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Chapter 25 Master, do I look like Zhongtang?

Sincere thanks to Comrade "Nervous Immortal" who has the insight to recognize pigs, and actively supported Jia Zhongtang to step into the political arena of the Qing Dynasty and become the third leader in this book!
Zhao Guodong said that this time the queen mother lived forever, and the emperor specially ordered the Manchu, Mongolian, and Han Eight Banners to select children to make up for Tang'a.

In principle, the current six-rank and above in each banner, and the brothers and grandchildren of the fifth-rank and above who have no errands at the age of age, must report to the capital of the banner to make a list for selection.In addition, the purpose specifically emphasizes that the offspring of officials who were incorporated into the banners of the Han army at the fourth rank and above at the beginning of the country must not be omitted if they meet the requirements.

Although the Jia family has no current officials, Jia Daquan has the hereditary Yunqi Weijue of the fifth rank. Definitely got a spot.

It seems that this condition is specially formulated for the Jia family.

No, Zhao Guodong, who is closely related to Jia's family, came here specially to inform the father and son of this great event.

"If the little six can make up for Baitang, your family probably won't have to send out the flag. Is this double happiness?" Zhao Guodong laughed and took a piece of persimmon from the fruit box Jia Liu handed over and stuffed it into his mouth. After taking a bite, I said "ummm" and said it was delicious.

The fruit box was sent by He Shen, and Jia Liu borrowed flowers to present Buddha.

"Isn't it double happiness? Your Majesty Long En, Long En, our Jia family has been saved, the old lady will bless you, and our ancestors will show their spirits."

Jia Daquan, who was sitting next to him, was so overjoyed that he didn't know whether to raise his left leg or his right leg.

"I heard that Ying Zhongtang of the Ministry of Punishment specially entered the palace to invite the banners, otherwise such a good thing would not have happened."

Hearing this, Jia and his father looked at each other, they both understood that they must be helping with the guards, otherwise Renying Zhongtang could enter the palace to beg for favor?
He Shen, that's really good.

Jia Liu applauded again and again, He Shen was able to get along when he was young, and if something happened, he would do it.

Seeing that Old Zhao had untied the cigarette pouch around his waist, Jia Daquan hurriedly told his son, "What are you doing in a daze, why don't you pack a cigarette for Uncle Zhao!"

"Hey, good!"

Jia Liu hurriedly squeezed some tobacco leaves from the cigarette pouch on the table, put them into Zhao Guodong's tobacco pot, and lit them with a torch.

With a "click", Zhao Guodong exhaled a big smoke ring with a satisfied expression on his face.

Jia Liu extinguished the fire and asked, "Uncle Zhao, who is the official who worships Tang A?"

He really didn't know what Baitang'a was, and the name seemed to be the official name of Manchuria in the past.

"Bai Tang Ah, it's not an official, but it has a bright future." Zhao Guodong put down his cigarette pouch, and explained to Jia Liu the nature of worshiping Tang Ah.

First of all, Baitang Ahzhen is not an official, because there is no rank.

But those who can worship Tang'a must be bannermen, including Shangsanqi Coating directly under the Ministry of Internal Affairs.In addition, no one is qualified to pick Baitang'a.

"Let me tell you this, boy, if you can become Bai Tang'a, most people in our banner will definitely not be able to compare with you, let alone the Han people.
In addition, when you are worshiped by Tang A, you have the qualifications to select officials, which is equivalent to the qualifications of the Wuke Township Examination. Much cheaper than others. "

Zhao Guodong also hated that he was only a seventh-rank official. If he was a sixth-rank official, he would have the opportunity to get a place for his son.

After hearing what Old Zhao said, Jia Liu's eyes became much brighter, and his heart was slightly excited: "Success, that's it!"
Whether it's donating to an official or worshiping Tang'a, if you can stretch your legs first into the civil service team, it doesn't matter whether it's a black cat or a white cat.

What's more, there is a discount for buying an official from Tang A, isn't it a position tailor-made for Jia Liuye by the Qing Dynasty?

If you don't grasp this, you will be struck by lightning.

But when he was happy, Zhao Guodong changed the subject and said again: "Don't be too happy, you boy, there is a test for Bai Tang."

"Test?!"

Jia Liu got a headache when he heard this test word.

His father, Jia Daquan, also said "Yeah" and pouted his butt nervously.

"Of course you have to take the test, otherwise where will you be assigned? If you are given a fourth class, you may cry like a kid." Zhao Guodong explained with a smile that it was a test, but there was no one who could not pass the test. Test scores determine allocation.

According to past regulations, Baitanga is divided into four classes.

You don’t need to think about where to go for Baitang’a, because the allocation is the Royal Shotgun Office, Shangyu Spare Office (sticky pole), Eagle Dog Office, Tiger Gun Camp, Guide Office, Shanpu Camp, these Eight Banners elites and the key points of the palace ban Yamen, non-Manchurians are not allowed to enter.

The second-class Baitang'a is divided into various positions in the major yamen in central Beijing and the yamen of the Eight Banners, or stationed in the local area.

"It's best for the six sons to be admitted to the second class, so that they can eat a share of imperial food in the yamen of our banner. There are about ten or two a year. In the future, if you are on a job, I will help you more, and you will be short of family money." ?" Zhao Guodong cheerfully grabbed a handful of peanuts and threw them into his mouth while peeling them.

A dozen taels is a lot, and the salary and rations given by the imperial court to the bannermen are only 23 taels a year (33 taels for Manchuria).

Jia Liu doesn't want to be like Zhao Guodong and spend his whole life in the sixth and seventh ranks, because the high-ranking officials in the Dutong Yamen are called Manchuria and Mongolia monopoly.

So he asked what local garrison meant.

"That's armor."

Zhao said that there are Eight Banners soldiers stationed in Mancheng in various places. Although they are also eligible to select officials when they are assigned to Mancheng in various places, most of them have to wear armor in the early days.

The only advantage is that the annual salary is good, you can get 40 taels a year, which is almost catching up with a county magistrate.But compared with staying in Beijing, it is obviously much worse.

At the feet of the emperor, can it be compared with other places?

Jia Daquan also nodded again and again, saying that they can't be assigned to other places to fill the city.It's easy to go, but difficult to come back. If you don't make it right, you have to stay there for the rest of your life.

Jia Liu said "Oh", and continued to ask for advice with a smile on his face: "Uncle Zhao, where are the thirds?"

"Thirds are divided into the Ministry of Internal Affairs."

"The Ministry of Internal Affairs?"

"It's just serving as an errand for the palace."

Jia Liu's scalp went numb, and he lost his voice: "This is not going to the palace to be a eunuch!"

"Nonsense,"

Zhao Guodong was amused, and explained that Baitang A in the palace was not an eunuch, but an "officer" under the administration of the Ministry of Internal Affairs, which was equivalent to half a pen stick.

"It's not in the palace, it's mainly in the imperial dining room, tea room, and prince's dining room. If you do a good job, you will be appreciated by the higher-ups, and you can become the foreman and top Dai Bai Tang, and then you will rise up step by step. Your boy will say in the future You might be able to become the Minister of the Interior."

Of course, this remark was to tease Jia Liu, and it took many years for this opportunity to come up.

"Ha ha."

Jia Liu accompanied him with a dry laugh, and he finally understood that Bai Tang'a, the third class assigned to the Ministry of Internal Affairs, was actually a non-staff member of the palace, and was essentially a handyman.And the room for promotion is limited to the Ministry of Internal Affairs. Even if he can become a minister of the interior, he doesn't have much real power.

After hesitating for a while, he asked again, "Where are the quarters?"

Zhao Guodong said "hey hey": "Good place, border area!"

"Border region" refers to the snow region, Mongolia, Huibu and various places in the southwest and northeast.In case of war, just like Baitang'a stationed in the whole city, Baitang'a in the border area will be selected for conscription and sent by the commanding officer.

Not to mention suffering, but also dying at any time, so no one is willing to go.However, because these fourth-class destinations were too bad, the Qing government stipulated that all fourth-class Baitang Abduen who went to the border areas would be rewarded with a military post of sixth or seventh rank, which was considered a future.

"You can't go to the border area!"

Jia Daquan broke his own leg in order not to go back to the Ministry of war, so why would he want his son to go to the border area to suffer hardships and take risks.

He got up and added some tea to Zhao Guodong, and said with a smile, "Old Zhao, didn't I hear that our Han army is also lacking in the first class? Can't you think of a way for your nephew? He will get along in the future, can you not repay him?" you uncle"

"Well, you want to eat as much as you want, but I still want to go to that first-class place! Can I go!"

Zhao Guodong directly poured cold water on Jia Daquan, "The Lama Temple and the Old Summer Palace are also considered first-class, but they can make up for our Han army flag, Bai Tang, but there is only guarding the gate. You must be willing to let your six sons go to suffer such hardships. I can help get him out."

"Well, just pretend I didn't say it,"

How could the watchdog guarding the garden be worthy of his own son? Jia Daquan smiled and shook his head, held Zhao Guodong in his arms and said: "You see, your nephew is also a good-looking person, so he must be second-class."

"Well, he is a good-looking person, but how did I hear that your father and father are at odds?"

The entire Banner knew about the Jia family and his father, how could Zhao Guodong not know about it?It is also because of the past relationship between the two families that I came here, so that anyone else who has the leisure will come to the door in person and tell you the truth about it.

Although it was a joke, it made both Jia and his father feel a little uncomfortable.

"Let me tell you this, if I can come, it means that I want my sixth son too, but it's not up to me alone to decide what class to set."

Zhao Guodong looked at the Jia family and his father meaningfully, got up and said that it was getting late, and he had to go back to the yamen to count those who were qualified to make up, so that he could report the list before he was on duty.

"Then you are busy!"

The Jia family hurriedly and politely sent Zhao Guodong out of the yard. Before leaving, under the urging of his son's eyes several times, Jia Daquan stuffed a red-sealed bag into Zhao Guodong's hand.

Zhao Guodong squeezed it, there were probably a few taels of silver in it, but this time he put it in his pocket without any excuse.Human feelings belong to human feelings, and things belong to things.

After thinking for a while, I told Jia Daquan: "You tell Liu Zi to prepare first, don't run around in these two days, and wait for my notice. In addition, you should also prepare some, and spend what should be spent at that time, don't miss Liu Zi's future because of small money .”

"Know, know."

Jia Daquan nodded repeatedly.

"That's it, come back."

Someone happened to pass by in the alley, and Zhao Guodong knew him well, so he smiled and greeted him to go forward with that person.

The Jia family closed the door, looked at each other for a few breaths, and smiled happily on their faces.

Can you be unhappy?
The thing that has been worrying for a few days is finally resolved, and everyone is happy.

But maybe the father and father pinched too hard in the past, so even though the relationship between the two parties is now harmonious, they haven't said much.

"you eat first,"

Jia Daquan laughed and told Yang Zhi to heat up the meal for the young master quickly.

Back in the room, Jia Liu stood in front of the mirror with his hands behind his back, quietly looking at himself in the mirror, nodding slightly from time to time.

"Master, what are you looking at?"

Yang Zhi, who came in with the food, was very curious. He looked in the mirror and found nothing wrong.

Jia Liu turned around slowly: "Shuan Zhu, does the young master look like he can be a Master Zhongtang?"

(End of this chapter)