As the saying goes, if you don’t know that the official is young, you won’t know that you are young.

There is also a joke that one day a carriage broke out on Suzaku Street and knocked over ten pedestrians along the way, eight of which were sixth ranks and the other two were Chaoyilang. (Note: Chaoyilang, sixth rank)

However, although there are so many sixth-rank officials in Chang'an City that they are as numerous as those in some key departments, their status is incomparable to the sixth-rank elsewhere.

Recently, Zhang Jiuling was just promoted to such a sixth rank, the official of the Ministry of Personnel of the Tang Dynasty.

Therefore, as soon as he appeared at the gate of Zhang Qian's house, the effect was immediately effective. Wei, a clerk who had been seeking life in counties around the capital for a long time, knew that he could not afford to offend him just by looking at the color of his robe and belt. When he saw the color and style of the silk sleeve held in Zhang Jiuling's hand, and the size of the follower who followed Zhang Jiuling, he decisively kowtowed and admitted his mistake and ran away.

"Brother Yu entrusts Zhao's blessing this time, and he has been promoted by the emperor to the Ministry of Personnel to serve as a minister. Today, there is nothing wrong, so he volunteered to send the emperor's imperial edict to Zhao!" After seeing Zhang Qian's face, Zhang Jiuling did not go around the corner, and directly untied the silk ribbon on the silk sleeve with both hands, and carefully took out a dark yellow silk scroll from it.

"Brother Zishou..." Even though he had already vaguely guessed in his heart that this person came for the results of the alcohol disinfection technique, Zhang Qian was still shocked and looked at Zhang Jiuling up and down with his eyes, not knowing what to say, nor what to do?

What is a brother? This is! It is not loyal to wield a knife for a brother, but to wield a knife for a brother...

"Why, Brother Zhao didn't expect the court to issue a reward so soon?" Zhang Qian felt so embarrassed that his heart was shivering. Zhang Jiuling frowned and asked in a low voice. "Do you still didn't expect that it was for your brother to pronounce the imperial edict for the emperor?"

"No, I didn't expect it? I didn't expect it!" Zhang Qian woke up from his dream, withdrew his gaze from Zhang Jiuling, and then looked around, but still didn't know how to answer the order.

Fortunately, he had two clever junior brothers beside him. When he found that the eldest brother was performing something wrong, Guo Nu decisively opened his voice and cheered loudly beside him, "Guo Nu, please thank the emperor for his kindness for his senior brother Zhang Qian."

"Senior brother is so grateful that he can't speak. Don't blame the Heavenly Official!" Ren Cong's reaction was not slow, he put away his envy and followed Guo's anger. (Note: When Empress Wu was in power, he changed the Ministry of Personnel to the Heavenly Official.)

While saying this, the two brothers quickly lifted a short table to serve as an incense table. Then they set up an incense burner and lit three pillars of incense. Then, another man pulled Zhang Qian's arm and pulled him behind the incense table like fiddling with a puppet. "Senior brother, senior brother, thank you for your kindness! Kneel, just like you usually kneel down, keep your body straight, don't be so hard..."

"No outsiders around, forget it!" Seeing this busy scene, Zhang Jiuling instantly remembered his embarrassment when he was first appointed as an official. A warm feeling involuntarily surged in his heart, smiled and nodded slightly.

"Thank you for your kindness!" Guo Nu and Ren Cong said thank you in unison, then stood up and saluted Zhang Jiuling, "Thank you for your hard work! You are here to sit and use tea."

"Well, don't worry, wait until your senior brother receives the imperial edict!" Zhang Jiuling smiled and shook his head, then slowly unfolded the imperial edict, "Forget it, I won't read it anymore. Use Zhao, you can see it yourself."

"Look, I'll see, I'll see now!" Zhang Qian raised his hand and rubbed his face hard, trying to calm himself down. Then he took the imperial edict with both hands and held it in front of him.

However, his eyes did not turn to the imperial edict, and quickly looked around and asked tentatively: "Brother Zishou, aren't the imperial edicts conveyed by eunuchs? I remember you a few days ago..."

"You still want the eunuch to come and send the imperial edict, it's so beautiful!" In an instant, Zhang Jiuling understood why the other party was stunned just now. It was not because of excessive joy, but because he was wondering whether he had entered the palace. He was so angry that he bypassed the incense table and punched him, "Zhang Yongzhao, I thought that you were just here when you were just here and were afraid that you would be criticized by others if you didn't understand the rules, so he volunteered to announce the imperial edict. It would be fine if you didn't thank me, but it was actually..."

"Brother Zishou, don't be angry, don't be angry, I don't understand, I really don't understand!" The stone in Zhang Qian's heart finally fell to the ground. Relying on his strong ability to resist strikes, he sturdyly carried Zhang Jiuling's punches with his chest, and then bowed to apologize, "I just heard that the imperial edicts were passed on by the eunuch..."

"That's a vassal of Duke, a marquis, and a real gift. You are a mere eighth-rank military weapon chief clerk, and you will give you a gift, which will be cheap. You also want eunuchs to send the imperial edict! You are so beautiful!" Zhang Jiuling was so angry that his beard was jumping up and down, but he knew that Zhang Qian was not deliberately joking about himself. He punched him a few more times, and he turned his body to his side and gasped.

"Tianguan, Tianguan, my senior brother doesn't understand, he really doesn't understand. He can't even tell whether the studio clerk is an official or an official!"

"Tianguan, Qin law, and the 20th level title system. My senior brother had just left the deep mountains and couldn't understand the rules of the Tang Dynasty!"

It was Guo Nu and Ren Cong who took the initiative to "wipe the butt" for the senior brother, and finally explained why Zhang Qian was so rude and rude before.

Zhang Qian himself was also ashamed of his face. He quickly held the imperial edict and bowed to Zhang Jiuling. "Zi Shou, brother Zi Shou is forgiving, I'm not trying to make you joke on me. I really don't understand. Junior Brother Ren, go, hurry up and put two big wooden barrels for Brother Zi Shou and send them to the mansion in a carriage."

"Four barrels, plus twenty six-sacred flower dews!" Zhang Jiuling glared at Zhang Qian and decided to knock on the other party hard to relieve his anger. "For my brother, I will invite my colleagues and old friends to celebrate the hardships. How can two barrels be enough to drink?"

"Six barrels, six barrels of chrysanthemum white, plus fifty six-sacred flower dew!" Zhang Qian felt ashamed, and at the same time he was grateful that the other party could come to report the order to avoid being ugly and decisively increase the number of gifts.

Seeing that he knew his mistake could be corrected, Zhang Jiuling's face finally looked a little better. He rolled his eyelids and whispered, "It's me today. If someone else was there, you were suspected of castrating yourself and serving the emperor. I will definitely stay with you!"

"Brother Zishou has a lot of people, don't be as good as me! Don't be as good as me!" Zhang Qian admitted his mistake and just kept bowing.

Alas, they were all harmed by TV series! I always thought that the eunuch who sent the order must be the eunuch. At the same time, it was Zhang who was stupid. With the medical level of the Tang Dynasty, if Zhang Jiuling castrated himself with a knife, he would have to be kept for more than a month before he could go downstairs and walk around. How could he leave the palace to send the order so quickly?!

"Forget it, you probably can't understand the content of the imperial edict, so you'd better take it to Brother Yu!" Just as Zhang Qian was secretly repenting in his heart, Zhang Jiuling had completely relieved his anger. He grabbed the imperial edict from him again, slowly spread it on the incense table, and patiently interpreted it to him. "In the Tang Dynasty, the third rank and the third rank are awarded, from the fifth rank to the fifth rank and the seventh rank are usually awarded, recommended by the Ministry of Personnel, reviewed by the Shangshu Province, and then handed over to the emperor for seals. The eighth rank and the ninth rank are directly drafted by the Ministry of Personnel, and then filled in the unified format of the imperial edict..."

I understood, and I understood everything, Zhang Qian nodded like a fool.

The imperial edict was written long ago and stamped with the emperor's seal, but the name was empty. The Ministry of Personnel would fill in the name of whoever was qualified. In fact, the Emperor Li Xian of the Tang Dynasty might not even know whether he had such a minister under his command.

"The emperor is busy with all kinds of things, but he attaches great importance to alcohol and alcohol disinfection techniques!" Zhang Jiuling was so smart. When he saw Zhang Qian's expression, he guessed what he was thinking. He quickly smiled and comforted him in a low voice, "Daogong and Brother Yu were both so hard that they had experienced the effectiveness of the disinfection technique. He was promoted to the Minister of Works, while Brother Yu was in the Ministry of Personnel. As for the name and merit of Zhao You, the emperor had mentioned it in person many times, but because he had never been in office before, it was inconvenient to pull it too high at once, so he first handed it over to the Ministry of Personnel to the Military Equipment Supervisor as the eighth-rank chief clerk!"

"Oh..." Zhang Qian continued to realize suddenly, "So that's it, the eighth rank is the eighth rank. Brother Zishou, an eighth rank official, can you stop serving labor, right?!"

"The five supervisors and nine temples are standing together with the three provinces and six ministries, and directly obey the emperor. A mere clerk who is not a clerk who dares to bully you after eating a leopard?!" Zhang Jiuling was so angry that he put down his imperial edict and rolled his eyes at him. "Not only do he exempt all taxes, corvee labor, but he also exempted the taxes of the four male men from your family. In addition to his salary, there are eight hectares of land transferred to your name, but only two dou of millet will be converted to you every year based on each acre of land.

The court believes that you are knowledgeable and talented, and have a pure background, so you were given a dismissal position as a Martial Cavalry. The fourth sentence in the imperial edict talks about this. That is, in addition to the salary of an eighth-rank official, you can also receive another salary of a Seventh-rank official. If there is a vacancy in the future, you can make up for it first!" (Note: The Five Supervisors and Nine Temples are functional departments directly under the central government in ancient times. They are mainly responsible for astronomy, education, justice and technology)

"Thank you, Master, thank you all the officials of the Ministry of Personnel!" As long as you are not bullied for the time being, Zhang Qian would be very content. He stood up and bowed in the direction of the palace in a fake manner.

"Okay, stop doing the show, there are no outsiders here, who do you want to show it to?!" Zhang Jiuling rolled his eyes again and curled his lips disdainfully, "The official documents and seals are all on the horse's back. You will send someone to bring it in later. The official robe is also shown, and you will also be with the official robe. You will go to the tailor to tailor your clothes, and then go to the Military Arts Supervision and Report Account. By the way, you, the chief clerk, are directly responsible for the Military Arts Supervision Gunpowder Department. The office is a newly established department of Military Arts Supervision. According to the rules, you can also recommend two Ninth-rank supervisors to help. But no matter who they recommend, they must perform their duties before the end of this month, otherwise they will be regarded as being despised by the court and will never be hired in the future!"

"Thank you, Master Long!" Before Zhang Qian could figure out what he should do, Guo Nu and Ren Cong had already jumped up and bowed to the palace instead of him.

The ninth-grade supervisor is a Sesame Official. It is many times lower than the governors that the brothers wanted to buy before. However, the ninth-grade supervisor is actually in short supply. The governor I wanted to buy before, but I didn’t know that I had to wait until the year of the monkey and horse month!

Moreover, the ninth-rank supervisor is still a real shortage among the Beijing officials, and its rank is equivalent to that of the county magistrates in the lower county and county magistrates in the local area. Even if ordinary people pass the Mingjing exam, they may not be able to make up for it. And their senior brother is responsible for selecting talents for the country. In addition to recommending them, who else can they get?!

"You two, don't be busy with happiness!" He was very dissatisfied with Guo Nu and Ren Cong's escape, and Zhang Qian frowned and scolded in a low voice. Then, he quickly turned his eyes to Zhang Jiuling, "Brother Zishou, please let me say something more. Isn't alcohol disinfection a good use to treat injuries? How come it is attributed to gunpowder?"

"You are asked to go to the Imperial Medical Office and follow a group of old men to recite the medicine all day long. Would you like?" Zhang Jiuling rolled up his eyelids for the third time and responded unhappily, "Also, what else can alcohol be used for besides disinfecting the wound? Do you have no idea in your heart?"

"You, are you talking about setting fire?" He was shocked by the wisdom of the ancients again. After a while, Zhang Qian asked tentatively.

"You really don't know? This alcohol is your unique skill!" Zhang Jiuling frowned and looked at him. The words "doubt" were written clearly on his face, "or do you deliberately don't want to tell the power of this thing? A few days ago, Doctor Liu from the Imperial Medical Office, used alcohol to wash the wounds of the animals, and accidentally used it more. Then because it was getting late, he lit a candle. Immediately, the entire animal shed was blown up to the sky. A sheep, two dogs, and chickens and ducks were killed on the spot. Doctor Liu himself is still lying on the bed, and it is a problem whether he can get up again for the rest of his life!" The first update, I look forward to everyone's like it. Please vote for recommendation. Thank you for Qi Cheng's recommendation. :)
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