After chatting with Xue Rushi, Jiang Wang understood one thing - the position of examiner of the Southern Xinjiang official examination was originally Shi Mingli's inevitable choice.
Su Guanying and Shi Mingli, a court official and a commander-in-chief of the Nine Soldiers, naturally cooperated closely externally and worked together to govern Xia. However, competition was unavoidable internally. Both of them were at the highest level of the Qi court.
Officials, each has his or her own political authority.
There have always been rumors that the official examination will be held in Southern Xinjiang, but the reason why no more specific details have been leaked is because of the disagreement between the governor of Nanxia and the military governor.
Su Guanying and Shi Mingli both had their own interests. Under the common understanding of promoting the official examination in southern Xinjiang, they also had many differences, which greatly delayed the official examination process.
The governorship of Southern Xia has natural advantages.
Shi Mingli's focus is different. Instead of controlling the entire official examination process, he prefers to control the position of examiner. In the past, the two big figures have often fought secretly.
And Su Guanying conveniently handed over the position of examiner to Jiang Wang today, which can be said to have defeated Shi Mingli's army.
It would be best if Shi Mingli had a conflict with the powerful Marquis Wu An because of this.
If Shi Mingli could bear it this time, she would have nothing to lose. If the military governor loses, but the governor does not, she still wins.
It cannot be said that Su Guanying used Jiang Wang as a spearman.
Being in charge of the official examination in Southern Xinjiang will be of great benefit to Jiang Wang in the Qi officialdom. If he manages it properly, in the short term, he will have a pair of reasonable chopsticks for the huge benefits of Southern Xinjiang, and he can enjoy it at any time.
. Going further, if he will enter the military hall or political hall in the future, the discipleship relationship he has created today can be a strong support.
No matter whether your goal is to be the commander-in-chief or the prime minister, you always need someone to support your political ideals.
But if he had known this earlier, Jiang Wang would never have agreed to Su Guanying's request.
His purpose in coming to Southern Xia was really pure. One was to join the Yanlian clan, and the other was to devote himself to spiritual practice. He had no intention of getting involved in any official competition in southern Xinjiang. If he really wanted to get involved in officialdom, he would have already done so in Linzi. How could he do it?
Why wait until today?
Of course, perhaps in the eyes of some people, compared to the already stable officialdom of Qi, southern Xinjiang is an undeveloped fertile ground. Marquis Wu'an, who shined brilliantly in the Qi-Xia War, chose to do this at this time
Clicking to go to summer is precisely an act with a strong sense of politics.
Even Xue Rushi thought so.
Otherwise, I wouldn’t be so active in applying for certificates of investment.
As soon as Jiang Wang arrived in Nanxia, he got the position of examiner for the official examination. Such a "sure and accurate" move undoubtedly made people believe that he came to Nanxia to take a seat and share the pie.
You say that you are young and well-known all over the world, and you came to Nanxia just for meditation. Who can believe this?
There were some things that couldn't be explained clearly, and Jiang Wang simply didn't explain. He just specially prepared a gift and sent it to the Wintermute Army stationed in Changluo Mansion.
No matter what Shi Mingli thought, his attitude was spot on. If he hadn't been afraid of running out of buffer space, he would have thought of visiting him personally.
I just ask these personal governors and military governors not to drag him into trouble.
The day after Xue Rushi left, Gu Yong also came to visit.
With the cultivation level of Wailou Realm, he chose to surrender after the dust settled on the Minxi battlefield. He surrendered later than Xue Rushi, and his meritorious service was far less than that of Xue Rushi, so he only became a city lord after the war.
Now of course I want to go one step further...
Gu Yong is not the last one.
When he and Chong Xuansheng accepted the surrender in Xia Di, they almost lined up to visit them. The shameful history of being forced to surrender by Jiang Wang with his sword has now become an honorary honor.
I was threatened by Marquis Wu An personally!
In the first month of the lunar month, I had already given up the dark side and surrendered to the Marquis of Wu'an!
And so on, the earlier the louder the sound.
So this is one of the troubles of officialdom. Everyone has their own interests and demands, and those who can make rapid progress in officialdom must balance the interests of all parties.
As the saying goes, "When a person attains enlightenment, chickens and dogs ascend to heaven." On the other hand, if chickens and dogs cannot ascend to heaven with them, how can they help you attain enlightenment?
Among the successive visits, Shi Mingli's general also came once.
However, he didn't say anything else. He only sent a gift, saying it was to celebrate the completion of the Wu'an Hou Mansion in Laoshan.
The meaning is also quite clear. The commander of the Wintermute Army, who is known as "fierce and fierce", fully recognizes Jiang Wang as the examiner of this official examination and has no grudges about it.
Of course, what he was thinking in his heart was unknown to outsiders. On the surface, the matter was revealed lightly. "Your residence is really lively. The threshold has almost been broken through in the past few days." Lian Que smiled.
said.
At the moment he is blacksmithing.
Jiang Wang specially asked someone to separate a courtyard for him in the other garden for refining weapons, including a craftsman's furnace, grinding stones, hammers, etc. Although the quality is not as good as that of Lian's in Nanyao, it is still the same.
Everything is ready. Chu Mo is standing next to him.
While the fire was rising, the surrounding temperature was also very high. The skinny black boy was sweating constantly on his face and body, but he remained motionless.
Jiang Wang used a stick to tap his arms and legs to regulate his posture, and said: "I originally wanted to come to Nanxia to hide in peace, but I didn't expect that it wouldn't be possible."
"How can someone as popular as you be quiet? Wherever you go, there is the center of the whirlpool. Just like this piece of iron."
Lian Que casually threw the red-hot iron block into the bucket with a long tong, making a violent sizzling sound: "It's burning so red, how can it be quiet?"
"When this official examination is over, I will thank you behind closed doors." Jiang Wang said, and then asked: "After so many days of research, have you learned anything?"
"I have said before that the Lian clan of Dayan is gone. The inheritance and honor are all gone." Lian Que was very open-minded: "The water in Chitan is very suitable for quenching. It can be said that it is the most suitable water for quenching."
One, and has different reactions at different temperatures. I have made money by finding this."
Jiang Wang curled his lips: "I was still thinking of seeing you ascend to heaven in one step. Awakening some kind of reincarnation or something, that Xie Ai from the Snow Country would directly become the Winter Emperor."
Lian Que laughed loudly: "I thought so too. It's a pity that I didn't work hard enough in my previous life and didn't make many arrangements."
"Then work harder in this life and make plans for the next life." Jiang Wang knocked on Chu Mo's forehead: "Calm down and don't be distracted."
It's a bit embarrassing to ask an active nine-year-old to stand still quietly while he chatters incessantly next to him, and there is also the clanging sound of iron being struck.
But Chu Mo endured it a bit hard, but he didn't complain about it.
Lian Que added: "But since the Qi-Xia War, I have practiced cultivation much faster. I wonder if it was because of the Great Yan Lian clan. What did you see when you suppressed the disaster?"
Jiang Wang muttered: "I saw the chi-kissed shadow of a dragon's head and a fish's body, weeping to the east, just like in the legend. I felt the responsibility and commitment of the Dayan Lian family on your life tablet.
Your practice speed has become faster, which is probably related to your life card taking part of the responsibility."
Lian Que thought thoughtfully: "Then should I go to Huoshui and give it a try?"
"At least we'll talk about it after God comes."
"God's presence is so easy to come by. Do you think it's all you?" Lian Que took out the cold iron block, threw it on the anvil, and shouted again: "Chu, you can do this?"
Coming?"
"Of course!" Chu Mo didn't understand the concept of divine presence at all, but he responded loudly.
As soon as he opened his mouth, his strength gave out. He could no longer stand and fell to the ground.
Lian Que laughed heartily, as if a furnace was boiling inside his body. He picked up the sledgehammer and smashed it down with a bang!
An iron block becomes a discus. "Forging iron, refining elixirs, and cooking vegetables, you must pay attention to the heat when doing things, and even more so when you are a human being."
"Have you ever walked at night?"
"I mean, on a deserted road, there are no lights, no moon, and no sound. If you look in any direction, it will be dark and dark. What do you think it looks like?"
The woman who spoke was sitting on a bench, her posture was very upright. However, her voice was swaying, and she always failed to hit the mark.
"Like a monster with its huge mouth open, ready to swallow you up at any time." She answered herself.
She flicked her fingers, and a spark fell into the smoke pot.
Her plump black lips hold a white jade cigarette holder, creating a wonderful contrast and unique beauty.
She took a few quick puffs and burned the cigarette.
"Hoo~"
She blew out a long puff of smoke.
He raised a finger and shook it gently.
"No, no, no, you have no power, you are just an ordinary person."
You, who have no ability to resist the darkness, are walking alone at night. A group of strong men shouting and shouting happen to be walking towards you. What do you think? Are you scared? "
The puff of smoke she exhaled dissipated.
Then the swollen, slightly fat face of a man opposite me was revealed.
There was a smile on this face: "No, then why are you walking at night? Why are you going to a deserted place? You can go home early."
The man's hands were spread wide, and they were tied to the erected wooden pillar with a rope soaked in tung oil, unable to move.
The woman took another puff of cigarette and glanced at the man's silk clothes: "Have you ever come to work late? Are you unable to afford a house in a prosperous area and can only live in a sparsely populated outer suburb? You
Have you ever lived in that kind of shack, made of thatch and with only a rickety door that will fall down with just a slight push? Have you ever had these experiences?"
"No..." The man shook his head: "No"
"So you can't understand."
"But this is the minority, right? No decent person works in the middle of the night... I mean, we can enforce a curfew and we are not allowed to go out at night."
"You are a rare talent."
"I sincerely think about the people."
"Okay, what I just said was a little untrue. It was not a deserted path, it was a noisy street. It was not a moonless night, when there was a lot of entertainment. It was not that no one was watching everything, there were many people nearby,
Many people walked by”
At this time you can see the woman's face.
She tied her hair with a jade ring, and her eyebrows were cold and alienated for no reason. She was so beautiful that she had a sense of world-weariness.
She knocked the ashes of her cigarette and said, "But the powerless you is real, and the group of people walking towards you are also real. Everything that happened later, when you were eaten, is also real."
"How, how could it be possible?" The man's expression was very reluctant: "How could it be like this in public? The imperial court will not allow evil spirits to run rampant."
"Of course, of course." The woman nodded, raised the corner of her mouth, and showed a polite smile: "Let's get to know each other formally. My surname is Zhao, and my name is Zhao Zi. The number one in good times is Zi'. Yes, there is only one word.
"
"My name is Chen..."
"Okay Xiao Chen, nice to meet you." The woman named Zhao Zi said, "I have a question to ask you."
The man's Adam's apple rolled, "Please...please ask."
"Do you think the world is fair?"
The man thought carefully before replying: "It's fair. No matter how hard you work, you get what you gain."
The smoking woman thought thoughtfully: "Why did you slap the woman passing by when you were eating in a restaurant yesterday? Then you punched and kicked her?"
"I was just joking with her, but she actually scolded me." The man still felt indignant when he thought about it now: "Sir, tell me, who am I and who is she? Of course, there are things I did wrong.
There is a place where I can apologize to her."
The woman sighed softly: "So, this world is unfair, but people with power don't feel it."
"How could it be? This world is fair. My strength is also a result of my hard work."
"Okay." The woman smiled: "Thank you for helping me clear up my confusion."
"You're welcome. Sir, is there any misunderstanding between us? My father is the prefect of Jiangyong."
The woman didn't finish listening.
He put out his cigarette, stood up from the bench, and walked out gracefully. He only left behind one sentence: "Burn him to death. Burn him for twelve hours."
The man surnamed Chen shouted: "No, no, sir, if you have something to say, the conditions can be negotiated!"
But the woman has left here.
This is a dilapidated temple, covered with cobwebs and dust. The statue's eyes were eroded by some unknown reason, and it looks blankly ahead. Half of its ears are also missing, so it is probably impossible to hear the prayers.
Three people walked in from nowhere, one dressed as a fisherman, one dressed as a trader, and one dressed as a laborer. They circled around the man tied to the wooden stake for a moment, and after carefully calculating the amount, they began to apply a white ointment on the man's body.
.
"What! What are you doing! Why?" The man tied to the stake struggled desperately: "What do you want? Money? I can give, I can give a lot! Kung Fu? Weapons? Women? What do you want?
"
Neither the fisherman nor Lifu said a word.
The man dressed as a businessman said leisurely: "It's time for you to understand the truth of this world."
"What truth? What truth! What did I do that you would treat me like this? Tell me! Tell me!"
"That woman? She is just a mortal woman. We are all extraordinary monks! Do you actually care about mortals? Besides, I didn't kill her, she is still fine! Even if I am guilty, I will not be punished with death. How can I be punished for my crime?
Death? Regardless of Xia Lu, Qi Lu, or San Xing Gong Lu, I will not punish the crime with death. You must obey the law! What are you doing? Don’t rub it on me! Stop it! This is not fair, this is not fair!"
"You got the answer right." The man dressed as a businessman covered his mouth with one hand, turning the rest of his voice into "woo woo woo", and with the other hand, he smeared his face with white ointment, slowly
Said slowly: "Unfairness is the truth of the world."
After wiping it carefully, he took out a square cloth and began to wipe his hands. After wiping all his fingers, he covered the man's face with the white square cloth.
With a slight stroke of his finger, a wisp of flame jumped out, and the ointment on the man's body began to burn.
Then three people filed out.
The man dressed as Lifu who walked at the end even thoughtfully led him to the temple gate.
The miserable howl of the son of the prefect Jiang Yong was left in this ruined temple.
"You won't burn him to death in advance, right?"
"How is that possible? The weight I calculated is just right. It will definitely burn for twelve hours."
"I just looked at you and you seemed to have applied a little more."
"Yeah?"
"Really, I saw it too."
"I didn't apply it alone. Can you all apply it?"
"But the portions we apply are very standard."
"I'm very standard too! If you don't believe it, just keep watch here. If you don't do it for a quarter of an hour, it's all my responsibility!"
"Then let's go, it hurts so much..."
"No, now we are talking about people with rash. Didn't you research this corpse-burning ointment?"
"Do you understand that a gentleman is far away from the chef?"
The voice gradually faded away. "Will a fair world come?" I don't know who is asking.