The Ming Dynasty's Spokesperson

Hearing Lin Tailai's words, Bai Huakui couldn't help but widen his eyes and subconsciously said:

"What the senior officials said is more like the words of those old men in their fifties and sixties who have become powerless. Could it be that you are the same?"

Lin Daguan said seriously: "What does it mean to be weak-minded? Besides, am I such a superficial person?

Most others covet your beauty, but I am the only one who values ​​your talent! "

Bai Huakui looked at the pile of letters on the desk, curled his lips and said, "If you don't let me help you write these replies, I will believe you."

As a person who has traveled through time in the digital age, Lin Daguan has become accustomed to the keyboard and is too lazy to pick up a pen to write, let alone use a brush to write.

However, it is an objective fact that with the rapid improvement of status, the continuous expansion of career territory, and the gradual expansion of social circles, the paperwork has become more and more arduous.

It’s not just writing and replying to letters, there are many other things that require writing.

Generally, wealthy families have teachers or retainers who are responsible for clerical work part-time, and officials even have masters who are specifically responsible for clerical work.

Lin Daguan's rise was too fast and his background was insufficient. The people around him who were literate and could barely do clerical work were all sent to various important positions.

Moreover, Lin Daguan's social circle is complex, ranging from chief assistants to community leaders. He also has a large number of gray industries and too many confidential matters.

So if you randomly find someone to serve as a clerk, Lin Daguan will definitely not feel at ease.

This problem has been bothering Lin Daguan for several months since the end of last year.

Until today, when he saw Bai Huakui, who claimed to be knowledgeable in literature, he suddenly felt that this was a person who could solve his problems!

Given the level of development of women's rights in this era, as long as he keeps Bai Huakui by his side, sleeps with her, gives her a status, and has a better attitude in the future, she will have no possibility or opportunity to betray him!

So Lin Daguanren repeated it again: "I really think about your long-term interests.

The ancients said that if a husband treats others with sex, his sex will fade and his love will fade away. Don’t you understand this truth?

Be an important female clerk by my side, and I will never be able to leave you, and you won’t have to worry about the future. "

Hearing this prospect, Bai Huakui was moved and said softly: "Thank you for your consideration, sir. I can give it a try."

For people of Bai Huakui's background, a sense of belonging and security are the rarest things.

Official Lin pointed to the pile of letters on the desk and said, "Let's start now! You can learn the format from these letters and practice writing when replying!"

He had been waiting for a ghostwriter for too long and couldn't wait to see what Bai Huakui was like.

Bai Huakui touched the first letter and said with emotion: "The slave family never expected that you can do things without relying on your beauty."

After opening the letter again, he first looked at the signature "Yao Quan" and asked, "Who is this?"

Official Lin simply answered with two words: "First Assistant."

Bai Hua Kui's hand suddenly trembled a few times. Now she was sure that there would be no Bai Hua Kui in the world, only Bai Yan.

Because once you read this kind of letter, you will never be able to get away from Lin Daguan.

"This letter asks, how is the weather in Suzhou this spring? How should I reply?" Bai Yan asked for instructions after reading it.

Lin Daguan replied: "Just say that God is doing beautiful things, the wind is gentle and the sun is beautiful."

Bai Yan read another letter, "A person signed by Jianfeng asked, is the poetry better this year, spring or autumn?"

Lin Daguan said casually: "This Jianfeng is Da Sima, the King of the Ministry of Revenue. If you reply to the letter, just say good autumn!"

He was probably asking when Wang Shiwu would be sent to Jiangnan to get married. Official Lin planned to arrange the trip in the second half of the year.

Bai Yan continued to look through the letters. After seeing one of them, she frowned and asked, "This letter is from Jiujiang. It says that demon people are revolting at the junction of three nearby provinces. The rest of the letter is dedicated to you."

Official Lin snorted coldly, "Then just say hello!"

Bai Yan said distressedly: "But the Nu family is not good at greeting people like this."

"Then don't worry about this letter. Let me send my greetings myself!" Lin Daguan said helplessly.

In this way, under the guidance of Lin Daguan, Bai Yan tried to write a few replies. Then Lin Daguan inspected it and found that it was basically usable, so he was completely relieved.

He yawned and said, "That's it for today. Take your time with the rest. It's getting late now. Eat, drink and rest."

After getting up the next day, Lin Daguan sighed in his heart, is this the legendary life of "being a secretary when you have nothing to do, and being a secretary when you have something to do"?

A certain amount of courtesy should be given to a humble servant like Bai Huakui and his future personal secretary.

So Official Lin held a banquet at his residence and had a ceremony to bring Bai Huakui in.

There was no shortage of guests, Zhang Fengyi and other celebrities from Suzhou were all there. These people all knew Bai Huakui, and Lu Junbi also asked Lu Junbi to invite some Yangzhou scholars.

It gave Bai Oiran a good scene and at the same time gave Zhang Fengyi and other Suzhou celebrities an opportunity to socialize with Yangzhou scholars, killing two birds with one stone.

After the banquet was over, the drunken official Lin was about to go back to his room to work as a secretary when he saw Commander Wan from the Yangzhou Guard arriving uninvited.

"Why didn't you invite me today?" Commander Wan complained.

Official Lin replied: "I haven't done what I promised yet, so I don't have the face to see you!"

During the mutiny last year, in order to win over Commander Wan, Lin Daguan promised to replace all the salt used by the Salt Transportation Department with Yangzhou Guards officers and soldiers, but it has still not been done.

Commander Wan actually came over to ask about this, so he said, "I've heard for a long time that Lin Daguan has always promised a thousand pieces of gold, and he is known as Ji Buye today!"

Lin Daguanren replied: "Actually, I am already interested in this matter, but there are still several difficulties that need to be overcome one by one. The results cannot be achieved quickly."

Commander Wan asked persistently: "What are the difficulties? You might as well tell them, maybe we can think of a solution together."

Lin Daguan sighed and said: "The first point is that any system change needs a reason, and now there is a lack of suitable reasons.

We need to find a way to create a reason, and then we can propose to replace Yanding with officers and soldiers from the guard station.

The second point is that the replacement of Yanding with officers and soldiers requires the approval of the Ministry of Revenue and the Ministry of War.

Now there is no problem in the Ministry of Household Affairs, but the Chief Sima of the Ministry of War has just resigned. No one in the Ministry of War can make the decision and can only wait. There is a third point”

Speaking of this, Lin Daguan suddenly stopped and seemed to be very troubled.

Commander Wan urged: "Any more questions? Tell them all!"

Official Lin suddenly smiled strangely and continued: "The third point is that the opinion of the Salt Patrol Censor must be sought on this matter, but the Salt Patrol Censor is a member of the Metropolitan Procuratorate and does not belong to the Ministry of Household Affairs.

So if I want to successfully replace the Salt Guard officers and soldiers, I need you to help me deal with the Salt Patrol Censor. "

Commander Wan: "."

This third point is the most critical, right? Why do you feel like you're on a pirate ship?

It’s not that I don’t want to write, but I suddenly fell into a trap and continued to hold it in. . . If you have a monthly ticket, vote for it. It’s really in short supply.