The governor of Sichuan was the 13th year of Qianlong because of the shortage of troops in Jinchuan, and he was also in charge of Shaanxi, which was one of the nine feudal frontiers of the Qing court.

The Yamen station was originally in Chengdu, and in order to facilitate the transportation of grain by the overseers the year before last, the then Governor Altai directly packed the Governor's Mansion to Chongzhou, which was close to the front line.

After that, I never moved the nest.

After the excited Jia Liu rewarded Ge Wu with a few taels of silver, he immediately took Eryang, who was a bodyguard and groom, into Ge Wu's carriage and went straight to the governor's yamen.

Ah Wei asked Ge Wu to inform Jia Liu to go to the dispatch room of the Governor's Mansion to go through the formalities of becoming an official.

For example, the letter of appointment, the official uniform, the certificate waist card or something.

Although he is only a nine-grade Lan Lingchang, it looks like a sesame mung bean, but it is of great significance to Jia Liu, because it means that he is no longer a career editor of the Qing Dynasty, but a formal civil servant.

If you want to change from career to regular on the battlefield, you need at least two or three heads.

Besides, from the ninth grade to the first grade, but there is a sixteenth level difference, Jia Liu is young, and he climbs slowly.

Anyway, he progressed.

On the carriage, Yang Zhi asked with concern, "Young Master, what kind of official did Lord Ah help you get?" ”

Jia Liu happily replied, "Chief Lan Ling." ”

"What kind of official is Lan Ling?"

Yang Zhi didn't know much about the market in the flag, but the young master ignored him, sat there and looked at the buildings and pedestrians flashing outside the window with great interest, suddenly thought of something, and ordered: "Call me Lord in the future, don't call me Young Master and Young Master, it sounds like a child of a family that doesn't make it." ”

"Hey, okay, young master!"

Yang Zhi agreed, and at the same time felt honored: The young master is really good, he has become an official before he has even gone to the front line.

The carriage soon arrived at the Governor's Palace.

After Ge Wu parked the car, he told Lord Jia where the duty room of the Governor's Mansion was, and he was going to drive the car away.

Jia Liu asked casually: "What about Lord A?" ”

Ge Wudao: "Master A has gone to Jinchuan, he wants to tell Master Jia that after he goes to the army, he will listen more and talk less about everything, don't be reckless." ”

"Okay, okay."

Jia Liubu nodded, thinking that Lao Ah could get along with the same person as He Shen, but he didn't know where Lao Ah was transferred, otherwise he would have to mention some local specialties to see others.

The relationship is getting closer and closer, and it is getting more and more stable.

"You two stay here..."

After a few words, Jia Liu straightened his clothes, dusted his buttocks and walked to the duty room outside the governor's mansion.

The residence of the Governor's Mansion is the Yuewang Temple in the original Chongzhou City, and many houses around it have also been requisitioned by the Governor's Palace, and many officials are coming in and out.

There were probably twenty or thirty guards at the gate, standing motionless with spears in their hands, looking very elite.

On the opposite side, a row of bolted horses were tied to a number of horses, and a few soldiers who looked like horses were chatting.

Jia Liu walked to the duty room by the door, and asked the people inside very politely, "Excuse me, how to get to the dispatch room?" ”

A pen post looked up at Jia Liu and asked him what was the matter?

Jia Liudao: "I'm here to do the official certificate." ”

"Official? Follow me. ”

When the man heard this, he got up and walked out, motioning for Jia to go with him.

"Hey! Thank you! ”

Jia Liuxiao stepped forward and stuffed a red seal containing five taels of silver that had been prepared long ago into the other party's hand.

The seven-grade official in front of the prime minister's door, the pen post style of the governor's palace must be eight-grade.

Even if Jia Liu is an official, he must be polite to this person who works in key departments of the organ.

Needless to say, the lethality of the red envelope is self-explanatory.

"Listen to the accent, from Kyozato?"

The pen-style face is obviously different, and it is very kind.

"Hey, I'm from Kyori."

Jia Liu paid attention, always following closely, but always keeping a distance.

"In the flag?"

"In the flag!"

"Whoa, which flag?"

"The Han army is blue flag."

"Oh, I'm the Mongol with the white flag, and so am the Governor." When he said this, the expression on his face was very proud.

"Is it a relationship to find someone to leave, or is it a direct donation?"

"It's a donation, but I've hired someone too."

As he spoke, Jia Liu had already followed this post to the gate of the Governor's Palace. The pen nodded to the soldier guarding the door and was let in.

Based on this point, Mo said that the family is from the Mongolian Eight Banners, that is, a Han person, and Jia Liu has to be offered.

The highest yamen that Jia Liu had entered before was the Dutong Yamen of the Han Army's Zhenglan Banner, and the unit establishment belonged to the first grade, but compared to the unit that he stepped into now, which was also from the first grade, the Dutong Yamen was definitely much inferior in terms of power and actual status.

Yang Yuchun, a bodyguard and groom, said that the governor's yamen was the previous Yuewang Temple, so after Jia Liu entered, he saw the words "Heart Zhao Sun and Moon" hanging on the hall in the distance.

On both sides of the door stood six guards in yellow coats, and outside the hall there were more than a dozen officials wearing various flowers.

It seems that there are important people in the temple.

"Here, don't look around, the Governor is discussing with Wen Zhongtang."

The pen post reminded Jia Liu, and the head led the way and took Jia Liu to a row of houses.

There are wooden signs hanging on the outside of each house, which looks similar to Jia Liu's previous life.

Needless to say, this is an office under the governor's yamen.

There are a lot of people, and there are dozens of people crowded outside some houses.

Following the post through the crowd, Jia Liu was taken to the westernmost room.

There was also a queue at the door, about a dozen people.

After asking Jia Liu's name, the pen style entered the house, and after a while, he came out and asked Jia Liu to line up here, and when he was called, he could go in and go through the formalities.

After speaking, he left directly.

Jia Liu thought that if this guy brought seven or eight people in a day, he wouldn't be able to pay a county order for a year?

No wonder it's a human being who wants to drill into the trap.

Oil and water, big.

When he walked to the end of the line and waited honestly, the man in front of the queue who looked at the five big and three thick men turned his head and glanced at Jia Liu, and said with a smile: "Donating officials? ”

Jia Liu nodded: "Hey, donor." ”

The saying is very particular, it is a donation, not a purchase.

Donate, that is to relieve the worries of the court.

Buy, it doesn't sound good.

"What kind of official donated?"

The big man is quite "gossipy".

Jia Liu thought that this was not a secret, and he was not an official either, so he replied that it was Lan Lingchang.

"Lan Lingchang?"

The big man was stunned, as if he was thinking about something, and then suddenly realized: "You are a flag man?" ”

Jia Liu nodded: "Hey, in the flag." ”

didn't think that Dahan enthusiastically pulled him to the front, Jia Liu hurriedly said no, but Dahan couldn't help but stand behind him.

Jia Liu's identity as a flag man was really good, thinking that the person in front of him also took the initiative to give way, but he didn't think that the person in front of him was motionless like a pillar, and he didn't even look back at Lord Jia.

This is a good man.

Jia Liu was not energetic, and it was not a matter of waiting, so he turned around and continued to talk with the heroes among the heroes.

"Big brother, which single... Big brother's surname, where is it? ”

Calling someone a big brother means the same thing as reaching out and not hitting a smiling person, Jia Liu knows how to do it.

Dahan said that his name is Cao Dahua, from Yangping Guanying, Xinghan Town, Luying, Shaanxi, and now he is the general manager of the foreign commission.

Jia Liu, the general official of the foreign commission, knows that the authority is always the same as the general, but it is always the seventh grade, and the eighth general manager of the external commission is only the ninth grade.

"Then congratulations to Brother Cao!"

"Rejoice and rejoice."

“......”

After chatting for a while, Jia Liu began to inquire about the military situation on the front line.

Cao Dahua had actually only been transferred from Shaanxi for a few months, and he had been doing the errand of transporting baggage in the back, so he didn't know much about the specific situation on the front line.

But he told some things that Jia Liu didn't know.

For example, the three-way army formed by the imperial court has not been able to make great progress this year, and I heard that a few days ago it suffered a defeat in the gatehouse of Dajinchuan, Garla Mountain, and lost several hundred people.

"I heard that Wen Zhongtang was in a hurry, so he personally led the army up, it seems that the big camp is located in Muguomu..."

The two chatted like this, and the people in front of them were called in from time to time, and when they came out, they were holding their newly haired official uniforms one by one, and they were all happy.

This made Jia Liu feel happy.

Finally, after another half hour, his name was called in the house.

"The Han army is blue flag, Jia Dongge!"

"In!"

After suppressing the excitement in his heart, Jia Liu stepped on the steps with vigorous and steady steps, and stepped into the door to the political arena of the Qing Dynasty.

The space in the room was unexpectedly large, seven or eight tables were lined up in front of and back, and a number of books were stacked on each table, and a few pen slips and small officials were busy.

"Over here,"

A pen post that looked like a foreman stretched out his hand to greet Jia Liu, and asked him to show his identification, and after checking Jia Liu's Han Army Blue Banner Buteha waist card, this post found Jia Liu's name from a roster of Bai Tang A's disciples handed over by the Eight Banners of the Han Army on the table, and then began to ask Jia Liu's ancestors for several generations.

What is professionalism.

Here it is.

The letter of appointment shall be made in quadruplicate, one copy shall be handed over to Jia Liu, who shall go to the place of office; a copy of the Governor's Yamen; one copy was sent to the Beijing Military Department; One was sent to Jia Liu's subordinate Han Army, and the Blue Banner was all in charge of the Yamen.

After finishing writing, the pen style raised his head again and carefully looked at Jia Liu, and then began to write the facial features in the lower right corner of each letter of appointment, whether there were hemorrhoids on the face, and even a few of them had to be written.

It's very cumbersome to look at.

However, Jia Liu is strong.

If not, how can it seem that his official position is not easy to come by.

Finally, after the archivist had all the things in place, he asked Jia Liu to see if his letter of appointment was correct.

Jia Liu hurriedly stepped forward and took a closer look, and the real Ninth Rank Blue Feather was long.

The heart, like being burned with an iron, is very warm.

I just wanted to reach out and take one of my own, but the pen was gently tapped twice on the table.

Ah, yes, yes!

Jia Liu hurriedly took out another prepared red envelope from his pocket and put it on the table.

I opened the "drawer" in the style of a pen and threw the red envelope into it without looking at it. Inside, there are more than a dozen packs.

After giving Jia Liu's official certificate, he motioned to go to the back to get the official uniform, official hat, official boots and Lan Ling's long waist card.

Back door?

Jia Liu noticed that there were two doors in this house, and he was busy going out through the other door, but it was a small alley.

The alley leads to both ends.

Which end?

Jia Liu was about to go back and ask, but Xitou poked out a chubby head, and stretched out his hand to greet him with a happy face: "My lord, this way, this way!" ”

"Hey!"

The "adult" shouted to Jia Liu, so he hurried over.

When I walked to the end, I found that it was a small square, with a few temporary sheds on it.

In the shed, all kinds of official uniforms are piled up everywhere. Some of them looked very new, as if they had just been brought from a tailor's shop.

This made Jia Liu a little messy, but quickly adapted.

The governor of Sichuan sells officials, and he doesn't prepare enough goods.

"My lord, please show me my official certificate, so that the little ones can prepare it for the adults!"

The chubby head of the steward made Jia Liu come back to his senses, and hurriedly showed his official credentials, and the fat man shouted behind him after reading it: "Nine Rank Blue Ling is long!" ”

"Okay!"

With the operation of the assembly line, Jia Liu's official uniforms, official hats, and official boots were found from different places and placed on the long table in front of him one by one.

It's casual, but as long as it's genuine.

Looking at the brand-new official hat and uniform, Jia Liu felt that all the grievances he had suffered in the past few days were worth it.

He was about to stretch out his hand, but he didn't think that a big hand was one step ahead of him.

The song rang out.

"Congratulations to the Lord for his good fortune, congratulations to the Lord Pengcheng Wanli, congratulations to the Lord for his step-by-step promotion, congratulations to the Lord for his good luck and financial resources..."

After singing, the fat steward stretched out his hand and smiled all over his face: "Adult, let the little ones touch your joy, right?" ”