Zan Jurun, for example, had been dealing with a day's worth of paperwork as usual and finally had a moment to rest.
At this time, there was still some time before his next shift, so Zan Jurun put down his pen and sat alone in front of the case, relaxing his stiff neck. He looked at his colleagues who were still busy writing, and his thoughts gradually settled down.
As the Han family took control of the Central Plains, the original King of Peking in Hedong became the new official family. Naturally, the large and small civil and military officials who came from Hedong, such as Zan Jurun, also followed suit and filled the vacancies in the large and small yamen of Kaifeng Prefecture. . Zan Jurun was no exception. He was originally an ordinary clerk in the Taiyuan Mansion Military Room, but now he was promoted to the deputy director of the Military Registration Room of the Privy Council.
However, despite being promoted, Zan Jurun's life has not become easier - as evidenced by the mountain of documents on the case in front of him. Although this is indeed normal, the imperial army surrendered nearly 100,000 troops, and it was also the time when the official government expanded the imperial army, so it was inevitable that they would be busy with errands at the moment.
But although the Yazhong errands are busy, it does not mean that the military registration room is a position that needs to be filled. What Zan Jurun does is just ordinary clerical chores day after day... He is not afraid of getting involved in affairs, but he feels that as long as someone who can read and write can do this kind of clerical work, he can do it himself. What’s the point of taking longer?
This can't help but make Zan Jurun feel depressed and frustrated.
Apart from Lao Xing's paperwork, there was another thing that also made Zan Jurun a little depressed. When he was in Taiyuan Prefecture, he served in the military depot. Now that he is in Kaifeng Prefecture, his salary is still in the Military Registration Cao of the Privy Council, which is just a new shell.
But the difference is that when he was in the barracks of Taiyuan Prefecture, he returned to the army and was under the jurisdiction of Kong Muguan, the capital of Tibetan and Han Dynasties - now the deputy privy envoy Guo Wei. But now his old boss Guo Wei can only be regarded as the second-ranking figure in the Privy Council. , the person who is really in charge is Privy Councilor Yang Bin.
Yang Ping was not as good as Guo Wei, who got along well with both civil and military parties. He looked down upon and despised the literati. Not long ago, when he went to court, he bluntly said to the officials that "articles, etiquette and music are just empty things, why should they be mentioned", which attracted the Prime Minister Su Fengji. Angrily rebutted.
The conflict between the Privy Council and the prime minister did not involve the humble Zan Jurun. What worried him was Yang Bin's attitude towards civil servants who were as cold-blooded as himself.
Although Zan Jurun is no longer young, his ambition has not been completely wiped out by the busy work. He still has some ambitions in his heart and wants to make a difference. But now that his immediate superiors are like this, can he still hope for promotion?
Just when Zan Jurun silently lamented the dimness of his official career and was about to devote his energy to the sea of literature and literature again, an attendant suddenly came in from outside the door and said to Zan Jurun: "Zan Jurun has a decree, and there is a gentleman waiting outside. Commander of the National Army."
Zan Jurun didn't realize for a moment which commander of the Fengguo Army he knew, so he rubbed his forehead and said, "The person who came here didn't sign up for his surname?"
The attaché replied: "The man only said his surname was Guo, and he also said that he had met Zan Chengzhi."
Hearing that his surname was Guo, several other staff members in the room looked up sensitively.
Zan Jurun also immediately recalled that Guo Xin, the second lieutenant of Privy Council Guo's family, had just been promoted to commander in Daizhou a while ago? It's just that the two of them have never had any friendship. At most, they met once when they were registered... Does Guo Erlang still remember him?
Zan Jurun stood up and coughed slightly, and his staff lowered their heads and continued to use their pens.
As he walked out, Zan Jurun couldn't help but wonder: What could Erlang Guo do to him? Even if Privy Guo wanted to ask someone to send him messages and handle matters, there was no need to ask Guo Erlang, who had an obvious goal, to come in person.
Soon Zan Jurun met Guo Xin in the side room where he met guests.
Seeing Guo Xin at this time, Zan Jurun recalled some of his impressions when Guo Xin registered as a citizen that day. Perhaps because he had already experienced the battle, Zan Jurun felt that Guo Xin looked more heroic than when he came to register for him. And the look on Guo Xin's brows and eyes showed a rare indifferent expression at this age.
Seeing Zan Jurun come out, Guo Xin stood up and hugged him: "I came so rashly, I hope I won't disturb Mr. Zan's business."
Zan Jurun hurriedly responded with a salute: "General Guo, you don't have to be polite."
Zan Jurun didn't dare to show off in front of his boss's husband, not to mention that Guo Xin was not a simple person at all. At this time, a slightly important commander in the army would not be surprised at all to yell at civilian officials of the same rank.
Guo Xin said with a smile: "I just asked someone that Mr. Zan is now the military commander. Although it is a little late, I would like to congratulate Mr. Zan first."
"No, he's just a low-ranking official."
Zan Jurun's smile was quite self-deprecating, and he quickly asked Guo Xin to sit down: "Didn't General Guo get promoted to commander last time? He must be much more comfortable in the army than I am here."
Guo Xin waved his hand: "When I was in the capital, I was so bothered by the trivial matters in the army. I felt that it would be leisurely and contented for my superiors to command the envoys to ride around in the camp all day long. But when I became the commander, I realized that people were running around everywhere. It’s not that pleasant to bump around on a horse when you’re busy. I think a lot of errands are like this. On the surface, they look glamorous, but behind the scenes, they might be a different kind of pain.”
Zan Jurun thought for a while and then continued: "General Guo's words are reasonable... but even so, not everyone has the opportunity to suffer."
Guo Xin nodded thoughtfully: "Mr. Zan is right, people are willing to endure hardship, don't they just want to go to higher places?"
Zan Jurun was slightly shocked. He was still depressed about his future career when Guo Xin said such words. Could it be that he was really inspired by Guo Wei?
Naturally, we couldn't speak directly about this matter, so Zan Jurun had to ask tentatively: "I wonder if General Guo is looking for me?"
"I almost forgot about the business." Guo Xin smiled, "To be honest with Mr. Zan, I came here to make trouble this time because I really want to ask Mr. Zan for help because of the hardships in the army."
Hearing Guo Xin's words, Zan Jurun's heart had already cooled down, but his expression remained as usual: "I don't know what General Guo is doing? As long as it is something within my scope, I will try my best to handle it." Even if the man in front of him is old. Not old, and in the military, Zan Jurun did not forget his experience in officialdom for a long time, and he did not talk too much.
Guo Xindao: "A while ago, the officials issued an order to replenish the imperial army. Mr. Zan should know about this."
Seeing Zan Jurun nodding, Guo Xin continued: "The Fengguo Infantry Army to which I belong is also included in this replacement. I heard that most of the replacement soldiers came from the former Imperial Guards, and this matter is handled by the Military Registration Office of the Privy Council. …”
After hearing this, Zan Jurun already figured out Guo Xin's purpose. His military registration room is in charge of the transfer of military registers and registration and selection. What he is busy these days is filling the ranks of the Forbidden Army. As a general of the Forbidden Army, Guo Xin is among the people to be filled, so the purpose of looking for him is self-evident. Metaphor.
"...I heard that the former imperial army had its advantages and disadvantages. But since I joined the army not long ago, I am not familiar with some of the rules and regulations in the army, and I am surrounded by some illiterate men. I am afraid that other armies will secretly fool me and make others laugh. Fortunately, I know Mr. Zan, so I would like to ask Mr. Zan to help us spend some time to select some capable members of the former imperial army to join our army. I just don’t know if this is convenient for Mr. Zan?"
Zan Jurun thought for a moment, this matter was already under his control, and as long as he did it in a subtle way, there was no risk. What's more, the Guo Xin in front of him is the parent and son of his boss. It is undoubtedly beneficial to him to close this relationship.
So he hesitated for a moment and then nodded and agreed: "General Guo, don't worry about this. The Military Registration Office is responsible for assisting in managing the banned military registration books. Even if General Guo doesn't come to me, I won't put low-income people in here." Custodes.”
Guo Xin smiled when he heard this, stood up and clasped his fists towards Zan Jurun and said, "Mr. Zan, thank you for your hard work."
So the two of them chatted for a while, and Guo Xin stood up to say goodbye. Zan Jurun was about to send him out of the barracks, but before he stepped out, Guo Xin suddenly turned around and said: "My father often mentioned Mr. Zan to me. Mr. Yan Zan is very decent in his work." A good secretary will take on a big job sooner or later."
Zan Jurun's heart suddenly became bright again after it had cooled down, and he couldn't help but cast an expectant look at Guo Xin. He understood the meaning revealed in Guo Xin's words, and knew that Guo Wei was probably lying when he mentioned himself to Guo Xin. As a privy envoy, Guo Wei had no time to take care of a marginal figure like himself when military affairs were complicated. ? In fact, Guo Xin was just willing to mention his irony in front of Guo Wei.
Guo Xin quickly turned around and left, leaving Zan Jurun standing in front of the door, sighing silently in his heart: Now is the time for the new dynasty to employ people, Guo Xin is not an ordinary warrior, and he has family power to rely on him, so he will definitely become a leader in the near future. Much promise.
