The Weiwei Temple bus Sima Ling is divided into civil and military duties, the civil official is responsible for conveying instructions, and the military attache is responsible for patrolling Sima Gate.

Among them, the civil officials are under the jurisdiction of the Weiwei Temple, and the military attaché is under the jurisdiction of the captain.

And there are three to five minions under the command of Sima Ling, and the food is 600 stones.

One stone of millet is about ten and a half taels, which means that the money given by the imperial court is worth about six thousand and a half taels.

This salary is not low, as long as you don't eat or drink, you can buy the cheapest house in Chang'an City in two years.

However, the cheapest store in Chang'an City costs ten and a half taels, and a meal in the direction of the imperial dynasty costs hundreds and a half taels, which is likely to belong to the imperial court's subsistence salary in Chang'an City, where every inch of land is valuable.

Zhang Xuezhou didn't have any big thoughts about this subsistence salary, and he probably received it as soon as it was paid.

He also didn't expect to get rich on the salary of the imperial court.

But Zhang Xuezhou's headache is the position.

He was so good at literature that he was actually classified as a military attaché.

In other words, he must patrol Sima Gate with his minions.

Sima Gate belongs to the outer palace gate of some important buildings, just like those gatekeepers at the city gate, Zhang Xuezhou also became one of them.

"Captain, I'm not really good at fighting, I should be used to convey news!"

Zhang Xuezhou went to Weiwei Temple to report, and he also met his boss, a strong man in his forties, Du Rui.

"Young man, if you don't mention that you are martial arts in the letter of recommendation for officials, the imperial court will not arrange for you to be a military attaché" Du Rui said: "Now that you are here, you can do a good job, after all, I am only supervising your gains and losses, and I am not responsible for replacing your duties, and it is useless for you to complain to me!" ”

"Shangwu?"

Zhang Xuezhou took a slight breath of cold air.

He did not mention that he was martial arts in his self-recommendation letter, but the fictional 'Zixu' can indeed be good at martial arts.

I don't know how many chapters the new emperor has seen, and the other party probably thinks that he is also a martial artist.

"Write a ...... if you know it Forget it, I can't write, my dad taught me to write martial arts, and he didn't let me write Wenxia! ”

Zhang Xuezhou eventually accepted his position.

He's not very good at fighting, but he's not without the ability to fight.

As a monk within a thousand of the new Han Dynasty, his strength is not bad.

"So many little minions guarding the city can survive, I don't believe that I will collide with Tai Sui!"

Zhang Xuezhou received the order and accepted his position as military attaché.

"The Sima Gate you took office is in Yangling Sima Men, in charge of Sima Men, you change three shifts a day, discuss the time yourself, and take office within three days after taking the official order!"

Du Rui pointed in the direction of Yangling, and smiled and signaled Zhang Xuezhou to work hard.

Military attachés like to solve problems with their fists, and if they are not good at fighting, they will inevitably be assigned to night shifts in three shifts.

"If you do well over there, maybe you can come to the palace in two years," Du Rui laughed.

"Yangling?"

Zhang Xuezhou became an official as he wished, but he was indeed a man of mediocre luck.

Not to mention that he begged the official three times, and the position arrangement was also very ordinary, and he had to go to the cemetery as a gatekeeper.

Yangling is the cemetery where Emperor Jing was buried, and the time for Emperor Jing's burial was not long, and Sima Men also lacked personnel to garrison, so it was finally his turn.

It is not uncommon for him to have an official position in this kind of bus Sima Ling, after all, Sima Gate has four gates in the southeast, northwest and northwest, and involves three shifts, and he is only a small leader in the team of twelve city guards.

After obtaining his position as a new official and taking the token, Zhang Xuezhou withdrew from Weiwei Temple.

He came in with great joy and left with little satisfaction.

"Cousin, are you a good official?" Rong Tianding, who was waiting outside the gate, asked.

"That's great, as long as it's time, I'll have the final say in that place!"

Zhang Xuezhou adjusted his mentality very quickly.

As usual, he looked for the advantages of his position.

He, a Beijing official, is a little far away from Chang'an City, but it is not without benefits, at least there are no people coming and going in the place where the tomb is guarded, and he is idle.

This is also in line with his original pursuit of becoming an idle official.

The only trouble is that this kind of position can only pass the time at a glance, and it is difficult to see any possibility of promotion.

After all, Zhang Xuezhou has never heard of anyone who guards the tomb well, and then became a big official, most of the tomb guards have been guards all their lives, and they have basically never moved places.

"Cousin, I knew you were a person who did great things," Rong Tian Ding said happily.

"Yes, let's go buy a house that is convenient for me and for you to go to Lie in a while!"

Zhang Xuezhou raised his official card, indicating that he finally had the qualifications to buy a house in Chang'an City.

As long as he becomes an official and buys a house, he will become a Chang'an person, even if he is not an official one day, this house will not lack the qualifications to move in.

To buy a house, as usual, you have to go to Jingzhaoyi Mansion to find documents for registration, and then to make relevant inquiries, and then to neighbors to accept and investigate and other projects, and many things are left behind before paying the money.

The matter of buying a house is a little complicated, and Zhang Xuezhou is not in a hurry to do it immediately.

When he came out of Weiwei Temple, he would stop by and go to Laoshu Hutong for a turn.

Hanging the official token on his waist, Zhang Xuezhou pulled Rong Tianding, and the two interspersed in the street for a while.

"Cousin, I don't think I've been here!"

"Don't worry, follow me, you won't go the wrong way!"

After wandering around Chang'an City, Zhang Xuezhou is now very familiar with the streets of Chang'an City, and knows where to turn corners, where is a dead end, and where to take shortcuts.

He has a very strong memory, and at this time, his head seems to have a navigation map, and he also directly intersperses the streets to the place where the Flying Feather Demon King mentioned hiding the essence of the spirit jade.

For Zhang Xuezhou, who is familiar with the terrain, the eighteenth stone lion town beast in Laoshu Hutong is extremely easy to find.

Except for the playful little children, few people touch the sculptures of these town houses.

"Why are you here to take the essence of the jade?"

Zhang Xuezhou had just found the eighteenth stone lion, and successfully discovered that there was a porcelain vase hidden under the belly of the stone lion.

He pretended to bend over next to the stone lion to put on his shoes, but his hand quickly reached in.

As soon as the porcelain vase arrived, Zhang Xuezhou saw the stone lion turn his head slightly, and then made a very slight inquiry.

"I'll go, the stone lion can still talk?"

Rong Tianding exclaimed, his body couldn't help but tremble.

The voice that Zhang Xuezhou could hear, and Rong Tianding, who followed, could also hear it.

He shook his head vigorously, only to feel that the majestic appearance of the stone lion was a little more distorted, and the stone ball in his mouth also rolled around, making a low sound.

"Demon!"

Rong Tianding shouted, and he couldn't help but use what little ability he had.

A trace of Nanming Ding fire slapped at the stone lion, Rong Tianding only heard the stone lion let out a miserable cry, and then his body began to turn into quicksand-like stone chips and kept falling.

"Cousin?"

"There is a demon, the stone lion has turned into sand!"

When Rong Tianding exclaimed, he only heard Zhang Xuezhou also shouting.

The house in the old tree alley can be placed in the town beast to watch the door, and the identity of the people here is not expensive, at least it has nothing to do with the rich.

"Cousin?"

"Follow me and shout louder!"

Zhang Xuezhou whispered, and then pointed at himself, he covered his face with his sleeve, a shimmer of mana floated, and his face had begun to grow old.

When Zhang Xuezhou finished casting the aging technique, he shouted loudly there again.

Rong Tianding was stunned, and didn't understand what Zhang Xuezhou was going to do for a while.

But he quickly adjusted his mentality, brushed his sleeves and covered his face, and released an aging technique.

Since Zhang Xuezhou didn't shout for his life, it should be extremely safe at the moment, which made him join the ranks of shouting loudly.

When the two of them kept exclaiming, they saw the doors of several nearby houses poking their heads out of the doors.

"Oh, the head of the stone lion at the door of Wang Dashanren has turned into sand!"

"The demon is coming!"

"The demon has begun to plague the gatekeeper beasts!"

"Hurry up and ask the master to ask the mage to come to the door to exorcise evil spirits!"

"Report to the official!"

……

Several men shouted at the door, and their panicked expressions were almost no different from Rong Tianding's.

Ancient trees withered, or ancient trees caught fire, and other things happened in Chang'an City from time to time, and the disasters of these ancient trees were completely irregular, which also made it difficult for the government to control the news, which led to the spread of the people.

Ordinary people have not escaped from ignorance, and are the most superstitious about all kinds of weird and strange things, and even scare themselves.

When they really saw some bizarre things, these people were inevitably frightened, and they shouted and began to look for their master.

(End of chapter)