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Chapter 278 If you don’t return in five days, please burn three sticks of incense for me

 Chapter 278 If you don’t return in five days, please burn three sticks of incense for me

In the prefect's Yamen at night, Luo Li leaned against the corridor and fell asleep. Suddenly he opened his eyes and saw that the person who came was Nangong Ming, so he closed them again.

"Are you going?"

Luo Li's voice sounded, and Nangong Ming nodded without any trace.

"Just protect him, I'll go find out what's true."

"Be careful, it's a trap."

Nangong Ming did not reply, with an indifferent expression. He slowly pulled out the long knife and made a sword, "I met a man named Zhou when I was in Liehong a few days ago. He has good skills. Now he has become the soul of the dead under my sword."
Luo Li nodded and stopped trying to persuade him. People at their level always have their own obsessions. Nangong Ming is like this, and so is he.

"How much?"

"One hundred and eighty."

The corner of Luo Li's mouth curved, and his faint smile showed sympathy for Nangong Ming.

The two of them sat not far apart until dawn, when white roosters croaked in the sky, Nangong Ming suddenly stood up, grabbed a long knife and walked outside.

"If you don't come home in five days, please burn three sticks of incense for me."

Nangong Ming's voice came back, Luo Li's eyelids moved slightly when he heard the words, but he still sat quietly before speaking slowly.

"Okay."

...

On the third day after Chen Ping visited the Zheng Mansion, Zheng Canghai came to the prefect's Yamen with several gentry who had also returned to their hometowns after serving as officials.

When he saw Chen Ping sitting on the right side of Yang Anguo, Zheng Canghai's hanging heart was completely relieved. He cupped his hands to Yang Anguo, then nodded to Chen Ping and sat down.

"The day before yesterday, Mr. Chen conveyed a message to the Lord of the Palace. I immediately found several gentlemen with considerable wealth in Lingzhou. The reason why I came to see the Lord now is because of the one hundred thousand shi that I had withheld for smuggling grain."
"Oh, thank you very much, Brother Zheng, for supporting the court. I will report to the court another day and have a few kind words for you. Please have tea."

Yang Anguo acted very calmly and said with full aura. Seeing this situation, Zheng Canghai's eyelids jumped and he glanced at Chen Ping, his eyes full of suspicion.

Didn’t we agree? Why does Governor Yang have such an attitude now?

Chen Ping smiled and said nothing, ignoring Zheng Canghai's "ask for help". Everyone present knew how much profit there was from one hundred thousand shi of grain.

Not long after he came back the day before yesterday, Yang Anguo approached him and said that Lingzhou's deficit was a bit large, but he couldn't take more of the share, otherwise it would be difficult for the court to communicate, so the current situation resulted from repeated visits.
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Yang Anguo remained silent and sang all the white faces. When Chen Ping saw this, he opened his mouth and put on a red face.

The two sang and harmonized to keep Zheng Canghai and others under control, but in the end they could only hold their noses to recognize it, and agreed to purchase the 100,000 shi of grain at a price slightly lower than the market price.

When it was over, Chen Ping smiled as he looked at Zheng Canghai and his group who turned around three times to say goodbye.

There is no way, if this kind of country squire who wants to become an official has no connections in the court and no disciples to support him, he can still show his authority in front of the people in the local area, but he still has to be honest and submissive when meeting the current officials.

What's more, Chen Ping and Yang Anguo were already merciful to them and did not strictly control their psychological expectations. Otherwise, these one hundred thousand shi of food would be like tasteless and wasteful waste to them, which would be uncomfortable.

What?

Although the price has been finalized with Zheng Canghai and others, the smuggling case has not yet been solved. The one hundred thousand shi of grain needs to be kept as evidence for the time being in the hands of the government until the case is solved and the Qianling Road Supervisory Censor is invited for confirmation.

Only then can it be changed hands.

Therefore, when Zheng Canghai and the others can pay and receive food depends on the speed of the Lingzhou government's investigation.

Zheng Mansion, when several carriages stopped, Zheng Canghai and others got out of the car.

"Hmph! Not to mention the price is so low, but we are still required to sell part of the grain to those idiots at the market price. How can we make any profit?"

"What's that kid's background? He's actually sitting next to Mr. Yang. He's so sharp-tongued and hard to deal with!"

"Brother Zheng, I thought you came to us for good reasons, but now it seems that this business is thankless!"

Zheng Canghai laughed and sneered at the shallow knowledge of a few people, "Want to know the name of that young man? Come in and I will tell you!"

The few people were all suspicious after hearing this. After entering the mansion, they saw Zheng Canghai bowing his hands to the north.

"This spring, there are two to three thousand people participating in the competition. The competition is fierce. Do you know who will win the Huiyuan crown among the thousands?"

"He's a scholar named Chen Ping from Qianzhou, right? This guy is really terrifying. He has achieved such an achievement at the age of eighteen, tsk tsk!"

"We will naturally know this year's meeting. What you said...wait a minute!"

"Could it be that the white-faced scholar is Chen Ping?!"

Zheng Canghai booed several times and muttered: "Don't tell me if you've seen it through. The situation in Beijing is complicated. Chen Ping has traveled thousands of miles to Lingzhou. How deep is the involvement behind it that you and I can't fathom?"

After hearing this, several people quickly expressed their understanding and their expressions became serious.

"How old were each of us when we won the Jinshi? How old was Chen Ping? Although the imperial examination was postponed, it is inevitable based on his performance that he will get the Jinshi. The top three is also a high probability, and even the number one scholar is also very likely."
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"This kind of son will be a highly respected minister in the future and serve as prime minister. What does it matter if he suffers a small loss now?"

Zheng Canghai sighed, and there was always an indescribable bitterness in his mouth when talking about Chen Ping's achievements.

We are the same people, why is the gap so big?

When he thought of his stupid sons, Zheng Canghai became extremely angry.

After hearing Zheng Canghai's explanation, everyone present stared and opened their mouths, sighing as if they were enlightened.

"Thanks to Brother Zheng for reminding me, tut! Not to mention not making money anymore, you have to do it even if you lose money!"

"That's right, doesn't Chen Ping want us to do business with Mulu Tusi? Help!"

"Based on this child's talents and abilities, if..."

Chen Ping, who is in the magistrate's office, is browsing the introductions of a number of countries in the southwest of the country. He will rush back to the capital soon. No matter when the imperial examination starts, he will apply to be transferred to a local government after the imperial examination.<

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Because according to normal procedures, the outstanding Jinshi in the first, second and third class will all go to the Hanlin Academy to study, and as the first place in the examination, he will naturally be in this ranks.

But this opportunity that normal people are eager to rush for is not that important in Chen Ping's eyes.

Rather than studying in the Hanlin Academy for three years before entering the court as an official, he wanted to go to the local area to experience it personally. Even after graduating from the Hanlin Academy, he would not only gain the reputation of being noble, but he would also be superior to others in the officialdom and be ranked among the top officials when promoted.

With all the advantages ahead, three years is still too long for Chen Ping.

In addition, there are undercurrents surging in the capital at the moment, and I don’t know how many forces are competing for power. If he stays here as a member of the guild, he will definitely be involved in disputes, so it is obviously a wise choice to avoid the capital, a place of right and wrong.

Chen Ping was not worried that he would be decentralized, because if he volunteered to serve in a local area, it would mean that he would free up a seat in the Hanlin Academy. No one would stop him and would applaud him instead.

This is one of the reasons why Chen Ping is so concerned about being in Lingzhou. If he could be an official in Qianzhou, he would naturally choose Qianzhou. After all, it is his hometown and there are many old relatives and friends. However, serving as an official in a different place has been a tradition in all dynasties.

Rules.

So the next best thing is Lingzhou, which is next door to Qianzhou.

There are many reasons. One is that it is close to Qianzhou, the other is that he has good relations with Chieftain Mulu, and the third is that the chief officials here are Yang Anguo and Tang Hao. In short, it is convenient.

"Chen Ping, Brother Nangong is gone!"

Chen Ping was thinking about how to develop in Lingzhou in the future, when Zhao Jin's voice suddenly sounded outside the door.

He couldn't calm down after hearing this. Nangong Ming left? What do you mean?!

"Brother Zhao, what's going on?"


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