Chapter 45 Ye Qing, how old are you? Are you married?
Chen Yuming had a sullen face, shook his head seriously and said:
"No, I have clear rewards and punishments. You solved this murder case and saved an innocent life. It was also because of you that Mr. Li sent 200,000 taels of silver to the government office and was able to repair the river embankment and save Huaiyang.
Many people."
"This is your credit, great credit, I must commend you!"
Ye Qing, who was getting more and more worried, suddenly had a flash of inspiration and said quickly: "Master Prefect, can you exchange the commendation for me?"
"Huh?" Chen Yuming put his hands behind his back, the majesty of his high position spread out, and he stared at Ye Qing coldly.
Seeing this gaze, Ye Qing calmed down and said with great respect:
"I have solved this case and will soon enter the government office to work for you. I would like to have a chance to choose which of the six rooms in the government office I will enter."
"Your Majesty, please allow me!"
Saying that, Ye Qing cupped his fists and bowed.
According to the instructions given by his mentor Xie Qian to Chen Yuming before leaving, Chen Yuming would readily agree to Ye Qing's request as long as it was not excessive.
But now, Chen Yuming, who wanted to tease Ye Qing, raised his voice slightly and said coldly:
"Are you teaching me how to do things?!"
Ye Qing, who had a cold sweat on his back, hurriedly saluted and said:
"I don't dare, kid. If my words are inappropriate, please forgive me, the prefect."
Seeing the beads of sweat forming on Ye Qing's forehead, Chen Yuming nodded slightly with satisfaction, walked back to his seat and sat down.
He spread his arms, placed them on the armrests, and said solemnly:
"Ye Qing, I promised you that if you solve the murder case, you can join the government as a subordinate official."
"Although this Li Mansion murder case is simple, it is indeed a case approved by me, and I want you to help the government earn 200,000 taels of silver. Tell me, which room do you want to go to?"
Ye Qing, who had been waiting for a long time, finally waited for Chen Yuming to agree to this matter.
He said without hesitation: "Thank you, Lord Magistrate, for your cultivation. I am willing to enter the torture chamber."
"oh?"
Chen Yuming originally wanted Ye Qing to go to the reception room outside the sixth room, which was responsible for distributing copywriting.
This Chengfa House takes over from the previous one, collects and distributes documents from various ministries, and has the best contact with officials and subordinates at all levels in Huaiyang Prefecture, including Yangzhou officials. It can also quickly learn the ways of being an official, especially the Chengfa House.
Among them, there are two officials.
After all, Ye Qing's calligraphy was excellent and he could speak it well. Being a clerk in the reception room would not only be able to work for him, but also ghost-write notes for him and deliver them to Kyoto.
In this way, the amazing calligraphy of his hand will quickly enter the eyes of His Majesty, coupled with his special cultivation.
Chen Yuming promised that Ye Qing could be promoted to the position of official in six months at the earliest and one year at the latest. After that, it would be extremely easy to enter the ninth level and get twice the result with half the effort.
He raised his eyebrows, knowing that Ye Qing was calm and wanted to enter the torture chamber, so he must have thought carefully and had his own reasons.
Moreover, this time Ye Qing solved the Li Mansion murder case, and showed his delicate thoughts, decisive methods, and calm performance, which makes him a good prospect in the execution room.
Thinking of this, Chen Yuming said no more.
However, like his mentor Xie Qian, he is actually a bohemian Huaiyang magistrate. Thinking of the poem that Ye Qing said before that made Li Jiaxu regret it, he suddenly thought:
"It's okay if you want to go to the torture chamber, or if you don't want me to commend you in the government office. If you write a poem to praise me, I will agree to both of these things."
Hearing this, Ye Qing, who had just woken up from a dream, looked up and saw that Chen Yuming's face no longer had a trace of dignity, but instead had an expression full of fun.
He knew that he had been tricked by the Qingtian magistrate again.
The coercion and inducement just now are all waiting for him here!
Ye Qing, who wished he could give Chen Yuming a set of five lightning whips, could only endure his resentment at the moment, pursed his lips tightly, and said in a steady voice:
"Thank you, Lord Magistrate, for giving me this opportunity. Let me think about it for a while."
Chen Yuming, who was very satisfied with Ye Qing's performance, stroked his beard, his face full of satisfaction.
"The boy is teachable!"
Your uncle is so teachable!
Ye Qing, who was cursing in his heart, took a deep breath and thought about the poems from his previous life.
After a while, a poem appeared in Ye Qing's mind. He frowned and thought to himself:
"I gave this poem to Chen Yuming. Doesn't it mean you think too highly of him?"
Thinking about it, Ye Qing stared at Chen Yuming, who was wearing a dark official robe and a serious face.
What came to mind was that after Chen Yuming came to Huaiyang City, he faced many corrupt officials and the coercion and inducement from powerful and aristocratic families.
He still acted boldly and offended countless people, but also restored a bright future to Huaiyang.
They worked hard to make Huaiyang city prosperous and prosperous, and the people lived and worked in peace and contentment, so that there were few beggars on the streets and the houses were not closed at night.
Such a good official who works for the people can afford this poem!
Admiration appeared in Ye Qing's eyes. He clasped his fists and bowed to Chen Yuming with reverence and said, "Master Magistrate, you've made a fool of yourself."
Chen Yuming, whose eyes suddenly brightened, immediately sat upright and said: "Nian!"
Ye Qing straightened up, still looking at Chen Yuming with an expression of reverence, and said loudly:
"Thousands of hammers carved out the deep mountains, and the fire burned them as if it were nothing."
Boom!
Chen Yuming, who received the thunderous initiation, trembled all over and looked at Ye Qing with complicated eyes.
In my mind, I thought of the persecution I suffered from my colleagues, the suppression by my superiors, the betrayal of my subordinates, and the coercion and inducement of those powerful people during my decades as an official.
From a low-level subordinate in a small border county, he climbed up step by step to the fourth-grade prefect of Huaiyang under the personal supervision of His Majesty, one of the eight major cities of Shenqi.
Those inhumane pains and sufferings brought tears to Chen Yuming's eyes.
At this time, Ye Qing, who had taken a breath, bowed his hands and bowed to Chen Yuming for the first time:
“Don’t be afraid of your bones being shattered into pieces, you must leave your innocence in this world!”
Chen Yuming, whose mind was occupied by this last line of poetry, burst into tears but was completely ignorant.
He repeated in a low voice: "Don't be afraid of your bones being shattered into pieces, you want to stay, green and white, in the world!!!"
"You must stay innocent in this world!!!"
After reading the poem, Ye Qing's eyes lit up as he watched the boss cry.
When I heard Chen Yuming repeating it in a low voice, my mood became more and more unstable.
Ye Qing thought in his heart: "Steady, steady, this cliff is so steady that it made the prefect cry. From now on, I will hold the biggest thigh of the prefecture firmly."
"As long as I don't take the initiative to die, I will never die."
Thinking like this, Ye Qing pretended to be cool and continued to flatter him:
"Master Prefect, since this poem is given to you and the title is 'To Chen Yuming, Prefect of Qingtian', what do you think?"
Chen Yuming's guard was broken by Ye Qing's poem. Chen Yuming, who was reminiscing about the past and venting his emotions to tears, broke his guard again when he heard the title of the poem.
The original sadness and emotion disappeared at this moment.
The big teeth peeking out from his grin let Ye Qing know that people in ancient times had white teeth.
Chen Yuming moved the corners of his mouth closer to his ears, smiling like a child who got sucrose.
He quickly wiped away the tears on his face and tightened his smile, trying to show the majesty of Qingtian Prefect.
But the corners of his mouth that he couldn't control at all made his righteous expression look extremely funny.
Ye Qing immediately recalled Zheng Ming's cold and ruthless face, as well as Shan Dan's expression of wanting to be beaten.
Ye Qing, who instantly regained his composure, bowed his hands and said:
"Master Magistrate, if you are not satisfied, what do you think of 'gifting it to the Magistrate of Qingtian, Huaiyang'?"
Chen Yuming's eyes lit up again and he could no longer control his smile.
The blue sky is good, the blue sky in Huaiyang is even better!
He is more subtle than direct nomination.
It fits his low-key personality!
Not bad!
Ahem!
The trembling cough could not conceal the excitement in his heart.
Chen Yuming saw Ye Qing becoming more and more satisfied, and immediately thought of whether there was any unmarried woman of the right age in the clan.
Now Ye Qing is poor and has nothing to show for his reputation, but he has shown his ability.
If Ye Qing were to be recruited as his son-in-law at this moment, then the Chen family would have a master of calligraphy that has been rare in hundreds of years, and a master of poetry that has been passed down through the ages.
Moreover, as Ye Qing became Chen's son-in-law, he could change his household registration. With the blessing of him, the fourth-rank magistrate of Huaiyang, and the blessing of his mentor Xie Daru.
Chen Yuming looked into Ye Qing's eyes, emitting a light that made Ye Qing's hair stand on end.
Ye Qing, who was on alert, subconsciously looked at the open door from the corner of his eye.
"Both poem titles are very good, I will give them some thought."
Chen Yuming suppressed his excitement, pretended to be calm, and restored his usual solemn expression.
Before Ye Qing could speak, Chen Yuming said casually: