Tomorrow is the day of rest, and Liao Jin, the secretary of the Ministry of Rites, finally breathed a sigh of relief.

Since returning home to reunite with his father for the Mid-Autumn Festival last year, he has been busy with the wheel, even dealing with work on Chinese New Year's Eve.

Restoring the territory is a great joy, but it is also a headache to govern the northern lands that have fallen for decades.

As the secretary of the Ministry of Rites, in charge of etiquette, sacrifices, tribute banquets, official studies, imperial examinations and foreign affairs, it stands to reason that the six books are relatively idle, but because the Ministry of Rites is drawn too many officials, the entire Ministry of Rites is very tight, and many things that should be done by subordinates, his boss has to do it himself.

The recovery of the northern land of the Dasheng State accounted for about two-fifths of the entire territory of the Dasheng State, and a large number of talents were needed to govern it.

In the past few years, Dashengguo has sent half of its officials from the south to serve in the north, but there is still a shortage of manpower.

What's more, accustomed to the mild climate and rich people's livelihood economy in the south, most officials did not want to suffer in the north, and were even more afraid that the foreign races in the north would invade the south again.

Sitting at home, Liao Jin took a sip of ginseng tea, leaned on the soft chair relaxed, took a long breath of relief, and then closed his eyes to recuperate.

After a while, he opened his eyes and asked the butler who had been waiting carefully, "I'm free tomorrow, who are you going to see me recently?" ”

"Duke Lu Yuan's grandson Song Dinggongzi has been asking to see you for a month." The housekeeper said as he took out a list that had already been prepared, "There is also Min Xian, the head of the Jiangnan Min Silk Chamber of Commerce, who has also been paying homage for a month and a half. ”

That list is the list of posts that have been posted for a while now, and they are all more important lists that have been screened.

Liao Jin took the list, glanced at it, and then retreated: "Master, it's rare for me to have a free day, and I don't want to intrigue with these people." ”

The butler immediately took out another list and handed it over respectfully.

The people on this list are all inconsequential people, basically some juniors or fellow villagers, etc.

Liao Jin, as the secretary of the Ministry of Rites, is in a high position, and many people ask to see him every day, and the identity of the person who asks to see is complicated, so he has to ask the housekeeper to classify the people who want to see.

"Hey, isn't this a young talent from my hometown?" Liao Jin swept his eyes over the list and saw the word Xu Xian on the list, and immediately became interested, "Reply to Xu Xian and ask him to come over at noon tomorrow and have a meal with me." ”

He couldn't help but think of the Mid-Autumn Festival last year, at the Shoushan Poetry Meeting, a handsome and dashing young man calmly and freely under the attention of many talented people in Qiantang County, and made a breathtaking song that made him cry on the spot.

When the housekeeper heard this, he didn't respond immediately, but said with some hesitation: "Master, this Xu Xian is a little troublesome." ”

"Trouble? What trouble can there be? Liao Jin couldn't help laughing.

As a scholar of the Ministry of Rites, he can make him think that there are really not many troublesome things, and if there is, it must be a major matter related to the country.

The housekeeper said, "Xu Xian just offended Wang Guiren not long ago...... Now it's called Yuhua Concubine. ”

"How could Xu Xian, a little scholar, offend Concubine Yuhua in the palace?" Liao Jin asked puzzledly.

Although the matter of Xu Xian and Wang Yun's competition was widely spread in Bianjing, it was not qualified to reach the ears of real high-ranking officials. What's more, Liao Jin has been busy all the time, and he has no time to listen to gossip.

The housekeeper said: "The specific old slave is not very clear, probably Xu Xian and Yuhuafei's nephew Wang Yun had a conflict in the Guozi Prison, and the two had a talent competition in public, but Wang Yun was forced by Xu Xian to vomit blood and fall into a coma, and the whole person was stupid." ”

"In addition, during the talent competition, Xu Xian made a breathtaking Yongmei, which has a sentence of 'sparse shadows and horizontal slopes, clear and shallow, dark fragrance floating moon dusk', which was appreciated by many people." The butler added.

"This Xu Xian, poetry is indeed outstanding." Liao Jin smiled approvingly.

Then he said disdainfully: "Young people are vigorous, and it's normal to have conflicts." It's just that this Wang Yun is too bad, and he can be compared to vomiting blood and falling into a coma when he competes to learn, and he makes himself stupid. ”

At the end, he said to the butler: "A harem woman who has gained power by pampering herself, there is nothing to be afraid of." When you say that, I want to meet this young talent from my hometown even more. ”

"Yes." The butler answered.

Liao Jin continued to look at the list, but he didn't find anyone who interested him, so he gave the list back to the housekeeper: "I will only see Xu Xian tomorrow." Tell the kitchen to cook a few more hometown dishes for lunch. ”

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Tomorrow is the tenth day of rest, and after nightfall, the country is very quiet.

Although there are dormitories in the Guozi Prison, the priests, doctors, teaching assistants and others do not live in it, and most of the scholars do not live in the Guozi Prison.

In addition to some of the children of commoners like Xu Xian, many of them were the children of important ministers or princes of the imperial court. The children of important ministers and princes of the imperial court whose homes are in Bianjing, naturally do not live in the national prison.

There are also some scholars from wealthy families who directly bought a courtyard in Bianjing, with maids and servants waiting, or have already married and had children, and live with their wives and children.

Therefore, there were very few scholars who lived in the prison of the country.

Especially tonight, because of the rest tomorrow, the few scholars who live in the Guozi Prison basically go out to the banquet and play.

Xu Xian also had an invitation from a scholar, but he didn't like to play very much, so he declined and stayed in the Guozi Prison to study.

was engrossed in Wen Shujian, when suddenly there was a knock on the door, Xu Xian put down the book, went to open the door, and found that it was the doorman of Guozijian.

"Master Xu, this is your invitation." The doorman handed over an invitation.

Xu Xian took the invitation with some doubts and thanked the doorman.

Closing the door, he opened the invitation to watch, and unexpectedly found that it was an invitation from Liao's mansion.

"Lord Xiao Liao actually has time to meet me, and it seems that he wants to invite me to dinner in his house." Xu Xian looked at the invitation, a little stunned.

During the time he arrived in Bianjing, in addition to delivering a letter to Liao's mansion, he also visited two senior brothers who were also under Zhang Jingming's seat.

The official positions of those two senior brothers are not high, from the fifth grade and the sixth grade, plus there is a handwritten letter from Zhang Jingming, so he can meet directly.

As for sending a letter of worship to Liao Jin, the secretary of the Ministry of Rites, it was completely out of etiquette and had no purpose, and he never thought that Liao Jin would really receive him.

At that time, when he went to Liao's Mansion to pay his respects, he saw that there was a market in front of Liao's Mansion, and the worship posts were piled up, thinking that his worship posts would definitely not be seen by Lord Liao.

"Oops, a bit of a headache. I didn't have a gift for my visit, and I didn't know what to prepare. Xu Xian rubbed his temples in some pain, "Mainly after meeting with Lord Xiao Liao, I don't know what to say." I don't have anything to do with him. ”

"I have nothing to disturb, Lord Xiao Liao is open-minded, I shouldn't blame you, right?"

Xu Xian was distressed for a while, and decided to put this matter aside for the time being, continue to study the book, and talk about tomorrow's affairs tomorrow.