"Why didn't you go to the armory prison today to keep an eye on, and then came to me in the morning?" grabbed Ren Cong and used himself as a "human sandbag" for a while, Zhang Qian smiled and put away his fists. Raised his hand and poured a cup of tea for each other and himself, and asked with a smile.

"It's almost packed up, and I made an appointment with Li Fengyu from the Shang Bureau to officially move tomorrow. So I came over and reported to my brother. Ren Cong took the tea with a smile, and while drinking it, he sold Guanzi with his eyebrows fluttering, "Senior brother, guess who I met at the gate of the courtyard just now?" ”

"Who?" Zhang Qian was stunned, and his face immediately showed a little surprise.

In these years, the officials in Beijing generally lived in Chang'an City. It is absolutely rare for him to be a five-rank young eunuch, but still put his home outside the city. This led to a very small social circle, and in addition to the two juniors, there were only three seniors, He Zhizhang, Zhang Ruoxu, and Sun Anzu. The last three, who came to his house as guests, no longer needed to wait at the gate of the courtyard for a report, and they would be taken directly to the main hall by the second housekeeper Lao Cui.

"Wang Maobo!" Seeing that Zhang Qian was really confused by his own question, the little fat man Ren Cong smiled more and more proudly. "He was carrying a gift, waiting respectfully for Steward Cui to bring him in. Hehe, this kind of person ......"

"Didn't I confess that his family's tenants and debts were all forgiven! Why did Steward Cui turn a deaf ear again? When Zhang Qian heard this, he immediately put down the teacup and strode out, "Go out with me to see what's going on?" If Steward Cui ......"

"No, no, don't worry, senior brother, you listen to me slowly!" Fearing that Steward Cui would be injured by mistake, Ren Cong hurriedly caught up and grabbed Zhang Qian's sleeve, "It's not what you think." What you say, does Steward Cui have the courage not to listen? It's another thing, that is, you let Wang Maobo enter the Zhuangzi as a head coach and teach you to practice martial arts! ”

"Martial arts?" Zhang Qian was flustered again, and then remembered that on the night he released Wang Maozhong, he had indeed sent an invitation to his brother.

And the reason why he invited Wang Maobo to his house to do things was to study the difference between fighting on horseback and fighting on foot. Second, the picture shows Wang Maobo's father's relationship with the Tang Dynasty military.

Later, because Wang Maobo was so sick that he couldn't get out of bed, Zhang Qian himself was so busy that his feet didn't touch the ground for the combination of alcohol and windmills, so he forgot about this stubble. Unexpectedly, after more than two months, Wang Maobo actually took the initiative to come to the door again to fulfill his promise.

From this point of view, this person is a trustworthy hero, which is worth seeing. And Steward Cui's deliberate delay in not reporting for him is really a bit of a dog's eye......

"I knew that Senior Brother had forgotten about this stubble!" As if guessing that Zhang Qian would be angry because of Steward Cui's behavior of making things difficult for Wang Maobo, Ren Cong hurriedly added, "I guess, Ren Quan saw that you were busy, and he didn't bother you with these trivial things." The king was so angry that on the second day after he returned from Zhuangzi, he took the money his brother gave him and paid off the rent owed to you and the famine. And then he has been recuperating until now. Senior brother, you are now a young eunuch of Zhengwupin, if any villager wants to see you, he can see you, how can your yard be squeezed into a vegetable market? ”

He thought he had explained very clearly, but the more Zhang Qian listened, the more confused he became, frowning, and his face was dazed, "My yard is squeezed into a vegetable market?" The folks have nothing to do, what are you doing when you come to see me? Am I not the county lord who is in charge of them? ”

"Senior brother, you are much better than the county order!" When Ren Cong heard this, he immediately stomped his feet with tears and laughter, "In Datang, only the county orders of Jingzhao, Henan, and Taiyuan Mansion are the sixth grade. You are three levels higher than any of the county commanders in Jingzhao Prefecture. Although you can't control the place, the villagers think that it is good to be able to enter the courtyard and touch your blessings. Besides, as long as I see you, I can brag when I go out, saying that I am a good friend with Young Eunuch Zhang of the Ordnance Prison. In the future, when you see the six-room clerk of the county government, you don't have to be frightened! ”

"Ahh Listening to Ren Cong's more and more exaggerated, he was suddenly a little dumbfounded.

And that Ren Cong, seeing that Zhang Qian didn't believe it, simply showed the evidence, "Also, senior brother, you are a fifth-grade young eunuch, and the saint also gave you a dismissal position from the fourth-grade Taizhong doctor, according to the standard of treatment, in addition to all your own land and property are exempted, the government should also give you 700 acres of professional land, plus the wages and food expenses of seventy servants!" ”

After taking a big sip of tea, his face showed an obvious expression of envy, "Although there is no idle land near Gyeonggi, Zhitian will definitely only be able to fold it into corn for you." But the quota of seventy servants, at present, all the family members and slaves in your village are not enough. In the past few days, those who came to your door to sell themselves and bring their land to report have long formed a long queue at the back door. Thanks to Ren Quan and Lao Cui, they know the importance and never say anything to anyone, otherwise, when you get up one morning, you will definitely see a lot of strange faces in the yard! ”

"This ......" said that in the 21st century, he had never even been a student cadre, and even if he had been at the level of a department or bureau in the 21st century, Zhang Qian would not be able to enjoy the treatment of a Datang official. Suddenly, his mouth opened wider, his eyes widened, and he couldn't say a complete sentence for a long time!

No wonder in the ancient text, Fan Jin was crazy with joy immediately after he was lifted. In the Ming and Qing dynasties, people had the qualifications to be promoted. And as long as you become an official, your salary is much better than that of civil servants in the 21st century!

Thinking that in the future, the state would pay to support seventy slaves for him, and Zhang Qian suddenly felt a lot of pressure. There are only half people in his own family now, how can he need so many slaves? Besides, in Zhuangzi, it is also a flower water workshop and a medicine refining furnace, and he just planned to make a batch of black powder as soon as possible just in case. When the time comes, there will be a lot of people...... (Zijuan: How can I count half?) Washboards also have human rights! ）

Zhengshen thought reluctantly, but Ren Cong's excited and proud voice came from his ears, "When you asked that Wang Mao Bolai to be the head of the sect, he always refused to come over on the grounds of recuperation. Now he is finally willing to give up the little skill that his family has passed down, but how can everyone be the head of the Wupin Young Prison family? Senior brother, as long as you put a word to Renyazi, within half a day, there will be a good man on the battlefield who comes to sell himself as a slave. The ability will only be higher than him, and it will definitely not be lower than him. Steward Cui hung him out, that is, he knew that he was benevolent, and he was unwilling to let his senior brother bear the notoriety of looking down on the villagers if he was proud. If it had been someone else's house, it would have been beaten with a big stick. He also wants to enter the house through the side door in front, hmph, go dreaming. If you change someone else's house, you won't even open the back door for him! ”

"Don't, don't, let him in! I know the roots, and I live close. Listening to Ren Cong's more and more he talked, the more carried away he became, Zhang Qian hurriedly forced himself to break free from the stunned state, and interrupted, "And, what do I want to be a good fighter on the battlefield?" I'm just trying to learn a little bit about the basics of fighting right away. Just because Wang Maobo is just hired, I am afraid of incurring disasters for myself! ”

"That's the same, people outside, after all, there are a lot of fish and dragons!" Ren Cong thought about it and nodded convincingly. "If you really want to take care of the home care home, the guys in our workshop are much more reliable than the people outside."

"Hmm!" Zhang Qian smiled and nodded, and then, he quickly turned his gaze to the outside of the study, and was about to call Ding Zhang Gui to inform Steward Cui to let Wang Maobo come in to meet him, but unexpectedly, his sleeve was gently pulled by Ren Cong again, "Senior brother, senior brother, I still have something to discuss with you." Don't rush to summon Wang Maobo first, if he can't even stand this little anger, you don't need to keep him! ”

"Something?" Zhang Qian automatically ignored the second half of Ren Cong's sentence, and turned back in surprise, "If you didn't say something directly just now, why do you have to go around such a big bend with me?" Ren Xiaowu, do you really want to learn boxing and kicking from me? ”

"Don't, don't, senior brother spare your life, senior brother spare your life!" Ren Cong was so frightened that he held his head in his hands and quickly shrank to the corner of the study, "The master is unlearned, I can master one or two things in my life, and I will be satisfied." Fist and foot kung fu, you, you can teach it to the second senior brother. I really don't learn anymore, I can't chew too much, I can't chew too much! ”

"Say, what did you come here early in the morning for?" Zhang Qian took two steps closer to him, his fingers crumbling, "If you dare to go around the bend again, don't blame me for being a senior brother cleaning the portal!" ”

"I said, I said, senior brother spare his life, senior brother spare his life!" Ren Cong had nowhere to hide, holding his head with both hands and bowing down repeatedly, "I, I didn't go back to my house last night, didn't I?" My mother, my mother asked me if I could take care of my brother. It just so happened that there were still a few fifth-class pawn positions vacant in the Ordnance Prison. I just want to ask, ask the senior brother, can you take care of my second brother for a ......" (Note: Liuwaiguan, from the Tang Dynasty under the nine products, is a liuwaiguan. Exile officials are divided into nine ranks, which is equivalent to eating public meals as a cadre, but there is no diploma requirement. If you do a good job, you can be promoted to the ranks of official officials. ）