On April 22, the new Jinshi was given a banquet at Qionglinyuan, and each person gave a book of "Doctor of the Mean", and Zhang Zhibai gave a lecture in front of the Jinshi. Since then, it has become a custom-made product. "The Great Learning" and "Doctor of the Mean" take turns to reward the new Jinshi. The Qionglin banquet was given a lecture in person, thinking that it is the meaning of advice.

On April 28, he entered the palace again and was appointed as an official position. Six first-class people were generals and the chief magistrate of Dazhou. One-class people were judges of Dali and the magistrate of the county. The treatment of the rest was gradually reduced, and the various subjects were only selected for low-level personnel.

Xu Ping was appointed as the Chief Secretary and the General Principal of Yongzhou. At the beginning, the family was only happy and suddenly ascended to the top. This official was a high-ranking official in the Beijing official sequence, and his future was unlimited. As for which corner of Yongzhou was in the north and south, how could Xu Zheng and Zhang Sanniang and his wife know?

From the initial appointment of an official, we can see the huge difference between the first and second grades. Although from the perspective of official rank, the general will be the chief supervisor and the Dali judge are only one level away, according to the rules at this time, the Jinshi was transferred to the official rank and transferred to the official rank. After one relocation, the general will enter the court official sequence and become the crown prince Zhongyun. However, the Dali judge still needs to be transferred to the Beijing official sequence to become the court official.

The selection of low-ranking personnel to be promoted to Beijing officials was the biggest threshold for low-ranking officials in the Song Dynasty. Not only did it take years, but it also required a certain number of recommended people. The court also had a fixed quota every year, which was limited to about a hundred people. There were many places where people could not get enough to protect their guarantors for 100 years in the local area for 100 or 20 years, and everyone has become accustomed to it.

The second threshold is to transfer from a Beijing official to a court official, and from then on, you can deal with the emperor directly, truly opening the door to the career of officialdom.

The Jinshi passed the low-level selection and directly appointed as a Beijing official. Later, he was transferred to the top and left other competitors from the beginning. He left behind the first and second levels. When he changed his official position, he did not need to recommend senior officials. When he was promoted, he naturally showed the advantages of the emperor's disciple. Moreover, he usually took the position from the second or third term, and the promotion speed was accelerated again, and he could become an intermediate official in ten years.

Xu Ping naturally knew where Yongzhou was. I thought it was the empress dowager who had an objection to him and deliberately chose such a remote place to endure hardship. In fact, it cannot be said that the empress dowager targeted him. The status of both sides was far different. Even if a woman had a small mind, she would not be able to stare at such a small person. At most, she would only say a sentence or two at an important juncture, and the people below would naturally understand it. Just like the emperor today had a good impression of him, at most, she would only have a good impression of him. It would be impossible to add a pair of blue eyes to the same principle as he was a strange talent from heaven. The difference in status was too far, and it would be great to be able to remember his name.

Yongzhou was Nanning, the capital of Guangxi in later generations. However, at this time it was still a place of malaria. The area under management was thousands of miles in radius, but the population was less than that of a county in the south of the Yangtze River, and it was extremely desolate. The station of the Guangnan West Road Transport Envoy was not there, but Guilin, which was later formed in Guizhou, and the station of the Taixin was in Yulinzhou, which was later formed. Yongzhou was just an ordinary border prefecture with an important status.

After a few days, Zhang Sanniang finally knew where Yongzhou was and where it was. Especially as others talked about it, the more terrifying it became. Eight out of ten officials could not come back, and even asked her to prepare for her funeral soon. Zhang Sanniang cried every day, asking Xu Ping to ask someone to change his official position, even if she was a county magistrate in the mainland, and not to suffer from the border.

Xu Ping did not realize that he had devoted himself to the Song Dynasty court, but he went to the Court of Justice and asked, and then he returned in shame. He only said one thing: During the Taizong period, some officials were unwilling to be officials in Lingnan and directly seized officials and were exiled to Shamen Island. Should Xu Ping go to Shamen Island or Yongzhou?

Zhang Sanniang knew that it was impossible to change her official position, so she changed her idea. Anyway, there were still a few months left to make Xu Ping feel more concerned. She must let Lin Su Niang get pregnant with the Xu family before leaving so that she would not lose her incense. Xu Ping was really annoyed by his mother, so she simply agreed and went back to the countryside with Lin Su Niang.

Lin Wensi was appointed as a professor in Chengwu County, Shanzhou, Jingdong Road, which was not far from Jinxiang County. Xu Ping wrote a letter to Shi Yannian and asked him to take care of him. He was completely worried.

The court asked the new officials to take office in May, and there were time limits for each place. When everyone returned to their hometown to save their relatives, they would have to hurry to start their career in officialdom. Guangnan was not as prolonged as other places, and Xu Ping had a few months to stay in Kaifeng Prefecture. And he had to calculate the days. It was better to enter Lingnan until winter came to winter and avoid the most miasma.

Among the new Jinshi, Zhao Jiao was the only one who served as the Kaifeng Prefecture Promoter, and the others went to work in other places. However, Xu Ping and Zhao Jiao were not familiar with each other. They had a polite relationship twice, and then they were all busy.

As soon as May entered, the familiar people suddenly scattered. Xu Ping felt bored and simply put down his worries and focused on arranging the future of the countryside.

One-third of the alfalfa planted three years ago was harvested, and this year it was the harvest season. Because of the barren land, Xu Ping planned to plant wheat once every three years, and plant alfalfa at other times to cultivate ground abilities, which is another type of fallow.

That afternoon, Xu Ping and Lin Suniang stood hand in hand in the wheat field, watching the Zhuangke chopping wheat and threshing.

After looking at it for a while, Xu Ping sighed: "I will take office in a few months, and you are left alone in this farm. I don't know if you can handle it!"

Lin Suniang smiled and said, "There are all old people in the village, and Xu Chang is helping me. What can I not handle? Just be at ease. If you have my care at home, there will be nothing wrong."

Xu Ping looked sad and didn't know what to say. The couple's honeymoon was the happiest time, but the fact that they would be separated in a few months was like a stone, pressing on their chests made people feel uncomfortable.

Officials are not allowed to take their families to take office, and Guangdong, Guangxi and Sichuan and Sichuan are particularly strict. Some officials are reluctant to part with their wives and pretend to be maids to take office. Some people are punished every few years. Xu Ping will not be wronged by Lin Su Niang, and his personality will not take risks. He can only try his best to compensate during this period.

Lin Suniang held Xu Ping's hand and said in a warm voice: "I heard that Lingnan has many malaria, except Guizhou, and other places are constantly in full swing. When Dalang arrives there, he must be careful in everything. We people in the Central Plains are not familiar with the water and soil there, and they must be careful about whatever they eat and drink."

"Actually, it's not that scary. The court sent officials there every year, and I haven't heard of a few who died of miasma, and most of them were weak and sick. I was in my prime and I haven't had any illness in many years. As long as I'm careful, I will definitely not be able to do anything."

Xu Ping approached, pressed against Lin Suniang's shoulder, and comforted him quietly.

In his previous life, Guangdong and Guangxi had no harm from miasma, which was all legendary. But if you really had to face it yourself, you had to be careful. Miasma is just a general saying, in fact, it is sparsely populated in tropical areas, and various viruses are rampant everywhere. Northerners have no antibodies and are not adapted to the climate and are prone to illness. Xu Ping couldn't think of the way Lingnan is now, but he clearly remembers the horror of the African rainforest in his previous life. Even with various special medicines, the primitive rainforest can easily kill people.

At this time, the population of the entire Song Dynasty was only 30 to 40 million, which was only one-tenth of the population of Xu Ping in his previous life, and was only equivalent to a medium-sized province. The population of the border areas was even smaller, and at this time, there were less than 4,000 households and 10,000 or 20,000 people. Most places have not yet been developed, and some are not the beauty of the original ecology, but the ubiquitous risks that can kill people at any time.

Lin Suniang leaned her head on Xu Ping's shoulder and could only smile impatiently: "Dalang is not sick very much. When he gets sick, he is scared! I still remember that you went to save me a few years ago. We got lost and ran to the Later Zhou imperial tomb. You caused a cold, which scared me!"

Speaking of the past, Xu Ping also felt a little warm and whispered to Lin Su Niang: "That's right, the miasma is just that. I'll drink a bowl of ginger soup and say it's done!"

It was almost evening, with red clouds everywhere, and large groups of red dragonflies flying up and down around the wheat field, accompanied by the shopkeepers shouting horns in the distance, exuding the beautiful and peaceful style unique to the countryside.

Xu Ping took Lin Suniang's hand and sat down on the grass by the river, snuggling to watch the flying dragonflies.

In this peaceful and happy moment, the two avoided unhappy topics.

Xu Ping whispered to Lin Suniang: "Do you want to eat sour things recently? My mother sends plums from the capital to the village every few days, because she is afraid that you will not be able to eat it if you are greedy."

Lin Su Niang chuckled in a low voice and said, "Is it so fast in it? You guys are so anxious!"

Xu Ping could only sigh: "You don't know how hard it is to be urged every day! Even if I hide in the countryside, my mother still sends people to ask questions every now and then."

"This is not my own business. What's the use of force me to ask?"

When talking about this kind of thing, Lin Su Niang was always a little embarrassed and her voice became lower and lower.

Xu Ping had the knowledge of his previous life, so he naturally knew that the responsibility of having children was greater. However, Lin Su Niang's shy and timid expression made him like him. When there was no one, he often couldn't help but talk about it.

After a while, Lin Suniang whispered to Xu Ping's ear and said, "I heard that there is a temple in Zhongmu County that is the most supernatural. We will also go and worship in two days."

Xu Ping curled his lips: "It's better to help those charlatans and bald donkeys. I'd better work hard on myself. Let Gao Daquan and Sun Qilang catch a few old turtles tomorrow and let Xiuxiu stew the soup for me!"

Lin Suniang heard this and said, "I have always seen you catch turtles and tortoises and cook vegetables recently. That thing doesn't have two taels of meat. What's the point of eating? It seems that you're still addicted!"

Xu Ping laughed: "This is a man's magical thing, how can you understand? I will keep you warm with you a few more times in a night, and months are better than years!"

After hearing Xu Ping's words so bluntly, Lin Suniang blushed and spat, ignoring him.

Xiuxiu and Su'er each caught a few red dragonflies in their hands and played with them. They sat on the ground, singing songs they learned from somewhere. The bright red glow shone on them, shining with a faint halo.

Xu Ping gently hugged Lin Suniang, and blew the evening breeze. Seeing the picturesque pastoral scenery, he was involuntarily a little confused.

This is the quiet life he wants.
Chapter completed!