As Eun-joon said, Han so-bong is meeting guests. However, it was not a particularly important guest who saw it, but Director Zhang, who came to send the money for printing.

As long as it is a Beijing official, there is a seal of money to divide, but not as much as before, this month is only 9,000 yuan, less than five taels of silver. However, for those poor Beijing officials, this is a month's food for the whole family.

Thinking that Han Xiufeng received the seal money for the first time but only received such a point, Director Zhang said with an embarrassed face: "The world is not peaceful, there are thieves and bandits everywhere, this lack is not only becoming more and more difficult to make up, even if it can make up for the lack of this official, it is becoming more and more, it seems that there are more people who donate their lives and donations in their hometown in Sichuan, but there are fewer people who come to Beijing to invest in alternate candidates and come to Beijing to wait for the big pick, so the printing fee is becoming less and less." ”

"Less is less, better than nothing." Han Xiufeng said with a smile.

"The current situation is like this, there is no way," Director Zhang smiled bitterly, and talked about the provincial pavilion group worship, such as having calculated clearly how many civil officials and military attaches there are a total of 536 Sichuan Beijing officials, how many civil officials and how many military attaches are there, which civil and military officials are going to send invitations in the past few days, and then decide how many tables to set up and what kind of troupe to invite according to the reply......

Han Xiufeng didn't expect that there were more than 500 Sichuan compatriots serving as officials in the capital, and couldn't help asking: "Director Zhang, do you say so much, why do I think there are only 100?" ”

"It's still fake, it's just ...... It's just that some people are not in a good situation, they don't have so much money to socialize, they don't go to the provincial museum much, and they don't walk around with their fellow villagers. There are also some people who don't like to socialize by nature, so they have never been to the guild hall after completing the seal and becoming an official, but more often because the official road is not smooth, and they are worried about being joked by their fellow villagers who enter Beijing together. Then there are the military attachés, their lives are already tight, and they have no friendship with civilian officials, so they will not come. ”

Looking at Han Xiufeng's thoughtful appearance, Director Zhang said helplessly: "I went to Zhuo Zhongtang's house yesterday, Lao Zhongtang's body is really worrying, I heard Zhuo's family say that they haven't gotten out of bed for more than a month, and they can only drink some rice soup, and they can't drink much." To put it mildly, the old hall is really leaving, and I estimate that the provincial hall will be even more deserted than it is now. ”

Han Xiufeng thought that he was worried about Zhuo Zhongtang's illness, but he was worried that the provincial pavilion would be even more deserted, so he subconsciously asked: "The provincial pavilion is very deserted?" ”

"How long has it been since you've been to the Provincial Pavilion?" Curator Zhang asked with a wry smile.

"I think I haven't been there in years."

"That's it, except for a few months of excitement in the year of the exam, almost no one usually goes, and even if someone goes, they just go to do the seal. Those who are alternate candidates for returning to Beijing and those who return to Beijing for an audience will either stay in the prefectural pavilion or stay in an inn, and will rarely stay in the provincial pavilion. Most of the people who want to make donations and fill the vacancies go to the money bank ticket numbers that handle the donations, which shows how bleak I, the curator, have done. ”

"Can't hold it anymore?" Han Xiufeng asked subconsciously.

Director Zhang hurriedly said: "It's not enough, as long as there is a seal ending, it is not a problem to maintain it, but it can only be maintained." ”

"If you can keep it up, you can't do it!"

"Zhixing, that's the provincial pavilion! If it's just maintained, and there is no popularity at all on weekdays, what's the point of me doing it as a curator? I'm not afraid of your jokes, I've been thinking about how to run the provincial pavilion like your mansion these days. ”

"Do you think of a way?" Han Xiufeng couldn't help but ask.

"I didn't expect it," Director Zhang put down the teacup and said helplessly: "Maybe it's because Sichuan is too big, and they are all Sichuan villagers on weekdays, but in fact, the relationship is not so close and the friendship is not so deep, and the civil and military officials in Beijing still prefer to walk around with their fellow villagers in this prefecture, this state and even this county." ”

"That's one reason, but not the main one."

"What do you mean by that?"

Han Xiufeng could see that he was here to ask for support, and said bluntly: "Director Zhang, don't be upset when you say it, the provincial pavilion has come to this point, and I think it has something to do with the fact that I needed money to do everything before." It costs money to do the printing and knotting, and the stay in the club not only requires tea money but also donates silver, and the same is true for making up for the shortfall. If you talk about this money too much, the nostalgia and hometown friendship will naturally fade, don't you think? ”

"But this money has not fallen into my pocket, and the tea money is the same as the donation to the mansion. As for the chargé d'affaires donations, confessions and filling vacancies, although they asked them for some errand money, it was not much more expensive than them going to those money bank ticket number agents! ”

"Director Zhang, I know you have your troubles, but others don't think so, and in some people's eyes, it costs money to go to the provincial pavilion. So I thought about wanting to make the provincial pavilion lively, not only do you have to break your wrist by a strong man, but you also have to find another way to think of a new trick. ”

Director Zhang asked eagerly: "Why is a strong man breaking his wrist, what new trick do you want to make?" ”

Han Xiufeng muttered: "The ending of India naturally cannot be withdrawn, otherwise the fellow villagers who are officials in Beijing will not be able to live this life, and if they are really withdrawn, the fellow villagers may really make trouble because of the scramble to help others with insurance." But donations, confessions and filling vacancies can stop the agency, think about it, why spend the same money people to find those money bank ticket numbers instead of looking for you like before, in the final analysis, people are not willing to owe favors because of this matter. ”

If you want to talk about silver, Director Zhang is really not short now, he wants to make the provincial pavilion lively, and operate it like the Chongqing Hall, listening to Han Xiufeng's words, he suddenly found some truth, and actually muttered: "Think about it, anyway, I can't do a few in a month, so it's better to stop." Save those people how much they think I have benefited from it, and how much money they have earned! ”

"And then there's accommodation, you can stop like other provincial museums."

"The accommodation is also stopped, is this appropriate?"

"What's inappropriate, those who can really gain a foothold in Beijing have rented a house outside, and those who can't afford to rent a house outside can't give much money for tea. Since you're busy with your work, people won't say yes, so it's better to let them live somewhere else. ”

"Really, it's a thankless task for them to stay in the hotel!"

"That's why a strong man broke his wrist."

"What about that new trick, don't sell it, hurry up and talk about it."

Han Xiufeng has always been worried about the little guy's studies, how could he miss this opportunity, looked at him with a smile and said confidently: "Director Zhang, it is not difficult to make the provincial pavilion prosperous and lively. As far as I know, as long as you have a firm foothold in Beijing, almost every fellow villager has a baby, and some fellow villagers even have several babies. And those babies can't help but study, so most of the villagers can only hire Xixi to run a family school. can hire Xixi to run a family school, first, the cost is large, and secondly, the baby is locked up at home, and there are few playmates......"

Director Zhang understood it like an empowerment, and couldn't help laughing: "Run a township school, run a righteous school!" ”

"What do you think of the idea?"

"That's a good idea, it's a great idea!" The more Director Zhang thought about it, the more excited he became, and he actually got up and said: "There is a place in the museum, you can clean it up, invite a few gentlemen to sit in the museum to teach, and you can even take out some printing fees to make up for it!" As long as those fellow villagers send their babies to the museum to study, if something happens to the provincial museum in the future, they naturally can't sit idly by. ”

"That's what I meant."

"Zhixing, help people to the end, after the township school is set up, you have to help your family send me there."

"Okay, I will not only send my dog eggs, but also help you go to tell Master Huang, Master Ji, Master Ao, Master Jiang, and Master Wang, and let them all send their own babies."

"A gentleman's word."

"It's hard to chase a horse!"

……

found a way to make the provincial pavilion prosperous, Director Zhang left happily, and swore before leaving that if the little guy went to study in the township school run by the provincial pavilion, he would take care of his own family.

Han Xiufeng was just as happy as he was thinking about it, but as soon as he sent Director Zhang away, Ji Lu ran over with the big head and talked about Jing Cao Yuying's calculations behind his back.

"Staring at the tip of the 'little military aircraft', there is also a foreman from the third product military aircraft Zhang Jing! Jilu, Jilu, you have eaten bear's heart and leopard gall, are you tired of living? Han Xiufeng's first thought was not what Cao Yuying was doing behind his back, but the matter itself.

Ji Lu, who was going to invite merit and reward, was startled, and hurriedly said with a bitter face: "Fourth master, I didn't make my own opinion, right...... It was the second shopkeeper who asked me and Feng Xiaobao to go around and take a look. ”

"Eun-joon asked you to go, forget it, I'll go to Eun-joon later." Han Xiufeng glared at him fiercely, then raised his head and said, "Big head, go and invite Qingxian over." ”

The big head wanted to say that Eun Jun not only asked Ji Lu to keep an eye on the tips of a bunch of "little military planes", but also planned to make those "little military planes" unable to hire them tomorrow, but thinking of Eun Jun's warning, the words came to his lips and swallowed back, so he responded and ran to the bookstore to find Qingxian.

In the first few days of the opening of "Houyitang", Qingxian would go home every afternoon, but now he can't go back.

Because his brother Qingxi's criminal department had already found out, the emperor ordered Qingxi's dismissal and sent Qingxi to Heilongjiang as a drudgery. He was also dismissed from his position, imprisoned for half a year, and fined for six months. It's just that under Han Xiufeng's plea, the emperor changed the location of the captivity from Zongren Mansion to "Houyi Hall".

In the eyes of others, his family is unlucky, but in Qingxian's opinion, it is a blessing in misfortune to have this result, at least the old man is fine, at least the lives of dozens of members of the family have been saved. felt that the 80,000 taels were not in vain, and even felt grateful to Han Xiufeng. After all, compared to being confined to the Zongren Mansion, this is simply a paradise.

Hearing that Master Han was invited, Qingxian hurriedly put down the book in his hand and walked quickly to "Listening to Yuxuan".

"Qingxian greets Master Han!"

"There's no outsider here, sit down and talk."

Qingxian brought the door, took a deep look, and said from the bottom of his heart: "Fourth master, I'm still standing, you have helped my family so much and saved the lives of my whole family, I can't bother you anymore." ”

"It's all said that there are no outsiders here."

"It's not okay if you don't have outsiders, Fourth Master, Qingxian is a guilty body, and as a rule, he should have been confined in the dark prison cell of the Zongren Mansion, living a life that is not as good as pigs and dogs......"