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"The emperor's decree wants you to take any position?"

Zhou Fencao was a little excited. He had been retiring for a long time and was far away from the evil of his career, but it was not his original intention. The passion for family and country in the hearts of scholars has never been cold. To be honest, he has been dormant just for the right time to come back.

Yuan Wenchang sent people to win over him many times, but Zhou Biancao avoided him; but Chen Sanlang now holds the emperor's will, and the meaning represented is very different.

"Haha, seventh-grade ear."

Chen Sanlang knew the belief of old-school Confucian scholars like Zhou Fencao, so he decided to use a roundabout strategy to trick people into the ship before talking about it.

"Seventh-rank county magistrate?"

Zhou Fen Cao Caidao was slightly disappointed - if you were admitted to the imperial examination, you would get a Jinshi exam, and if you were slightly inferior, you would basically be offered a position, either an eighth or a seventh rank. However, there were chief officials and adjutants. The honor of a county was the chief officials, which was a relatively high-quality choice for the new Jinshi.

The problem is that Chen Sanlang is not an ordinary new Jinshi, but he is the top scholar. He is a quasi-Hanlin. After entering the Hanlin Academy, he served as an editor. He was an official of the sixth rank. Now he is released as a seventh rank county magistrate. Wouldn’t he be demoted?

Chen Sanlang said leisurely: "A sword is added."

Zhou Fen Cao was moved suddenly, his eyes flashed: the emperor gave him a sword, and he killed him first and then reported him. This was the treatment of the imperial envoy.

If you want to deepen your thoughts, is it because the emperor wants to work hard to govern and clean up the country?

He was excited and his face turned red: This day. I have been looking forward to it for a long time... How can I turn the world around just Chen Sanlang?

No, this should be the emperor's first move. There must be thunder means later. No wonder Chen Sanlang came to find him to come out. How could he accomplish anything without help?

Chen Sanlang took a sip of tea: "The words are already clearly stated, but I don't know what to do with Cao Gong's wishes?"

Zhou fen Cao Li stood at the seat and bowed and said, "When you live in a high temple, you worry about the people; when you live in a far away world, you worry about the king. I am old and listen to the orders."

"good!"

Chen Sanlang clapped his hands and said, "I finally moved him." Although he was using the imperial court's skin, he was subtly moved and was not afraid of not returning home. In this way, he would take office soon and have a backbone of the governance team. As for the foundation, Lao Zhou is still in charge. It is safer.

At that moment, the two sides agreed that three days later, Zhou Fencao packed his luggage and led his entourage to Jingxian to meet.

That night, I stayed in Taoran Village. Chen Sanlang and Zhou Fen Cao Bingzhu talked at night, which was very speculative and quite like being close friends. However, Zhou Fen Cao strictly followed the etiquette. Since he agreed to be Chen Sanlang's guest aide, he had a distinction between the main and the second. In terms of title, he changed his words to be "Prince".

The next day, after breakfast at the village, Chen Sanlang took Xu Jun away and wanted to return to Jingxian. There were still a lot of business dealings at home, and the time was very tight.

As expected, three days later, Zhou Fencao arrived as promised. More than a dozen people were accompanied by Taoran Village, and there were three other carriages, full of loads. Zhou Fencao was determined to devote himself to joining in with all his heart, assist Chen Sanlang in his job and do the errand assigned by the emperor.

Since Chen Sanlang had not yet formally appointed, Zhou Fen Cao lived here first, and he would not mention it.

On the other hand, Xiaoyao Fudao has begun training in Taoist soldiers. The Yin-Yang Gourd was tempered easily. The magic trick was used to absorb hundreds of shrimp soldiers into it, divided it into several teams, and selected some strong shrimp demons as the captain.

The so-called Taoist soldiers have their own advantages and disadvantages. Taoist priests have low requirements for training now, so they only need to practice Taoist soldiers with basic tactical qualities. More importantly, they are to improve their grade by training and warming up gourd magic weapons.

Xiaoyao was born in Laoshan and was a direct inheritor. Although his cultivation level was not good due to the fire conditions, the inheritance he obtained was all orthodox and should not be underestimated. Laoshan is good at talismans, including Taoist warrior training and various formations, which practice and encircle, and are well organized.

On this day, Chaihe had already found out the situation of nearby river basins and various river gods, and came to report to Chen Sanlang for help.

The Jing River is thousands of miles away, with vast basins and countless tributaries. The Jing River can only be regarded as the smallest branch. In the nearby area, there is a larger tributary called "Mingshui". Mingshui has a magical spirit, which is a yellow eel spirit. He has been practicing for three hundred years, is brave and good at fighting, and has practiced a vicious long-range magic "Yinsha Flying Knife". It is elusive and amazing.

After the first instance, Chen Sanlang slapped the table: "It's it, I will start the first battle with it."

"Okay!"

Crabs and elated.

Chen Sanlang looked at him and said, "Chaihe, go back and prepare for war with Xiongping, raise energy and livestock, and follow my orders."

"Get orders!"

Crabs and Tiantian went out happily to return to the River Temple.

After he left, Xu Jun asked, "Sanlang, aren't you unable to use magic anymore?"

"good."

"Then how to fight this battle?"

Chen Sanlang smiled slightly: "Don't worry, I don't have to fight for everything. In that case, I won't be busy to death."

This is reasonable. As the saying goes, "A son of a thousand gold cannot sit in the hall." Chen Sanlang is not a son of a thousand gold at present. However, when fighting, there is no need to do anything personally and hold the sharp edge. Now, there are two generals, Crab and Xiongping, plus a Xiaoyao Fudao and a Gourd Taoist soldier. If you don't believe it, you can't deal with the eel spirit.

At this time, the doorman came to report that a yamen runner came to the door and said that Lord Lu had invited him.

"Let's go to the yamen!"

A glimmer flashed through Chen Sanlang's eyes.

Xu Jun followed her in men's clothing, and she is now Chen Sanlang's personal bodyguard.

In the backyard of Jingxian County Yamen, Lord Lu kept paced with his hands on his back, looking a little restless. His life has not been easy over the past few days.

As the emperor of a county, Lord Lu came here by chance. You should know that in a short time, two county magistrates were replaced. The reason why he was able to wear this black hat was inseparable from the nodding of the Yuan family. Lord Lu understood this more than anyone else, so in his eyes, there was only the Yuan family and no court.

However, as a local official, Lord Lu asked himself that he was not allowed to go to the table, and he was still far from the level of the Yuan family's confidant. Anyway, if there are any instructions in Yangzhou, it is all implemented.

For example: the indulgence of Chen Sanlang Jiye; for example: At that time, people from Yangzhou worked hard to cooperate with each other...

However, Lord Lu was destined to have no idea about some of the secret matters. The group of people who came to Yangzhou to perform the mission overnight were not seen. Even though he was very confused, he did not dare to ask. As for his attitude towards Chen Sanlang, there were different changes.

Just yesterday, he received a letter from Yangzhou. The letter was written by Yuan Wenchang and had a large seal.

After reading the letter, Lord Lu suddenly understood and immediately sent someone to invite Chen Sanlang today.

"Chen Hanlin is here, I am missing and welcome you. Please forgive me!"

Lord Lu welcomed Chen Sanlang into the living room with a smile on his face, with a very respectful attitude. The news that Chen Sanlang passed the top scorer and was awarded the Hanlin Academy's compilation was announced.

"You are kind to you, Lord Lu. Over the years, I have been looking after you, so I have long wanted to thank you."

Chen Sanlang also said with a smile.

Xu Jun curled his lips at the side: She couldn't do these false etiquettes.

After some greetings, the host and the guest sat down, and after using tea, they continued to gossip.

Chen Sanlang said something east or west, and he was not in a hurry at all, just waiting for Lord Lu to speak the main topic.

Lord Lu coughed dryly: "Chen Hanlin, I don't know how long I will linger in glory this time? When will I go to Beijing to report my work?"

Chen Sanlang put down his cup and replied calmly: "Maybe two or three months..."

When Lord Lu heard this, he felt happy, and suddenly heard the other party say, "Maybe two or three years..."

He raised his eyebrows: "What do you mean?"

Chen Sanlang spread his hands: "It's not a big deal, it's just the truth."

Lord Lu snorted: "Chen Hanlin, I have something to persuade you."

"Please make it clear."

"Although my hometown is good, it is not a place to stay for a long time."

Chen Sanlang said "Oh": "What if you want to stay?"

Lord Lu suddenly smiled and made a big turn of 180 degrees, and his face was full of spring breeze: "It's okay to stay, the governor wants to invite you to Yangzhou for a lecture."

Chen Sanlang sighed: "Yangzhou fireworks are gorgeous and the wind is boundless. Speaking of which, I really miss it."

Lord Lu smiled even brighter: "Lord Yuan is waiting for it, just to see when Chen Hanlin will set off and visit Yangzhou."

Chen Sanlang said in surprise: "Mr. Lu, I think you misunderstood. I have no plans to go to Yangzhou."

Lord Lu's expression changed: "Chen Hanlin, I am kind to persuade him, so I should not be ignorant of esteem."

When Yuan Wenchang invited Chen Sanlang to Yangzhou, he naturally guessed some clues. The main intention was two aspects: one was to attract and take it for himself; on the other hand, if Chen Sanlang was unwilling to surrender, then he would not have to come back.

Chen Sanlang laughed loudly, tears burst out from laughing.

Lord Lu was angry and slapped the table: "Chen Hanlin, please respect yourself, this is the county government. How can it be so rude?"

The sound of this slap was amazing.

Swish swish swish swish!

Four yamen runners who had been ambushing on both sides immediately appeared, each with fierce eyes. These were all confidants who were arranged to work in the county yamen. The hands were stained with blood and the breath was strong. They were not the old fried dough sticks who could make a living.

"Yeah, can't you say you're going to start the fight?"

Xu Junyi was not afraid, and took a step forward to protect Chen Sanlang.

Lord Lu was righteous and shouted loudly: "Chen Hanlin, don't think that if you pass the top scorer in the exam, you can be arrogant and arrogant. This is my yamen. Since you are ungrateful, please go out and don't give it to me."

Chen Sanlang sat peacefully, drank tea casually, and then slowly said, "Mr. Lu, I think you were wrong. This place is indeed the yamen, but from now on, it is not yours, but mine."

"What?"

Lord Lu almost jumped up and pointed at Chen Sanlang's nose: "Don't talk nonsense here, who gave you such courage!"

“It’s it.”
Chapter completed!