Wei and Jin cooks

Before, it was for Zhao Kuan, but now it is for Zhao Erlang.

In fact, he doesn't have a problem with who should do it. What he does have a problem with is why being an official now is so different from before.

In the past, he only had to go to the office for half a day every day, and he could also drink wine and watch the snow leisurely. Luoyang has already snowed for the second time. This year, let alone watching the snow, he has not taken a break for two decades in a row, and has to work overtime every day. Haishi...

If Luoyang hadn't been getting busier day by day and the general would come to praise them every once in a while, he would have really wanted to resign.

That’s all, for the sake of a great future.

He was designated as a sixth-rank officer. The highest he could achieve was a sixth-rank official. However, if he was under the general, as long as he could be used, Master Yu felt that he could go one step further. Even if he could not reach the third or fourth rank, it was not necessarily true.

The fourth rank is equivalent to the governor, and the third rank can already be a high official in the border area. This is a great event to honor the ancestors.

Chief Yu encouraged himself with a numb look on his face. He must be able to do it. He must be able to do it. He has paid so much. If he resigns at this time, wouldn't he make way for the people behind him?

He wouldn't let it.

The county king is the younger brother of the general, and Luoyang County is where he gained experience. He will eventually leave. Master Yu has an account in his mind. Knowing that Zhao Erlang has left, Zhao Zheng will probably take over.

He, the chief clerk, can also rise up, and with Zhao Zheng's talent and status, he will not stay in Luoyang County for a long time. He will leave in five or six years at most, or in two or three years at least. By then...

The magistrate of Luoyang County is the sixth grade.

In the past, this was his final official position.

It was with this idea that Master Yu persuaded himself, who was nearly thirty years old, to work overtime until the end of the day with a group of energetic young people in their teens.

He wants to be the county magistrate, he wants to be the county magistrate, he wants to be the county magistrate!

Chief Yu convinced himself and went to work overtime honestly.

Zhao Erlang also sat in the lobby, took an official document, and struggled to read the words on it. Only halfway through reading, he was irritated by a recurring word. He pointed at it and asked Lu Hu, "What word is this?"

Lu Hu took a look, and it looked familiar, but he didn't recognize it, so he glanced forward and recognized the two words when they were put together, "Ji," he said: "Gyeonggi, Langjun, means around Luoyang. "

Zhao Erlang couldn't help but mutter, "Of course I know that Gyeonggi means near the capital. Why do we have to write Gyeonggi? Just say it is around Luoyang. I know both the words Luoyang."

Although I don’t know how to write.

Recognizing this character, Zhao Erlang reluctantly continued reading, but soon he gave up and threw it to Lu Hu and said, "Read it to me."

Lu Hu unfolded it and read it to him word for word.

This is a report sent by the Ministry of War, counting the reports of the four major military camps in the Gyeonggi area to clear up wasteland, level roads, dredge rivers, and build canals and reservoirs.

Of course, the Ministry of War will not report these things to Luoyang. The reason why they list this is to ask the Luoyang County Government for money.

In addition to the tasks required by the court, they also did some extra work. The Ministry of War said that they would not ask for wages from the Luoyang County Government, so they would trouble him to settle the food expenses for the extra work.

After Zhao Erlang listened, he took the paper and counted it carefully, "There are a total of twenty-eight characters that I don't recognize. If you hand it back, say I can't understand it and ask them to write it again in the simplest words."

It takes one day to delay.

Lu Hu agreed.

Zhao Erlang then went to deal with other official documents.

By the time it was done, it was dark.

Zhao Erlang rolled up his sleeves and said excitedly: "Bring the prisoner here!"

Lu Hu advised: "Mr. Lang, it's late today. Why don't you go to court tomorrow?"

"No, I have to go into the inner city tomorrow to deal with the Zhu family and Cui family's property embezzlement case. I have to collect debts and get marriage documents for people. I'm very busy. How can I have time for interrogation?"

Zhao Erlang said: "This is a theft case. I will try it first and then pronounce the verdict in public."

He asked the Yamen servant to pick up the prisoner.

Lu Hu hesitated for a moment and then said: "It's okay at other times, but today Fu Langjun returns to the city, won't you go home?"

Zhao Erlang was stunned: "Brother-in-law is back? Why didn't I know?"

Lu Hu: "I reported it as soon as I received the news..."

But you might have been so immersed in catching people that you forgot.

Zhao Erlang stood up and said: "Go home!"

Zhao Erlang ran all the way home. Only the dim street lights were still on at home. Oh, and his sister's yard was also lit. Zhao Erlang stood at the intersection and scratched his head, and finally moved over.

The guards guarding the courtyard watched silently, without stopping or making a sound.

Zhao Erlang cautiously took a look into the yard, strained his ears to listen, and found that he didn't hear any movement.

"Erlang~" A voice suddenly sounded behind him. Zhao Erlang was so frightened that his heart jumped into his throat. He turned around with a look of horror. When he saw it was Tinghe, he patted his chest and said, "Sister Tinghe, you almost scared me to death. "

Tinghe: "..."

She smiled respectfully and asked, "Why don't you go in when Erlang is here?"

Zhao Erlang glanced at the lighted room and asked, "I see that my brother-in-law's yard is not lit. Is he asleep or at Sister's place?"

"It's here, girl. Do you want to come in?"

Zhao Erlang hesitated for a while and then went in.

Zhao Hanzhang and Fu Tinghan were looking at a picture at the table. Ting He led Zhao Erlang in. Zhao Hanzhang looked up and asked casually: "You're back? Have you eaten?"

Zhao Erlang responded and came to Fu Tinghan's side, "Brother-in-law, I didn't know you were coming back today, so I didn't go to pick you up."

Fu Tinghan smiled and said: "Business matters are important, and I am not an outsider, so there is no need to be polite."

Zhao Erlang smiled and relaxed a lot. He glanced at Zhao Hanzhang and complained softly next to him: "I'm so busy. Sister asked me to do a lot of things."

Fu Tinghan also glanced at Zhao Hanzhang, reached out and patted his shoulder to express comfort.

"Did you eat at the county government?" Fu Tinghan whispered to him: "Your mother left food for you. Sheep was killed at home today. Do you want to eat some more?"

Zhao Erlang's eyes lit up, but he glanced at Zhao Hanzhang again and said nothing.

Zhao Hanzhang finally looked away from the picture and looked up at him, "What's wrong, so guilty?"

Zhao Erlang said: "Sister, the Ministry of War asked me for money, but I have no money."

Zhao Hanzhang lowered his head to look at the drawings again, "This is your county government's official business. You don't need to tell me. You can handle it yourself."

"... There is no money in the county government's treasury. Sister, does the Ministry of Household Affairs have to allocate some funds to us? You promised me at that time that if the county government has an urgent need, you will allocate money back to me."

Zhao Hanzhang frowned, with a pensive look on his face, as if he was thinking about it.

But Fu Tinghan, who knew her well, could tell at a glance that it wasn't that she didn't want to give, but that she didn't have the money.

Fu Tinghan asked him, "How much do you want?"

Zhao Erlang's eyes lit up, he pointed out two fingers and said: "Two hundred thousand dollars."

Fu Tinghan raised his eyebrows, thought for a moment and said, "You can have someone come home to pick it up tomorrow afternoon."

Zhao Erlang looked at him with stars, wondering if it was too late for him to make one more finger gesture now.

Zhao Hanzhang also looked up at him and asked, "Where did you get the money?"

See you tomorrow