Chapter 39 Longevity Banquet (Previous)

Author: Tears Crown Elegy

Chapter 39 Longevity Banquet (Previous)

"Sir, what do you think the emperor will ask you at the Wanshou Banquet?" Huang Xi held a glass of sake.

I came to Zhuang Xun's house for a drink again. Today I brought a smoked beef shank and a few jars of sake. Everyone in the group was very drunk.

Only Zhuang Xun looked at the others with a smile, because he drank the least.

Because he said he didn't know how to drink, he could only have a small drink.

"Thank you for the exam-oriented education. The memorization skills are pretty good. I can probably memorize everything I ask." Zhuang Xun was also a little drunk.

The day after tomorrow is the longevity banquet, and he can relax a little after completing the recitation task and the etiquette task.

"Does that mean Brother Xun is guaranteed to be a high-ranking official like a county magistrate?" Luo Yuecheng said excitedly.

"With the recommendation of the government and the emperor's appreciation, you should be able to get the position of county governor, but I don't know which county it is. You can't get a good county, but an average county is fine." He Heng drank a glass of wine and recalled what he had heard before.

"Maybe, maybe in the imperial court, but I will write an application and request to be transferred. Firstly, I can't stand the party struggle. Secondly, the war is in chaos, but the local military power still gives me peace of mind."

Zhuang Xun leaned on his chair and wanted to go somewhere. This kind of behavior is very unique. Most people think that even if there is war and chaos, the capital will be safe, and they are afraid of going to be an official somewhere.

"As a local official, you must have the ability to govern the local area, otherwise the more you govern, the more chaos you will get. I am not doubting you, sir, but you have no experience in governing the people. You should study in the court for one more year, and at least learn how to control your subordinates." He Heng

A kind reminder.

"The weather waits for no one, I still want to go deep into the place as soon as possible." Zhuang Xun clearly felt that the Yu State was in a precarious situation. He could go to the place to farm a year earlier and accumulate strength a year earlier.

As for governing the people, he didn't have much confidence, but Si Qinmi had already been praised by the King of Hell as a talented person, so she had to be allowed to use her talents. Cleaning, cooking, and embroidering clothes all day at home would be too much of a waste for her.

of talent.

"Sir, whatever you say is what it is, and we don't understand it, but the officialdom is dark, so you have to be careful..."

Huang Xi was drunk and kindly reminded him that he was the youngest, only seventeen years old, and his parents died early, so they left the family property for him to live in, and eventually lost everything.

"Essentially, it's a matter of taking sides. If you take the right side, your official career will be prosperous, but if you take the wrong side, your life will be ruined. It's just that I have my own pursuits."

Zhuang Wen saw this kind of thing very clearly. If it weren't for the imperial lineage, with his own IQ, he wouldn't want to enter the officialdom.

Wouldn't it be better to escape to a powerful country, earn a little money every day through your calculation skills, marry a gentle and lovely daughter-in-law, and enjoy your retirement life?

The weight of the times cannot bear down on him. He is half of the rentier class. He can only say that he is not capable of other messy rebellions or being an official.

He can't even remember the periodic table of elements, and he doesn't know how to mix gunpowder formulas, let alone whether the physics of this world is his own, so why do he think he is superior to others?

He was just a helpless ordinary person who happened to encounter the waves of advancement and was carried forward.

"Yes, if you stand in line, you will get everything if you stand on the right side, and you will get nothing if you stand on the wrong side." He Heng nodded, feeling deeply.

"So, Brother Xun, will you stand in Qingliu where Prime Minister Yang is? That will be very hard, after all, traitors wield power." Luo Yuecheng said matter-of-factly.

"Yes, yes, the Qingliu people are very miserable. They are not reused and have been marginalized. There are even some fake Qingliu who want to ruin the reputation of Qingliu, like Han Yang. Sir, you better not side with Qingliu..." Huang

Xi is pitiful and angry that he won't argue.

"Are you really saying that Mr. Gong and Mr. Xia of Qingliu recommended him not to join Qingliu's team, but to stand in collusion with Nichen Hang?" He Heng scolded the two of them.

…

Zhuang Xun was immediately embarrassed. At this time, he told them that he was almost on the side of the treacherous minister Zhang Youxiang. Would they immediately pull out a knife and cut off his robe to sever ties with him?

"Dong dong..."

There was a knock on the door.

"Let me go see who it is?" Zhuang Xun finally put aside this embarrassing question.

"Benefactor, you are in trouble." Before he entered the door, He Jung showed a worried expression.

"Ah." When you open the door, you are about to face a disaster. Zhuang Xun is a little confused.

"Why did the scholar say this? Please come in first." Zhuang Xun invited him in.

"There are so many people, let's talk after we enter the house." He glanced at the group of people drinking in the yard and motioned to Zhuang Xun to find a private place to talk.

"Okay." Zhuang Xun knew there was trouble, and Zhuang Xun also knew the priorities.

"Brother He, you guys drink first. I'll excuse you for a while. He Xiucai and I have something important to discuss." He said hello and took He Jung into the house.

"What happened?" Zhuang Xun entered the room and became a little anxious, trouble, what trouble.

"After hearing about your daily deeds, the Holy One has decided to appoint you as the Left Minister of Household Affairs after the Longevity Banquet." He Jung's eyes were lowered and his tone was heavy.

"Then I can't go anywhere, which is really troublesome." Zhuang Xun said in surprise, why did he suddenly stay in Beijing?

"This is a small problem. It's no problem for other official positions. It's easy to go where you want. But this is the left minister of the Ministry of Revenue, the third rank. According to your information, my benefactor, you are only twenty-three years old." He Jung looked at him.

Zhuang Xun felt a little more in awe. Is this the power and destiny of the Imperial Vein?

"Minister Zuo of the Ministry of Finance, the one who was beheaded a few days ago?" Zhuang Xun vaguely remembered hearing this when he was buying food, and he also mentioned it when he was drinking.

"Yes, that's it. This position became vacant after Han Yang died." He Jung nodded and said.

"What did the emperor hear that he asked Xun to take this position?" Zhuang Xun also understood. You said that a young man should be a prefect of a county. Among the six doctors, everyone thought you were a talented person. Your family has a rich background and money, so everyone tolerated it.

.

Isn't it a bit too much for a young man like you to become a minister all of a sudden, without caring about the order of seniority?

"Recently, there are rumors in Yindu that Xiaolian asked his mother and daughter to come back and rescued He Erlang. I wonder if Xiaolian knows it? It happened that Fengzheng, the governor of Donghua Road, was accused of corruption by King Donghua and was escorted to Yindu yesterday, so this story

It has spread far and wide." He Jung looked at Zhuang Xun and wondered, is this the appearance of an emperor?

I have a traffic password, and you can tell what it is by just hearing the name.

This was the first thought in Zhuang Xun's mind, and then he reacted and said: "So casual? This is a senior official from the third rank."

"The emperor has always been like this. Those who treat others with favor are always generous with rewards and favors. This is true for good things and bad things. In the end, this is what happened to the Yu Kingdom." He Jung was noncommittal.

Simply saying this sentence was full of irony, and at least Zhuang Xun couldn't help but laugh.

"Now that you are sitting in such a high position, wouldn't it be weird to apply to be a prefect somewhere?" Zhuang Xun thought of something and said.

It is obvious that the Yu State is on the verge of collapse. In troubled times, ministers are worse than dogs. He understands this truth. Being in Yindu means waiting for death, especially since he has the imperial lineage.

"This is not critical. Please just ask Jiedu Zuo Envoy and lead the county guard. You, the main benefactor, have become a point of contention between the left prime minister and the right prime minister." He Jung said worriedly.

"Has it been exposed that Xun took refuge with the right prime minister?" Zhuang Xun said confused, but he didn't tell anyone.

"No, it's just that you are not a member of the left prime minister. The Ministry of Rites, the Ministry of Husbandry, and the Ministry of Works have always been Qingliu's private areas. Now that you, a person who has not been close to Qingliu, enter the Ministry of Husbandry, you will be regarded as the emperor inserting a knife into Qingliu." He Jung

explain.

"Ah, why are the money-making departments responsible for clearing the money?" Zhuang Xun couldn't help complaining.

At this moment, the Ministry of Rites is also making money, because diplomacy is really important.

"Maybe the Qingliu people are all short of money." After hearing Zhuang Xun's words, He Jung didn't know whether it was sarcasm or describing a fact.

If you are short of money, go and work in a department that has money. There is nothing wrong with that.

"Then what should we do? Qingliu wants to deal with us?" Zhuang Xun asked for help.

"Then go against them. The emperor appreciates you, sir, and wants you to make a knife. Then take advantage of the situation and stab the Qingliu people's wounds and stab them several times!" Si Qin Mi walked out of the side room, holding a knife in his hand.

The gorgeous clothes are new ones she made for many days.

"Lady?"

"Mrs. Wei."

"Mr. Lang, don't be afraid. If Qingliu is just targeting you, Your Majesty will protect you no matter what. Your Majesty knows what Qingliu is like." Si Qinmi said firmly.

"Ah, is that so?" Zhuang Xun gained a little confidence.

"That's right, the more Qingliu people target you, Langjun, the more your Majesty will value you. Only by making knives for His Majesty can you climb faster. Naturally, you should seize this opportunity." Si Qinmi said with a slight smile.

"There is some truth, but won't your reputation be ruined by doing this? Go against Qingliu." Zhuang Xun knows the importance of public opinion. If you have a bad reputation, you will be scolded no matter what you do.

"Qingliu, how do they define Qingliu?" Si Qinmi said with a chuckle.

"Ah, what do you mean?" Zhuang Xun did not respond.

"Being neither greedy nor corrupt is a clean stream." He Jung somewhat understood what Si Qinmi meant.

"No matter how clear you are, how can you be as good as my husband Junqing?" Si Qinmi sneered and said proudly.

"None of these Qingliu officials are fake Qingliu. If they were real Qingliu, how could they think of dealing with you, Lang Jun?" Si Qinmi said sarcastically.

"You mean to dominate the public opinion and be clearer than them, but we don't have money to hire people to speak for us, and how can we be clearer than them?" Zhuang Xun understood, only half of it.

"Jung doesn't understand either." Although He Jung guessed the meaning of Si Qinmi's words, he had no idea how to proceed.

"Fight against corruption! Didn't His Majesty want you to recruit Langjun to be the left minister of the household department? When you take office, you will check the accounts and investigate the household department thoroughly to see how clean these clean streams are. As long as you find two or three typical ones, Langjun

You are the new Qingliu." Si Qin Mi's tone was indifferent, but the ferocity in it made people feel numb.

"Mrs. Wei, I'm afraid this is not appropriate. It offends people too much, and it will turn into a life-and-death situation." He Jung was frightened. You can imagine how fierce the counterattack by the Ministry of Revenue officials would be.

"Isn't it a fight to the death situation now? They want my husband to die, but my husband still cares about whether they will become angry because of shame?" Si Qinmi sneered, ready to turn the household affairs upside down.
To be continued...