After chatting with Xue Rushi, Jiang Wang finally understood one thing - the position of examiner of the Southern Xinjiang official examination was originally Shi Mingli's inevitable choice.
Su Guanying and Shi Mingli, a court official and a commander-in-chief of the Nine Soldiers, naturally cooperated closely with the outside world and worked together to govern Xia. Internally, competition is unavoidable. Both of them were figures at the highest level of the Da Qi court. They were both in the same official position and each had political power.
There have always been rumors that the official examination will be held in Southern Xinjiang, but the reason why no more specific details have been leaked is because of the disagreement between the governor of Nanxia and the military governor.
Su Guanying and Shi Mingli both had their own interests. Under the common understanding of promoting the official examination in southern Xinjiang, they also had many differences, which greatly delayed the official examination process.
The identity of the governor of Nanxia has natural advantages.
Shi Mingli's focus is different. Rather than grasping the entire official examination process layer by layer, he prefers to control the position of the examiner. In the past time, the two big figures have often fought secretly.
And Su Guanying conveniently handed over the position of examiner to Jiang Wang today, which can be said to have defeated Shi Mingli's army.
If Shi Mingli gets into trouble with the powerful Marquis of Wu'an because of this, that would be the best.
If Shi Mingli endured this time, she would have nothing to lose. The military governor lost, but the governor did not, but she still won.
It cannot be said that Su Guanying used Jiang Wang as a spearman.
Taking charge of the Southern Xinjiang official examination will be of great benefit to Jiang Wang in Qi's official circles. If it is managed properly, to put it more closely, he has obtained a pair of reasonable chopsticks for the huge interests of southern Xinjiang, and can enjoy it at any time. Going a long way, if he will enter the military hall or political hall in the future, the discipleship relationship we have created today can be a strong support.
No matter whether your goal is to be the commander-in-chief or the prime minister, you always need someone to support your political ideals.
But if he had known this earlier, Jiang Wang would never have agreed to Su Guanying's request.
The purpose of his coming to Nanxia was really pure. One was to be the Great Yanlian clan, and the other was to devote himself to cultivation. He has no intention of getting involved in any official competition in southern Xinjiang. If he really wanted to get involved in officialdom, he would have already done so in Linzi. Why wait until today?
Of course, maybe in some people's eyes. Compared with the officialdom of Qidi, which has become stable, southern Xinjiang is an undeveloped fertile land. Marquis Wu'an, who had shown great success in the Qi-Xia War, chose to go to Xia at this time, which was an act of great political acumen.
Even Xue Rushi thought so.
Otherwise, I wouldn’t be so active in accepting certificates of investment.
As soon as Jiang Wang arrived in Nanxia, he got the position of examiner for the official examination. Such a "sure and accurate" move undoubtedly made people believe that he came to Nanxia to take a seat and share the pie.
You say that you are young and well-known all over the world, and you came to Nanxia just for meditation. Who can believe this?
Some things couldn't be explained clearly, and Jiang Wang simply didn't explain them. He just specially prepared a gift and sent it to the Wintermute Army stationed in Changluo Mansion.
No matter what Shi Mingli thinks, his attitude is spot on. If he hadn't been afraid of running out of buffer space, he would have thought of visiting him personally.
I just ask these personal governors and military governors not to drag him into trouble at every turn.
The day after Xue Rushi left, Gu Yong also came to visit.
He, who possesses the cultivation level of Wailou Realm, chose to surrender after the dust settled on the Minxi battlefield. The time of surrender was later than that of Xue Rushi, and his meritorious service was far less than that of Xue Rushi, so he only became a city lord after the war.
Now of course I want to go one step further...
Gu Yong is not the last one.
When he and Chong Xuan Sheng accepted the surrendered generals in Xia Di, they almost lined up to visit them. The shameful history of being forced to surrender by Jiang Wang with his sword has now become an honor.
I was threatened by Marquis Wu An personally!
In the first month of the lunar month, I had already given up the dark side and surrendered to the Marquis of Wu'an!
And so on, the earlier the louder it gets.
So this is one of the troubles with officialdom. Everyone has their own interests and demands, and those who can make rapid progress in officialdom must balance the interests of all parties.
As the saying goes, "When a person achieves enlightenment, chickens and dogs ascend to heaven." On the other hand, if chickens and dogs cannot ascend to heaven with them, how can they help you achieve enlightenment?
During the successive visits, Shi Mingli's general also came once.
But he didn't say anything else. He only sent a gift, saying it was to celebrate the completion of the Wu'an Hou Mansion in Laoshan.
The meaning is also quite clear. The commander of the Wintermute Army, who is known as "fierce and fierce", fully recognizes Jiang Wang as the examiner of this official examination and has no grudges about it.
Of course, outsiders don't know what he thinks. On the bright side, Master Zhi, this matter has been lightly revealed. "Your residence is really lively. The threshold has almost been broken through in the past few days." Lian Que said with a smile.
At the moment he is blacksmithing.
Jiang Wang specially asked someone to separate a courtyard for him in the other garden for refining weapons, including a craftsman's furnace, grinding stones, hammers, etc. Although the quality is not as good as that of Nanyao Lian's, it is still the same. Everything is available. Chu Mo stood beside him.
While the fire was rising, the surrounding temperature was also very high. The skinny black boy was sweating constantly on his face and body, but he remained motionless.
Jiang Wang used a stick to tap his arms and legs to standardize his posture, and said: "I originally wanted to come to Nanxia to hide in peace, but I didn't expect that it wouldn't be possible."
"How can someone as popular as you be quiet? Wherever you go, there is the center of the whirlpool. Just like this piece of iron."
Lianque casually picked up the red-hot iron with a long tong
The block was thrown into the bucket, making a violent sizzling sound: "It's burning so red, how can it be quiet?"
"When this official examination is over, I will thank you behind closed doors." Jiang Wang said, and then asked: "After so many days of research, have you learned anything?"
"I have said before that the Lian clan of Dayan is gone. The inheritance and honor are all gone." Lianque was very open-minded: "The water in Chitan is very suitable for quenching. It can be said that it is the most suitable water for quenching." One, and reacts differently at different temperatures. I’ve made money by finding this.”
Jiang Wang curled his lips: "I was still thinking of seeing you ascend to heaven in one step. Awakening some kind of reincarnation or something, that Xie Ai from the Snow Country would directly become the Winter Emperor."
Lian Que laughed loudly: "I thought so too. It's a pity that I didn't work hard enough in my previous life and didn't make many arrangements."
"Then work harder in this life and make plans for the next life." Jiang Wang knocked on Chu Mo's forehead: "Calm down and don't be distracted."
It's a bit embarrassing to ask an active nine-year-old to stand still quietly while he chatters incessantly next to him, and there is also the clanging sound of iron being struck.
But Chu Mo'ao endured a bit of hard work, but he didn't complain about it.
Lian Que added: "But since the Qi-Xia War, I have practiced a lot faster. I wonder if it was because of the Great Yan Lian clan. What did you see when you suppressed the disaster?"
Jiang Wang muttered: "I saw the chi-kissed shadow of a dragon's head and a fish's body, weeping to the east, just like in the legend. I felt the responsibility and commitment of the Dayan Lian family on your life tablet. Your practice speed has become faster, which is probably related to your life card taking part of the responsibility."
Lian Que thought thoughtfully: "Then should I go to Huoshui and give it a try?"
"At least we'll talk about it after God comes."
"God's presence is so easy to come by. Do you think it's all you?" Lian Que took out the cold iron block, threw it on the anvil, and shouted again: "Chu, you can do this?" Coming?"
"Of course!" Chu Mo didn't understand the concept of divine presence at all, but he responded loudly.
As soon as he opened his mouth, his strength gave out. He could no longer stand and fell to the ground.
Lian Que laughed loudly, as if a furnace was boiling inside his body. He picked up the sledgehammer and hit it with a bang!
The iron block turned into a discus. "In blacksmithing, alchemy, and cooking, you must pay attention to the heat when doing things, and even more so when you are a person."
"Have you ever walked through the night?"
"I mean, on a deserted road, there are no lights, no moon, no sound. If you look in any direction, it will be dark and dark. What do you think it looks like?"
The woman who spoke was sitting on a bench with a very upright posture. However, the sound was wandering and never settled.
"Like a monster with a huge mouth open, ready to swallow you up at any time." She answered herself.
She flicked her fingers, and a spark fell into the smoke pot.
Her plump black lips hold a white jade cigarette holder, which creates a wonderful contrast and unique beauty.
She took a few quick puffs and burned the dry tobacco.
"Huh~"
She blew out a long puff of smoke.
He raised a finger and shook it gently.
"No, no, no, you have no power, you are just an ordinary person."
Without the ability to resist the darkness, you walk alone at night. A group of strong men shouting and shouting happened to be walking towards you. What do you think? Are you afraid? "
The puff of smoke she exhaled dissipated.
Then the swollen, slightly fat face of a man opposite him was revealed.
A smile appeared on this face: "No, then why are you walking at night? Why are you going to a deserted place? You can go home early."
The man's hands were spread wide and tied to the erected wooden pillar with a rope soaked in tung oil, making him unable to move.
The woman took another puff of cigarette and glanced at the man's silk clothes: "Have you ever come to work late? Are you unable to afford a house in a prosperous area and can only live in a sparsely populated suburb? You Have you ever lived in that kind of shack, made of thatch and with only a rickety door that would fall down with just a slight push? Have you ever had these experiences?”
"No..." The man shook his head: "No"
"So you can't understand."
"But this is a minority, right? No decent person works in the middle of the night... I mean, we can enforce the curfew and we are not allowed to go out at night."
"You are a rare talent."
"I sincerely think about the people."
"Okay, what I just said was a little untrue. It was not a deserted alley, it was a noisy street. It was not a moonless night, when there was a lot of entertainment. It was not that no one was watching all that, there were many people nearby, Many people walked by”
At this time the woman's face can be seen.
She tied her hair with a jade ring. Her eyebrows were cold and alienated for no reason, and she was so beautiful that she felt world-weary.
She knocked the ashes of her cigarette and said, "But the powerless you is real, and so is the group of people walking towards you. Everything that happened later, when you were eaten, is also real."
"Why, how could it be possible?" The man's expression was very reluctant: "How could it be like this in public? The imperial court will not allow evil spirits to run rampant."
"Of course, of course." The woman nodded, raised the corner of her mouth, and showed a polite smile: "Let's get to know each other formally. My surname is Zhao, and my name is Zhao Zi. The best in good times. Zi'. Yes, there is only one word. "
"My name is Chen..."
"Okay Xiao Chen, nice to meet you." The woman named Zhao Zi said, "I have a question to ask you."
The man's Adam's apple rolled, "Please... please."
"Do you think the world is fair?"
The man thought carefully before replying: "It's fair. No pain, no gain."
The smoking woman thought thoughtfully: "Why did you slap the woman passing by when you were eating in a restaurant yesterday? Then you punched and kicked her?"
"I was just joking with her, but she actually scolded me." The man still felt indignant when he thought about it now: "Sir, tell me, who am I and who is she? Of course, I did something wrong as well. Somewhere I can apologize to her.”
The woman sighed softly: "So, this world is unfair, but people with power don't feel it."
"How could it be? This world is fair. My strength is also a result of my hard work."
"Okay." The woman smiled: "Thank you for helping me clear up my confusion."
"You're welcome. Sir, is there any misunderstanding between us? My father is the prefect of Jiangyong."
The woman didn't finish listening.
I put out my morning cigarette, stood up from the bench, and walked out with a graceful attitude. Only one sentence was left: "Burn him to death. Burn for twelve hours."
The man surnamed Chen shouted: "No, no, sir, if you have something to say, we can negotiate terms!"
But the woman has left here.
This place is a ruined temple, covered with cobwebs and dust. The statue's eyes were eroded by some unknown reason, and it looks blankly ahead. He also lost half of his ear, so he probably couldn't hear his prayers.
Three people walked in from nowhere, one dressed as a fisherman, one as a trader, and one as a laborer. After walking around the man tied to the stake for a moment, he carefully calculated the amount and then began to apply a white ointment on the man's body.
"What! What are you doing! Why?" The man tied to the stake struggled desperately: "What do you want? Money? I can give it, I can give it a lot! Kung Fu? Weapons? Women? What do you want? "
Neither the fisherman nor Lifu said a word.
The man dressed as a businessman said leisurely: "It's time for you to understand the truth of this world."
"What truth? What truth! What did I do that you would treat me like this? Tell me! Tell me!"
"That woman? She is just a mortal woman, and we are all extraordinary monks! Do you actually care about mortals? Besides, I didn't kill her, she is still fine! Even if I am guilty, I will not be punished with death. How can I be punished for my crime? Death? Regardless of Xia Lu, Qi Lu, or San Xing Gong Lu, I will not punish the crime with death. You must obey the law! What are you doing? Don’t rub it on me! Stop it! This is not fair, this is not fair!"
"You got the answer right." The man dressed as a businessman covered his mouth with one hand, turning the rest of his voice into 'woo woo woo', and with the other hand, he smeared his face with white ointment, slowly Said slowly: "Unfairness is the truth of the world."
After wiping it carefully, he took out a square cloth and began to wipe his hands. After wiping all the five fingers, he covered the man's face with the white square cloth.
With a slight stroke of his finger, a wisp of flame jumped out, and the ointment on the man's body began to burn.
Then three people filed out.
The man dressed as Lifu who walked at the end even thoughtfully led him to the temple gate.
The miserable howl of the son of the prefect Jiang Yong was left in this ruined temple.
"You won't burn him to death in advance, right?"
"How is it possible? The weight I calculated is just right. It will definitely burn for twelve hours."
"I just looked at you and you seemed to have applied a little more."
"Yeah?"
"Really, I saw it too."
"I didn't apply it alone. Can you all apply it?"
"But the portions we apply are very standard."
"I'm very standard too! If you don't believe it, just stay here and watch. If you miss it for a quarter of an hour, it's all my responsibility!"
"Then let's go, it hurts so much..."
"No, now we are talking about people with rash. Didn't you research this corpse-burning ointment?"
"Do you understand that a gentleman is far away from the chef?"
The voices gradually faded away. "Will a fair world come?" I don't know who is asking.
"certainly.
