The Sage of Confucianism and Taoism

Chapter 1470 The role of reading (6)

The night in the forest is quiet except for the sound of burning firewood.

The whole army has gone to bed.

Zhang Jingan's eyelashes twitched and he opened his eyes.

"Are you awake? Go and talk outside." After finishing speaking, Fang Yun stood up and walked out of the tent.

Zhang Jing'an frowned, stood up and walked out.

Fang Yun sat in front of a bonfire, and Zhang Jing'an sat opposite.

On both sides of the blazing campfire, the father and son looked at each other through the firewood and firelight.

"I heard what you said before you fainted." Fang Yun said.

Zhang Jing'an's face became very ugly, and he gritted his teeth and said: "So what? I have long suspected that you must have deliberately harmed me, deliberately led me into the military camp, deliberately made me suffer, deliberately forced me to leave, and then forced me into School!”

Fang Yun didn't seem to hear it, and said to himself: "You chose to be a general, and you failed, and I have become a captain in just ten days. However, since you said you don't want to be a general or a soldier, I No objection. So, besides being a general, what else do you want to do? I must make arrangements for you before going to the Zhujiang Army Camp."

Zhang Jing'an laughed and said: "I want you to give me a large sum of gold and eat it until you die!"

Fang Yun smiled slightly and looked at Zhang Jing'an like a predatory beast.

"You know very well that the Zhang family does not raise trash!"

Zhang Jing'an snorted coldly and was speechless. It is not that the Zhang family has never produced dandies, but they were either crippled by the Zhujiang Hou Shengsheng of that generation, or expelled from the Zhang family. The worst case was that they were directly taken to the battlefield to fight with monsters and barbarians and finally were killed.

"Since I can't be a general, then I will become a civil servant!" Zhang Jing'an said seriously.

"Have a rest tonight and return to the city tomorrow." Fang Yun said.

Zhang Jing'an sneered: "You won't make me suffer and force me to give up like this time, right?"

"You underestimate me." After saying this, Fang Yun stood up, walked a few steps and said, "If you can't become a civil servant, I will choose a profession for you in the future!"

Zhang Jing'an looked at Fang Yun's back. Compared with many days ago, his eyes were less childish and more solid.

The next day, Fang Yun led Zhang Jing'an back to Jingzhou City, stayed at the Zhujiang Marquis Mansion for a while, and then went directly to the Jingzhou Mansion.

It was very quiet at the entrance of the government office in the early morning, and all the government servants at the door stood lazily.

Fang Yun got off the carriage and said directly to the guard: "Go in and report that Zhang Longxiang, Marquis of Zhujiang, has paid a visit to Magistrate Qiao. If Magistrate Qiao doesn't show up, I will destroy the gate of Jingzhou Mansion Office!"

"Please wait a moment, Lord Marquis." The guard left helplessly.

Not long after, the guard came out and said: "Your Excellency, the magistrate, please go into the side room and wait a moment. Your Excellency has important matters at hand to deal with. I will see you in a quarter of an hour."

Fang Yun smiled, knowing that Magistrate Qiao was deliberately trying to keep him in the dark, but they would eventually meet. This was a compromise. Even if it was rumored that he would meet the reverse species, there would still be excuses.

"Let's go." Fang Yun glanced at Zhang Jing'an, entered the side room of the government office, drank tea, closed his eyes and rested.

Zhang Jing'an couldn't sit still and looked around.

Exactly two quarters of an hour later, a voice sounded outside the door.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry! I'm busy with government affairs and I really can't get away from it. Don't blame the Marquis of Zhujiang. Don't blame me." A Hanlin with a Chinese character walked in with a smile.

Fang Yun didn't even get up, he sat lazily on the chair and said: "Brother Qiao, you and I were literary friends back then. This time I was released from prison, and you didn't even enter the door of my house. It seems you forgot The feelings of those days.”

Magistrate Qiao's face remained unchanged and he smiled and said: "Long Xiang, you are a sensible person, and I am also a sensible person. There are some things I don't need to say, and everyone in the world knows them. It's not that I don't want to enter the gate of Zhujiang Marquis Mansion, it's just that I can't."

Fang Yun said: "I won't talk nonsense with you. I am here to ask you for a small favor. My useless son wants to be a high official. You can arrange a position for him."

Magistrate Qiao did not answer immediately, as if he was listening to something. Then he looked at Zhang Jing'an, nodded and smiled and said: "Your Majesty, with his plump eyes and bright eyes, he must be very smart. It's a pity that high-level 'officials' can only be held by children." , If I remember correctly, your son is still just a white man?"

A flash of embarrassment flashed across Zhang Jing'an's face, and he looked at Fang Yun displeased.

"There is no way. You also know that I have been imprisoned for ten years and will be sent to the Pearl River Army Station soon. Before I leave, I want to pave a way for Quanzi according to his ambition. He does not want to participate in the imperial examination and wants to be an official. , I begged you to come here." Fang Yun said.

Magistrate Qiao smiled slightly and said: "You can still be an official without a literary degree, and you can reach a high position, which is enough to scare all officials."

"Really?" Zhang Jing'an asked curiously.

Magistrate Qiao nodded slightly and said, "Yes."

"Can I be the one?" Zhang Jing'an asked.

"Yes!" Zhifu Qiao replied.

"Okay, then I will be your official!" Zhang Jing'an became happy, feeling that the hard days were finally over.

"Okay, then please set a date for the little marquis, and I will contact the palace to castrate you!" After Magistrate Qiao finished speaking, he looked at Zhang Jing'an's crotch with a smile.

Zhang Jing'an felt a cold wind blowing through his body, and instinctively stretched out his hand to cover it.

"Young Master is not a eunuch!" Zhang Jing'an said angrily.

Magistrate Qiao said helplessly: "Then there is no other way. Of course, you can't be an official. You can be a clerk, or a li chief or a higher pavilion chief. In the eyes of the people, these are all minor officials."

Zhang Jingan thought to himself that clerks were people who worked in the government office. They were called officials, but in fact, their lives were very hard, and everyone knew it. A village head could manage a hundred households, and a pavilion chief could manage ten miles, that is, a thousand households, and their power was not small.

Zhang Jingan secretly glanced at Fang Yun and found that he was actually smiling. He snorted coldly and said, "I'll be the pavilion chief! I don't believe I can't do it well."

Prefect Qiao smiled at Fang Yun and said, "My Lord, please write a letter of recommendation. Without your recommendation, I dare not let your son be the pavilion chief."

"Are you sure you want to be the pavilion chief? Jingzhou Prefecture is rich and has a large population. The average number of people in a household is no less than ten, which means you have to manage at least ten thousand people." Fang Yun said.

Zhang Jingan said, "I know you want me to fail, to prove that I can't do anything without studying, but I want to be the pavilion chief, and I want you to lose more than you gain!"

"Okay. Then I will also be the pavilion chief, adjacent to your jurisdiction. Prefect Qiao, please appoint both of us." Fang Yun said with a smile.

A hint of helplessness flashed across Prefect Qiao's eyes, and then he held the official seal and sent a letter to the King of Chu, while chatting with Fang Yun and his son to delay time.

Soon, Prefect Qiao smiled and helped the two to handle the appointment documents.

Near noon, the father and son walked out of the county government, each holding a document in their hands.

Fang Yun looked at the document in his hand. Now he was the head of "Jiangjin Street". He was in charge of the main street of Jiangjin Street and nearly 2,000 households in the nearby streets.

Fang Yun looked at Zhang Jing'an. He was in charge of "Wu De Street", which was parallel to Jiangjin Street.

Both streets were prosperous streets in Jingzhou City, with both shops and homes, mixed with good and bad people, and extremely complicated.

Each street has a permanent population of more than 20,000, and a floating population of at least 10,000.

"From today on, I am Zhang Tingzhang!" Zhang Jing'an was very proud. As a new official, he seemed to have completely forgotten the painful experience in the military camp.

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