"You and I are Jinshi in the same ranking, and our relationship is unusual. There is no need to be so polite!"
Feng Zhou waved his hand, pondered for a moment and then said bluntly: "You want to go out to avoid the limelight. Is there a suitable place?"
In fact, Feng Zhou knew that Liu Jian was currently just a concubine of the Hanlin Academy and a small editor, but in the future he would be the chief minister of the cabinet, and together with Li Dongyang and Xie Qian, he would become the representative of the Zhongzhengying Dynasty.
After the death of the Yingzong Zhu Qizhen, the crown prince Zhu Jianshen came to power, so he would put this person to good use and promote him to a lecturer in the East Palace. He would immediately capture the heart of the next emperor, and he would naturally have a bright future.
But Feng Zhou had no intention of saying it.
After all, the process of history is important, but it also depends on individual talent.
Liu Jian has the talent to help the world and bring peace to the people. As long as he has a chance, he will definitely fly to the sky.
If such a person could help him, Feng Zhou would naturally not refuse.
After listening to Feng Zhou's inquiry, Liu Jian smiled bitterly, shook his head and said helplessly: "Jiangnan is the best choice, but it's a pity that I can't try hard. There are many vacancies in the northwest and southwest. I'm afraid my wife won't be able to bear the pain!"
Feng Zhou nodded silently, suddenly raised his head when he thought of something, and said: "Brother Xixian (characterized by Liu Jian), if you believe me, don't do too much activity first. There may be changes in Shandong after the Chinese New Year. Then you can
You can go to Shandong and serve as a local official, it’s not far from Jincheng and it’s easy to take care of him!”
Has anything changed in Shandong?
Liu Jian was taken aback. He had nothing to hide in front of Feng Zhou. His face showed a look of shock and he exclaimed: "Brother Ziheng, is this true?"
Feng Zhou chuckled and said in a low and cold voice: "The floods in the Yellow River caused thousands of deaths in Henan and Shandong, but the officials in the two places concealed it from each other and took human life seriously. Jinyiwei and Shuntian Prefecture were aware of it. His Majesty's Sacred Heart is in control. In order to prevent a civil commotion,
The officialdom of the two places will definitely be adjusted after the new year. Brother Xixian is from Luoyang, so naturally it is inconvenient for him to be an official, so of course he can go to Shandong!"
Liu Jian's body trembled when he heard this, his eyes suddenly widened and he looked at Feng Zhou with a horrified face, his heart felt as if the river was overturned and a series of turbulent waves arose.
Floods in Henan and Shandong?
Why haven't you heard from your relatives?
He then thought about it, he was from the city, he had been well clothed and well-fed since he was a child, and his family naturally did not pay attention to floods and droughts.
"But I don't have any familiar official friends in Shandong!"
After he calmed down a little, he said very depressedly.
"You don't have to worry about this. Since His Majesty wants to make adjustments, he will naturally pay attention to it. When the time comes, officials from Shandong will naturally come to see Brother Xixian."
Feng Zhou smiled slightly...
In fact, this is not difficult to understand.
Although Zhu Qizhen was not a good emperor, he was absolutely concerned about the safety of his throne. He turned a blind eye to how local officials were squandering human lives and acting indiscriminately.
But what he couldn't tolerate was the misbehavior of underground officials that led to civil unrest and affected his throne.
Therefore, if a famine occurs in the two places, he will definitely take action as soon as possible to adjust the officialdom of the two places.
Then put a group of talents in those positions.
Liu Jian and his wife spent a whole day getting along well at Fengzhou Mansion. They had a great time talking and having fun, and everyone was in a good mood.
Xu Ting was accompanied by Mr. Wang, and the two of them had quite a common language. They either talked about poetry or exchanged experiences in housekeeping.
You must know that although Xu Ting is a chivalrous woman, her grandmother's family is also a well-off family. Whether in the Xiandu sect or at home, she is a rich lady.
Corresponding education and training has never been left behind.
So I have a lot in common with the Wang family.
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The Spring Festival is coming soon.
On the night of Danianshanshi, Feng Zhou and Xu Ting had a reunion dinner and left Feng Mansion. As a fourth-grade official, according to the imperial edict, he drove a carriage to the palace to attend the royal banquet.
The palace banquet on New Year's Eve is just a formality, just a 'show' for the royal family and all the ministers to enjoy together. No one who is attending the meeting, including the important officials and nobles, will pay too much attention to it.
The dishes for the palace banquet were carefully cooked by the imperial chef, but they couldn't be kept warm in the cold winter. When they were delivered from the imperial kitchen to the tables of the guests, they were already cold and inedible. No one had any appetite when they looked at the white layer of greasiness.
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Of course, all the guests who are eligible to participate in the palace banquet are not here just to have a bite of the cooled imperial meal. All those who are eligible to participate in the New Year's Palace banquet are officials of the fourth rank or above in Beijing, as well as the equivalent of nobles.
For noble people, being able to participate in palace banquets is a symbol of identity and status.
At the same time, the New Year's Palace Banquet is also the only time when courtiers and dignitaries can peek at the beauties of the harem from a distance in public.
Of course, anyone who can gain a foothold in the capital has no intention of peeking at Feng Yan.
Except for sealing the boat.
Of course, he didn't have any thoughts about the concubine, but he felt something strange.
For example, there is a female officer in charge not far from Zhu Qizhen. She seems to have a high status, but she has an aura that is extremely difficult to detect. She is clearly a master of internal affairs who practices secret internal skills.
Could this be a secret royal offering?
As if she sensed Feng Zhou's gaze, the female officer in charge who had been standing quietly at a distance of nearly a hundred feet suddenly raised her head and glanced at Feng Zhou with a pair of extremely indifferent but cold nails.
There was a moment. In an instant, fire burst out.
Ouchi is indeed Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon.
The martial arts of this female officer in charge is far superior to Wei Ziyun.
With this thought in mind, Feng Zhou took a closer look and suddenly felt that the harem was truly a crouching tiger, hidden dragon.
The queen and concubines are normal.
After all, anyone with a strange smell will definitely be noticed by the royal ministers and stay away from the palace.
But among the female officials around the concubine, there are indeed many who possess mystical skills.
Some of the auras are cold, some are neutral and peaceful, and some auras are not very easy to sense and are a bit weird.
This world is really weird.
Compared to the world of Double Dragon in the Tang Dynasty, all the feudal lords are possessed of Xuan Gong, and their counselors also have outstanding martial arts skills, not to mention those generals who fight on the battlefield!
But in this world, it seems that the masters are relatively normal, but their servants have great masters sitting in charge.
It seems that these great masters concentrate on practicing martial arts and are not as good as those weaklings in palace fighting. For the sake of money and interests, they are loyal to them without thinking of turning back and making their own decisions.
No wonder the imperial power era kept advocating the Three Cardinal Guidelines and the Five Constant Rules, which turned out to constrain their thinking.
Not only were the female officials around the concubine very problematic, but even among the larger group of palace maids present, Feng Zhou sensed nearly a hundred strange auras, either possessing internal power or having other special fluctuations, which really made him open up.
A new perspective.
No wonder not many Ming emperors lived long lives in the past dynasties.
Surrounded by such palace maids, how can the yang energy in one's body be preserved?
However, this thought flashed past. After all, he was a civil servant and was destined to have no interaction with these harem masters. Feng Zhou was too lazy to pay more attention. The current emperor should have a headache. If he knew that the harem was in such chaos, he would not know.
Can you sleep well?
Speaking of which, after recuperating his energy in Nangong for seven or eight years, and being able to live for another eight years after returning to the palace, Zhu Qizhen can be considered a man!
Feng Zhou secretly marveled at the chaotic dancing of the demons in the harem, and the female official who had just looked at him was also secretly shocked by Feng Zhou's sharp eyes.