Before leaving, Yu Qian asked someone to bring another twenty taels of money. Zhang Ning counted the "income" this time and found that the total was close to one hundred taels. For a low-level official like himself, he could earn tens of thousands of yuan from one trip. It was true that It's considered a good job. Huang Shiren alone paid fifty taels, which was more important than what Yang Shiqi and Yu Qian, both teachers and students, expressed together. Zhang Ning understood the meaning of these fifty taels. It was just that Huang Shiren hoped to have the opportunity to promote him one day. .
It was already the beginning of the twelfth lunar month when he left Beijing, and he had been on the road for another half a month. It was almost the New Year's Eve when he arrived in Yangzhou. Yangzhou was not far from Shangyuan County, Nanjing. Zhang Ning was thinking that maybe he could arrange things for the first time after taking office and go home. Go and see the girl.
Entering Yangzhou City, Zhang Ning first went to the government office to hand over the official documents of his appointment, and exchanged a few polite words with the officials in the government office. His colleagues politely wanted to treat him to a meal, but he declined because he had to settle down. The name was Yangzhou Prefecture. To recommend the official, in fact, the people in the government office do not belong to his circle. He only needs to maintain the relationship of acquaintances and does not interfere in local government affairs. Zhang Ning understands that his circle is the people in the East Palace, including his teacher Lu Zhen. , Second, for the people on Hu Ying's side, this is the scope of their activities; otherwise, if they just meet random people and socialize, but cannot develop a more familiar relationship, then there is no need to do serious business.
He stayed at the inn first, and without having time to find a place to live, he went to contact the contact person first. Wang Qinian gave him a list before departure. He only needed to find one of the detailed operations leaders to indirectly control the other operations.
Regarding the structure of the team under Hu Ying, Zhang Ning had to secretly complain that it was very rigid and rigid. They still used the government structure to do business. It was a three-level system similar to the six-level yamen. Take Zhang Ning's level as an example. , as an official, he is the grassroots decision-maker; the leader he is about to contact is the executive level; there is a grouping level below that is the executor of the specific division of labor, which is like six departments. There are a total of forty or fifty people in the list, although it is small. All five elements are included.
The person he is looking for is named Xie Jun, and the location is "Biyuan", a teahouse in Yangzhou City. He is running this tea garden, but the property is actually public property. Yangzhou is a strange place for Zhang Ning, but Ask for directions to where you can go.
On Fuqian Street, close to a crossroads, the location is very popular. Biyuan's business is surprisingly good. Zhang Ning originally thought it was just a place to hide his identity, but unexpectedly it was run in a decent way. People were coming and going at the gate, and He Zhen was doing it. It's no different for business people. When people are outside, they can hear the sound of silk and bamboo and the singing from inside, and they can tell that it is Yue opera. Zhang Ning has no research on opera, but Yue opera is popular in Nanjing, so it's true that he didn't pay attention. I've heard it a lot.
"Sir, please come in quickly." A waiter came over with a warm smile, "Where are you? Have you made a reservation?"
Zhang Ning looked at the scene inside. There was a theater troupe in the hall, and most of the seats upstairs and downstairs were filled with guests. People were eating snacks, cracking melon seeds, and talking. When there were more people, it became "buzzing" and noisy. Fortunately, the troupe sang accurately and with a loud voice, so it didn't become a decoration.
"I'm not here to drink tea. I want to talk to you, Mr. Xie, about something," Zhang Ning said.
The boy was stunned for a moment, then continued to say with a smile: "Do you have a name card? I will hand it in to you. If the boss is in the garden, you can go and see him."
Zhang Ning took out an envelope without writing on it and handed it to the boy. The boy took it, looked around, and said: "There is an empty seat over there. If you want a cup of tea and listen to the show, I will help you."
You hand something in."
Zhang Ning sat down and waited as he was told. He was dressed in civilian clothes and looked like an ordinary tea drinker. When the tea came, he threw a few coins on the table. It was a very ordinary tea, and it was quite astringent. The business was so good probably because of the location.
Okay? Zhang Ning accidentally sucked a piece of tea into his mouth, but he couldn't spit it out. After chewing it twice, the tea leaf was old and thick.
After drinking tea alone and waiting for a while, he looked like he was waiting for a friend and was not noticeable. In fact, he was waiting for someone, just the owner of this store.
The boy from before came out and looked around the crowd. Seeing Zhang Ning still sitting in his original position, he trotted over. He nodded and bowed and said: "Your distinguished guest has been waiting for a long time. Please lead the way... Oops."
,How can these things serve you this kind of tea?”
Anyone who can be received by the boss immediately is regarded as a distinguished guest in his eyes, and the waiter's attitude is even more disgusting than before.
The two of them walked to the entrance to the north of the hall, and the boy stopped, and another girl with a two-ring hairstyle led the way. After passing through a room and crossing the threshold, there was a yard with some evergreens planted in it.
The trees, even in winter, are quite vibrant and green. When walking up the aisle under the wide eaves, the noise in the hall outside has become much smaller, and the wall in the middle seems to have good sound insulation. There are several large rooms in the north of the yard.
When Zhang Ning followed the maid into the door, he found that the walls of several rooms were open. In the middle were two actors, one playing the flute and the other playing the pipa and singing. There were several elegant rooms covered with bead curtains on both sides.
I saw people sitting inside; obviously the guests who were quietly sipping tea and listening to the lyrics in this elegant room were more high-end.
The place where Zhang Ning was taken was also a small room like this, with the word "spring" on it, and a curtain hanging at the door. As soon as he entered, he saw a man and a woman inside. The man was about thirty or forty years old, with a big face.
, her belly is slightly swollen, she is wearing a Dongpo scarf, her hair on the temples looks very sparse, and there are not many beards on her mouth; the woman is classic, wearing a light red jacket and an emerald green skirt,
She has a slim and graceful waist, which would have looked like a snake if she wasn't wearing a winter coat. She has a delicate and pointed chin, and her face is as delicate as a meticulous painting.
The man was sitting at the coffee table just now. When he saw Zhang Ning come in, he stood up quickly: "Are you Mr. Zhang?"
Seeing that he was wary, Zhang Ning took the initiative to take out Hu Yingfa's official document and handed it to him. He took it and checked it, hurriedly handed it back, bowed his hands and said, "My subordinate, Xie Jun, pays homage to Mr. Zhang." Then they exchanged seals.
, verify the identity, and the upper and lower links will be reconnected.
During this time, Zhang Ning glanced at the woman beside him who was doing trivial things without saying anything. When Xie Juan saw this, he said: "I'm one of you, it's okay."
The two of them chatted for a while and then took their seats respectively. Xie Jun said with a smile: "It's the first time Mr. Zhang returns to Biyuan. He should try our Dongting tea, but it will take a while."
The woman next to her knelt down and smiled, did not say anything, and continued busy with the trivial matters in her hands. It turned out that she was making tea. From the look of her, making a pot of tea was a very complicated matter. From the moment she entered the door, she had already
She had poured boiling water twice, and now the boiling water was poured into a glass bottle. She looked at the bottle of water intently, as if there was some scenery inside, but Zhang Ning seemed to have nothing but a bottle of water.
"There is no need to call you sir in the future." Zhang Ning said calmly.
Xie Jun said: "Yes, from now on, when you come to Biyuan, you will be a guest enjoying tea."
At this time, Zhang Ning felt a little unsure. The fresh tea-making here was exquisite, and the middle-aged subordinates seemed to be respectful. Many details were beyond the scope of his experience. Besides, in the eyes of others, he was just a young man in his early twenties, and he was likely to be dismissed.
This group of people secretly despised and fooled him. Now this position is no longer the errand of the General Affairs Department. Now he has to take charge of it alone. There is no one like Huang Shiren to take on the main work.
In fact, it didn't matter whether he did his job well or not. He didn't intend to work harder. He just wanted to find an opportunity to get the poem back. But out of instinctive psychology, he often wanted to show his own value and gain respect and recognition.
"This time, sir, when you take over the people in Yangzhou, do you have anything important to do?" Xie Jun asked.
"I have been appointed by Shangfeng to serve in Yangzhou. The specific matters have to wait for news from Shangfeng." Zhang Ning said slowly, "Before that, I have to familiarize myself with the situation. For example, who is responsible for Biyuan's operating accounts?
Someone is in charge?"
Xie Juan's face changed slightly: "I used to be Mr.'s former supervisor, but now that you are here, you have the final say here, and your subordinates only assist Mr.... The accounts are now in the hands of the accountant in Biyuan, and the accounts of other funds are in the hands of the accountant.
, your current boss has taken the report to the higher level."
"Who picked the accountant?" Zhang Ning asked calmly.
Xie Jun's expression became more and more ugly. As the Yangzhou interview envoy, Zhang Ning had the power to order who should be asked to do what and who couldn't do what, and he also had the right to replace people. If he was unhappy, he could write a letter to the superior to get Xie
Juan also replaced it.
Of course, everyone has to do serious things and not always confront each other, but compromise and cooperate. Officials have decision-making power, but they also need people to do things. The matter has not yet reached that point. Zhang Ning said these two words just to hammer this Xie Juan.
As a reminder, there are only three things a new official needs to do when he takes office.
"The account manager has been here for two or three years and has never done anything wrong," Xie Jun said.
Zhang Ning nodded: "Let him come to see me later, bring the accounts over, and ask for the original bills of entry and exit." Zhang Ning thought to himself, I am an accountant, and I will randomly pick out a few false accounts for you, and watch you follow me.
There is nothing wrong with speaking harshly.
Xie Jun pondered for a while, then the woman came over and helped him out in time: "Mr. Zhang, boss, the tea is ready, please use it slowly."
"Ha, let's try the Dongting tea brewed by Miao Ge first." Xie Juan laughed hurriedly. Zhang Ning thought that it was strange for such a good woman to not call her sister or brother.
The woman named Miao Ge picked up the purple clay teapot, gently held her long sleeve with one hand, and poured tea into the small cup on the plate. A stream of spring water with fragrance flowed into the small cup accurately, and she poured it in time.
The spout was tilted upward, and the tea cup was just full without spilling a drop. The technique was quite elegant and skillful, and just a few movements were pleasing to the eye.
"Sir, please." Xie Juan made a gesture and said humbly.
Zhang Ning picked it up and took a sip, and half the cup was lost in an instant. I had just drank coarse tea outside, and it was indeed unusual when I drank it. Only by comparison can we know the pros and cons.
Xie Juan picked up the cup and sniffed it gently, with a look of enjoyment on his face: "How about this Dongting tea?"
Zhang Ning smiled and said: "Drinking tea is drinking tea, what do you think?"
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