Farming at the beginning, I rely on business to counterattack and become a princess

Chapter 76
Regarding the grades of officials at all levels in the government, Wen Xiang has already made up for it.

There are no rank positions, and Fucheng has a certain number of disposal powers, and does not necessarily need to pass a formal examination, so it has always been a "place that military strategists must contend for."

But except for a small number of positions that will be used as a nod, that is to say, for recruiting some special and famous talents, the others are all based on human sophistication.

Zandian, this position belongs to this category.Although there is no rank, they still eat the emperor's food. The superiors are led by the chieftain, and the subordinates are in charge of a group of servants. After all, they are also small bosses.

Some wise men who have passed the examination can only start from gradeless.It is said that if a Wensheng who just passed the county examination can still earn "Zandian", it is really smoke from the ancestral grave, and the coffin boards of his parents will not be able to hold it down.

And for the farmers who planed their food in the fields, it was a great happy event that they didn't even dare to think about. No wonder everyone was envious and jealous.

If the eldest brother can really become this "Ziandian", it can be considered that God has lived up to his "big ambition" of serving the people and the public wholeheartedly.

Thinking of this, Wen Xiang suddenly felt that some white-eyed wolves in the village were not so hideous.

After a long day of excitement, the patriarch finally said: "They are all from the village. Needless to say, they will help each other. As long as everyone works hard, there will be rewards. Let's leave."

Then he said to Si Tujun: "I have already prepared some thin wine, my lord, please move to the humble house."

Si Tujun declined as usual, and Fang, together with all the sages from the village, Wen Dao, Wen Zhong, and a group of clerks, went to the patriarch's house to eat noodles.

Wen Zhong, that is, Wen Dao's uncle, since the brothers and sisters of the Wen family planted a bumper harvest, he has successfully become a member of the leadership team of the Wen family village.

Now, the patriarch always invites Wen Zhong every time he meets, he is also one of the people who can talk in the village,

During this period of time, he has participated in many meetings, large and small. Although he has not expressed his attitude or done any major events, he always feels that he is much younger.

After everyone had dispersed, Wen Xiang, the hero behind the scenes, began to clean up the mess silently. While cleaning up, she suddenly heard Yuan Bao barking wildly, and she followed the sound:

I saw a middle-aged Kun Dao standing outside the door, and a girl holding the door, looking into the yard to observe the situation.

Wen Xiang came out quickly and scolded Yuan Bao, when she was wondering, she heard the girl call: "Miss Wen."

Wen Xiang saw that this girl looked familiar, but couldn't remember for a while: "You are——"

"Miss Wen, servant girl Pomegranate, I accompanied my young lady to you to admire the flowers before."

"Oh—" Wen Xiang thought of the polite young lady: "But Miss Zhang Wan'er?"

"Exactly." Pomegranate immediately smiled.

Originally, Wen Xiang had a good impression of Zhang Wan'er, and even went to the county town to send flowers to her, but unexpectedly she was rejected.

Although I don't know if this is what she meant, or if it was her servant who made it up on her own, in short, she is upset and her friendship has faded. Why did she send a girl to the door this time?
Seeing that the other party didn't speak, Shi Liu just smiled faintly, inexplicably there was a kind of aura like a lady, her heart was a little drummed, and her smile became even stiffer.

Just remembering the lady's entrustment, she hurriedly stated her intention: "Miss Wen, the camellia and dragon boat flower you sent earlier, my lady likes them very much, but it's a pity that I can't meet them."

"Miss always wanted to come to thank you in person, but I didn't have the chance. Now, Miss is practicing in Changqing Temple, so I can't come. Therefore, I have to send pomegranate to thank you."

In just a few words, Shiliu explained Wen Xiang's rejection of Wen Xiang's last time. The meaning behind the words was: Zhang Wan'er did not do the matter of you being rejected.

Whether Zhang Wan'er did it or not is actually not that important, anyway, it's the intention of their adults.

Wen Xiang understood this kind of thing, and didn't mind that much in his heart, so a smile appeared on his face: "There's no need to thank you, but it's just a casual gesture."

"I still want to thank Miss Wenxiang." Shiliu unloaded the burden on her arm, handed it to Wenxiang with both hands, and said respectfully: "This is a thank you gift from Miss."

It seems that Miss Zhang Wan'er has a follow-up.

Wen Xiang understood in her heart, but she didn't know what Zhang Wan'er wanted to do, so she didn't accept the burden, she just turned around and asked Pomegranate to come in and sit down.

After only two steps, Wen Xiang heard Pomegranate calling the Taoist nun outside the door to come in together and couldn't help wondering: Kun Dao and girl, this combination is really strange.

In the main room, Wen Xiang invited the two guests to sit down, took the kettle warmed by the stove, and poured two bowls of boiled water: "I'm sorry, there is no tea at home, so I have to make things up for you two."

"Miss Wen, you're being polite. This is the Taoist Master Jing of Changqing Temple." Shiliu hurriedly introduced the person.

"The poor are polite." Kun Dao got up and saluted.

"The Taoist priest is safe and healthy." Wen Xiang bowed in return, wondering: Why do I have such a predestined relationship with the Taoist priest?

"The poor man came here uninvited, disturbing the layman."

I don't know what the origin of this Kun Dao is, so Wen Xiang laughed and said, "Where, it's rare for a Taoist priest to come to such a poor and remote place, and the humble house is full of luxuriant plants."

Hearing Wen Xiang's reply, Taoist Master Jing's heart moved. She had carefully looked at the yard in the yard just now. Although it is a rural place, there are white flowers, yellow dogs, chickens and ducks, and vegetable fields interspersed with each other. It is very well organized .

Listening to this conversation again, he doesn't look like a person from a remote country at all, and when he looks closely at Wen Xiang's eyebrows and eyes, there is no sign of shrinking, and he behaves very gracefully in the world.

Sure enough, as Ming Wan said, she is very human.

Thinking of this, she took the initiative to express her intention of coming: "Pindao has something to ask the layman."

"Master, please speak."

"The Yellow Luzhai is coming, and the lord sent the poor Taoist to search for all kinds of flowers to worship Haotian. Hearing the words of Ming Wan Taoist, I heard that lay people are good at finding flowers, so I came to ask for advice."

What is the upper seat?What kind of ghost is Taoist Ming Wan? Could it be Zhang Wan'er, who is beeping and beeping for nothing, Wen Xiang sighed: "Actually, I don't know much about flowers, but I just happened to pick flowers in the mountains."

"I came here on this trip to ask Lay Wen to lead the way to find it."

Wen Xiang complained endlessly in her heart: Hehe, it is impossible for me to lead the way, even if I want to lead the way, there is no way to take you to that mysterious valley.

"Excuse me, Daoist, but I don't know where there are flowers on the mountain. I came across them on the way to collect firewood and transplanted them. If you let me lead the way, I really don't know where to take you? "

Hearing Wen Xiang's tactful refusal, Taoist Master Jing was a little stunned for a moment: Could it be that she really doesn't know the origin of the flowers?
At this time, Shiliu accidentally made up the knife: "Miss Wen, last time our miss asked you to find flowers, and you found them in just a few days!"

Wen Xiangqiang said with a smile, "Isn't it, I just met."

Taoist Master Jing lowered his eyebrows, thought for a moment and said: "In this case, please trouble the layman to go to the mountains and forests a few more times. If you encounter special flowers, please ask the layman to help transplant them back."

After speaking, he took out an envelope from his sleeve and pushed it to Wen Xiang.

Wen Xiang was stunned: "Master Dao, what is this?"

"A small heart is not a respect, please accept it."

Wen Xiang immediately spoke uprightly, waved his hand and refused to say: Oh, I am not the kind of person who can be bought with money.

(End of this chapter)