What Yun Chu said was not what a farmer should say, nor what a businessman could say, let alone what an official could say.

The above three types of people refer to the Tang people.

For the above three people, allegiance to the emperor is a vocation!

Only for Datang readers, this matter is debatable.

After reading the book with taste and forgetting what they read, they often look at the bright moon in the sky and have all kinds of questions.

Among them, one of the most awesome questions is to question the uniqueness and uniqueness of imperial power.

This kind of scholar generally can't be an official, and even if he is an official, the possibility of being beheaded is very high.

Therefore, under normal circumstances, this kind of person will hide, secretly read, read all the books that can be read, read all the books that should be read and should not be read, and unconsciously make himself an outlier full of knowledge.

In the end, you can only be a hermit master.

Except for the emperor, everyone liked him.

Yun Chu has seen this kind of person, his chemistry teacher Liu Tiancheng is such a person, full of knowledge, full of scheming, and at the same time, full of untimeliness.

Graduated from a top university, but worked as a chemistry teacher in a second-rate middle school in a fifth-tier city for 20 years.

In the past two decades, his desk has not changed, let alone his position.

Fortunately, chemistry is a discipline that needs to be reviewed and revised frequently.

The teacher, who has never been married, was sent to the hospital by his student Yun Chu on the way to work on a thunderstorm night, and the teacher who stayed in the hospital for a month is finally willing to reflect on his life.

Then, Yun Chu, who had a good temperament, came into his sight, and he didn't want this child who was extremely similar to him to live the same painful life as him.

Therefore, after Yun Chu graduated from university, the teacher carried a bag of oranges, crossed the door of the gatekeeper, and knocked on the door of his old classmate for the first time in his life, Yun Chu's originally ordinary fate changed dramatically.

Mr. Liu Tiancheng has always believed that in China, if people want to achieve something in this life, they must analyze power, understand power, respect power, and then use power.

He believes that there is no big or small power, and that any small power deserves respect, and then, under the premise of respect, the smallest power must be used to the maximum.

There is nothing unusual about being able to use a lot of power, what matters is how to use the smallest power to the extreme.

Those who exercise great power need to be like a boat in the angry sea, cautious, and those who exercise small power should be like a boat on dry land, brave and diligent!

Yun Chu hoped to accept the teachings of Teacher Liu Tiancheng for the rest of his life, but unfortunately, the last lesson that this teacher gave Yun Chu was a parting.

When Yun Chu's inspection publicity period was over, when the letter of appointment came down, he wanted to ask the teacher what the next path should be.

This scrawny teacher spat on him, and then closed his eyes forever.

Yun Chu was drunk for three days, and when he woke up, he saw the sculpture of the son of the earth, the child lying alone on the desolate earth, with the sky as a quilt.

Fang Zheng vaguely felt from Yun Chu's answer that this kid might have a great teacher.

Because, the average gentleman will never instill in his students such a bastard knowledge as "the people are precious, the society is secondary, and the monarch is light".

Even if Fang Zheng didn't read much, he knew some academic taboos.

Only some hermit Confucians who don't know the so-called will teach their disciples these things that they don't know what to do.

Therefore, many disciples taught by famous masters are just simple bags in the eyes of people like Fang Zheng who only think about how to glorify the lintel.

In Qiuzi Town, there are a lot of people who know martial arts, and the Ninth Fold Chong Mansion next door will have the guts to kill the tiger and bear if he catches a fool at random. Of course, they just dare, as for whether the man wins or the tiger, and the bear wins, only God knows.

People who can read, can write, and can write well are the rare existence in Qiuzi Town.

Fang Zheng scratched his buttocks, looked back at his messy bookshelves and piles of papers, patted his head again, and said to Yun Chu: "You should be a scribe here with me first, you know how to be a scribe, right?" ”

Yun Chu frowned and looked at the documents and documents like the garbage heap, and sighed: "It's too messy, this is disrespectful to words, and it is also disrespectful to the ministry. ”

Fang Zheng laughed and said: "Lao Tzu came out of the barracks, it's good to be able to figure things out." ”

"If an official does not treat his ministry well, sooner or later something will happen."

"Don't worry, we are not inside the Yumen Pass, but outside the Yumen Pass, here the sky is high and the emperor is far away, there is no trouble for us from the Ministry of Officials, and there is no gossip about us from the imperial history, boy, you help me work, and you will have the benefit of eating inexhaustibly in the future."

"You first find out whether I'm a Tang person or not! It's child's play. ”

Fang Zheng laughed and said: "If you are a Tang person, I will know sooner or later, and if you are not a Tang person, I will know sooner or later."

If you are a Tang person, I should give you a lot of you, not a Tang person, but a person with ill intentions, I will give you no less! ”

Yun Chu nodded, although he didn't know why this Daguan Order called Fang Zheng was so ordinary, he was so confident.

He still wanted to applaud this man's bearing.

Yun Chu casually picked up a dusty document and flipped it over and threw it to Fang Zhengdao: "In the twenty-second year of Zhenguan, Taifu Temple has an order in Qiuci Town: quasi-Daguan orders to take charge of the transaction in Qiuci Town. ”

Fang Zheng laughed and said, "Why didn't you do it? In fact, there is no need to do it, there is no donkey in Qiuzi City who dares to be greedy for Mo Laozi's money.

On the New Year's Day every month, naturally there are people who hand over the money, four thousand! ”

Yun Chu nodded and said, "Yes, your Shangguan will think that you have received eight thousand guan, half of which went into your pocket." ”

Fang Zheng laughed even more, pointed at Yun Chu and scolded with a smile: "You hairy boy knows a fart, Lao Tzu's Shangguan is Zhang Yuan, Zhang Yuan's Shangguan is Pei Dongfeng, Pei Dongfeng's Shangguan is Cao Jishu, and Cao Jishu's Shangguan is the boss of Taifu Temple, Nong Hao Chujun." ”

Yun Chu was stunned for a moment, Fang Zheng was definitely not introducing his Shangguan, but for another reason.

Therefore, he just stared at Fang Zheng in a daze.

Sure enough, Fang Zheng was not a little worse than the old sheepskin, and he couldn't help but continue to say to Yun Chu: "They are all my brothers-in-law!" ”

This time, Yun Chu was really sluggish.

"Our family is used to giving birth to girls, and I have seven sisters, in-laws! I also have fourteen cousins, who are also pro, and there are even more sisters inside and outside the table than can be counted, you help your brother work well, and when your brother is promoted, just find a sister to marry you, and you will be promoted. ”

Listening to Fang Zheng's enthusiastic painting, Yun Chu still showed a happy look, even if he questioned the appearance of Fang Zheng's daughter because of Fang Zheng's appearance, at this time, he didn't intend to embarrass the family.

Besides, people are already showing off their own courts very restrainedly, as long as there are enough sisters, the day when the emperor will become his brother-in-law is not far off.

It is customary for the yamen to be dilapidated, and ordinary officials do not have the heart to repair the yamen, because the implication is not good at all.

The appearance of a yamen has nothing to do with the power of the yamen.

It is often such an inconspicuous yamen that will change the trajectory of many people's lives.

When Yun Chu entered the door, he was a wanderer, and when he went out, he was already the scribe of the Daguan Ling Fangzheng in Qiuzi Town.

Although Tang Ren's identity has not yet been confirmed, in Yun Chu's opinion, this matter has basically stopped affecting him.

Standing on the bustling Qiuzi Bazaar, Yun Chu looked at the blazing sun overhead, and for the first time felt that the world finally had a place for himself.

The scorching breath from the nose of the jujube red horse spread to Yun Chu's face, and Yun Chu led the jujube red horse around the dilapidated yamen and went to a courtyard shrouded in green shade.

The entourage who brought Yun Chu over finally replaced the dead face, and began to have some warmth and kindness.

Strangely, the most abundant trees in the city of Guizi are not elms or willows, but mulberry trees.

The mulberry trees here can produce black and red mulberries, and Yun Chu casually plucked some mulberries from the tree and threw them in his mouth, which was sweet and greasy.

"Do the people here also raise silkworms?"

The attendant shook his head and said, "I can't raise it." ”

"It's a pity, the mulberry leaves here are fat and juicy, you see, horses like to eat, ask a gossip, do we really have so many sisters in Daguanling?"

"This is true, but it is not surprising that the Daguan Ling family is a well-known family in Guanzhong, and everyone has dozens or hundreds of sisters.

Is it Daguan Ling who is ready to marry you again? ”

Yun Chu shook his head honestly and said, "I may not have that blessing." ”

The entourage laughed and said: "Don't think about it, this is impossible, the little ladies of the Fang family are all going to marry officials, don't think about it like us, even if people dare to marry, we don't dare to marry, the daughters of high-ranking families come to our small families, and it will be a disaster for us and us." ”

Yun Chu nodded, feeling that this person was talking well, so he arched his hand and said, "I haven't asked my brother for a name yet." ”

The entourage casually arched his hand and said: "Zhang An, it is the palm of the Daguan Order." ”

As the two spoke, they left Qiuci City through a huge gap that had suddenly appeared in the wall of Qiuci, and the place of thick shade was just outside the city, no more than a mile from the military camp.

From this, it can be seen that Founder's order is still very life-saving.

The gaps in the walls are mottled and burned with knives and axes, and it seems that there was a fierce battle here.

Zhang Zhanggu saw that Yun Chu was distracted by those traces, so he sighed and said, "Our Anxi Metropolitan Protector General Guo and his son Guo Zhizhao died here.

It's a pity that most of them have protected the country all their lives, but they were taken advantage of by the Hu people of Ashina Sheer. ”

Yun Chu stroked the dilapidated city wall with his hand and said, "That's why our army rebuilt the military fortress outside the city?" ”

Zhanggu glanced at Yun Chu and said, "This is not something that we little people should think. ”

Yun Chu was very satisfied with Zhanggu's answer, and at least one obvious meaning was revealed from his conversation - he was in a group with them, although it was only a small person. ”