The county master is a good friend. The household registration of a few "refugee households" is just a trivial matter. Zhang Jian looked at Shen Yi and said angrily: "Okay, I will write you a note when I finish the errands in hand." , when your boys come back from Jiankang, just take the note and go to the household to apply for household registration."
After saying this, he looked at Shen Yi.
"Don't leave. When I finish these errands, we brothers will have a good drink."
Shen Yi smiled, nodded in agreement, and asked, "Senior brother, is there anything you need my help with?"
Zhang Jian hesitated for a moment, looked at the pile of documents in front of him, and sighed: "It stands to reason that official duties should not be handed over to others, but there are too many. So, Ziheng, please help me sort them, so that we can go faster." Click to finish.”
At this point, the young county magistrate became a little angry again and cursed: "That guy Chen Yu probably meant to embarrass me. Some things that the government can obviously handle are all pushed to me. It's really hateful." .”
"It's officialdom."
Shen Yi moved a chair, sat next to Zhang Jian, and said with a smile: "Of course you should delegate things to others that you can't do yourself. Firstly, you can save worry and effort, and secondly, you don't have to take responsibility."
"As for Mr. Chen..."
While helping Zhang Jian sort out the documents, Shen Yi said: "This year's official examination, because of the price of grain, Chen Fuzun only got a Chinese character. After the new year, he will go to the official department to report on his work. If senior brother could change his boss, the job might be much easier."
"Chen Yu..."
Zhang Jian stopped the brush in his hand and hummed: "This guy is a student of Yang Jingzong. Next year, the turtle prime minister will retire from the Central Committee of the Communist Party of China. Let's see what happens to Chen Yu then!"
Shen Yi thought for a while and then said: "Yang Xiang has been running the court for many years. Even if he, the main body, falls, the root system is still very developed. As long as your majesty is smart enough, he will not immediately touch these root systems, so he will not touch Chen Yi." Yu these people."
Shen Qi smiled: "Maybe after Chen Fuzun goes to Jiankang next year, not only will he not be in the same position as Yang, but he may even be promoted."
Zhang Jian was a little surprised.
He looked at Shen Yi and said with a smile: "Ziheng hasn't entered the court yet, but he actually seems to have some experience in the affairs of the court."
Shen Qilang said with a smile: "Although I have not entered the court, I have produced most of the court's newspapers in the past six months. The total information sent by the newspaper department is probably several feet thick. In addition, I like to think wildly, so I can tell a lot about things in the court."
"Half a bucket of water sloshed around, which made my senior brother laugh."
In the past half year, Shen Yi has drafted seven manuscripts for Di Bao. For him, the biggest gain is not how many "holy scrolls" he obtained from the emperor, but from the Di Bao Department, or from the palace. Here, I got a lot of first-hand "internal information", which allowed Shen Yi, a novice in officialdom, to vaguely see what officialdom and the power field look like.
This kind of "experience" is undoubtedly very valuable for Shen Yi, who may be about to become an official.
The two senior brothers were chatting and working together on official matters.
Although there were many official matters, fortunately they were not complicated. They were all relatively simple matters. The two of them were very young and had the energy and speed to keep up. From the afternoon to after dark, they handled these official matters seven times a day. Seven or eighty-eight.
Finally, Zhang Jian wrote the last stroke on the last official document, then breathed a long sigh of relief, threw the brush in his hand on the table, and then couldn't help but sigh while rubbing his sore wrist.
"It is said that it is good to be an official. It is good to be an official. These people don't know the difficulties of being an official. I am a small county magistrate, but I am so busy. I am really as busy as Zhongshu and worshiping the prime minister. I estimate that I have to work every day. Buried in the sea of eucalyptus in Wenshan, unable to escape."
He shook his head and said: "No wonder Uncle Lu gave up his job and returned to the academy to teach and annotate books. Now that he has become an official, he really has nothing to do with leisure."
Shen Yi shook his head and said with a smile: "Being a good official is naturally busy. If you are a mediocre official, it will be easy to be free. Besides, senior brother, you are the chief official of a county. At the end of the year and the beginning of the year, you will naturally be busier. Listen. It is said that the Qingshui Yamen in Jiankang City are very busy all year round."
"That kind of yamen..."
Zhang Jian shook his head and sighed: "Grandpa now regards me as the hope of the Zhang family's future. He will become an official next year and expects me to support the Zhang family."
"The Point Guard Is Here"
Speaking of this, the county magistrate's eyes were also a little confused.
"Carry up a prime minister..."
He shook his head and sighed, and stopped talking.
Shen Yi reached out and patted his shoulder, and said with a smile: "Senior brother, it's useless to think about this. I finally finished my errands, let's go out for a drink."
"good!"
Zhang Jian stood up, stretched his muscles, pulled Shen Yi and laughed: "Let's go have a drink!"
The two brothers drank the wine with all their heart today. They drank from the afternoon until late at night. Both brothers were so drunk that they lay on the ground and fell asleep.
At midnight, Shen Yi woke up from the drunkenness. He stood up from the ground, woke up Zhang Jian who was lying on the ground, and signaled Zhang Jian to go back to bed, then he stood up and left.
Zhang Jian pulled him and refused to let him go. Shen Yi had no choice but to stay in the guest room of the county government. At the door of the guest room, Zhang Jian patted Shen Yi heavily on the shoulder, because he was drunk and looked a little loud.
"Ziheng, you and I are brothers..."
His voice was drunk: "From now on, we must... keep watch and help each other!"
Shen Yi was sober now. He said with a smile: "Only when the spring comes next year will I be qualified to watch and help each other in the court with my senior brother."
"Whether we are in government or in opposition, you and I, brothers, can help each other."
Zhang Jian patted his chest and said carelessly: "My master and your master are lifelong friends. In our generation, we must continue the friendship of the previous generation and continue this good story."
Zhao Changping and Lu Anshi, one is in the government and the other is in the opposition, but the connection between the two has never been severed, and they can indeed be regarded as helping each other throughout their lives.
Shen Yi smiled and nodded: "That little brother is considered Senior Brother Gao Pan."
To be able to be "buddies" with a young magistrate of a large county or a noble son from a prime minister's family, Shen Yi has reached a high level in every aspect.
Zhang Jian had a sullen face, a little unhappy.
"You say this just because you look down on me, Zhang Jian!"
"OK OK."
Shen Yi sent the drunk Zhang Jian back to his house and handed it over to the concubine named Liu. Before leaving, Shen Yi smiled and waved and said, "Senior brother, if you have anything to say, I'll talk about it tomorrow after I sober up."
…
The next day, because Zhang Xianzun was drunk, he did not get up until noon. Therefore, in the afternoon, Zhang Jian was able to get up and set off back to Jiankang.
Shen Yi sent him all the way to the west gate of Jiangdu City, where his brothers waved goodbye at the gate.
While rubbing his painful head, Zhang Xianzun said with emotion: "When I return to Jiangdu after the Shangyuan Festival, Ziheng, you should go to Jiankang, and we brothers will pass by each other again."
"We are destined to meet again in the future."
Shen Yi said a few words of farewell to him and saw off the prime minister on the official road.
Watching the carriage driving Zhang Jian away, Shen Yi was about to turn around and go home when he suddenly heard several familiar voices coming from behind him.
"Master, Master!"
