In the Taoist Academy, there are a total of 23 Taoist priests in charge of the "Five Lords and Eighteen Heads" under the eight deacons' rooms, and when they enter this floor, it is equivalent to having a function, and according to the division of the world that Zhao Ran crossed over, they have entered the ranks of "share-level" cadres.

When Zhao Ran came two years ago, he was a fireworker, which was equivalent to a temporary establishment, in other words, there was no establishment. After working for more than half a year, Zhao Ran has become a formal Taoist priest with no establishment, and he can be regarded as entering the "system", or a clerk at the level of a clerk. This step is a leap, countless people tried their best to enter the Daomen, but after ten years of hard work, they were stuck at this level, and finally went down the mountain with regrets, and they couldn't cross this level until they died.

Now that more than a year has passed, Yu Zhiyuan actually proposed to let him be transferred to the head of the department, which is equivalent to being promoted from a clerk to a unit chief, although the level is still a section member, but the identity is different, which is equivalent to opening up the steps to continue to climb in the future. What's more, the position of the head of the door, compared with those vegetables, rice, fire, water, etc. in the squatter house, is much more noble, and it is a job to deal with people, not a miscellaneous work, and the future prospects are promising.

Becoming a steward in two years, such a degree of promotion is unique even in the entire Wuji Academy. Zhao Ran felt as if he had been hit by a pie, he was dizzy, and he forgot to answer for a while.

"What? have other ideas?" asked Yu Zhiyuan.

"No...... And that's certainly a good thing...... It's just that I've only been in the hospital for two years, and I've only been in the hospital for a year and four months, and there are so many senior brothers in the scripture hall, all of whom are older than me, even if it's the monthly exam, there are several senior brothers who are equal to me......"

Yu Zhiyuan waved his hand, and said in a great leadership style: "It's okay, there is never a law in the Daomen, and the transfer to another post depends on the year, if this is the case, how did I become the head of the door back then? Those masters in the Taoist palace and Taoist temple have never said this when they are transferred, otherwise they are all a bunch of old men, where have you done something? Moreover, you have a commendation submission from Huayun Pavilion, this is a voucher, and no one can say what is not coming! I heard that you can speak well at Deacon Song, and if you walk around Deacon Song's door, this door will be nine out of ten—— You may not know that Deacon Song can also speak in front of the abbot. ”

Zhao Ran was stunned by the words, and suddenly felt that this door seemed to be really his own, so he bowed deeply to Yu Zhiyuan: "Senior brother's affection, junior brother can't repay ......"

Yu Zhiyuan waved his hand again, and said lightly: "You and I have an extraordinary relationship, it's far away to say this, and wait patiently, when the time is right, I will say it for you." ”

Zhao Ran left Yu Zhiyuan's small courtyard, looked back at the lintel with the word "guest hall" hanging, and then looked at the closed "Dianzao" door next to it, and was envious. Yu Zhiyuan, who was promoted to a knowledgeable guest, only moved into this small courtyard and lived in the same courtyard with Zhang Dianzao. Although the residence is more spacious than Zhao Ran's Taoist children and even the stewards, Zhao Ran does not fancy this.

Among the Daomen, the Zhengyi faction is in charge of secular power, and the precepts are not strict, such as the eight deacons of Wuji Yuan, the five lords and eighteen heads and other stewards, there are other courtyards and manors at the foot of the mountain or in the county, which is a hundred times better than the residence on Wuji Mountain. For example, there is a big mansion ten miles away from the east of the county, with 50 houses, courtyards and water pavilions, nine wives and concubines, and dozens of servants.

But Song Xunzhao still lived on the mountain except for the day of rest, and shared a courtyard with Deacon Dong in the number room, because being able to live in such a small courtyard represented a kind of identity and power, which was a high position that ordinary gentry could not reach in a lifetime or even several generations.

Back in the small courtyard where he lived, Zhao Ran threw himself into the futon, thinking about it for a long time, excited and apprehensive. In the afternoon, most of the Taoist children in the courtyard were taking a nap in the house, and Zhao Ran could hear the sound of snoring. The next room was still empty because of Zhumeng's departure, and he thought that Zhumeng had embarked on a fairy road that he couldn't touch, and he couldn't help but feel lost.

Between gains and losses, Zhao Ran couldn't sit still, he got up and came to the bookcase, picked out a piece of proud calligraphy that he usually practiced, rolled it up and wrapped it in yellow paper. After thinking about it, he took out five hundred taels of silver tickets from the box under the bed. He originally had more than 8,000 taels of silver, and in order to save the matter, he spent 1,000 taels before and after, but now he saw that he had to take out 500 taels again, and his heart ached.

returned to the backyard, looked at the gate of Song Xunzhao's courtyard for a while, saw that there was no one left and right, and was about to push the door in, but the door opened. Song Zhiyuan wore a scarf on his head, dressed in a green shirt, stepped on cotton shoes, put his hands behind his back, and stepped out, looking like a middle-aged scribe, elegant and abnormal.

Seeing Zhao Ran, Song Zhiyuan was stunned and asked, "Something?"

Zhao Ran saw that he was in a hurry to go out, so he said, "It's not a big deal, Senior Brother Patrol is going down the mountain, then I'll come back another day." ”

Song Zhiyuan looked at the scroll of words in Zhao Ran's armpit, and said with a smile: "It's okay, if you have time today, you can go down the mountain with me, and let's talk while walking." He looked at Zhao Ran's outfit again and said, "Go back and change into regular clothes, it's inconvenient to wear Taoist clothes." ”

Zhao Ran was stunned, turned around and went back to change his clothes, ran a few steps, and listened to Song Zhiyuan behind him: "You wrote this calligraphy? ”

Zhao Ran rarely goes down the mountain on weekdays, and he doesn't work much on his clothes, but Guan Er can't stand it, and he has sent him a few sets of civilian clothes, but they are all cardigans, the cuffs of the caftan are tightened, and the belt is bound, a typical high-roller appearance. After changing it, Zhao Ran still held the scroll and hurried to the gate of the mountain.

Song Zhiyuan had been waiting at the mountain gate for a long time, and when he saw Zhao Ran's dress, he smiled slightly, praised "Young people are free and easy", and stepped down the mountain.

There was already a big car waiting at the foot of the mountain, and the handle of the car looked powerful, Zhao Ran took a few more looks, and saw that the coachman had a horizontal knife on the side of the wheel under his feet, and he didn't know what the way was.

Song Zhiyuan beckoned Zhao Ran to get into the car with him, sat in the carriage, and as soon as he sat down, the car started slowly.

Song Zhiyuan smiled at Zhao Ran, who was crowded in the opposite corner: "Don't be restrained, sit loose and ....... this character, I'll take a look." ”

Zhao Ran handed over the text panel, Song Zhiyuan took it and unfolded it, then nodded and said, "Good words." I was in a hurry to come out, and there was nothing around me, so I took the word "you" and just gave it away. ”

Zhao Ran is indispensable, but Song Zhiyuan and Yu Zhiyuan are different, although he also understands calligraphy and painting, but he did not go to the hobby of Cheng Dù, he sent the calligraphy scroll out, Yu Zhiyuan took it as a treasure, but Song Zhiyuan may not take it seriously, so he took out five hundred taels of silver tickets from his arms and handed them over:" Patrol brother, brother, I recently went down the mountain to do some Jiao rituals, very much benefit, brother used to take care of my brother, brother I have been taking care of my brother, brother want to think about it, I don't know how to repay, so I have to take some mundane things out, just hope that brother will not look down. ”

Five silver tickets of one hundred taels were pushed to Song Zhiyuan's feet, Song Zhiyuan frowned, smiled strangely, and said: "What kind of rituals can earn five hundred taels of rituals?

Zhao Ran said respectfully: "Senior Brother Yu has been promoted to the guest hall to know the guest, and he has vacated the position of the head of the door...... Senior Brother Yu said that he intended to be filled by me, and he would report to the prison court, but this matter still needs to be patrolled by the senior brother to help him and say a few kind words in front of the prison and Sandu. Senior Brother Yu said that my homework has not been bad since I was admitted to the hospital, and I have also won the award submission from Huayun Pavilion, which can barely be regarded as having the qualifications to take over. In our Wuji Courtyard, the prestige of the senior brother of the patrol is known, and I heard that even the abbot also relies on it a lot, and with the help of the senior brother of the patrol, this little thing of mine is almost inseparable. ”

Song Zhiyuan seemed to be smiling, looking at the five hundred taels of silver tickets in front of him, and sighed: "You don't have to be like this, even if you don't say it, I will definitely help you." Why do you need to give any more money?"

Zhao Ran said: "Senior brother patrolling is willing to help, it is already the greatest care for my junior brother, but love is affection, senior brother helps to run errands and plead, you can't even pay some silver to the senior brother on behalf of the senior brother, these silver senior brother will accept it first, if it is not enough, I will make up for it." ”

Song Zhiyuan was silent, which made Zhao Ran's mind sink steeply, thinking about it before and after, he always felt that Song Zhiyuan should have agreed to this matter very happily, why did he seem to shirk it now?

Sure enough, I heard Song Zhiyuan finally speak: "This matter, but we have to wait for some time." ”

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