"Those colleagues come often?"

Zhang Zheng put down the chopsticks in his hand and asked.

Jiang He nodded and looked out the window: "We are from Yunzhou County, and I'm okay, I was born through the imperial examination."

But you are different, you are from the political affairs school, although they can't say it because of Your Majesty on the surface, but those who were born in the imperial examination look down on you from the bottom of their hearts.

Now that His Majesty has handed over the errand of Jingcha to you, it makes them even more jealous. ”

"Jingcha is not a good thing, they all offend people, and they are also jealous?"

Zhang Zheng couldn't figure it out.

Jiang He smiled and turned his head to look at him.

"It's not a good job if you're responsible, but what if you're not that responsible?

This is just a fat difference, those who can't get the assessment results, those who are a little worse, or want to use some means, these people are not short of silver in their hands. ”

"If you do, it's a dereliction of duty! Abuse of power for personal gain! What's the difference between this and selling an official?! ”

Zhang Zhengmeng slapped the table, and an angry look appeared on his face.

"Who cares?"

Jiang He smiled.

"Anyway, they took the benefits, as for how these unqualified officials would treat Da Song, who cares?

They don't care anyway.

Taihe, there has always been a sentence in the officialdom, everyone doesn't know what to say, but they all tacitly agree.

Thousands of miles to be an official only for money!

Everyone has been studying hard for decades, and their heads are hanging from the beam, and they gritted their teeth to become this official.

Maybe some people are for ideals, but more often for the sake of achieving a class jump!

In order to be able to be superior!

In order to be able to look down on all living beings in a grand manner, in order to be able to enjoy the wine and food that ordinary people can't enjoy, willow beauty.

Great Song? Hehe, they don't care.

They have always only cared about themselves, and such people are the majority among officials. ”

"But didn't most of the officials stand with His Majesty at the beginning?"

Zhang Zheng is talking about the previous wave of official clean-up incidents that cleaned up Buddhist temples.

Jiang He sneered: "That's because they were able to get the most benefit from standing by His Majesty's side at that time!"

The hustle and bustle of the world is for profit, and the hustle and bustle of the world is for profit!

Taihe, can't you see clearly? ”

Zhang Zheng was silent.

It took a long time before he nodded silently.

"What Lord Shangshu said, Taihe remembered it, and the officials will pay attention to it."

"The children can be taught!"

Jiang He admires Zhang Zheng, in Jiang He's opinion, Zhang Zheng has the talent of Zaifu, but although Zhang Zheng has been trained at the grassroots level for a long time, he is still a newcomer to officialdom, and many times he is too idealistic, and everyone around him thinks that he is an idealist like him.

But the reality is that there are only a minority like him.

In order to prevent him from suffering a loss here, Jiang He specially called him out today to give him a good mention.

And judging from the current effect, Zhang Zheng is indeed a manufacturable material.

He also believes that in front of Zhang Zheng, who is on guard, those rats in the gutter can't make waves!

The rain did not leave until the evening, and the two of them sat all afternoon with a pot of wine and a stack of pastries.

Seeing that the rain was lighter, Zhang Zhengdang said goodbye to Jiang He and returned home in the rain.

Jiang He didn't stop him, he stayed in the tavern alone, watching the subordinate he favored leave in the rain, the corners of his mouth rose slightly.

……

Following.

The Yamen of the Ministry of Officials.

"Zhang Shilang! Morning! ”

"Zhang Shilang is early!"

"Good morning, Zhang Shilang!"

"Why is Zhang Shilang so unenergetic today, it won't be yesterday...... Hahaha......"

Early in the morning, Zhang Zheng had just returned to the yamen after going to the court, and his colleagues in the yamen were saying morning one after another.

Zhang Zheng smiled as usual and nodded slightly in response, everything seemed to be the same as usual.

As soon as he arrived at his place and sat down, his assistant walked in with a large pile of papers, walked quickly to the table, and after putting the paperwork down, the assistant Tian Er said with a smile:

"My lord, this is today's paperwork.

When you were on duty the day before yesterday, you instructed Wen Langzhong to send them the Jingcha files of the Beijing Guanmen in previous years, and yesterday Wen Langzhong and they hurriedly got it for you without even a holiday. ”

Zhang Zheng nodded when he heard this, and after instructing his assistant to make tea as usual, he opened the document alone and read it.

He looked very carefully, and from the meaning of Jiang Shangshu's words yesterday, it was that there was a group of moth-eaten ghosts around him.

Why did those moths buy the inner ghosts?

It's not just to change your rating.

In that case, it must not be the first time they have done this.

Zhang Zheng wants to see what happened over the years?

Tsai carefully read the document, but what made Zhao Zheng strange was that the content of the document was true, and there were no ulterior secrets.

But that's not right!

Zhang Zheng frowned and pondered, bored and flipped through the pages of documents.

Suddenly!

Zhang Zheng's movements stopped.

He looked at the paper in his hand steadily.

This paper is very ordinary, it is the special paper for court documents.

There is no difference in terms of material or size.

But the reason why Zhang Zheng was fixed was that the color of this paper was wrong!

The material of the paper is no different from the other papers in the paperwork, but the color is much whiter than other papers.

That's very wrong!

Zhang Zheng hurriedly checked the spine of the book, and the slightly yellowed cotton thread on the spine of the thread was neatly fixed with the entire book.

But the sharp-eyed Zhang Zheng can see at a glance that the cotton thread of this book is not the beginning!

At the beginning of the cotton thread that sealed the book, his thread hole should fit the thread hole on the book!

However, if you look closely at this book, you can easily see that the thread holes in this book are larger, and they do not fit the cotton thread.

There is only one possibility that the pages have been rebound.

The new sealing thread is on the original hole, but it has already been bound, so naturally it cannot be the same as the original.

This resulted in a situation where the page holes were larger than the cotton threads.

All the books in the class are made in a special place, and each book must be made of paper from the same jar.

And such papers, the difference between each other is very small.

But the color of the paper in this booklet is very different from the other papers, and it is clear that it is not the original paper.

So why do you want to put in a piece of paper that is not the book?

The curious Zhao Jun carefully observed the paper, which was written on the daily style and habits of an imperial historian, as well as last year's assessment results.

The grades are not good or bad, just in middle school, and the position remains the same.

Just looking at the name, Zhou Rong?

How does it look a little familiar.

Look at his position, Imperial History.

Zhang Zheng's eyes narrowed slowly, and his memory began to turn backwards.

When I was in Huaihe Tower that day, I seemed to know this Zhou Rong.

Where can he appear, but his archives have been changed.

If there were no ghosts in this, Zhang Zheng wouldn't believe it.

Dadada!

There was a sound of footsteps, and Zhang Zheng closed the paperwork in his hand.

It was Tian Er who came back with tea.

Just put down the teacup, Zhang Zheng's voice sounded: "Tian Er, you notify them to bring over all the assessment materials for the first three years, I want to read it." ”

Tian Er glanced at his boss in surprise, but didn't say anything, and hurriedly went to inform him.

Looking at the back of him leaving, the light in Zhang Zheng's eyes flickered for a while.

……

(End of chapter)