upper class had the right to participate in the imperial examination, but this was obviously a rhetoric.
"Young man, please bear in mind the earnest teachings of the great master." Wang Xian's eyes filled with excitement as he sent Wei Zhixian in.
When he turned around, he saw Sima Qiu smiling teasingly, obviously laughing at his heavy performance. Wang Xian grinned and said, "Thank you sir for your kindness."
"Ahem..." Sima Qiu immediately felt guilty. Wei Zhixian only knew less than 10% of Wang Xian's contribution, and more than 90% of the rest was all pocketed by himself, but he did not give anything in return to Wang Xian. At this moment, he still wanted to give him to him
It's really outrageous to push someone into a pit of fire.