Zhou Bo is also looking at the list below.

Jiang Yizhou asked, "Brother Zhou, where do you want to go?"

The two of them got to know each other in the past few days. After getting in touch, they felt that the other person had a good temperament for them, and they felt like old friends at first sight.

Zhou Bo replied, "I want to work as a clerk in the government. Brother Jiang, what about you?" He is a lawyer himself, so he goes to the yamen for the right job.

Jiang Yizhou hesitated for a moment and said, "I want to go to the county magistrate's house to be a retainer." He knew that there was a lot of work in the government, and with his photographic memory, if he went to the government, he would definitely have to do a lot of work. If he went to work for Mr. Lu, he would have to do a lot of work.

The work of retainers and staff should be less, right?

"Very good." Zhou Bo respected his choice.

Such conversations happen from time to time under the red wall and red list.

The three lists give capable and talented people three choices.

For ordinary people, all three are excellent opportunities.

The recruitment of retainers and staff by the county governor Lu Desheng is more like a supplement to the government's recruitment. Those who are capable, but have flaws in their identity or elsewhere and cannot pass the government's requirements to become official officials, turn around and work hard to become

Mr. Lu’s retainers and staff are also excellent.

But each person can only register for one place, because the examination time for these three places is the same, so there is no use registering for more places.

No, the exam has not yet begun, and all those who are interested in finding a job are faced with the first problem, which is how to choose. And to make this decision well, they need to have a clear understanding of themselves.

Gu Er returned to Nandi, the day after his conversation with Mr. Ji.

On the advice of his confidant butler, Young Master Ji decided to return to the South with Gu Er.

Before going back, Mr. Ji gave the remaining silver to Wu Ren and asked him to help them invest for the Ji family, and then hurriedly chased them.

Wu Ren took the key and opened Ji Da Shaoding's Tianzihao room. He saw a box full of gold and silver. His people counted it and found that there were about fifty or sixty thousand.

Wu Ren smiled and said, look, what is trust? This is trust. Young Master Ji and Gu Eryi compared each other and made a judgment. Young Master Ji trusted them so much that they would not let him lose.

Chang'an, Imperial Palace

Emperor Song Mo was reviewing memorials in the imperial study, accompanied by Zhang Xian and Zuo Anmin.

Recently, Song Mo is in a good mood, and the problem in the Southland has been solved. The palace is selecting a concubine and a queen. He will get married at the end of the year. In other words, when the seal is opened at the beginning of next year, he will be able to take charge. Because at that time, the emperor

It has been two years since I failed the exam.

He was in a good mood, and when he found that Lu Desheng handed over the booklet, he opened it with great interest.

Song Mo finished reading it quickly, "Well, Liaodong County is going to open an academy?" Lu Desheng said on the fold, asking him to write an inscription.

Zhang Xian on the side immediately said, "Your Majesty, Mr. Lu is quite discerning. Why don't you give me a question?"

Song Mo's calligraphy was indeed good, and he had always been proud of it. In those days of forbearance, he relied on copying books.

Zuo Anmin curled his lips, what a flatterer!

Song Mo was in a very good mood, so he could write the inscription, "Okay, just follow what Zhang Aiqing said, I will take care of you with pen and ink when you come!"

Song Mo gave an order, and the young eunuchs came forward. One changed him to new ink, and the other laid paper for him.

He took a wolf hair and began to dip it in ink.

It didn't take long before I wrote the four characters "Liaodong Academy".

"Good words!" Zuo Anmin was the first to praise.

Zhang Xian followed closely, "The calligraphy is really good, the dragon and snake are flying, and the pen is walking like a dragon!"

Looking at this calligraphy, Song Mo was also very satisfied, "After the ink dries, ask the people below to send it to Lu Desheng as soon as possible."

In the past, Xie Zhan completely solved the problem of the Southland for him, without any need for money or food from the treasury, and even made a gold mine and millions of cash in cash. Now Liaodong County wants to set up an academy. The establishment of a school is a function of education, and he is the emperor.

One of the achievements.

However, Song Mo's good mood did not last forever.

As soon as he left the two ministers to have lunch together, the chamberlain came in a hurry, with an inexplicable look of horror on his face.

"Your Majesty, it's not good."

Zuo Anmin scolded, "Bold! Don't talk nonsense in front of the Holy Master!"

Song Mo was also very unhappy.

When Zuo Anmin reprimanded the servant, he fell to his knees on the ground and slapped himself twice, "The slave deserves to die, the slave deserves to die."

Song Mo raised his hand to stop him from continuing to slap him, "Okay, tell me, why are you so alarmed?"

"Your Majesty, Nanyang Earth Dragon has turned over!"

Song Mo stood up suddenly and was shocked, "What?!"

Zuo Anmin and Zhang Xian were also surprised. They couldn't help but look at each other, and then moved their eyes away in disgust. However, they both calmed down with a tacit understanding.

Song Mo paced back and forth, anxious and uneasy in his heart.

Just after the disaster in Nandi passed, Nanyang was moved. God, this thief, I can't bear to see him happy one day! I don't know how many people were affected by the disaster. I hope it won't be too serious, otherwise he will have to punish himself. He

It’s only the second year since he ascended the throne!

Zuo Anmin rolled his eyes, took the tea on the table, walked over and handed it to Song Mo, "Your Majesty, don't panic, have a sip of tea to calm down your shock."

Song Mo took it unconsciously, and after drinking it, he came to his senses and asked, "Zuo Aiqing, what should I do about this?"

Zuo Anmin: "Your Majesty, Mr. Zhang has been working abroad in the past and has rich experience in governing local areas. Do you remember that there was an earthquake in Changli under his administration?"

Upon hearing this, Zhang Xian's eyes suddenly widened, and his eyes looked at Zuo Anmin with a cold light!

Old thing, harm me!

Song Mo looked at Zhang Xian, "Zhang Aiqing, what do you think?"

Zhang Xian knew that he must not give in or shirk at this time. As the emperor's favorite, the emperor has a big problem. He is looking at you. You can't hide. When it is time to take responsibility, if you hide out, that doesn't mean you don't care about the emperor's life or death.

? If you don’t care whether the emperor lives or lives, then you are not far from death.

"Your Majesty, I am willing to share the Emperor's worries and take orders to Nanyang to deal with this matter!" Zhang Xian immediately expressed his position.

Song Mo was very satisfied with his attitude. He walked to Zhang Xian and patted his shoulder, "Zhang Aiqing, you are very good. Are there any difficulties in going to Nanyang?"

"Your Majesty, can you assign a deputy to Wei Chen to assist him in governing Nanyang?"

"Can."

A bad premonition suddenly arose in Zuo Anmin's heart.

"Your Majesty, Mr. Zuo is very capable. Please let him go to Nanyang with his ministers." Zhang Xian cursed in his heart. Even if he dies, I will keep you as my support!

Now it was Zuo Anmin's turn to stare wide-eyed!

Song Mo looked at Zuo Anmin thoughtfully, "Zuo Aiqing, what do you think?"

Zuo Anmin's face was stiff and he said, "I will accept my order."

Damn it, you shot yourself in the foot! Zhang Xian, you are cruel!
Chapter completed!