The next day, after Zhao Ran finished his work in the kitchen, he couldn't hold himself back and rushed to Song Xunzhao's dormitory in the backyard.
Song Zhiyuan was not in the courtyard, so he suppressed his anxious thoughts and waited patiently. About half an hour later, Inspector Song and Deacon Dong from the cell came back hand in hand. The two chatted and laughed as they arrived side by side.
If we want to say who is the richest among the eight deacons, then the one who ranks at the top must be Deacon Dong. The house in charge of the farm, tea mountain, gardens and shops, and more than 50% of Wujiyuan's financial resources come from
Although the contributions made by House No. 1 are all real property of the institute and are attributed to the name of the Taoist Temple, Deacon Dong handles no less than ten thousand dollars every year. Just a few drops of oil and water from his fingers are enough to attract attention.
Zhao Ran rarely saw Deacon Dong. Thinking about it carefully, it seems that he only happened to meet him once on the day he went up the mountain with Chu Yangcheng. After that, he came here several times to find Song Zhiyuan. The main hall of the east side room always had a tight door.
Close. It is said that this Taoist priest spends most of his time outside the mountains and rarely comes back a few times a year, but he didn't want to bump into him today.
More than seven months later, Director Dong naturally could no longer recognize that the bright and energetic Zhao Ran in front of him was the ragged farmer's boy who had left Chu Yangcheng that day. He took a casual look and smiled as he entered the main hall of the room.
Inside, it seemed as if he had said hello to Zhao Ran, but upon closer inspection, he seemed to have ignored Zhao Ran at all.
Song Zhiyuan invited Zhao Ran to follow him into the main hall of the dormitory, closed the door, and asked, "What are you doing here today?"
Zhao Ran licked his lips and wanted to speak, but for a moment he didn't know where to start. Song Zhiyuan smiled and whispered: "About the Taoist boy who received the ultimatum?"
Zhao Ran nodded quickly and looked at Song Zhiyuan.
Song Zhiyuan sat on the chair himself, then stretched out his hand to signal Zhao Ran to sit down as well, and said straight to the point: "You are very well-informed, and you came here early to wait. To be honest, just now the prison hospital summoned the 'Sandu' and the 'Eight Deacons'
', this is what we are discussing. No, Senior Brother Dong has been summoned back from the farm outside the mountain..."
Zhao Ran couldn't help but lean forward and listened very carefully.
Just listen to Song Zhiyuan continue: "This year, as usual, each deacon room will nominate one person, and then the Supervisory Academy and the 'Sandu' will take a face-to-face examination and select one person. Well, there should be two places, but one of them is from the West
The candidates designated by the Zhenwu Palace are said to have acceptable qualifications and skills. From now on, they will go to the palace, but they will be introduced through Wujiyuan."
Song Zhiyuan picked up the teacup on the table, but the tea in the teacup reached the bottom. Zhao Ran quickly stood up, took the teapot from the table, shook it, and felt that the water in the pot was full, so he put it in the corner of the room.
He heated it on a small red clay stove for a while. There was a loud noise in the pot, so Zhao Ran took it out and added it to Song Zhiyuan.
Song Zhiyuan watched with satisfaction as Zhao Ran finished serving everything, and gestured for him to pour a cup for himself, and then sighed: "You don't need to come, I plan to recommend you. But there is something different today. The prison hospital hinted to me, the key point is
Pay attention to Jin Jiu and Zhang Ze... I have asked you before to get in touch with the Great Refiner as soon as possible. How about it? It has come true today. If you can get in touch with the Great Refiner, where will you be like today?
Once it comes out, it really puts people in a difficult situation."
He sighed, and Zhao Ran sighed even more than he did. If he could hook up with Chu Yangcheng, Zhao Ran was not a fool, so why wouldn't he? The problem is, despite the fact that he was sent to Wujiyuan by Chu Yangcheng,
But Chu Yangcheng didn't seriously remember him at all. There was no way to contact him, so Zhao Ran could only do nothing.
"Jin Jiu is the son of Guyang Jinxian Lieutenant, and Zhang Ze is the nephew of the minister of the Ministry of Punishment of the DPRK. His family background is a hundred times deeper than yours. It is common sense for the Prison Court to ask me to recommend him as one of the two. But from my perspective, the Prison Court
I prefer Zhang Ze...Among all the fire workers in the courtyard, only Zhang Ze can compare with Feng Can..." Song Zhiyuan pursed his lips towards the east room and said: "The director and deacon of the room number just mentioned it to me.
, they have reached a conclusion in the deacon’s room, and it’s not Feng Can who recommends it, but you may not know yet, Feng Can is the nephew of Feng Hong, the chief envoy of the province, the left counselor.”
Hearing this, Zhao Ran already understood what Song Zhiyuan meant. In this year's election, Feng Can and Zhang Ze were the most recognized in the academy. The rest, even if they were elected, would only be on the list, so there was no hope.
Sure enough, Song Zhiyuan immediately began to advise Zhao Ran, saying that the competition for quotas this year was fierce. Instead of fighting desperately for the opportunity to be recommended, and in the end just walking among the candidates, wasting time, it is better to wait patiently for the next one.
. He said that Wujiyuan will have such an opportunity every two to three years. If it doesn’t work this year, then next year, well, actually, next year is not enough, so let’s do it in another two years. Anyway, Zhao Ran is still young.
I am young, and it has only been less than a year since I entered Wujiyuan, so I have plenty of time to wait.
Zhao Ran remembered that he was still full of confidence last night and promised Yu Zhiyuan that he would find a way to become a candidate for squatter recommendation. Unexpectedly, not only could he not be able to beat Zhang Ze, but Jin Jiu's chance of winning was far better than him. Thinking about it, he was really discouraged.
Gotta be tight.
Zhao Ran held back his disappointment and expressed his gratitude to Song Zhiyuan, without directly asking for permission - the other party had already made it very clear. If you continue to beg for nothing and ask the other party to recommend him, that would be to cause trouble for the other party, which is not what you should do as a human being.
of.
However, Song Zhiyuan also comforted Zhao Ran, saying that he would definitely try his best to find a way, and as long as there was an opportunity, he would try his best to recommend Zhao Ran. Another interpretation of this sentence is that if there is no opportunity, please forgive Zhao Ran.
Zhao Ran returned to his room gloomily, covered his head and thought about it for a long time. He stayed there until dinner, then listlessly went to the kitchen to help.
In the evening, word gradually spread that Wujiyuan was going to recommend candidates from among the Huo Gong laymen to receive formal ultimatums. The Huo Gong laymen in each room were all talking in front of each other, counting with their fingers who was the most promising.
hope.
The fireworkers in the second room were no exception. They gathered in the small courtyard and enthusiastically came up with an unofficial ranking list. Naturally, the top one was Zhang Ze, followed closely by Jin Jiu. As for Zhao Ran,
My son didn’t make the list.
The relationship between Zhao Ran and the pyrotechnics in the second room of the restaurant has always been bad. Ever since Gou Er was kicked out after the incident, although everyone no longer stumbling upon Zhao Ran, they have never regarded him as a friend. Zhao Ran through shopkeeper Jin
He took over Wujiyuan's food business, which caused public outrage. Although he later told shopkeeper Jin to give money to whomever should be given money, and did not withhold the extra money of the rotating chefs, the relationship between people is not that
Ease can be eased, everything still needs time.
Zhao Ran's name was not included in the private rankings. Zhao Ran didn't care because the rankings were ineffective. However, everyone's guesses were very consistent with the details Song Zhiyuan handed over today, which made him frown when he thought about it.
Zhao Ran hid in the room and eavesdropped on what people were talking about. Others outside the room didn't seem to want to avoid his thoughts. They talked loudly and occasionally mentioned him with a mocking tone.
Jin Jiu came from the water room to look for Zhang Ze. He happened to encounter people talking loudly in the courtyard. The two of them were surrounded by people and complimented them, and they seemed very satisfied. However, Jin Jiu also knew himself. He told Zhang Ze in public that he was like this
I planned to go see Song Xunzhao for the first time, and made it clear that I would not compete with Zhang Ze, so that Zhang Ze could focus on the next round of school examinations, strive to win over Feng Can in the cell, and win this good fortune for the dormitory.
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Jin Jiu's extremely humble statement immediately won the favor of all the fire masters, and Zhang Ze was also very happy about it. Zhang Ze's intention was first to thank Jin Jiu for his concession, and then he said that if he could accept the ultimatum, he would officially become a Taoist boy.
I will definitely thank Jin Jiu greatly, and at least make every effort to ensure that Jin Jiu can smoothly ascend to the position the next time the Wuji Academy elects a Taoist boy.
In addition to Jin Jiu, the fire workers also drafted candidates for the next election - which of course had nothing to do with Zhao Ran. Zhao Ran in the room was both angry and amused.
In addition to being annoyed, Zhao Ran's fierceness also emerged - don't you think I have no hope? I want to show it to you and let all you grandsons step aside and cool off! Even if I lose in the end, I will never do it.
To admit defeat so happily will cause some trouble for you!