Chapter 33: What should I do if the "official copy" is not enough? (Please collect, recommend, vote monthly, and read more)

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"Shikai!"

On the way back to Beijing after hunting, Duolong, who had just become Wang Zhongxiao's master, turned around and shouted.

"Master, you called me?" Wang Zhongxiao immediately stepped forward and called Duolong "Master" with a smile on his face, showing his respect for his master.

Duolong smiled and nodded, "You have a pretty sweet mouth."

Wang Zhongxiao smiled and replied: "You are my master. I respect my master, as I should."

Duolong chuckled and said: "I am still a teacher...Okay, since the emperor asked me to take care of you, then I will be your master for a few days."

"Master, you can't just be my master for a few days. A teacher for one day and a father for life!" Wang Zhong said filially, "You will always be my master!"

Duolong nodded, "You are really good at talking. No wonder Uncle Fu is willing to support you. By the way, do you still remember what the emperor said to you just now?"

Wang Zhongxiao smiled and replied: "The emperor asked you to be my master!"

"Before this!"

Wang Zhongxiao smiled even more happily: "Hey, the emperor made me a Lan Ling bodyguard, and asked me to go to Qianqing Gate tomorrow to guard the gate."

"Yes, I still remember." Duolong praised, "As guards, the most important thing is to listen to the emperor. We will do whatever the emperor says. We can't go wrong."

"Disciple, remember this."

Duolong nodded, looked at his good apprentice and said: "So, come to Qianqing Sect early tomorrow morning to see me, and I will help you go through all the procedures and receive everything you need to receive. , and then you immediately go to the Qianqing Gate to guard the door."

"Do you really want to go see the door tomorrow?" Wang Zhongxiao was stunned.

Although there is no technical content as a janitor, doesn't it also require a few days of training? This is the sixth-grade gatekeeper!

"Of course!" Duolong nodded, "What does the emperor say? He asked you to go to the door tomorrow, and you must go and watch outside the Qianqing door tomorrow!"

"But...but how do you look at this door?" Wang Zhongxiao looked modest, "I don't know how!"

"I'm here!" Duolong patted his chest, "I'll teach you now!"

"Okay, then I will study hard."

Duolong said: "We imperial guards work for six days and have six days off. During these six days of work, we logically have to live in a red shop outside the Forbidden City and cannot go home. You are working in the Qing Dynasty and live in the east. Inside the red shop outside Huamen.

So when you come here tomorrow morning, remember to bring a change of clothes, a bedding for sleeping, and a set of clothes for washing and washing, and come to see me at the red shop outside Donghua Gate. As for food and drink, the imperial dining room will arrange it, so we don’t have to spend any money ourselves.

Because you are the guard of Qianqing Gate, and Qianqing Palace belongs to the inner court, it will be closed and locked every evening, so the guards will naturally be off duty, and there is no need to stay on night duty. So the time you are on duty is from Mao hour to Shen hour, a total of six hours. There is no need to guard the door for six consecutive hours, but every half hour. "

Working six days off and six days off, each shift lasts 12 hours. During the six days of work, you also have to take care of food and accommodation, and the meals are produced by the imperial kitchen... This salary sounds good!

Wang Zhongxiao seemed quite satisfied, "My disciple, thank you master for your guidance."

Duolong added: "You are a Lan Ling guard, a sixth-grade official, with an annual salary of sixty taels and sixty dendrobium of rice, which is the same as an ordinary Beijing official. But we are the emperor's personal guards, and we are here every year and festival." There are rewards, and there are also some bad rules... Do you know what bad rules are?"

Wang Zhongxiao nodded repeatedly: "I understand, I understand, my father is the commander-in-chief..."

"That's right," Duolong said with a smile, "but I still have to explain to you that our guards have always been blessed together. You, the blue feather guard, can probably get dozens of taels every month, and you can also pay during the holidays. There will be some extra, and you will get it starting from the second month when you are transferred to the guard's office. Therefore, all the courtesy you receive when you are working as a guard must be handed over to the head guard, and you cannot keep it to yourself."

"I know, I'm not very greedy, and I will never steal the money for myself."

"As long as you are not very greedy, we are all descendants of the Eight Banners. We have a share in the Qing Dynasty, so we must be less greedy, so that our children and grandchildren can continue to be greedy!" Duolong whispered to Wang Zhongxiao how to be an official, "Also, The same rules apply to the three official respects of Bing Jing, Tan Jing and Bie Jing.”

"Disciple also knows about these three respects." Wang Zhongxiao said, "My father will send people to deliver ice and charcoal to the guards every year. As for the other respects... in the future, when the disciples go out, they will not You will forget the rules of disrespect."

Bi Jing is the filial piety paid to the relevant officials by the officials of the capital before they leave. There are many opportunities for guards in the bodyguard department to work abroad, and it is easy to get a good job. They also have to pay a farewell before leaving. When I take office, I have to send ice and charcoal to the guard office.

Of course, this respect and that respect are not given in vain, they are all used to maintain relationships. Otherwise, why would officials protect each other? The relationship in the bodyguard department was top-notch in the early years of Kangxi!

Duolong said with a smile: "As long as you know the rules! This kind of respect plus the three kinds of respect are the most common bad rules. Everyone is taking them, it's nothing. As for the festival respect, Xi Jing, Zhuang Jing, Wen Jing and so on , that’s your own business.”

Wang Zhongxiao replied: "Master, don't worry, my disciple also understands these rules."

The three kinds of respect plus the door's respect could not be regarded as accepting bribes in the officialdom of the Qing Dynasty, but the four respects of Jie Jing, Xi Jing, Zhuang Jing and Wen Jing were different. Wang Zhongxiao had to think clearly about whether he should accept it or not.

In addition, Wang Zhongxiao also has to get these four tributes from outside! Duolong has to give one share, Mingzhu has to give one share, and Uncle Fu Fuquan has to give one share. As for the honors from Duolong, Mingzhu, and Uncle Fu's houses, they should still be given.

Duolong added: "The other thing is to ask for help. Our guards have familiar faces, good prospects, little real power, and almost no money... but we have a lot of face! Can you understand?"

"I understand." How could Wang Zhongxiao not understand? He smiled and said, "No matter how generous you are, you have to be sparing. Master, if my disciple wants to help a friend with something, I must tell you beforehand. If this matter is too hot, please remind me."

"Ha," Duolong smiled, "You kid know everything. If you weren't so young, I would have thought you were an old official."

Wang Zhongxiao smiled and said: "My father is the chief soldier! And he only cares about eating, drinking and having fun. He has no time to take care of me, so he leaves me under the care of his master."

"No wonder..." Duolong waved his hand and said, "Okay, that's all for now. If you don't understand anything, just ask me later. By the way, Uncle Fu is your nobleman, and this relationship is very important. It must not get cold."

"Disciple understands."

Duolong stretched his neck and looked forward, and found that Uncle Fu was talking, laughing and walking with Kangxi. Wang Zhongxiao couldn't join him, so he said to Zhongxiao: "Disciple, you go and talk to Guanyin now." Say hello to me, make an appointment for a visit, and prepare a generous gift when the time comes. Although Uncle Fu doesn't care, you must fulfill your courtesy."

"I wonder what Uncle Fu likes?" Wang Zhongxiao asked.

"The calligraphy and painting," Duolong said, "are too precious and you can't afford them, so I gave them to Dong Qichang."

"Disciple knows," Wang Zhongxiao hugged Duolong on his horse, "disciple, go and talk to Brother Guan now."

"Go, go quickly."

Wang Zhongxiao hugged Duolong again, then went to see Guanyin Bao with a happy face and a heavy heart.

Yes, just worried.

Because he suddenly found that his money was a little tight! His "official title" was the 1,800 taels of silver stolen from Wang Fuchen, and the 2,000 taels of silver borrowed from the two brothers Wu Shicong and Wu Shijue, totaling 3,800 taels. In order to join the Pearl Party, I spent 2,200 taels of silver in one go. In order to place the four good friends Wang Zhongxian, Wang Zhongyi, Wang An, and Wang Quan in Zhuangzi, Haidian, Wang Zhongxiao gave them another one hundred taels each. Today I gave another round of filial piety banknotes and gave Guanyin Bao a ginseng root. The total cost was a hundred and dozens of taels. If you add all these together, you'll be gone for two thousand six hundred and seven hundred taels.

In addition, Wang Zhongxiao also owes a debt of gratitude to Uncle Fu and Duolong - these are also two paths that need to be maintained! We also have to go to the houses of Wu Yingxiong and Kong Sizhen - Obai is selling the Wu family's face, so Wu Yingxiong has to go there. And Kong Sizhen is the daughter-in-law of the Empress Dowager. She is standing outside the Qianqing Gate today wearing guard clothes (she has the rank of second-class guard). She must have been ordered by the Empress Dowager... This relationship is also It must be maintained.

To repay Uncle Fu and Duolong's debt of gratitude, and to maintain the relationship between Wu Yingxiong and Kong Sizhen, the more than 1,100 taels Wang Zhongxiao had on hand seemed not enough!

Is it possible that we really need to borrow loan sharks?