Sincerely thank the "Nerve Immortal" comrades for their insight and active funding for Jia Zhongtang to enter the political arena of the Qing Dynasty and become the third leader of the alliance in this book!

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Zhao Guodong said that this time the queen mother had a long life, and the emperor specially decreed that the Manchurian, Mongolian, and Han Eight Banners selected their children to supplement Tang A.

In principle, if the current sixth-grade or higher of each banner and the descendants of the brothers and grandchildren of the fifth-grade or higher are over 18 years old and have no errands, they must submit their own banners to the Yamen for selection. In addition, the will particularly emphasizes that the descendants of officials above the fourth grade of the Han army were incorporated into the Han army at the beginning of the country, and those who meet the conditions cannot be omitted.

Although the Jia family has no current officials, Jia Da has a hereditary cloud cavalry captain of the fifth grade all over his body, and the ancestor of the old lady Jia was a second-grade member at the beginning of the country, and Jia Liu meets the conditions of age and no errands, so the Jia family is bound to have a place.

It seems that this condition is specially formulated for the Jia family.

No, Zhao Guodong, who is close to the Jia family, came over to inform the two of them about this great event.

"If Xiao Liuzi can make up for Bai Tang'a, most of your family won't have to go out of the flag, is this considered a double happiness?" Zhao Guodong smiled and took a piece of persimmon from the fruit box handed by Jia Liu, stuffed it into his mouth, took a bite of "mmmm" and said it was delicious.

The fruit box was sent by He Shen, and Jia Liu borrowed flowers to offer Buddha.

"Isn't it a double happiness, Emperor Longen, Longen... Our Jia family has been saved, saved... The old lady blesses, the ancestor manifests..."

Jia Daquan, who was sitting on the side, didn't know whether it was better to cross his left leg or his right leg.

"I heard that the Yingzhong Hall of the Criminal Department specially entered the palace to invite the flags, otherwise how could there be such a good thing."

Hearing this, the two masters of the Jia family glanced at each other, and they both understood that it must be a favor from the guards, otherwise Renying Zhongtang would be able to enter the palace to ask for favor?

Heshen, it's really good.

Jia Liu's heart praised again and again, and he could deal with it when he was young, and he really had something to do.

Seeing that Lao Zhao untied the cigarette pouch tied to his waist, Jia Daquan hurriedly instructed his son: "What are you doing in a daze, don't give your Uncle Zhao a cigarette and light a fire!" ”

"Hey, good!"

Jia Liu hurriedly pinched some tobacco leaves from the cigarette pouch on the table and put them into Zhao Guodong's tobacco pot, and lit them with a fire fold.

"Let's click", Zhao Guodong spit out a big smoke ring, looking comfortable.

Jia Liushan extinguished the fire and took advantage of the situation to ask, "Uncle Zhao, what kind of official is Bai Tang'a?" ”

He really didn't know what Bai Tang'a was, and it sounded like the name was the official name of Manchuria in the past.

"Worship Tang A, it's not an official, but it's very promising..."Zhao Guodong put down his cigarette pouch and told Jia Liuliu about the nature of worshipping Tang A.

First of all, Bai Tang Azhen is not an official, because there is no grade.

But those who can worship Tang'a must be banner people, including the Shangsanqi Baoyi directly under the Ministry of Internal Affairs. Other than that, no one is qualified to pick on Bai Tang'a.

"Let's tell you kid like this, if you can be a worshipper Tang, the ordinary people in our banner will definitely not be able to compare to you, let alone the Han people...

In addition, when you worship Tang A, you have the qualification to elect officials, which is equivalent to the qualification of the Wuke Township Examination, which means that you don't have to participate in the martial arts to be a martial arts person... In short, there are many benefits, that is, donating to buy officials is much cheaper than others. ”

Zhao Guodong also hated himself for being only a seventh-grade official, and if he was sixth-grade, he would have the opportunity to get a place for his son.

After listening to Lao Zhao's words, Jia Liu's eyes suddenly became much brighter, and his heart was slightly excited: Cheng, that's it!

Whether it is a donor or a donor, or Bai Tang'a, he can put his legs into the civil service first, even if he is a black cat or a white cat, he can do whatever the cat.

What's more, this worship Tang Amaiguan can still be discounted, isn't it a position tailored for Jia Liuye by the Qing Dynasty.

If you don't grasp this, you will be struck by lightning.

But when he was happy, Zhao Guodong changed his words and said: "Don't be too happy too early, you kid, you have to take the test." ”

"Exam?!"

Jia Liu had a headache when he heard this test.

On the side, his father Jia Daquan also let out a "ah", and pouted his ass a little nervously.

"Of course you have to take the test, otherwise where will you be assigned? If you are given a fourth class, you kid may cry like that. Zhao Guodong explained with a smile that he said that he was taking the test, but there was nothing that he couldn't pass the test, but he had to decide where to go according to the test results.

According to the rules of the past, Baitanga was divided into four classes.

You don't have to think about where to go as soon as you wait to worship Tang A, because you are assigned to the Imperial Bird Gun Office, Shangyu Reserve Office (Sticky Pole Office), Eagle Dog Office, Tiger Gun Battalion, Guide Office, and Shanpu Camp, which are the elite of the Eight Banners and the key Yamen of the palace ban, and non-Manchurian Banner people cannot enter.

The second-class worship of Tang A is divided into the major yamen in Beijing, the eight banners of the general yamen to serve as miscellaneous positions, or stationed in the local garrison.

"It's best for the sixth son to be able to get into the second class, so that he can eat a share of imperial grain in our banner yamen, and there are ten taels a year. In the future, I will be on an errand, and I will help more, and I will be worried about the family? Zhao Guodong happily grabbed a handful of peanuts and threw them into his mouth while peeling them.

Ten taels is a lot, and the rations given by the imperial court to the banner people are only 23 taels a year (33 taels in Manchuria).

Jia Liu's side didn't want to be like Zhao Guodong and spend his whole life in six or seven grades, because the high-ranking officials of the Yamen were all monopolized by Manchuria and Mongolia.

So he asked what it meant to be garrisoned.

"That's the armor."

Zhao said that there were garrison soldiers of the Eight Banners in all parts of the city, and although they were assigned to all parts of the city, although they also had the qualifications to elect officials, most of them had to wear armor in the early stage.

The only good thing is that the annual salary is good, and I can get 40 taels a year, which is about to catch up with a county. But compared to staying in Beijing, it's obviously much worse.

At the feet of the Son of Heaven, can it be comparable to other places?

Jia Daquan also nodded again and again, saying that he couldn't be assigned to other places and full of cities. It's easy to go, but it's hard to come back, and if you don't get it, you have to stay there for the rest of your life.

Jia Liu let out an "oh" and continued to ask for advice with a smiling face: "Uncle Zhao, where is the third grade?" ”

"The third division is in the Ministry of Internal Affairs."

"The Ministry of Internal Affairs?"

"It's an errand for the palace."

Jia Liu's scalp was numb, and he lost his voice: "This is not going to be a eunuch in the palace!" ”

"Nonsense,"

Zhao Guodong listened to the music and explained that Bai Tang'a in the palace was not a eunuch, but an "official" under the management of the Internal Affairs Office, which was equivalent to half a pen sticker.

"It's not in the palace, it's mainly in the imperial dining room, the tea room, and the prince's dining room... If you do a good job and win the appreciation from above, you can become the foreman and worship Tang A, and then rise step by step, you kid may be able to become the Minister of the Interior in the future. ”

Of course, this is to tease Jia Liu, and this opportunity will only come out once in many years.

"Hehe..."

Jia Liu laughed dryly, he understood that the third-class Bai Tang'a who was assigned to the Internal Affairs Office was actually a supernumerary member of the palace, and his essence was miscellaneous. And the room for promotion is also in the Ministry of Internal Affairs, even if he can be mixed into the Minister of the Interior, he does not have much real power.

After a moment's hesitation, he asked, "Where are the quarters?" ”

Zhao Guodong said "hehe": "Good place, border area!" ”

"Border area" refers to the snow area, Mongolia, Huibu, and southwest and northeast places. In the event of a war, just as the Baitanga in the garrison of the whole city, the Baitanga in the border area must be selected for recruitment and sent by the commander of the army.

Not to mention the hardships, they will die at any time, so no one wants to go. However, because the fourth-class place is too bad, the Qing court stipulated that all fourth-class people who go to the border area will be rewarded with a six- or seven-grade martial arts, which is also considered a future.

"You can't go to the border area!"

In order not to go back to the ministry to fight, Jia Daquan broke his own leg by himself, so where would he be willing to let his son go to the border area to endure hardships and risks.

got up and added tea to Zhao Guodong, and said with a smile: "Old Zhao, didn't I hear that there is also a shortage of our Han army in the first class?" Can't you help your eldest nephew figure it out? He's going to mix well in the future, can he repay your uncle..."

"Yes, you want to eat all your fart, and I still want to go to a place like that! Can you get it? ”

Zhao Guodong directly poured cold water on Jia Daquan, "The Lama Palace and the Old Summer Palace are also first-class, but they can make up for the worship of our Han military flag, but when you go there, you are looking at the gate, if you are willing to let your six sons suffer this hardship, I can help him go." ”

"Well, all because I didn't say it,"

Where can the watchdog guarding the garden be worthy of his own son, Jia Daquan shook his head with a smile, held Zhao Guodong and said: "You see that your nephew is also a talent, so he has to be a second-class." ”

"Well, it's a talent, but how did I hear that your two men are in trouble?"

The affairs of the Jia family and the grandfather are known throughout the banner, can Zhao Guodong know? It is also because of the past relationship between the two families that I came here, and I put aside others who have the leisure to come to the door in person and tell you the Tao here.

Although it was a joke, it made the Jia family and the grandfather a little uncomfortable.

"Let me tell you this, if I can come, it means that I also want to be a good son, but it's not up to me to decide how many times to wait."

Zhao Guodong looked at the Jia family and the grandfather meaningfully, got up and said that it was not early, he had to go back to the yamen to count those who were qualified to make up for the quota first, so that he could report the list before he got off duty.

"Then you're busy!"

The two masters of the Jia family hurriedly and politely sent Zhao Guodong out of the yard, and when they left, under the urging of their son's eyes several times, Jia Daquan stuffed a red sealed bag into Zhao Guodong's hand.

Zhao Guodong pinched it, there were probably a few taels of silver in it, but this time he put it in his pocket without the slightest excuse. Favors belong to favors, and things belong to things.

After thinking about it, he told Jia Daquan: "You let Liuzi prepare first, don't run around in the past two days, wait for me to inform you." In addition, you should also prepare some, and spend where you should spend it, so as not to miss the future of the sixth son because of the small money. ”

"Yes, yes."

Jia Daquan nodded without hesitation.

"That's it, let's go back."

There happened to be someone passing by in the alley, and Zhao Guodong was also familiar with him, so he smiled and beckoned him to come forward and walk with that person.

The two of them closed the door, and after looking at each other for a few breaths, they both showed happy smiles on their faces.

Can you not be happy?

The matter that I had been worried about for a few days was finally resolved, and everyone was happy.

However, Xu was too hard to pinch the two before, so even though the relationship between the two parties is harmonious now, they didn't say much.

"You eat first,"

Jia Daquan smiled and asked Yang Zhi to hurry up and heat up the meal for the young master.

Jia Liu, who returned to the house, stood in front of the mirror with his hands in his hand, quietly looking at himself in the mirror, and nodded slightly from time to time.

"Young Master, what are you looking at?"

Yang Zhi, who came in with food, was very curious, and looked in the mirror and didn't find anything wrong.

Jia Liu turned around slowly: "Bolt Zhu, does the young master look like he can be a master in the middle hall?" ”