On January 10th, Fan Zhongyan and Wang Deyong led the army to the northwest, and in the blink of an eye, it was the 11th.
Jianghu is not about fighting and killing, but about human relationships.
The same goes for temples.
The next day, the old men broke out their gold coins and sent various precious gifts to Zhao Jun's house.
The main reason is that today happens to be Zhao Jun's birthday. In addition to the things prepared before, everyone gritted their teeth and gave another birthday gift.
There is no news about Zhao Jun's birthday. The date of birth written on his ID card is February 15th, but the ID card only records the Gregorian calendar, while their hometown in Hunan only celebrates the lunar calendar.
So his real birthday is the eleventh day of the first month of the year 2000, which is the eleventh day after the millennium, the standard first generation post-00s.
Usually he is still on winter vacation at this time, so most of his birthdays are spent with his family. Sometimes I would go to their county town and have a meal with my classmates who played well in junior high school and high school.
Obviously, Zhao Jun will not be in a good mood this year. The New Year is here and his family and friends are not around. When celebrating a birthday, there is no atmosphere of family and friendship hugs like in previous years.
As a result, he didn't even think about his birthday, nor did he tell Zhao Zhen that it was his birthday the next day.
If Zhao Zhen hadn't remembered that Zhao Jun was born on February 15th, he would have mentioned it by the way and asked Zhao Jun if he should wait until his birthday on the 15th of next month before leaving Bianliang. Zhao Jun replied that it was a solar birthday and a lunar birthday. It's January 11th, and I'm afraid no one will celebrate his birthday.
The birthday celebration was held at the Guanjia Hall. There was no birthday cake, but there were longevity noodles, longevity peaches, and foods that were extremely abundant at least in the Song Dynasty, such as bear paws, deer tendons, bird's nests, delicacies from the mountains and seas, and the bell-ringing cauldron food, which was quite luxurious.
Zhao Zhen would never have hosted such a big banquet in the past. Before Zhao Jun came, his life was actually quite ordinary. Due to the flood in Bianliang during the Jingyou year and the severe drought in Huainan, people were frugal in food and clothing. They usually ate ordinary pasta or rice. Unless there were special days, they were rarely so extravagant.
But today is Zhao Jun's birthday, and the Lantern Festival will soon be ushered in, so the joy has not faded. Secondly, Zhao Jun will be leaving Beijing soon. In addition to picking out a few gifts from the treasury, Zhao Zhen naturally also wants to celebrate him and have everyone gather for a dinner to bond.
At the banquet, Zhao Jun used his laptop to play modern music, which he usually likes to listen to. He even played "The Wandering Earth" to add to the fun, giving these ancient monarchs and ministers who had never seen the world a little bit of science fiction. A big shock.
The only pity is that Zhao Jun watched "The Punisher of the Song Dynasty" when he was a child, including "Young Bao Qingtian". He didn't expect that he would be able to come to the Song Dynasty, so he never downloaded these two dramas.
"Young Bao Qingtian" is okay, mainly because it has a strong suspense color, but "The Punisher of the Song Dynasty" is a naked satire of the officialdom of the Song Dynasty.
I don’t know what the emperors and ministers of the Song Dynasty would think after watching this drama, especially the ending part, where the Emperor of Song burned all the criminal evidence of corrupt officials and openly protected them.
At least the current Song Dynasty is not as bad as the middle and late Southern Song Dynasty in "The Song Dynasty's Punishment Officer", but it is actually about the same.
Zhao Zhen himself has always protected corrupt officials, which can be said to be a fine tradition among the emperors of the Song Dynasty.
After my birthday, it’s the Lantern Festival a few days ago.
During this period, in addition to giving lectures, Zhao Jun also taught Zhao Zhen how to operate a computer and how to use solar charging panels.
It was difficult to carry the computer after leaving Beijing, so they simply left it in the palace. There were many popular science videos on it to let them kill time while they were away.
After the Lantern Festival, Zhao Jun finally decided to set off on January 20th.
The first stop is Huainan.
The drought in Huainan the year before last had a profound impact. The local people were miserable, so they naturally wanted to see the situation there.
But on January 18, two days before Zhao Jun was about to leave, a small boat sailed upstream along the Cai River, and finally drifted into Shuimen and stopped at the pier outside Xuanhua Gate.
It was early spring, and the weather in Bianliang was still slightly cold, but the willows by the river outside the city were already turning green. As the snow melts in spring, the water flow in the upper reaches of the Yellow River increases, the water level in the middle and lower reaches begins to rise, and the Bianliang water transport also begins to become busy.
Cargo ships appeared on the canal one after another, rising and falling in the water waves. Although not as exaggerated as in late spring and early summer, they are still coming one after another, reinjecting vitality into Bianliang, which has been deserted all winter.
Workers on the dock rushed up to move the goods. Amidst the noise, a middle-aged man about forty years old stepped out of the boat.
He was dressed simply, wearing only a blue gown, which was not new and looked a little old. On her feet are a pair of gray cloth shoes. The reason why they are gray is not because of the color itself, but because they have been washed too many times and turned from black to gray.
He seemed to have nothing, only a backpack on his back, and was completely destitute. His eyes were firm and calm, and his dark face was unsmiling, as if he was an iron-faced judge who lacked some affinity.
The dark-faced middle-aged man took out the money from his bag, paid the boat fare, and plunged into the sea of people in Bianliang.
He had a clear goal and went straight to Liu Neiquan.
Liu Neiquan is one of the three Quan officials of the Ministry of Personnel. It is responsible for the selection of Liu Neiquan officials. Basically, this department is responsible for the allocation, appointment and dismissal of officials below the seventh rank.
The Ghost Festival holiday is from January 11th to 17th, and today happens to be the first day of work after the Ghost Festival. The officials at Liu Neiquan are still feeling depressed after the long holiday has just left them.
Wang Ji, the civil servant of the judge, yawned and sat in the yamen. Although this department was relatively important, Bianliang's personnel affairs were currently completely under the control of the Ministry of Personnel and the Constitutional Yuan.
Liu Neiquan was originally independent of the Ministry of Personnel, but now it has been changed back to the Ministry of Personnel, and has once again become one of the subordinate yamen agencies of the Ministry of Personnel.
So what they have to do now is to follow the arrangements of the Constitutional Yuan and the Ministry of Personnel, and they will implement who is assigned to which position. Therefore, except for officials from other places, the number of elected officials in Bianliang Capital has almost disappeared, and there are many fewer of them. business.
At this time, the dark-faced middle-aged man walked into the government office. Since he had an official certificate, he was able to get through without any hindrance and was taken to Wang Ji's office by an official.
Wang Ji raised his head and looked at the other person, then took out a pen and paper to record, and asked lazily: "Name."
The task of Liu Neiquan is to allocate positions to officials. Many officials in other places are idle officials, or those who temporarily resigned for some reasons must register with the Ministry of Personnel again. After registration, they can be selected according to their abilities and vacancies. .
This process is called listening.
Sometimes, if officials with a good background or a Jinshi background do not have connections and connections, it may take many years to find a real vacancy after being elected.
As for those who are Jinshi or above, it is not that troublesome and can usually be implemented quickly.
The dark-faced middle-aged man said seriously: "I am Bao Zheng, courtesy name Xiren. I have seen the judge."
As he spoke, he handed over the lawsuit, the fish bag and the public examination.
"Bao Bao Zheng?"
The pen Wang Ji was holding froze for a moment, then he suddenly raised his head and looked at it, then took it back and read it carefully.
The declaration of identity was an official certificate issued by the imperial court, similar to a letter of appointment in later generations.
The fish bag and the public inspection are also ID cards.
In order to prevent someone from pretending to be an official, there is a description of the official's appearance.
Wang Ji confirmed that the face of the person in front of him was exactly the same as the official description. The black charcoal face was indeed very recognizable, so he said, "Are you Bao Zheng?"
Bao Zheng was confused and said: "Does the judge know me?"
"without."
Wang Ji shook his head and then said: "I can't make the final decision on your decision. Please wait in the office for a while and let me report it to the Constitutional Yuan."
He stood up and left.
Bao Zheng was even more confused.
He had also heard about the affairs of the Constitutional Yuan.
The imperial court has now undergone major changes in its official structure. The three divisions have been abolished, six ministries have been restored, and many more departments have been added. The coordinating manager of all departments is the Constitutional Yuan.
The new Governor of the Constitutional Council is said to be only in his twenties, very young, and he doesn’t know how he has such great energy.
But all this has nothing to do with Bao Zheng.
Because he was only a minor official before he resigned and returned to his hometown to support his parents.
Supervise taxes from the eighth grade and state.
The kind that are about the size of sesame seeds and mung beans.
So he doesn't know anything about the big shots above.
But the question is why I, a junior official from the eighth rank before resigning, need to report to the Constitutional Yuan?
This is a bit surprising.
Bao Zheng was confused, but he didn't dare to ask any more questions, so he found a chair in Liu Neiquan's office and sat down.
There were countless people coming in and out of the yard, and he felt a little restless.
Fortunately, he didn't have to wait too long.
About half an hour later, Wang Ji hurried back, accompanied by a chamberlain, and said to him: "Go to the Constitutional Court. The Governor wants to see you. This is Chamberlain Li who will lead you into the palace."
"Forehead"
Bao Zheng just followed the chamberlain out of Liu Neiquan in a daze and headed towards the imperial city.
(End of chapter)
