The next day, the weather was sunny and the temperature had risen, making it suitable for going out.
Liu Quan told Qi Yu that she had already contacted a private school for Xiaotong and negotiated the arrangements for her to be educated, so she could enroll at any time.
"Madam, what is that gentleman's character like?"
"Well, the reputation is very good."
"Then, what kind of fame does he have?"
"I heard that he was an unsuccessful deputy candidate. Seeing that there was no hope of becoming an official, he concentrated on teaching and educating people."
Tsk tsk, incredible!
Compared with other places, the resource allocation in the capital is different. Even a teacher in a private school has to start from scratch!
It is conceivable that if a scholar works in a place like this, he may not even be able to find a decent job.
However, it is not difficult to see from this that the culture and education in Beijing are very prosperous, which is very beneficial to children's education.
If Xiaotong is taught by Juren, why should I feel uneasy?
This matter is settled like this.
Liu Quan added: "Meng Jiming sent someone to send an invitation, saying that he wanted to ask you to take some time to visit the house."
"Hmm..." Qi Yu took it and took a look at it. He couldn't help being startled when he saw the words "Happy to Become an Official" written on the post.
Did he know it so quickly?
Think about it, once the appointment letter of the Ministry of Personnel is announced, who in the officialdom can be kept secret?
How will officials comment on themselves?
Without even thinking about it, it must be a lot of teasing and ridicule.
This is not just a random guess, it is based on evidence.
Thinking back to the past, there were constant positive rumors about him in the capital. Later, he won the title of Dingjia, which was a moment of glory. Now that he has been released from official position, he has directly become the chief clerk of Xingtaipu Temple. I'm afraid they will laugh. Lost my teeth.
There is no way, who makes this sense of gap so big?
As the saying goes, the higher you praise, the harder you will fall.
In the eyes of others, I am that miserable person.
But, we don’t care!
Go your own way and let others say whatever they like and ignore it.
After lunch time, Qi Yu went to Meng Jiming's mansion with gifts.
The two had not seen each other for nearly half a year, and they were quite happy to meet again after a long absence. They exchanged a few brief greetings, and then let them go into the main hall to serve tea.
While chatting, the topic of Qi Yu's official release came up.
Meng Jiming said first: "No matter what considerations I have now, from the looks of it, I don't really want to reuse you."
Qi Yu also smiled bitterly and said: "To be honest, as a small official with no future, it would be better for me to go to the local government. Even if I am a county magistrate, I can still display my ambitions."
Complaining won't help. You can't decide where you want to be an official and what kind of official you want to be.
The emperor has the final say.
Meng Jiming added: "Don't be discouraged, dear brother. You are still young. Just wait for the opportunity. I believe that with your talent, it is impossible to waste it like this."
Although this is just a word of comfort, it is also based on some facts. I am indeed very young.
Yes, youth is capital.
Then, Meng Ji explicitly and more implicitly mentioned the rumors in the officialdom, that is, the cynicism and ridicule of Qi Yu by people within the circle.
Meng Jiming's move was meant to comfort or enlighten.
Qi Yu smiled nonchalantly, then patted his chest and said: "Standing tall against a wall, I have to be strong without desires. Foolish brother, I am not the kind of person who is greedy for power. My purpose is only to display my ambitions. There is nothing else. I really have no desires." "
Seeing his open-mindedness, Meng Jiming smiled happily: "As far as I know, there were many people who were optimistic about you before and wanted to win you over, but now, haha..."
Qi Yu also understood this sentence.
What does that mean?
In short, everyone will actively approach people who are of use value. Once they find that they are not of use value, everyone will stay away from them.
This point is common to both ancient and modern times.
However, Meng Jiming is an exception.
Because Qi Yu can be regarded as a disciple of his father Meng Lanshan. From this relationship point of view, the two of them can be regarded as people on the same line. Even if he does not try his best to help each other, he will never add insult to injury.
Today’s invitation is proof of that.
Qi Yu also understood very well that in official circles, this was already a rare good relationship.
The matter of becoming an official was settled, and there was no point in talking about it, so Qi Yu started talking about other topics.
For example: the way to make money.
This is very important. You need to know, do you still owe money on your house?
With just that little salary, I don’t know how long it will take to make it back in the year of the monkey!
Therefore, it is urgent to solve the problem of financial resources.
What Qi Yu means is that he wants to resume painting and make some colorful paintings for sale. This is his skill. Apart from this, he really can't think of any other way.
However, Meng Jiming rejected this idea immediately.
The reason is still because of the "Cricket Picture".
It took a lot of effort to cover up the matter. If I use the paintbrush again, there is a chance that those careful people will check the handwriting. If that happens, it will be troublesome.
Yes, your own safety is more important than anything else.
But besides painting, what else can I do?
Regarding this, Meng Jiming came up with several feasible methods, such as using holidays to teach and educate people, or inscribing inscriptions and copying steles for wealthy businessmen.
However, these are casual jobs, you won't make much money, and you will lose your face in the officialdom, so it's best not to take this step unless you have to.
This doesn't work, that doesn't work either, I feel really at a loss...
After coming out of Meng Jiming's house, Qi Yu took a walk and took a walk to relax.
As the backbone of the family, you must find ways to make money, otherwise, the whole family will suffer.
Alas, it’s difficult...
In moments of confusion like this, it would be great if there was someone who could give me some advice. By brainstorming with each other, we might be able to figure out a way out.
But I don’t know many people in the capital, so who can I turn to?
Um?
How about... talk to Yin Jun?
It seems that he is the only one.
Before returning home, he had sent him a gift. According to etiquette, he should be treated to a meal as a thank you.
Qi Yu raised his head and looked at the sky. The sun was setting at this time, and Yin Jun was probably going to leave for office soon.
Haha, it’s better to choose a day than to hit it, today is the day.
…
By the way, Yin Jun, who works in the Metropolitan Procuratorate, is going to the office on time.
As soon as I walked out of the gate of Du Yamen, I saw a man who looked like a waiter suddenly appeared and bowed to him.
Yin Jun was startled, stopped, and asked: "Brother, why are you stopping me?"
The waiter nodded and bowed, and said with a smile: "Returning to Mr. Yin, I am here on the entrustment of a young master, and I would like to invite you to have a drink in our hotel."
Oh, someone is treating me to dinner.
normal phenomenon.
Yin Jun was stunned, nodded and then asked: "I wonder which young master it is? Does he have a name?"
Unexpectedly, the waiter shook his head flatly, expressing his ignorance.
How can anyone invite someone like this?
I can’t even tell you my name!
Yin Jung was about to get angry, but he heard the waiter say again: "Master Yin, please listen to me. That young master claims to be your uncle. He said that you will definitely know who he is after hearing this."
"Qi Yu?"
Yin Jun responded without thinking. After a slight hesitation, he nodded and asked the waiter to lead the way.
"Master Yin, please!"
"Oh, by the way, you have never seen me before, how did you recognize me?" Yin Jun asked again out of caution.
The waiter seemed to have something to hide, and seemed a little hesitant. However, when he saw the displeasure on Yin Jun's face, he hurriedly replied: "The uncle said... as long as he sees someone who looks very feminine,
Young Master, that must be you, Mr. Yin."
"Bah! You dead villager, how dare you say that to me!" Yin Junqiao stared and spat with gritted teeth.