When Yang Xuan just came back, shopkeeper Zhou came to visit. After all, he was an old partner who had worked together for many years.
But as soon as he heard that Shengfa Company was going to be taken back to the imperial court, shopkeeper Zhou became very excited and asked if Wei Ji Xian could also be taken back to the imperial court.
The reason is that he has made a lot of money over the years and is no longer satisfied with being a rich man. He wants to be an official.
If Wei Jixian was brought back to the imperial court, he would be able to become an official, even if he was from the ninth rank.
However, Yang Xuan told him at that time that there was no chance of it. Shengfa Department Store controls market pricing power, Shengbao controls public opinion, and Shengfa Logistics controls circulation. They are all closely related to the people. What do you control about Wei Ji Xian?
?Right to eat?
Shopkeeper Zhou was not happy at that time. Food is the most important thing for the people, and we who open the restaurant are also doing it for the people's livelihood and the national economy.
Yang Xuan couldn't make sense to him, so he could only find an excuse to fool him: "How about you donate an official position?"
Shopkeeper Zhou's eyes lit up: "That's fine, as long as you can become an official. You don't know. We do some small business. We have to nod and bow to everyone we see. We don't have any status and everyone looks down on us."
Yang Xuan rolled his eyes at him: "You can make hundreds of thousands a year, and this is still called a small business? Who dares to look down on you? Throw him money to kill him."
"Let me tell you, there is nothing in this world that cannot be bought with money. If you cannot buy it, it only means that the price is not enough."
Shopkeeper Zhou nodded frequently. He was not stupid. Yang Xuan's words could no longer fool him: "As for donating officials..."
Yang Xuan waved his hand impatiently: "I don't have an official status yet. Why are you anxious? I'll figure it out for you when I get it done."
Ever since, shopkeeper Zhou came to see Yang Xuan every day, and today he blocked him again.
"Come on, shopkeeper Zhou, I have some good news for you."
Shopkeeper Zhou saw Yang Xuan's happy look and immediately smiled like a flower, his face almost shining.
"Brother Yang, what happened to me?"
"Not yet, I'm just telling you that I hired an official today, the head of the household department, a sixth-grade official."
Shopkeeper Zhou knew that Yang Xuan was teasing him, and immediately flicked his sleeves: "Sixth-grade officer, what are you talking about? You were still third-grade officer before, the kind of person who has the final say, but now you are a deputy in the Commerce and Trade Department, look at you
Beautiful.”
Yang Xuan rolled his eyes: "Hitting someone doesn't mean hitting someone in the face."
Shopkeeper Zhou snorted: "Just in time, the Sansheng Sanshi wine that just arrived today is a congratulation to you."
"Hey, this is right."
Yang Xuan pulled Shopkeeper Zhou to sit down: "I'm telling you, don't be in a hurry if you want to donate an official position. After a while, I will arrange a good job for you and give lectures to those officials. What do you think?"
Shopkeeper Zhou had just opened the wine bottle and was about to pour the wine when his hands started to tremble when he heard this.
"Brother Yang, you are teasing me again. I don't know a few people, and you still give lectures. Isn't that a joke?"
Yang Xuan picked up a piece of braised pork and put it into his mouth: "Shopkeeper Zhou, you misunderstood. I didn't ask you to teach the Four Books and Five Classics Confucian classics. As the saying goes, there are specializations in the arts, so you can just teach them how to do business."
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"What's there to say about doing business?" Shopkeeper Zhou looked confused: "Isn't it just the daily business?"
Yang Xuan waved his hand: "What you said is wrong. You think it is normal, but people don't know. Those people just know how to do it. It will definitely not work if you let them do business. When you look at Yingtian Mansion's shop, there are
How much of the property belongs to those officials' families, and how many of them can be as good as our extremely delicious business?"
Shopkeeper Zhou's face suddenly looked much better.
Yang Xuan continued to give him psychological construction: "This shows that Mr. Zhou, your business skills are more than enough to be their teacher. When the time comes, you will be able to get to know a lot of officials, and they will all have to call you teacher. You
Are you saying the scenery is not beautiful?"
"Scenery, scenery."
When he thought of those officials who had to salute him respectfully, Shopkeeper Zhou was already in high spirits.
Respecting teachers and respecting moral principles was not an empty talk in the Great Sheng Dynasty. If any official dared to disrespect his teacher, he would be immediately punished by a memorial from the imperial censor. If the emperor happened to be in a bad mood, he might lose his official position.
Not to mention officials, even if the emperor dared not to respect his teachers, he would be sprayed with saliva by the censors.
"This is much better than being a petty official."
Shopkeeper Zhou laughed and raised his glass: "It has to be you, no one else can think of such a good trick."
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Early the next morning, Yang Xuan was well prepared to go to court.
Because he did not have an official status at this time, he did not have a fish card, but at the gate of the imperial city, there was already a young eunuch waiting there specifically to take him into the palace.
Many officials recognized him along the way, and all of them whispered, didn't this guy resign? Why is he here again?
At the court meeting, Yang Xuan saw a lot of familiar faces, but he didn't recognize their names, but a man without official uniform came over.
"My boy, are you here again?"
Yang Xuan pointed at the other party: "Yang...Yang..."
The old man shook his head: "I am Yang Wending, a bachelor of Wuying Palace."
"Yes, yes." Yang Xuan didn't show any embarrassment at all, he just cupped his hands and said, "I have met Lord Yang."
Yang Wending curled his lips and said, "Don't do this. You don't even have an official uniform, and you still claim to be a subordinate. You and I can just be friends."
"In that case, I have met Brother Yang."
Yang Wending raised his hand as if to strike: "I'm old enough to be your father, so why can't you call me Uncle Yang?"
"Uncle Yang?" Yang Xuan curled his lips, this title was a bit strange.
However, Yang Wending didn't care about this. He just leaned closer and whispered: "You are coming to court today. Who are you going to attend?"
Yang Xuan took two steps back and glanced at him: "Uncle Yang, we are familiar with each other. If you talk nonsense like this, I will also participate in your slander. When have I interfered with others?"
Yang Wending tilted his head and thought for a while, as if Yang Xuan had never taken the initiative to cause trouble: "Then what are you going to do when you come today?"
Unexpectedly, this old man still had a heart for gossip. Yang Xuan said: "I am here today to accept the appointment. I am the head of the Commercial and Cleaning Department of the Ministry of Household Affairs. I am a sixth-grade official. I am young and promising."
Yang Wending looked him up and down: "You have the nerve to say that the third grade is mixed into the sixth grade."
"I'm telling you, old man, if you hit someone without slapping someone in the face, or scold someone without exposing their shortcomings, we two brothers can't get along with you."
"Okay, okay, you are young and promising. You are young and promising, so go ahead."
Yang Wending came closer again: "I heard that you haven't married yet, right? I have a granddaughter who is beautiful and smart. She is proficient in music, chess, calligraphy and painting. She can recite poems and compose poems, and is also proficient in women's red. How about introducing you two to me when you have time?
ah?"
Yang Xuan's face darkened: "Old boy, I think you just want to take advantage of me. What you gave to Uncle Yang just now, now you want to be my grandfather?"
"You brat, why are you talking? My family..."
Before he finished speaking, Wang Daban's long baritone voice came: "The Emperor has arrived."