A piece of paper

Xian Jin held his breath deeply.

Hope is really smart.

It's very smart.

There is a kind of cleverness that is easy to do but hides the depression.

You need to cross thousands of layers of waves, dig out the hidden edges and corners from his indifferent face, and pull out the secret edge from his unwavering words.

Xian Jin's heart was full of confusion, just when he raised his head, he bumped into Chen Zuoniang's bewildered and ignorant eyes.

Xian Jin lowered his head and explained in a low voice, "The spring is usually in March, and the imperial examination is at the end of May, and now at the beginning of July, there is a land transportation from Beizhili to Jingxian River. If you ride a horse for business, you will get a new horse at a post station. , It usually takes about [-] days, if it is not urgent, the postman travels slowly, and it is common for a month or two."

This was beyond Chen Zuoniang's understanding, and her eyes were still confused.

Xian Jin pursed his lips and said directly, "That is to say, as soon as the imperial examination was over, the Imperial College sent out the letterhead after receiving the questions."

Chen Zuoniang still didn't understand.

Xian Jin was a little helpless.

Well, a virtuous and virtuous girl always has to sacrifice some brains to be obedient and virtuous.

Xian Jin explained one more point, "This proves that although our family Erlang Shouxiao is at home, the doctor and Jijiu of the Imperial College have not forgotten him at all, and even thought of him immediately after the Chunwei exams."

Xian Jin carried out heuristic teaching with encouraging eyes, "—what does this mean?"

Chen Zuoniang suddenly realized, "It means that Erlang is very popular with the teachers!"

Xian Jin nodded, "That's why Cui Xiancheng said, 'The Imperial College has high hopes for Erlang'."

It's like doing reading comprehension with a scumbag.

Xian Jin wanted to smash the standard answer rua into pieces and stuff it into Chen Zuoniang's mouth—except for the dog on Tuesday, this was the worst class she had ever led!
Lianer understands it all!
Chen Zuoniang nodded thoughtfully, followed Xian Jin's example, and asked in a low voice, "Then what does that sentence mean?"

Oh, it means that the sentence about the number of civil servants will be gradually completed.

This test point is also a bit unclear.
"Erlang, what does this mean?"

A dry laugh came from the box next door, but there was obvious interest and desire to continue the topic, "The civil servant supplement is also made up by Jinshi who was admitted to the imperial examination this year, or by Shuji who is waiting to be released from Beijing. It would be a blessing for the entire county to have a county magistrate who has both ability and political integrity, and who is diligent and considerate."

Chen Jianfang coughed lightly, and his tone was quite hateful, "Currently, only 130 or eight people in Chunwei have been admitted to the imperial examinations, but the Ministry of Officials has cleared out 360 vacancies. It is not only the small Beijing office that is in charge of the six ministries, but also the prefects and judges in various places. This kind of real job - just relying on those 130 people to fill in the blanks, how can they be filled?"

Cui Heng leaned forward visible to the naked eye, waiting for Chen Jianfang to speak.

Chen Jianfang paused deliberately, got up and poured a cup of tea for Cui Heng.

The tea is twisted into a thick and round column.

Cui Heng waited for a long time, but before Chen Jianfang could speak again, he frowned and said, "Prisoner can fill the vacancy."

There are two ways for Da Wei to get a son. One is to enter the Imperial College and continue to take the national examination as a supervisor, that is, to obtain the honor of a Jinshi. Candidates for the list (juren who have good results in the general examination but are not officially admitted due to the quota limit) will have the opportunity to fill the teaching position. You are the censor.

Cui Heng is the official who entered through the second route, and he has a higher starting point than Hai Rui.

Hai Rui is equivalent to the head of the county education committee, and he is equivalent to the deputy county magistrate.

But whether it is the Jiaoyu or the county magistrate, they are all eight or nine grades. To put it mildly, they are official officials, but they are not actually called officials, they can only be called officials.

Hmm. Recruiting a supervisor to become an official is a bit like a junior college student in the modern workplace. Maybe the ability is not bad, but whether it is a job title or promotion, there is a bit of discrimination in the workplace.

Don't you see, An Lingrong, who played the 101 draft development system in the palace in later generations, was bullied collectively because his father was only a county magistrate in Songyang County, and his personality became distorted and blackened
Xian Jin gave him a thumbs up for his extensive knowledge of the past and the present, and his familiarity with cultural works.

Therefore, from the county magistrate to the county magistrate, although it is only a deputy to a full-time position, it breaks through the gap between officials and officials-the county magistrate may be a county magistrate for a lifetime, but the county magistrate does a good job, and the magistrate can be transferred after three years of evaluation. After another three years of evaluation, you can climb to the chief minister step by step, and then climb to the capital to enter the sixth department
But that gap is hard to cross!

Cui Heng only felt that his back was sweating.

If Chen Jianfang hadn't told him about these secret official affairs, he would have nowhere to know.

That's why, he would choose the daughter of the offshoot of the Chen family to be his main wife—although Chen Zuoniang came from a side branch of a merchant, the Chen family actually produced an official from the prefect of Chengdu, and there was no one in his family except him. As an official in the court, there are many inside information, conventions, and nepotism. His eyes are darkened, and he doesn't know anything.

If a person is an official in the court, no matter how big or small the official position is, he is always a big tree, which can save a lot of troubles.

Cui Heng sighed regretfully in his heart.

It is a pity that Chen Zhifu died early.

If he hadn't died early, when Chen Jianfang was admitted to the imperial examination, both father and son would be officials in the court, and the Chen family's assistance to him would be unimaginable.

How could he die so early!

Leave this mess behind!

Cui Heng frowned, raised his eyes to see Chen Jianfang's calm expression and mouth that no longer took the initiative to speak, and pulled out a deliberate smile, "So what if you don't like it? Prosperity, and because of the prevalence of Xuan paper and emblem brushes, the money economy has never been weak. In addition, it is located in Nanzhili, adjacent to the land of fish and rice in the south of the Yangtze River. "

Let out a few awkward smirks, "I, the county magistrate, can finally hand over the burden of managing the affairs of the whole county!"

There was a bit of regret and sigh in his tone.

Academic qualifications are really a stepping stone.

Even the first degree.

Juren's background, in front of the two Jinshi, he is naturally a head short.

Even if Cui Heng wanted to fight, he might not have the courage.

Chen Jianfang let out an "ah" and quite disapproved, "Brother Cui, how dare you belittle yourself! Heroes don't ask where they come from! You are in charge of Jing County's annual appraisal, and you have always been devastated, dedicated, and died. Let me tell you about it. I just want you to make further progress, but you and I become dejected!"

Cui Heng's eyes moved, and he was about to speak.

Chen Jianfang said again, "I asked Master Qiao about this matter."

Cui Heng held the cup in his hand, his eyes suddenly lit up - if Chen Jianfang persuaded Qiao Fangzhi to endorse him, then he had a great chance of adjusting!

Chen Jianfang lowered his head, avoiding Cui Heng's gaze, "Qiao Shidao, the matter of filling vacancies in the court has always been controlled by the official department, but the promotion and demotion of the supervisors are reported by the local chief official. When the official department draws up the list , The opinion of the chief official is very large - this list is drafted by the prefect, presented to the governor or chief envoy, and then submitted to the Ministry of officials."

Chen Jianfang smiled, "How can the governor, the chief envoy, and other second-rank officials carefully care about the personnel transfers of the four to five hundred counties and towns under their jurisdiction? Naturally, the prefect agrees, so that's fine."

Xian Jin pouted.

Isn't this the principle of territorial management?

Cui Heng smiled wryly, "I really have no connections in Xuancheng Mansion."

Chen Jianfang still looked calm, "Climb the window if you have no access, and climb the wall if you don't have a window. Where there is a will, there is a way. Brother Cui, you also know that the court and China are peaceful now. Such opportunities are very rare."

Peace between the DPRK and China means that personnel changes follow routine.

Following the rules, it is very unfavorable to Juren who has a natural disadvantage in academic qualifications.

Cui Heng bowed his head in a dilemma.

Chen Jianfang smiled again, "I heard that the magistrate Xiong of Xuancheng Mansion is quite obsessed with rice paper, and he has set up a small room in his house to store precious paper."

Cui Heng raised his head slowly, and looked at Chen Jianfang with unclear eyes.

Chen Jianfang smiled shallowly, "We still have ten out-of-print Liuzhangxuans made by old master Li in our library. Brother Cui, if you need them, I'll send someone to send them to you tomorrow."

Cui Heng flashed Chen Zuoniang's blurred face.

It's because of Chen Zuoniang! ?

Would Chen Jianfang be considerate of him?
Cui Heng was about to open his mouth, but he heard Chen Jianfang say again, "The prefect Xiong has no relatives, only a niece whose parents died to raise her by her side. Mother, there are some difficulties in marriage."

Xian Jin clung tightly to the door frame.

Chen Zuoniang's hand curled up into a fist unconsciously.

I heard Chen Jianfang's voice coming from the private room again, "I heard that this little bear girl likes landscape paintings very much, and she even collected a lot of quilted cooked Xuan. , the color is warm and bright, and has always been very popular with little girls."

Cui Heng looked at Chen Jianfang inexplicably.

After a long time, he said in an obscure voice, "Then Trouble Erlang will send Liuzhangxuan tomorrow, and he will also send Wudao Mica Sajinxuan along the way."

Chen Zuoniang loosened her fist, revealing her pale fingertips.

Xian Jin looked at her softly but with pity.

Zuo Niang understood this reading comprehension.