high official

Chapter 49
　Although he was very interested in the appearance of Laoshizi'Little Qinhuai', a young lady who came out of the court, in front of Sister Lin, Wang Xian still had to pretend to be a gentleman and said: "It's such a bad world nowadays, and the brothel actually sends invitations to people." Home is here."

"It's nothing." Lin Qing'er said indifferently: "It turns out that my brother and a group of classmates often have banquets in brothels, which is considered an elegant thing."

"Uh..." Wang Xian glanced at her, wondering if Sister Lin really meant what she said, or was she lying to herself?Simply changing the subject, picked up an invitation card with a plain cover and said, "Speaking of which, there is also an invitation card from a scholar."

Lin Qing'er took a look and frowned, "This Li Yu is not a good person..." As she spoke, a flash of anger flashed across Yumian.

"What's wrong?" Wang Xian asked.

"It's nothing, he's a son of an official, and he's quite talented, but it's a pity that his morals are corrupt." Lin Qing'er said angrily: "When my brother was imprisoned, he used my brother's revenge as an excuse to cheat my family of a lot of money. Accept me as a concubine, fortunately my mother firmly refused..."

Although Lin Qing'er spoke to others, Wang Xian's face was hot. This Li Yu's virtue was really comparable to his own.

"That's strange," Wang Xian coughed dryly, brought the topic back and said, "Even if I become a pawn, I won't be able to fall into the eyes of officials' children and scholars."

"Yes," Lin Qing'er nodded sincerely: "And they are holding a poetry meeting, how can you write poetry?"

"Ahem..." Wang Xian was embarrassed for a while, and said to himself that I also wrote a poem, and it is still hanging in the county magistrate's study.I almost understood in my heart, why those scholars invited me, most likely because they were curious and wanted to meet him, a little official who can write poems.

It's a pity that Wang Xian, a copyist of poems, dare not participate in any poetry meeting. If someone wants to divide rhymes into poems, or sing poems in harmony, wouldn't he show his true colors?So he threw away the invitation and forgot about it.

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Wang Xian has developed the habit of getting up early, and before dawn the next day, he will get up to wash his face and get dressed.Today, however, he no longer wears a white shirt. What is placed in front of him is a black gauze scarf with wings and a neatly folded blue shirt... In fact, it is obviously a blue shirt, but he still does not know it. Cannot distinguish between cyan and blue.

Put on the white socks and black boots, put on a blue collared shirt outside the white gauze middle sheet, tie a black silk sash around the waist, and finally put on the official scarf securely.Wang Xian shook his head lightly, and the pair of black gauze wings swayed slightly behind his ears, feeling really good.

At some point, my old lady appeared behind him, looked and looked, but couldn't get enough of it.In my old lady's mind, this green shirt and black gauze is the most beautiful dress in the world, because her old man has been wearing it for more than ten years...

However, the old lady always felt that something was missing, and after thinking for a while, she suddenly slapped her forehead, hurried back to the main room, and rummaged through the boxes.After returning, he tied a jade pendant with a red letter on the silk belt around his waist.

The old lady took a few steps back, looked up and down, clapped her hands and said with a smile: "This is the right taste!"

"Mother, wearing this is too eye-catching." Gentleman Peiyu, this is the privilege of scholars, and of course rich people are also arty.

"My son is Lingshi now, why can't he wear jade?" The old lady clapped her hands and said, "This is an engagement between your father and me. If you bump into it and lose it, you can come and see him."

"Then I'd better pay you back." Wang Xianxin said, feeling like I have a bomb pinned to my waist.

"Wear it!" the old lady said without any negotiating, and then kicked him out of the door.

Under the bright sky, Wang Xian came to the gate of the yamen.When Zaoli, the gatekeeper, saw him, he no longer called him 'Erlang', but changed his name to 'Lingshi', with a more respectful demeanor.After entering the yamen, Wang Xian went back to the household room habitually. Several book offices who had come earlier were chatting. Seeing him appearing at the door, he quickly got up and greeted him respectfully.

A few days ago, he was serving tea and water to these guys, but now he is their boss. Wang Xian was not used to it, so he said with a dry smile: "Don't be formal, we still call each other brothers."

"Courtesy cannot be discarded." How could everyone take it seriously, and hurriedly refused: "By the way, why didn't Ling Shi go to the office and why did he come to the room?"

"Oh, I almost forgot about this." Wang Xian just remembered that he is now an official and has to participate in the grand master's promotion.He bowed his hands to everyone and rushed to the second hall, fortunately it was not too late, otherwise he would be punished for being late.

I saw a lot of people in the second hall, and there were eight or nine officials of various colors in the county sitting there, all in green robes.The twenty or thirty people standing there are house officials and pawns, all in blue shirts, but they are clearly distinct.

Wang Xian's first feeling was, whoever said that the ancient institutions were streamlined, you can come here to have a look.In Fuyang County with a population of less than 10, there are 40 cadres above the department level, and ten times as many financial support staff who are not part of the staff.

But when he thought that he was now a cadre at the sub-section level, and he was paid an official salary, and he was no longer just a temporary worker, he felt very happy again.

People, at which level do you worry about what level of heart, if you let Wang Xian, a small deputy section chief, care about some major national affairs, isn't that just eating carrots and worrying less?
At present, he just wants to live a good life, live a decent life, and show those who look down on him, what's wrong with that?

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After leaving the hall, Wang Ziyao called Wang Xian to stop, and said with a smile: "Nephew, I still have to do some routine work. Come with me to the official's room."

"Of order." Wang Xiangong responded, and followed Wang Ziyao to the official's room, filled out the three generations' papers, and responded to the documents, all of which were to be sent to the official's department for record.From now on, he has his own personnel file in the Ministry of Officials, officially becoming...the lowest member of the official class.

It was Liu Yuan who helped him fill in the confession form, the old secretary Wang Xian met the first day he came to the yamen, his face was full of envy and he said: "My brother is very lucky. He went to the front of my brother in less than a month."

"I'd rather not have such good luck, and I don't want Li Sihu to be humiliated like that." Wang Xian smiled wryly.

"Heaven will send you a great mission, so people must first work hard and work hard." Liu Yuanxin said that if he could become a magistrate, I would be willing to be humiliated a hundred times: "Besides, Li Sheng's life is not easy now. , pretending to be sick at home all day long, and haven’t gone to Jiangyi to report..."

"Are you done?" Wang Ziyao urged, impatiently waiting in the room.

"It's over, it's over." Liu Yuan gritted his teeth and said, "Go in quickly."

Wang Xian nodded and entered the room. Wang Ziyao greeted him with a smile to sit down, made tea with his own hands and said, "Nephew, is this green shirt more comfortable than the white one?"

"I haven't felt it yet." Wang Xian replied.

"I felt it soon." Wang Ziyao said with a smile: "Especially the pawns of the household, it is really beneficial in every way, just wait for you to realize it yourself." He poured a cup for Wang Xian and said: "Actually, you will be able to use it earlier. Putting on this green shirt, it is the old man who has delayed you for a few days."

"I heard from my father that my uncle has been working hard, so how can my nephew not know what is good?"

"Hehe, no matter how you say it, the old man has to make you up." Wang Ziyao smiled and said, "Since you are Ling Shi, it would be a bit out of place to live in the official house. On the west side of the yamen, a row of straight cottages was built for our group of officials. Although it is not big, it is better than being mixed with a bunch of book offices." He said with a smile: "The old man came from Er Yin There, I got a set for you."

"It's inappropriate." Wang Xian knew that the pawns all lived in official houses, but most of them felt that the conditions were poor, so they rented houses outside.Now that I am a newcomer, if I live in Si Li Zhi Lu, wouldn't I make those pundits jealous?

"Don't worry about that, because your father used to live in that suite." Wang Ziyao smiled and said, "No one will say anything if you live in it."

With Wang Ziyao's non-negotiable attitude, Wang Xian didn't even have the possibility of refusing, so he took the key and went back to the room.

In the household, Xun Dian, who took over the grain department, went to the countryside to inspect. This year's autumn grain harvest was quite unsatisfactory. Except for Shangxin Township and Sanshan Town, the progress of the other five grain areas was slow.

Zhang Sihu was also worried, he was still acting as the sihu, if he messed up this first-class job, the old man might change someone in a fit of anger.So seeing Wang Xian coming in, Zhang Sihu just squeezed out a smile and said, "Is everything done?"

"It's done." Wang Xian nodded.

"Originally, the officials of all parties were arranged according to the class. Although this is rigid, the superiors are all mature and familiar." Zhang Hua said without talking: "But before you became the history of the Dian, you worked as an errand for half a month. , I guess I still don’t know about my duties.”

"Almost nothing." Wang Xian said honestly.

"To put it simply, all matters related to finances, money and food, household registration and cultivated land in this county are handled by the household house. In addition, the house is also responsible for handling litigation matters related to land, houses, money and debts, etc." Zhang Hua sighed. He said: "I should have taught you well, but right now the collection of autumn grain is heavy, and I have to go to the countryside to collect collection tomorrow, so I can only talk about it later."

"That house?" Wang Xian asked.

"You come to sit in the town." Zhang Hua looked at him and said, "You can suppress the less urgent matters first, and send them to the countryside if they are urgent. In short, the key is not to make mistakes."

Naturally, Wang Xian agreed, and when he came out of Zhang Hua's room, he saw Wu Wei looking at the door.Seeing him coming out, Wu Wei smiled and said, "Ling Shi this way."

Wang Xian smiled at him and said, "I'm really sorry that I asked you to come here without saying hello."

"It made Shi look up to me, and it's too late for the subordinates to be happy." Wu Wei adjusted his mentality quickly, and led Wang Xian into the uppermost room.

As soon as he entered, Wang Xian saw nine white-clothed scriveners standing there and bowed to him together: "Greetings to Ling Shi!"

This is his public house, and this is his subordinates...

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(End of this chapter)