Pan Xiaoxian couldn't help but sigh. Things are rare and valuable. Male officials grab a lot of them. It's too difficult to get promoted.
Women benefited from the Queen Mother's behind-the-scenes supervision of government affairs. It was the time to employ people, and as long as they had the ability, they would be promoted quickly.
There is no need to be subject to the conditions for promotion of male officials.
Pan Xiaoxian's sister-in-law, Li Shishi, entered the women's school of the Imperial College and was directly promoted to a seventh-grade doctorate. There was no need to start from the ninth-grade official position and climb up step by step.
Pan Xiaoxian couldn't help it, and tried his best to get promoted, unless he became a girl.
Pan Xiaoxian gave an explanation: "In addition to recruiting female students this time, I am also responsible for recommending teaching assistants and lecturers for the female school. Zhao Yanxue meets the conditions for a lecturer and has already sent a letter to Liu Rushi, appointing Zhao Yanxue as the female school's assistant. The eighth grade lecturer."
The younger daughter understood. It seemed that Pan Xiaoxian was not fooling people. If grandma wants to recognize a goddaughter, it really depends on Zhao Yanxue.
It wasn't Zhao Yanxue who took advantage.
The youngest daughter hurriedly walked out: "I'm going to call dad here. No one else can make the decision on this matter. I can only call dad here to discuss it."
Fan Chengde hadn't left yet, and all the news from his youngest daughter had reached his ears.
"Ah."
Fan Chengde sneered: "I thought Pan Xiaoxian had some clever tricks up his sleeve, but I didn't expect that he had a bad idea of admitting her to be acquainted with her. You can admit that she is just an ordinary woman."
The youngest daughter just said that Pan Xiaoxian had a way to cure her grandma's heartache and arranged for Zhao Yanxue to find her godmother, without revealing Zhao Yanxue's identity.
Ambassador Zhao is a filial son. He really wants Mrs. Zhao to recover from her illness, but he does not want to get involved in the struggle between Xichang and Liu Rushi.
For specific circumstances, you have to go to Mrs. Zhao’s yard.
Ambassador Zhao left the living room, quickened his pace, and hurried to Mrs. Zhao's yard.
Fan Chengde followed behind, pressing forward step by step, not giving Pan Xiaoxian any chance to breathe.
As long as Fan Chengde is present, Ambassador Zhao will have concerns and will not help recruit female students.
Ambassador Zhao came to the room and made it clear: "If my mother's disease can be cured, it will be an honor for the Zhao family to recognize Zhao Yanxue as their goddaughter."
These words were said politely, but there was no polite expression on Ambassador Zhao's face.
It seems that it is a great honor for Zhao Yanxue to accept Mrs. Zhao as her godmother.
Pan Xiaoxian glanced at his youngest daughter and saw her shaking her head, thinking that she was quite good at doing things.
Without directly saying it, Zhao Yanxue's current status was extraordinary.
If it were said in the living room, Fan Chengde would be present but Pan Xiaoxian would not be present.
Fan Chengde will definitely disrupt the situation again.
Fan Chengde waited until Ambassador Zhao finished speaking his thoughts and then came out to disrupt the situation: "You are just a woman from an ordinary family. Being able to recognize Mrs. Zhao's godmother is a blessing earned in eight lifetimes. You are not worthy of Ambassador Zhao's help. Help Ask Pan Xiaoxian to recruit ten female students."
Before Zhao Yanxue could say the conditions, Fan Chengde made it clear.
Pan Xiaoxian used Mrs. Zhao's condition as a threat and put forward the conditions for recruiting ten female students.
This sentence was spoken and was recognized by Ambassador Zhao.
As Zhao Yanxue, it was her honor to accept Mrs. Zhao as her godmother.
It was impossible to make any more conditions.
Fan Chengde turned to look at Pan Xiaoxian next to him and sneered: "Just accept your fate and be your little official. Don't think about becoming a royal guard."
Pan Xiaoxian was not surprised when he heard Fan Chengde say the word "Jinyiwei". Someone from Xichang probably told him about his promotion.
Fan Chengde thought that he had ruined Pan Xiaoxian's hope of becoming a Jin Yiwei, and felt very proud that he trampled to death another person he disliked in the officialdom.
There are too many such situations. Fan Chengde trampled many colleagues to death in the past.
Pan Xiaoxian was just troublesome, but it wasn't enough for Fan Chengde to miss.
"It seems you have a winning chance."
Pan Xiaoxian's face was full of disdain: "Do you really think you can stop me?"
Fan Chengde shook his head: "It's useless to be stubborn. I don't believe it. You still have a way to make Ambassador Zhao willingly help."
Pan Xiaoxian started to slap her in the face: "Zhao Xinxue has become the eighth grade lecturer of the girls' school."
Ambassador Zhao was stunned.
Fan Chengde's face changed drastically and he said in a panic: "Impossible!"
Pan Xiaoxian saw Fan Chengde's panic and felt comfortable: "Impossible? Whether Zhao Yanxue can become a female official in the women's school is up to you and not mine. The palace has the final say."
When it came to the palace, Fan Chengde didn't want to admit it, but he had to admit a fact.
As long as a woman is capable, she can be promoted quickly thanks to the fact that the Queen Mother has just been in charge of politics behind the curtain.
There are no restrictions on men being officials. If the palace wants to promote women to be officials, it can even directly make Zhao Yanxue a female official in blue.
Fan Chengde's face turned gloomy: "You must be lying. Zhao Yanxue cannot become an eighth-grade lecturer."
When the matter reached this stage, Fan Chengde had no choice but to argue that Zhao Yanxue was not a female officer.
Otherwise, Ambassador Zhao cannot be stopped from helping to recruit female students.
Considering Zhao Yanxue's status as an eighth-grade female officer, she only offered to help recruit ten female students, and the conditions were considered low.
The female officials of the Imperial College received much attention from the palace.
Pan Xiaoxian said coldly: "Get out, you have no place to speak here."
"Who are you telling to get out!"
Fan Chengde was angry: "My official position is higher than yours, you are the one who should get out!"
Of course Pan Xiaoxian knew that Fan Chengde had a higher official position and was also his superior.
He also said, "Get out."
Because this is not a government office, it is not Pan Xiaoxian or Fan Chengde who has the final say on who will be kicked out, but Ambassador Zhao.
If Mrs. Zhao accepts Zhao Yanxue as her goddaughter, the person who really has the final say has changed again.
Became Zhao Yanxue.
Ambassador Zhao just wanted to cure Mrs. Zhao's illness now. He took a few steps forward and said politely: "Sister, are you willing to accept my mother as your godmother?"
Zhao Yanxue smiled: "Of course I am willing. I am not attracted by your family's wealth. The old lady took good care of me in the past and treated me as her own daughter. Of course I will help cure the old lady's illness."
Zhao Yanxue took a few steps back and kowtowed to Mrs. Zhao on the bed, three times in total.
"Ha ha."
Ambassador Zhao stroked his beard and smiled: "Okay! Okay! Okay!"
Ambassador Zhao said hello three times in a row, feeling happy that he finally had a way to cure Mrs. Zhao's illness.
Zhao Yanxue sat by the bed again and held Mrs. Zhao's hand: "Mom."
"daughter……"
Mrs. Zhao burst into tears: "Mom knew you were not dead, and your brother lied to me. Then my mother helped you teach him a lesson. His words were unlucky, and he actually cursed his sister."
Fan Chengde looked at Ambassador Zhao's family reunited, his face turned pale, and he knew that there was nothing he could do to save the day.
Pan Xiaoxian couldn't be stopped anymore.
Ambassador Zhao must help Pan Xiaoxian recruit ten female students.
Pan Xiaoxian sneered and said, "Get out of here!"
"you!"
Fan Chengde was furious. He was scolded by a subordinate, but he couldn't say anything to refute, so he could only leave in frustration.
