Zhou Bo was also looking at the list below.
Jiang Yizhou asked, "Brother Zhou, where do you want to go?"
The two of them got to know each other in the past few days. After getting in touch, they felt that the other person had a good temperament for them and they felt like old friends at first sight.
Zhou Bo replied, "I want to work as a clerk in the government. Brother Jiang, what about you?" He was a lawyer himself, so he went to the yamen for the right job.
Jiang Yizhou hesitated for a moment and said, "I want to go to the county governor's house to be a retainer." He knew that there was a lot of work in the government office, and with his photographic memory, if he went to the government office, he would definitely have to do a lot of work. If you become Mr. Lu's retainer and staff, you should have less work, right?
"Very good." Zhou Bo respected his choice.
Such conversations often happen under the red wall and red list.
The three lists give capable and talented people three choices.
For ordinary people, all three are excellent opportunities.
The county governor Lu Desheng's recruitment of retainers and staff is more like a supplement to the government's recruitment. Those who are capable but have shortcomings in their status or elsewhere and cannot pass the government's requirements to become official officials, it is also excellent to turn around and work hard to become Mr. Lu's retainers and staff.
But each person can only register for one place, because the examination time for these three places is the same, so there is no use registering for more places.
No, the exam has not yet started, and all those who are interested in finding a job are faced with the first problem, which is how to choose. To make this decision well, they need to have a clear understanding of themselves.
Gu Er returned to Nandi, the day after his conversation with Mr. Ji.
On the advice of his confidant butler, Young Master Ji decided to return to the Southland with Gu Er.
Before going back, Young Master Ji gave the remaining silver to Wu Ren, and asked him to help them invest for the Ji family, and then hurriedly chased them.
Wu Ren took the key and opened Ji Da Shaoding's Tianzihao room. When he saw a box full of gold and silver, his people counted it and found that there were about fifty or sixty thousand.
Wu Ren smiled, look, what is trust, this is trust. Young Master Ji and Gu Eryi compared each other and made a judgment. Young Master Ji trusts them so much that they will not let him lose.
Chang'an, Imperial Palace
Emperor Song Mo was reviewing memorials in the imperial study, accompanied by Zhang Xian and Zuo Anmin.
Recently, Song Mo is in a good mood, and the problem in Nandi has been solved. The palace is selecting a concubine and a queen, and he will get married at the end of the year. In other words, when the seal is opened early next year, he will be able to take charge. Because at that time, it had been two years since Huang Kao passed away.
He was in a good mood, and when he found that Lu Desheng handed over the folding book, he opened it with great interest.
Song Mo finished reading it quickly, "Well, Liaodong County is going to open an academy?" Lu Desheng said on the fold, asking him to write an inscription.
Zhang Xian on the side immediately said, "Your Majesty, Mr. Lu is quite discerning. Why don't you give me a question?"
Song Mo's calligraphy was indeed good, and he had always been proud of it. In those days of forbearance, he relied on copying books.
Zuo Anmin curled his lips, bah, you're a flatterer!
Song Mo was in a very good mood, so he could write an inscription, "Okay, just follow what Zhang Aiqing said, I will take care of you with pen and ink when you come!"
Song Mo gave an order, and the little eunuchs came forward. One changed him to new ink, and the other laid paper for him.
He took a wolf hair and began to dip it in ink.
Not long after, the four characters "Liaodong Academy" were written down.
"Good calligraphy!" Zuo Anmin was the first to praise.
Zhang Xian followed closely, "The calligraphy is really good, the dragon and the snake are really flying, and the pen is walking like a dragon!"
Looking at this calligraphy, Song Mo was also very satisfied, "After the ink dries, ask the people below to send it to Lu Desheng as soon as possible."
In the past, Xie Zhan completely solved the problem in the Southland for him without any need for money or food from the treasury. He even made a profit from a gold mine and millions of cash in cash. Now Liaodong County wants to set up an academy. The establishment of a school is a function of education, and it is also one of his achievements as emperor.
However, Song Mo's good mood did not last forever.
As soon as he left the two ministers to have lunch together, the chamberlain came in a hurry, with an inexplicable look of horror on his face.
"Your Majesty, it's not good."
Zuo Anmin scolded, "Bold! Don't talk nonsense in front of the Holy Master!"
Song Mo was also very unhappy.
When Zuo Anmin reprimanded the servant, he fell to his knees on the ground and slapped himself twice, "The slave deserves to die, the slave deserves to die."
Song Mo raised his hand to stop him from continuing to slap him, "Okay, tell me, why are you panicking?"
"Your Majesty, Nanyang Earth Dragon has turned over!"
Song Mo stood up suddenly, shocked, "What?!"
Zuo Anmin and Zhang Xian were also surprised. They couldn't help but look at each other, and then looked away in disgust. But both of them had a tacit understanding and calmed down.
Song Mo paced back and forth, feeling anxious and uneasy.
The disaster in Nandi had just passed, and Nanyang was moved. God, I don't want this thief to be happy one day! I don’t know how many people were affected by the disaster. I hope it won’t be too serious, otherwise he will have to issue an edict to punish himself. It’s only the second year after he ascended the throne!
Zuo Anmin rolled his eyes, took the tea on the table, walked over and handed it to Song Mo, "Your Majesty, don't panic, have a sip of tea to calm down the panic."
Song Mo took it unconsciously, and after drinking it, he came back to his senses and asked, "Zuo Aiqing, what should I do about this?"
Zuo Anmin: "Your Majesty, Mr. Zhang has been working abroad in the past and has rich experience in governing local areas. Do you remember that there was an earthquake in Changli under his administration?"
Zhang Xian's eyes suddenly widened when he heard this, and his eyes looked at Zuo Anmin with a cold light!
You thief, you are harming me!
Song Mo looked at Zhang Xian, "Zhang Aiqing, what do you think?"
Zhang Xian knew that he must not give in or shirk at this time. As the emperor's favorite, the emperor has a big problem. He is looking at you. You can't hide. When it's time to take responsibility, if you hide away, doesn't that mean you don't care whether the emperor lives or lives? If you don't care whether the emperor lives or lives, then you are not far from death.
"Your Majesty, I am willing to share the Emperor's worries and take orders to Nanyang to deal with this matter!" Zhang Xian immediately expressed his position.
Song Mo was very satisfied with his attitude. He walked to Zhang Xian and patted his shoulder, "Zhang Aiqing, you are very good. Are there any difficulties in going to Nanyang?"
"Your Majesty, can you assign a deputy to Wei Chen to assist him in governing Nanyang?"
"Can."
A bad premonition suddenly arose in Zuo Anmin's heart.
"Your Majesty, Mr. Zuo is very capable. Please let him go to Nanyang with the ministers." Zhang Xian cursed in his heart, "Zuo Anmin, you are a grandson, even if you die, I will keep you as my support!"
Now it was Zuo Anmin's turn to stare wide-eyed!
Song Mo looked at Zuo Anmin thoughtfully, "Zuo Aiqing, what do you think?"
Zuo Anmin's face was stiff and he said, "I will accept my order."
Damn it, you shot yourself in the foot! Zhang Xian, you are cruel!
Zhang Xian sneered, come on, let's die together!
