The setting sun is warm.
Fu Han General's Mansion, front yard.
All the people coming in and out were officials and soldiers, and there were soldiers armed with spears, sabers and jackets everywhere in the corridors and at the door.
These soldiers looked like tigers and wolves, and everyone seemed to be assassins.
The murderous aura soared straight into the sky.
If you didn't know better, you would have thought something happened. In fact, this is just daily life in the Fu Han General's Mansion.
Wu Nian was at the same time enemies of the Meng Yuan and Chu states. His head was worth ten thousand gold and he was granted the title of marquis. If the security of General Fuhan's Mansion were not tighter, assassins might actually sneak in.
As Wu Nian's generals, Wang Gui, Zhang Sheng, and their officers would never allow this to happen.
main entrance.
An official in green clothes stood in front of the door, looking up with an anxious expression. Suddenly his eyes lit up, he walked forward and said, "Master Zhang, you are finally here. The other two adults have been sitting there for half an hour."
The person who came was about twenty-seven or eighty years old, with a delicate face, fair complexion, and a slender and thin figure that seemed to be blown away by a gust of wind. He was wearing a blue gown and was very elegant.
Behind him were two long followers, one leading a small donkey, the other carrying a book box, and a team of eleven guards.
The visitor hugged the green-clothed official, bent down and apologized: "Master Li, I'm really sorry. Something happened on the way, which delayed the journey."
"Stop talking nonsense and come in quickly. The general and the chief minister have many things to do. It's not easy to find time to see you."
The official in green clothes seemed to have a very good relationship with the visitor. He said casually, grabbed the visitor's hand, and walked into the general's mansion.
As for the long-term followers and guards, they will be arranged by other people.
The visitor’s name is Zhang Haiping. He is twenty-eight years old this year and was born in Huanglong Mansion, Liaodong Province. Before the Mongols invaded Liaodong, he was a scholar.
After the Mongol invasion, he fled to Beishan Fort. Because at that time, there were too many refugees in Beishan Fort and it was not easy to manage.
Wu Nian reorganized the refugees and established the most basic officials and pavilion chiefs.
Zhang Haiping was the director of the pavilion at that time. Later, Wu Nian Lebing fought against four thousand households and captured nine castles. After the war, he was promoted to the castle master.
Although he is young, he has very rich experience in grassroots governance.
This time Wu Nian asked Liu Zhixing to recommend officials and promote him to the county magistrate. Zhang Haiping is one of them.
Of course, the horoscope has not yet been written. Whether it will work or not remains to be seen.
After all, Liu Zhixing only has the right to recommend, not to decide.
The power is in Wu Nian's hands.
Zhang Haiping is eager to get this opportunity. Although he is a scholar, his reading ability is not outstanding. If he follows a normal life trajectory, the possibility of him passing the imperial examination, becoming a Jinshi, and then becoming a county magistrate is extremely slim.
The Mongolian people's march south was undoubtedly a disaster for the people of Liaodong.
But Wu Gong, the general who assisted the Han Dynasty, led them to fight against the Mongolian Yuan Dynasty.
He was supportive in every way possible. And he also unexpectedly discovered that he had the talent to be an official. This is a change of destiny.
He hopes to seize this opportunity.
"Huh." Zhang Haiping took a deep breath, his expression became extremely serious, and his thin body held his head high as much as possible to make himself appear more energetic.
soon. Zhang Haiping was led by officials in green clothes to a small living room.
There was no one at the main table.
There is a person sitting on each of the Taishi chairs on the left and right. A man in his late thirties, with a round face and a very kind appearance.
He looks like a man in his mid-twenties, has big eyes and sharp eyebrows, and tightly pursed lips. He doesn't look easy to mess with.
Zhang Haiping knew both of these people. The round-faced one is called Lu Sheng, with a kind personality and outstanding abilities. The man with big eyes and sharp eyebrows is called Wang Youxiao. He has a strong personality and outstanding abilities.
All three of them were officials who had been appointed during Wu Nian's time at Beishan Fort. There is friction and cooperation between each other at work.
After Zhang Haiping came in, he cupped his fists and raised his hands as a greeting to the two of them, and then sat down on the second chair on the right.
Lu Sheng and Wang Youxiao also returned the salute with clasped fists.
Lu Sheng and Zhang Haiping sat next to each other. He first raised his head and glanced at Wang Youxiao, then turned around and teased Zhang Haiping: "Master Zhang, you are finally here. I sat with this guy opposite for half an hour, and it really suffocated me to death. "
Zhang Haiping couldn't help but laugh. Lu Sheng has a kind personality and talks a lot. Wang Youxiao has a strong personality and talks little.
These two guys sat together and could only stare at each other.
And only Lu Sheng felt uncomfortable. Wang Youxiao doesn't talk much. He can sit there for a whole day without speaking.
Wang Youxiao raised his head and glanced at Lu Sheng, but said nothing.
Zhang Haiping said with a smile: "Master Lu, I'm not blaming you. You can't help but want to speak because your practice is not enough. Master Wang is like a Buddha. Facing him can increase your endurance. He is I helped you. How can you blame him?"
When Lu Sheng heard this, he rolled his eyes and muttered, "What a nonsense."
The two of them each became castle masters and haven't seen each other for a long time. As soon as he started talking, Lu Sheng couldn't stop chatting with Zhang Haiping.
"Master Zhang. This time we are still competitors. Now we are assisting the Han general's mansion. The general and Chang Shi are like fish in water. Lord Chang Shi recommended us, although we haven't even written a word about it. But I guess, our The seat of the county magistrate is already nailed to the iron plate."
"But they are all county magistrates. Jiang County, Yuan County, and Ding County are very different."
Lu Sheng raised his eyes and looked at Zhang Haiping with a meaningful expression.
"Yes. Jiang County is the big county. I want to be the county magistrate in Jiang County and fulfill my ambitions. Mr. Lu, just like you said, we are competitors now. Please don't talk to me."
Zhang Haiping smiled and joked.
Lu Sheng rolled his eyes. This was a very serious matter. Should this guy's tone be so lighthearted?
"Don't really think of me as a clay or wooden sculpture in the temple." Wang Youxiao suddenly spoke, and he hit the nail on the head. "I also want to be the magistrate of Jiang County."
Zhang Haiping and Lu Sheng were both stunned. This wood and clay sculpture actually spoke?
But then, serious looks appeared on their faces.
It's all teasing, but Wang Youxiao is also very capable.
You must know that there are currently so many officials under the government of General Fu Han, but there are only three positions for county magistrates. They can stand out from so many officials.
The reason is only four words.
Outstanding.
"There is a saying: Those who are capable will rule. The decision-making power lies in the hands of the general. When we meet the general later, we will each rely on our own abilities. Let's fight for the official position of Jiang County Magistrate."
Zhang Haiping had a serious look on his face and clasped his fists towards the two of them.
"Don't worry. The magistrate of Jiang County must be mine." Lu Sheng had a look of confidence on his round face.
"Hmm." One word popped out of Wang Youxiao's mouth, and he didn't know what he was talking about.
