Zhou Bo is also looking at the list below.

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

The two met these days. After contacting each other, they felt that the other person was quite keen on their own spleen and stomach, which was called a hit on the scene.

Zhou Bo replied, "I want to be a clerk in the government office. Brother Jiang, where are you?" He is a lawyer himself, and it is the right thing to go to the government office.

Jiang Yizhou hesitated for a moment and said, "I want to be a guest at the county magistrate's office." He knew that the government had a lot of work, and with his ability to remember everything, he would definitely have to do a lot of work if he went to the government.

As a clerk, should you work less?

"It's pretty good." Zhou Bo respected his choice.

Such conversations happen frequently under the red wall and red list.

Three lists give three choices to those with ability and talent.

For ordinary people, three are excellent opportunities.

The county magistrate Lu Desheng recruits his disciples and staff, which is more like a supplement to the recruitment of people in the government. Those who have the ability but have some defects in their identities or elsewhere cannot become formal officials through the requirements of the government, and turn around and work hard to become

Lord Lu’s disciples and staff are also excellent.

But everyone can only sign up for one place, because the exam time for these three places is the same, so it is useless to register more places.

Now, before the exam begins, all those who intend to take up their jobs face the first problem, that is, how to make a choice. To make this decision, they need to have a clear understanding of themselves.

Gu Er returned to the south, the day after talking to Mr. Ji.

At the suggestion of his confidant housekeeper, Mr. Ji decided to go back to the south with Gu Er.

Before going back, Master Ji handed over the remaining silver to Wu Ren, and asked him to watch Ji's family to help them, so he hurriedly chased people.

Wu Ren took the key and opened the Tianzi room of Ji Da Shaoding. When he saw the box of gold and silver, his people counted it, and there were about 50,000 or 60,000 yuan.

Wu Ren smiled and looked at what trust is, this is trust. Compared with Mr. Ji and Gu Eryi, the judgement will be made. Master Ji trusted them so much, and they would not let him lose.

Chang'an, palace

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

Recently, Song Mo was in a good mood and the problem in the southern part was solved. The palace was choosing a concubine and the queen, and he got married at the end of the year. In other words, when the seal was opened at the beginning of next year, he would be able to rule. Because at that time, the emperor

It has been two years since I passed away from the exam.

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

Song Mo quickly finished reading, "Well, Liaodong County wants to run a college?" Lu Desheng said in the memorial, asking him to write an inscription.

Zhang Xian, who was standing beside him, immediately said, "Your Majesty, Lord Lu is still very insightful. Why don't you give me a question?"

Song Mo's calligraphy is indeed good, and he has always been proud of it. During those days of tolerance, he came here by copying books.

Zuo Anmin curled his lips, flattering!

Song Mo was in a very beautiful mood, and the inscription was OK, "Okay, just follow what Zhang Aiqing said, come and serve you with your pen and ink!"

With Song Mo's order, the eunuchs stepped forward, one changed him to new mo and the other spread paper for him.

He took a wolf hair and started dipping it ink.

Not long after, I wrote down four big characters from Liaodong Academy.

"Good word!" Zuo Anmin took the lead in praise.

Zhang Xian followed closely, "It's really good to write, it's really a dragon and a snake flying, and a pen wandering around the dragon!"

Looking at the words, Song Mo was also very satisfied, "After Mo dries it, let the people below rush to send it to Lu Desheng for 600 miles."

Before, Xie Zhan completely solved the problem in the southern region for him, and did not use the national treasury to produce silver and grain, and even made a gold mine with millions of cash. Now Liaodong County is going to run a college, and the school is a merit of education, which is also his emperor.

One of the achievements.

However, Song Mo's good mood has not continued.

As soon as he left the two ministers to have lunch together, the eunuch came in a hurry, looking inexplicably shocked.

"Your Majesty, it's not good."

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

Song Mo was also very unhappy.

When Zuo Anmin scolded him, the eunuch knelt on the ground and slapped himself twice, "Slaves deserve to die, slaves deserve to die."

Song Mo raised his hand and stopped him from slapping, "Okay, tell me, why are you panic?"

"Your Majesty, Nanyang Dilong has turned over!"

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

Zuo Anmin and Zhang Xian were also surprised. They couldn't help but look at each other, and then looked at each other with disgust. But both of them calmed down in a tacit understanding.

Song Mo paced back and forth, feeling anxious.

As soon as the disaster in the south passed, Nanyang moved, and this thief, God, couldn't see that he would be happy one day! I don't know how many people were affected, I hope it won't be too serious, otherwise he would have to issue an edict to blame himself.

It's just the second year of ascending the throne!

Zuo Anmin's eyes rolled, took the tea from the table, walked over and handed it to Song Mo, "Your Majesty, don't panic, drink a sip of tea and suppress your shock."

Song Mo took it unconsciously, drank it, and came to his senses, "Zuo Aiqing, what should be the matter?"

Zuo Anmin: "Your Majesty, Lord Zhang has been out of the way before and has rich experience in governing the local area. I remember that Changli, whom he governed, had also been moved?"

When Zhang Xian heard this, his eyes suddenly opened wide, and his eyes were shining with cold light!

Old guy, harm me!

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

Zhang Xian knew that at this time, we must not be timid or refuse. As the emperor's favorite minister, the emperor has a big problem. If you look at you, you cannot hide. When you should take responsibility, you should hide, and that is not ignoring the emperor's life or death.

Do you? No matter how you care about the emperor's life or death, you are not far from death.

"Emperor, I am willing to share my worries for the emperor and am willing to take the order to go to Nanyang to deal with this matter!" Zhang Xian immediately expressed his opinion.

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

"Your Majesty, can you assign a deputy to Weichen to help Weichen govern Nanyang?"

"Can."

Zuo Anmin suddenly felt a bad premonition in his heart.

"Your Majesty, Lord Zuo is very capable. Please let him go to Nanyang with Weichen." Zhang Xian cursed in his heart. Even if he dies, we will take you back!

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

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

Zuo Anmin's face was stiff, "I received the order."

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