The Metropolitan Procuratorate is the supervisory department, also known as Yushitai. In the former Ming Dynasty, the six subjects were collectively called "Ke Dao".

Qingliu refers to this group of people.

In the Ming Dynasty, the top leaders of the Metropolitan Procuratorate were the Zuo and Youdu censors, both of whom were ministerial-level officials of the second rank. They were divided into the left and right deputy censors of the third rank, the left and right censors of the fourth rank, and then

Downstairs is the censor.

Although the Qing Dynasty adopted the Ming Dynasty system, it made some changes to the establishment of the Metropolitan Procuratorate in its specific operation. That is, the censor of the left capital was responsible for supervising the capital officials, and the censor of the right capital was responsible for supervising local officials.

However, unlike the left and right censors, who each have one Manchu and Han Dynasty, the right censor is not one person, but a group of people.

Half of the governors and governors among the officials in the feudal territories have the title of Youdu Yushi.

A governor or governor with a title is one level higher than one without a title.

That is to say, the title of Youdu Yushi is basically an honorary official position and is only awarded to governors and governors.

Forty years before Qianlong's reign, there was only one person who actually worked in the Metropolitan Procuratorate as Youdu Yushi. This person was Wang Jie, who questioned Jia Liu in public when Jia Liu was brought to Yingtai.

That is He Shen's mortal enemy.

Compared with Wang Jie, Liu Yong and Ji Xiaolan should be said to be He Shen's allies.

The old rich man lured Jia Liu to become the governor of Baoding, and offered him the title of Minister of the Ministry of War plus the title of Yushi of the Right Capital, which was the highest title that a governor-general official could obtain.

No less than Shaobao Shaofu.

According to the principle of Manchus being noble and Han being humble, and the fact that the right censor of the right capital does not actually work in the headquarters, Jiang Hu, the left deputy censor mentioned by the eldest brother-in-law, is actually the fourth person in the leadership team of the Metropolitan Procuratorate.

During the meeting, you have the right to vote.

According to the eldest brother-in-law, Jiang Yu was born into the famous Jiang family in Changshu. His grandfather, Jiang Tingxi, and his father, Jiang Pu, were both officials and became bachelors.

Essentially, he does not belong to a family of traitors, because he was a Jinshi in the late Kangxi period, which is essentially different from the old man Jia Liu who was a deputy general of the Ming Dynasty but took the initiative to surrender to the Qing Dynasty to become a traitor before the Ming Dynasty was still alive.

Jiang Yu himself was a second-class Jinshi in the 16th year of Qianlong's reign. After being selected as a Shujishi, he has been serving in the Imperial College. The year before last, he had just been promoted from the post of bachelor's degree at the Hanlin Academy to Zuo Fudu Censor.

Both my grandfather and I were bachelors, and I myself was a Jinshi. My career has been in the Imperial College and the Hanlin Academy. Based on Jia Liu's knowledge, Jiang Yu can be said to be the backbone of the elite.

A man of nobility secretly spends a thousand taels to meet him through his brother-in-law. What is the purpose?

Besides wanting to make progress, Jia Liu couldn't think of anything else.

But this is a good thing.

Jiang Hu was able to capture the huge political value of Jia Jia Shikai with his keen political sense from the chaos in the capital that was constantly being sorted out. It must be said that he was a smart man.

Jia Liu likes to deal with smart people, because there are definitely benefits.

Of course, Jia Liu definitely does not advocate the bad custom of buying and selling officials.

Therefore, he first asked his eldest brother-in-law how Jiang Yu was rated as an official.

The eldest brother-in-law gave a positive and very high evaluation, and said that this Jiang Hu was good at painting, and his paintings were also very popular in the capital, and could be sold for thousands of taels a piece on the market.

Jia Liu didn't say anything after hearing this. He just asked his servants to get pen and ink, then spread out the rice paper, and with a few strokes, he drew a small animal that looked like a bird and a chicken.

"Brother-in-law, how much do you think your brother-in-law's painting could be sold for?"

Jia Liu was satisfied with his painting skills. At least, this phoenix looked very similar.

"Can this be sold for money?"

Although the eldest brother-in-law knows that his brother-in-law is now in a high position and he owes everything to his success, he and the sixth son are close relatives and cannot speak out of conscience. Frankly speaking, this painting is probably worthless.

Because, what did you draw?

Even my brother-in-law can't see it, but others can?

"It's worthless. My brother-in-law is looking down on his six sons."

Jia Liu smiled, took out his seal and signed under the painting.

Afterwards, he summoned Zhao Jinzhong and ordered him to take the painting to Asha, the Minister of Civil Affairs, and ask him how much money he was willing to pay for it.

Ask Zhao Jinzhong to go back quickly.

When Zhao Jinzhong went to do some business, Jia Liu didn't say anything to his brother-in-law. He personally made tea for him. He didn't talk about the court situation, but only asked about the recent situation at home.

Just as he was talking, two nephews, Dabao and Erbao, came.

The two nephews had not seen their uncle for a while, and when they were about to come over happily, they saw their father. As a result, the two brothers changed their expressions. Like a mouse seeing a cat, one said he had a stomachache and went to the latrine, and the other said he had to pay for the homework assigned by the teacher. Write.

Anyway, he wanted to stay away from his father. When the father saw this, he was very angry. If his brother-in-law hadn't been there, he would have gone looking for a stick.

The nickname Jia Liu gave his son Keqing was also called Dabao, which was more similar to his eldest nephew. However, there are no rules for nicknames. There are many people in Beijing who call him Dabao.

The names of the two nephews were chosen by the eldest brother-in-law Wang Zhian himself. One was named Wang Quanzhong and the other was named Wang Quanxiao.

The whole word "generation", "loyalty" and "filial piety" each have one word.

Jia Liu looked at it with a smile. As an uncle, he had a relatively liberal mind and really didn't care whether his nephew could study.

When I had nothing to do, I asked my brother-in-law about their two nephews' studies.

Dabao and Erbao, with the help of He Shen, went to the Xian'an Palace Official School to study. This was the highest academic institution in the Qing Dynasty, and its gold content was somewhat higher than that of the Imperial College.

"Don't mention your nephews' studies. I get a headache when you mention it..."

The eldest brother-in-law hates that iron cannot become steel. He said that neither Dabao nor Erbao could inherit his knowledge. They were restless all the time and could not listen to what the husband said.

He also said that Erbao was doing better and knew how to go home after school. Dabao disappeared as soon as school was over and he was said to be fooling around with the dudes from the bannermen all day long.

"If you continue like this, your nephew will be just like you before."

My brother-in-law, Wang Zhian, also tells the truth.

"That's right, nephews. If they can read well, it's better. If they can't read well, should we arrange for them to become officials? If they don't know how to do anything else, then they can't become officials either?"

Jia Liuneng didn't take his nephew seriously.

It has been planned for a long time. Dabao has a restless temper, just like him before. You can't imagine this kind of temper even if you beat him to death.

Thinking that Dabao will be fourteen years old next year, didn't the old rich allow him, the governor of Zhili, to expand the navy in the name of protecting business? Then he would set up a Beiyang Naval Academy in Tianjin to train his nephew to become a naval general and lead him in the future. Wouldn't it be nice for the fleet to meet the two bandits of England and France?

Wouldn't it be nice if the older Erbao was assigned to the army and helped his uncle conquer the country and win titles?

As long as you can contribute to the country, it really doesn't matter whether you can study or not.

"Um..."

Regardless of the pedantic head and temper of the former eldest brother-in-law, he would have said a few words about Jia Liu as his uncle, but unexpectedly he didn't say anything this time, and actually acquiesced that Jia Liu, his uncle, had made arrangements for the nephews.

This is the custom all over the flag.

Among those who are powerful or well-connected children in their families, who can’t read enough to know who is not an official under the arrangement of their fathers?

Those who are good at reading may not necessarily have a better future than those who are poor at reading.

I don’t know if I should say that Zhao Jinzhong was quick in his work, or that Asiha was enlightened enough to buy the divine bird picture just painted by Jia Liu for a high price of five thousand taels, and asked Zhao Jinzhong to come back with a message, how many paintings did the prince-in-law have?

How much does he charge?

Looking at the five thousand taels of silver notes given by the Minister of Civil Affairs, the eldest brother-in-law was really stunned for a while.

He said that his brother-in-law's paintings were worthless, so what happened to the five thousand taels?

"Brother-in-law, do you understand?"

Jia Liu just wanted his eldest brother-in-law to understand the most practical truth. Why did the paintings of the left deputy censor Jiang Ju sell for a thousand taels in the market? Wasn't it because he was an official?

And the paintings painted by officials are also divided into three, six or nine grades.

Jiang Yu was a third-grade official, and his paintings were worth a thousand taels.

My brother-in-law's painting is worth five thousand taels.

Because, the official is big.

"If you are a commoner, like my eldest brother-in-law, you will be worthless even if the painting saint Wu Daozi is reincarnated."

The words of his brother-in-law made Wang Zhi'an silent for a long time. Finally, he smiled bitterly and asked his brother-in-law if he had met Jiang Hao.

"See, why not see?"

It's rare for the eldest brother-in-law to open a business. Can his brother-in-law Jia Liu help hold up the business?

After all, if the eldest brother-in-law has money, it means that his eldest sister has money.

With money, wouldn't life be easier?

Jia Liu can give money to his eldest sister, but it is better to give his eldest brother-in-law a fishing rod to catch fish every day than to give him a few fish every now and then.

What is a fishing rod?

It's just the word "humanity".

The higher Jia Liu's status, the more people will ask him for services, but many people cannot ask him directly because they are not familiar with him.

Furthermore, it is even more inappropriate to go directly to your door to ask for help. It is a taboo in officialdom, so there must be an intermediary.

Jia Jia's brother-in-law is the best middleman.

Seeing that there was still time, Jia Liu did not waste any time and asked Zhao Jinzhong to take his name tag and drive to Jiang Ju's house in the outer city. Needless to say anything else, he just said that his father-in-law would be waiting at home.
To be continued...