The reason why the annual group worship of the provincial pavilion is arranged on the 29th of the lunar month is because there is a custom in the capital to observe the New Year on Chinese New Year's Eve, and the Beijing officials will not only accompany their families to observe the New Year tomorrow night, but also gather at the Taihe Hall Square to greet the emperor before dawn the day after tomorrow.

At the annual gathering, more than 60 civil and military officials came one after another, the largest of which was from the second rank to the smallest...... Han Xiufeng followed Wang Zhirong to watch in the corner for a long time, but he didn't find or hear that there were fellow villagers from Jiupin or Buliu, and he seemed to be the youngest official in the whole hall, and he was still a candidate.

"Zhixing, we are not no one in Chongqing Prefecture, but no one in these years."

Wang Zhirong pointed to the inscription of the rebuilding hall during the Qianlong period, and said: "Zhou Huang Zhou is our Fuzhou people, the word Jingyuan, the number Haishan, Qianlong two years Enke Jinshi, Qianlong four years as the Eight Banners Tongpu Museum compilation, Qianlong fifteen years as the National History Museum compilation, Qianlong 21 years as the deputy envoy of the King of China to the Ryukyu, three years later, returned to China, promoted to the bachelor's degree. In the 40th year of Qianlong, he served as the general reader of the "Four Libraries Quanshu", and later successively served as the secretary of the Ministry of Industry, the Ministry of War, the chief master of the crown prince, and the imperial history of the left capital of the Imperial Inspectorate........."

Han Xiufeng really didn't know that there had been such a big official in Chongqing Mansion, and he couldn't help but sigh: "Master Wang, listening to what you said, I found that we were born at the wrong time. If you were born in the Qianlong Dynasty, you would be able to get the light of Lord Zhou. ”

"Zhixing, don't think so, let alone be discouraged." Wang Zhirong looked at Ji Yunfei, who was talking to the adults inside, and said with a smile: "Lord Zhou did not ascend to the sky in one step, but has been working hard in the Hanlin Academy for more than 20 years. Therefore, as long as Brother Bowen is here, we, fellow villagers in Chongqing, will have hope. ”

"That's true, but for me, Master Ji is my hope, and you are my hope, Master Wang."

Wang Zhirong is a dignified jinshi in front of Wen Youyu and other businessmen, and he is a high-ranking official from the fifth grade. But in today's Sichuan Hall where high-ranking officials gather, he, a foreigner who is still walking in the household department, is no different from Han Xiufeng, and he can't help but smile bitterly: "Brother Zhixing, you look down on your brother too much." ”

"I'm really not complimenting," Han Xiufeng let go of a servant who was serving tea and pouring water, and said sincerely: "Master Wang, think about it, what is your background, and what is my background?" How many products do you have, and how many products do I have? I don't count on you, who else can I count on? ”

Last night, I ate the group worship wine of the mansion, and just now I took dozens of taels of money, Wang Zhirong felt that the little fellow next to him not only could talk, but also could do things and behave, and muttered: "Zhixing, are you free on the sixth day of the new year?" ”

"Master Wang, if you have anything to do, even if I am not free, I have to be free."

"It's nothing, I just want to take you to a drink."

"Where?" Han Xiufeng asked subconsciously.

Wang Zhirong pulled Han Xiufeng aside and said in a low voice: "Do you know the 'Four Great Hengs' in the capital? ”

"I really don't know."

"The four Heng are the four gold stores of 'Hengjiu', 'Henghe', 'Hengli' and 'Hengyuan', which were originally mainly engaged in gold and silver trading, and changed the 'barren gold' into 'red gold' and issued silver tickets, and later helped people to report donations, and even the guys on the counter were familiar with the various 'rules' and 'cases' of the imperial court. In short, people who come to Beijing to donate do not necessarily have to go to the household department to donate a house, they can do the same thing, and it is even faster than going to donate a house. ”

"Master Wang, are you saying that these four gold shops can donate on behalf of you?" Han Xiufeng asked in surprise.

"What do you think, in fact, it is not only their 'Four Hengs' who report donations in Beijing, but also many ticket numbers and money banks. In order to take care of the donation business, they not only talked to the household department to donate houses, but also talked to the Guozijian, the Ministry of Internal Affairs, and the Ministry of Officials. I helped out in the donation house for a few days this year, so they hired me as well. ”

"Master Wang, it's you who are invited, it's not appropriate for me to follow."

"You don't want to fill the gap sooner?"

Of course, Han Xiufeng wanted to, but after weighing it, he still said: "Master Wang, I have already entrusted Director Zhang to fill the vacancy, and it is not good to go through other ways." But listening to you, I really want to ask the 'Four Constants' to help. ”

"What's the matter?"

"Changsheng, you have seen it, he also wants to donate an official like me, I always thought that I could only report the donation in my hometown, and I knew that I could do it in the capital after listening to you, so I wanted to help him do it as soon as possible."

"Is that your long-term follower?"

"Hmm." Han Xiufeng nodded embarrassedly.

There are more people donating officials in the capital, and eight out of ten flag people walking on the street have donated officials, Wang Zhirong has already seen it, and subconsciously asked: "How many products does he want to donate?" ”

Han Xiufeng didn't know how much silver Pan Er had on him, and said in a deep voice: "Nine grades can be from nine grades." ”

"It doesn't cost much silver, and it doesn't take much if you don't count your origin. Let him prepare a hundred taels, and I will help him do this. ”

"Okay, I'll tell him when I get back."

………

If you don't come to the capital, you don't know that the official is small, and if you don't come to the capital, you don't know that donating officials in the capital is so cheap, although Han Xiufeng entrusted Pan Er's matter to Wang Zhirong, but when he thought that he spent more than two hundred taels to donate this nine-grade sesame official, he really felt a little uncomfortable.

At this time, Director Zhang beckoned everyone to prepare for the group worship.

Just like last night in the Chongqing Guild Hall, the big officials are inside, the small Beijing officials are in the back, and then the states and counties that came to take the exam raised people...... After worshipping all the gods, Director Zhang beckoned everyone to sit down, and the opera troupe also started, Han Xiufeng was pulled to the table where people were lifted by Fei Erye, and listened to the play while eating and drinking.

After three rounds of wine, five flavors of food, people began to chant poems against them.

For fear that the adults sitting in the brocade hall would not be able to hear, their voices were higher than the other, shaking their heads, subduing their voices, and winning bursts of applause.

Ren He, who was sitting at the same table, felt that this was an opportunity to take revenge, and actually proposed to come in turn. Han Xiufeng was not afraid of being laughed at, but he didn't want to make a fool of himself in public, so he left the hall under the pretext that he had left beforehand.

Ren He finally pulled back a game and was triumphant.

Second Master Fei, He Heng, and Liu Shanyang were like mirrors in their hearts, not only did they not look down on Han Xiufeng, who slipped away first, but they looked down on Ren He even more.

On the way back to the hall after eating the group worship wine, He Heng said disdainfully: "Those sage books are really in the belly of a dog, I really don't know how he got in!" ”

Ren He not only humiliated Han Xiufeng tonight, but also lost the face of Chongqing Shilin, Liu Shanyang was as depressed, and said with a gloomy face: "Junjie, being a man and studying are two different things, he often says that he is talented but not virtuous." ”

"I really know people and don't know my heart, I knew that he was such a person, so I didn't make an appointment with him."

"I've come to the capital, what's the use of talking about this now. But this also reminds us that a villain like him who must repay him can't have deep friendships. ”

"Well, stay away from him from now on."

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