Qin Wei walked out of the imperial city slowly, but he didn't expect Fu Chengyi to be still waiting for him.

"I'm sorry to keep Mr. Samurai waiting." Qin Wei arched his hand and said.

Fu Chengyi smiled, "I know a good tea shop, His Royal Highness the King of the County is willing to try it!" ”

"Sir, please!" Qin Wei naturally would not refuse.

Then the two got into their respective carriages and came to a tea shop called Mingxin.

As soon as Fu Chengyi got off the carriage, the cousin in the tea shop familiarly introduced him to a private room, obviously he was a frequent visitor here.

The private room is not big, but it is exquisite and fresh, with green trees outside the window, weeping willows flying, and chirping birds.

The two sat down, and the cousin brought a pot of tea.

"This is Mao Feng from Yunshan in Shuzhou, Your Highness will taste if it meets your taste." Fu Chengyi poured a cup of tea for Qin Wei.

Qin Wei picked up the tea and took a sip.

"The taste is sweet, the tea is rich, good tea, good tea!" He exclaimed.

Fu Chengyi rolled up his sleeves and poured himself a glass, his movements were full of elegance, and his every move was comfortable and free, elegant and casual.

"Yunshan Maofeng is a famous tea in Shuzhou, so that countless tea customers flock to it, but unfortunately the yield of this tea is very low, and only this Mingxin tea workshop in the entire Kyoto City has this tea."

"I grew up under the Yunshan Mountain when I was a child, and my father was a tea farmer, so I love this pot of Yunshan Maofeng."

Fu Chengyi smiled gently.

"Mr. Fu should not be an ordinary tea farmer!" Qin Wei said.

"Hahaha, he is indeed not an ordinary tea farmer, but he is a tea farmer in Yunshan." Fu Chengyi said with a smile.

Although Qin Wei didn't know what the identity of Fu Chengyi's father was, he was sure that Fu Chengyi's father must be a Confucian cultivator.

Confucian cultivation must be cultivated from an early age, the requirements are higher than the martial artists, and the entry is slower than the martial artists, if Fu Chengyi did not have a qualified guide in his childhood, he would definitely not have such an achievement now.

"The knot is in the human realm, and there is no noise of cars and horses. How can you ask you? The heart is far away from itself. Picking chrysanthemums under the east fence, leisurely see the South Mountain. The mountain weather is good, and the birds are returning. There is a true meaning in this, and I have forgotten to distinguish it. Qin Wei said softly.

Fu Chengyi was slightly stunned, and then his eyes lit up, "This is a poem written by His Royal Highness!" ”

Qin Wei shook his head, "This king doesn't have such a poetic talent, this poem was written by Mr. Tao Yuanming." This king just thinks that this poem should be very in line with Mr. Fu's state of mind. ”

"Mr. Tao Yuanming!" Fu Chengyi was a little suspicious, because in his memory, there was no such name.

"I don't know where this Mr. Tao Yuanming is? Is it okay for the official to come to the house? ”

Qin Wei smiled, "I'm afraid I'll disappoint Mr. Sacrificial Wine, Mr. Tao Yuanming has been dead for many years, and this king just accidentally discovered his posthumous work." ”

"It's a pity, it's a pity, the language of this poem is plain and simple, not pretending to be decorated, but it is rich and full of reason."

"The scenery is affectionate, the love is reasonable, quiet and distant, it is really evocative."

"This Mr. Tao Yuanming must be a rare hermit!"

Fu Chengyi said with a look of regret.

Qin Wei smiled secretly in his heart, chatting with readers should pay attention to strategy, with his half-baked Confucian level, it is naturally impossible to chat with Fu Chengyi, so on the way here, he prepared a few poems as a conversation point for chatting.

We don't do anything about copying, let's just find a topic.

As Qin Wei expected, as soon as this poem was read, Fu Chengyi's interest in chatting was aroused.

Qin Wei doesn't know how to compose poetry, but he knows Tao Yuanming!

Tao Yuanming was one of his favorite poets in his previous life.

"Mr. Sacrificial Wine is right, Mr. Tao Yuanming is indeed a rare hermit."

"Mr. Tao Yuanming has been a petty official for several years, and because of the sinister officialdom, he abandoned the official and returned to the field, far away from the world, and indulged in the countryside."

Qin Wei said with a smile.

Fu Chengyi bowed his head slightly and said: "It can be seen from his poems, but this poem is a little too negative." If you can meet him, you must persuade him well, it's a pity! ”

When Qin Wei heard this, he couldn't help but be stunned.

Persuade Tao Yuanming not to be so negative!

He didn't even know how to take it.

It is not an accident that Fu Chengyi has this kind of thought, after all, he and Tao Yuanming are in different positions and environments, and it is normal for them to have some differences in concepts.

In the Eastern Jin Dynasty where Tao Yuanming lived, the gate valve system was strict, and it was impossible for people from the Shu clan to break through the monopoly of the gate lord clan on the power of high-ranking officials.

Tao Yuanming has been doing all his life, and the officials he has done are just small sesame officials such as joining the army and county officials, not only can he not display his ambition to help the world, but he also has to lower his ambition and humiliate himself in the fornication and humiliation of some officialdom figures.

Under such circumstances, it is difficult for Tao Yuanming's ideals to be turned into reality.

Therefore, he is disgusted with the world and dissatisfied with reality, and he has the negative emotions of avoiding contradictions, not fighting with the world, and being alone.

And Fu Chengyi became famous at a young age, but when he was in his forties, he sat on the official position of the country's priest and wine, so he naturally couldn't understand Tao Yuanming's helplessness.

Qin Wei couldn't explain this, so he could only let Fu Chengyi make up for it by himself.

"Mr. Samurai shouldn't be looking for this king just for tea." Qin Wei couldn't pick up the conversation, so he could only change the topic.

"Oh, yes, yes, I almost forgot about business." Fu Chengyi patted his head before remembering his purpose of asking Qin Wei.

"The Zhenwu Division was newly established, and there should be a shortage of manpower, and there are several students in this official who have both ability and political integrity, and they want to recommend them to His Royal Highness the County King."

He is the sacrificial wine of the Guozijian, and the tens of thousands of prisoners of the Guozijian can be said to be his students.

Prison students can enter the official career through the Bagong Imperial Examination, which hinders the road to selection, but because there are many more people competing for official positions than the positions that can be arranged, many prisoners in the Guozijian cannot enter the official career.

At the beginning of the construction of the Zhenwu Division, it was the time of employing people, not to mention anything else, there were more than a dozen vacant positions in the heads of each housing department alone.

The head of the Zhenwu Division is the official position of the sixth grade, and there are as many as hundreds of other positions that are not in the stream.

If the manpower of the Zhenwu Division is to be replenished, Qin Wei estimates that at least more than 500 scribes will be needed, and this is still in the case that the affairs of the Zhenwu Division are not involved in the thirteen states, and if the thirteen states are involved, the number of scribes required is estimated to reach thousands.

Although the Zhenwu Division is a violent organization, many things within the Zhenwu Division need to be done by scribes, such as the collection, analysis, and aggregation of information by civil forces, the compilation and storage of files, etc., which require a large number of clerks.

For the prisoners of Guozijian, although the situation of Zhenwusi is very poor, it is a good way to enter the office.

Everything is difficult at the beginning, as long as they have a layer of official status, they can seek other official positions in the future.

Of course, the person recommended by Fu Chengyi is definitely not an ordinary prisoner, he must be running for those positions in charge.

However, this is exactly what Qin Wei wants, yesterday he ordered Luo Jin to go to the Guozijian and Yanwu Pavilion to recruit people, and today Fu Chengyi will come to the door, such a good thing, he naturally will not refuse.

What's more, this is still an opportunity to sell favors.

Fu Chengyi's favor, Confucianism's favor!

That's the rarest thing.

"Mr. Sacrificial Wine may not know, this king also ordered Lord Luo Jin to go to the Guozijian to seek talent, if there is no accident, Lord Luo Jin should be in the Guozijian at this time!" Qin Wei said with a smile.

"Really!" Fu Chengyi was a little surprised.

"Of course, maybe when Mr. goes back at this time, he will just run into Lord Luo Jin." Qin Wei said.

"Hahaha~~" Fu Chengyi laughed.

"This king is thirsty for talent, and the Zhenwu Division is at the time of employing people, so please don't be reluctant to sacrifice Mr. Wine, and don't hide any outstanding talents." Qin Wei said again.

Fu Chengyi smiled, he looked at Qin Wei with a little appreciation in his eyes.

"How about letting Fu Yuan join the Zhenwu Division?"

Qin Wei's eyes lit up, "I can't ask for it." ”

Fu Yuan is not a prisoner of Guozijian, but he is a student of Fu Chengyi, it is said that this person is a talented person, Wang Zuozhicai, and more importantly, this person is a representative of the younger generation of Confucian Xiu.

If Fu Yuan joins the Zhenwu Division, then the relationship between the Zhenwu Division and Confucian cultivation will be completely clear.

In this regard, Qin Wei was naturally willing.

"But this kid has an arrogant temperament, and his eyes are empty, and His Royal Highness the King of the County has to press it." Fu Chengyi said.

Qin Wei smiled.

"Okay, let Fu Yuan follow His Royal Highness the King of the County to practice."

"This official will let him go to the Zhenwu Division tomorrow."

"Then the king must treat Brother Fu Yuan well!" Qin Wei said with a smile.