Chapter 113: Selection of the Ministry of War
The hall pays attention to dignity and humility, and Ren Er's status is low, and he can't sit at a table with Fei Erye, and the same is true outside.
One of the three rooms on the east side was still empty, and now it has become a place for Du San to eat and drink. He helped Zhang Luo with the reception banquet in the hall, so he had all the dishes on the table in the hall, but the portions were not so much.
Han Xiufeng went next door to take a look first, and saw that the three family members of He Juren and Liu Juren were eating around the stove with the big head, although Ren Lao Er was not very happy, he was standing on the side with a bowl to eat, there were pork stewed cabbage with sea pepper, kimchi, brown rice was enough, but there were no cold dishes such as smoked pork knuckle, so he said hello to them and came over to accompany Du San.
After Du San drank the wine in the bowl, he looked up coldly and said, "Second brother, I'll go to the military department early tomorrow morning." ”
Han Xiufeng picked up a flowering bean and said with a smile: "I know, how can I forget such a big event, I will accompany you with the second master tomorrow morning." ”
"I'm not talking about it."
"Big brother, what's wrong, what's the matter?"
Du San put down his chopsticks and said with a sad face: "Second brother, if I am sent out to Guangxi to quell the chaos, our parting may be the eternal secret." If I die on the battlefield and die in a foreign land, what will your sister-in-law and your two nephews do in the future? I'm a rough person, but I'm not heartless, I'm scared when I think about it, and it's uncomfortable to think about it. ”
"Don't talk nonsense, you are a good star, you will only make meritorious achievements, and you will not die on the battlefield!" Han Xiufeng poured him full of wine, and said with a smile: "Big brother, I am still waiting for you to be the deputy general and the chief soldier, and I will touch you when the time comes." ”
"Second brother, don't make me happy, people are self-aware. In terms of martial arts, I'm not even as big as a big head. When it comes to arranging troops, I'm not necessarily better than those thieves who commit rebellion. Besides, I'm just a thousand generals, and I'm not a chief soldier, as soon as I take office, I have to listen to others, if I meet a senior official who doesn't understand anything, I don't know how to die when the time comes! ”
It can be seen that he is really scared.
Han Xiufeng looked behind him, put down the wine jug and said, "Big brother, since you have talked about this, I won't tell you about those vain, there are only two ways to do it now, either don't be this official or make up for this shortage." Either grit your teeth and take office by taking office, pay more attention to everything after taking office, fight if you can, run away if you can't fight, save your life first, and stay in Qingshan without worrying about running out of firewood. ”
"The lack must be made up, and this official also has to do it, and if you don't do it, you can't live this day."
"Then take a gamble, let's see what we can make up for first, if I am really sent out to Guangxi to quell the chaos, I will do what I just said."
"That's all there is to it." Du San took the wine and drank it all.
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Du San was in a bad mood, and he was drunk again while drinking.
Han Xiufeng asked the big head to take care of him, and picked up the remaining half pot of wine and went to the hall.
As expected, Fei Erye, Qian Juncai and Ren He are not only rich in wine and poetry, but also strong in poetry, and they can't punish wine. Han Xiufeng didn't want to humiliate himself, so he saluted and excused himself in advance, and didn't know until he got up the next morning that they were all drunk last night.
Second Master Fei didn't wake up from drinking, so he could only accompany Du San to the military department.
The military headquarters is on Chang'an Avenue, and it had just snowed two days ago, and the road was muddy, not only were the shoes dirty and wet, but even the pants were covered with muddy water.
I came too early, and the yamen hadn't opened yet, but even if it was opened, I couldn't enter, so I could only stand guard at the door, wait for the military department officials to draw lots inside, and wait for the results of the election to come out and call out the name before entering. It is said that the military department will roll the name in the pen post style, and after the roll call, the results of the selection will be announced, and it will be posted on the wall in front.
Han Xiufeng saw that there were a few more military attaches coming from the direction of Tiananmen Square, and asked in a low voice: "Big brother, it seems that they are also here to listen to Xin'er, do you recognize it?" ”
Du San shook the mud on his feet, looked at the oncoming military attachés and said, "I don't recognize it, I haven't seen it." ”
"You are not the only one who fell to the first martial arts three years ago, you should be able to meet a few acquaintances."
"The last time I came, I shot a few arrows on the school ground, picked up stones, and then silently wrote a martial arts scripture, and returned to the guild hall after the exam, how can I have any acquaintances."
"Is it difficult for our Chongqing Mansion to achieve a martial arts feat for you?"
"I was the only one this time."
Just as there was a word of chatting, the yamen of the military department was opened, and a team of officials ran out of it, followed by two pen posts from the sixth grade, standing at the door and looking around at everyone.
"It's coming, it's coming, it's going to begin."
"What's going to start right away?"
"Casting lots, that is, drawing lots."
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Han Xiufeng looked back and realized that he had been chatting just now, but he didn't know that there were already more than 20 alternates and candidates for military attachés. You don't need to ask to know that some of them have the same martial arts as Du San, and even some of them are martial artists, and some of them are also donated.
I can't see the inside of the lobby, but I can imagine the scene inside by listening to the people behind me.
A tall and thin military attache from the fifth rank said with a fluttering eyebrow: "I heard that today it is Lord Shangshu and Lord Huang of the Military Department of the Metropolitan Procuratorate who presides over the drawing of lots. Lord Shangshu and Lord Shilang draw names, and draw official vacancies for the matter and Lord Yushi. ”
"What about after the draw?" A military attache asked curiously.
"Draw a roll call."
"Where's the roll call?"
The tall and thin military attache said triumphantly: "After the roll call, the Ministry of War will hand over the list of winners to Jiuqing and the officials of Kedao, and review the details of our people, and list the misconduct, improper origin, mixed origin, false age, old age and decrepitude, and hand over to the Ministry of War to hear, and then perform the introduction after checking that it is correct, and after the introduction, you can go to the Ministry of Rites to receive the certificate." ”
Han Xiufeng thought to himself that the selection of military attachés was not only a matter of the military department, but also alarmed so many yamen, and even had a royal history.
is feeling that no matter whether it is a civilian official or a military attaché, this lack is not so easy to fill, and someone in the yamen of the military department sang loudly: "General, Guangxi raised the right battalion, He Ronggui, Shanxi Huguan, march!" ”
"Garrison, Guangxi Biao Zuoying, Xiong Jiren, Shandong Zouping, Wuju!"
"Guerrilla, Guangxi Fubiao Fuhe Battalion, Teng Jindou, Hebei Baoding, Yinsheng!"
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This is according to the official vacancy, someone, place of origin, origin, the Teng Jindou just sang is a native of Baoding, Hebei, his father or grandparents have been more than three officials, so he was born in Yinsheng. Xiong Jiren of Zouping, Shandong, was a martial artist like Du San, and was also sent to Guangxi, but one had to serve under the governor of Guangxi, and the other had to serve under the governor of Guangxi.
Han Xiufeng heard a little bit of the doorway, and was wondering if the "monthly selection" of the Ministry of Officials was similar to this, and the people in the lobby of the Ministry of War sang again: "Mr. Qian, Guangxi Raise the Standard Sanli Camp, Du Weifang, Nanchuan, Sichuan, Wuju ......"
Du San chuckled in his heart, secretly thinking that he was really afraid of something, and he was really sent out to Guangxi to quell the chaos!