The Happy Life of Small Officials in Northern Song Dynasty

(Thanks to Aiaishuotaoshuo and Xiao Mumu for their generous rewards. I am very happy to criticize Mumu’s attitude of supporting how much a reward is from the heart. Why bother to be too modest; of course, if the economy is ample, I will give more rewards. I'm even happier. For example, classmate Ai Ai is generous and I feel very relieved; I decided to arrange a trick for classmate Ai Ai. Ai Ai, who is very suitable for a brothel professional, decided so.)

Tianse occupied the main hall at Mu Su Jin. A few dishes of seasonal side dishes, plus a plate of sauced wild duck bought in the market, a plate of sauced beef, a plate of deep-fried quail, a plate of fried quail, and a few corners of wine Su Jin and Wei Songhe The two drank wine together.

Of course Wei Songhe doesn't like living in the academy, but he has no choice but to live in the academy because of his poor family and lack of academic qualifications. Seeing Su Jin's luxurious and comfortable life, he couldn't help sighing repeatedly.

After three rounds of drinking, Su Jin breathed a sigh of relief. It is true that wine can relieve fatigue. The physical and mental exhaustion of the past few days has taken three cups of strong wine into his belly, and he immediately feels comfortable.

"Brother Su, I heard that you, Su Ji, are one of the four major merchants in Luzhou. You lived a happy life, why did you choose to come to this book?" Wei Songhe said.

Su Jin chewed and swallowed a quail leg in his mouth, picked up a sweat towel and wiped his mouth, saying: "I want to experience another kind of life. Life is in a hurry. If you can experience a lot, wouldn't it be a lifetime victory?" Is it in several generations?"

Wei Songhe was a little dazed and easy-going with Su Jin back and forth, but he had heard of this person's words and deeds several times, and he had heard about the small officials of the Su family in Luzhou. practical words; but it is not without reason.

"I heard that Brother Su offended the magistrate in Luzhou. Is this part of your life experience? Offending the magistrate is not a joke. I think this is the real reason why you came to the academy to get a good official position, brother Su. If you have time to protect yourself, why do you have to hide it, brother Su?"

Wei Songhe's temperament was straightforward at first, and even after drinking, he straightened out the truth without turning a corner.

Su Jin secretly admires Wei Songhe's insight, who can see through Su Jin's purpose of becoming an official, except for the people inside Su Ji. Wei Songhe guessed Su Jin's heart just because he offended Zhu Shiyong. Extremely intelligent person.

Su Jin didn't want to explain too much about this matter. He held his wine glass and said, "Brother Wei, what are you doing drinking and talking about? All in all, you and I came here to become officials. In the future, we should support each other and seek common development. As for why the official does not care about him. "

Wei Songhe said solemnly: "Brother Su's words are wrong. The purpose of becoming an official can't be sloppy, Brother Su or has other plans, but I, Wei Songhe, entered the official position with the intention of serving the country and serving the people, otherwise I would rather work at home and cultivate ten acres of square land at home. ..."

Su Jin interrupted him and said, "Brother Wei, do you still drink this wine?"

Wei Songhe gasped for breath from being choked, and suddenly felt that he didn't have any advantage in front of Su Jin. He said that he was high-profile, but he never said the truth, and said that he was low-key. For example, Wei Songhe was also dissatisfied with the midday meal disturbance, but he pinched his calf and was powerless to change it, so he finally chose to endure it, while Su Jin was different and started making trouble directly. No matter what he did, Wei Songhe dared not do it.

It was this incident that made Wei Songhe want to make friends with Su Jin. It was only when I spoke that I realized that I was wrong. Su Jin was not someone Zhao Zhibai could play with in a few words. He turned around to Su Jin, and Zhao Zhibai could only be tricked.

"Brother Su, what do you think of the three redundant and three fees?" Wei Songhe wanted to find out if Su Jin was in the same way as himself, maybe this person was just smart about small things and confused about big things, and if he was a person who didn't know right from wrong, he had nothing in common with him After speaking tonight, Wei Songhe will not associate with him again.

"Brother Wei, it's not that I, Su Jin, don't want to listen to your great principles, but because of my status. As the saying goes: You and I are both Jiemin now. What's the use of saying things when you speak bluntly? What's the use of your words? In Master Lu's mansion, I agree with the theory of 'three redundancy and three costs', but that's all, I think that the prison is bigger than the thunder, what is going on in this world, or what is it, it just makes people feel depressed." Su Jin said after drinking. Also increased.

"Then brother Su and I will not make a sound, and we can't even talk about corrupt officials. Wouldn't it be worse?"

"How did you forget the 'gentlemen are sensitive to words and sensitive to deeds' just mentioned today? What is the use of the words of the sage? What is the use of Ricoh's words? I can see that Brother Wei is an upright person. It is thousands of times better than Zhu Shiyong of Luzhou, but he is the magistrate, so you are not so imprisoned, it is useless. It is only right to work hard to win fame and then serve as an official to benefit the people of one side; Wouldn't it be more practical for Dongliang to punish these redundant officials and manage these redundant expenses than to be imprisoned here?"

Wei Songhe was silent for a long while after hearing this, Su Jin also regretted that his words were too heavy, he just couldn't see those who like to talk big and say who can't?The problem is that it is difficult to do; seeking a high position is like fooling around, and intentions are far less effective than actions.

"Listening to your words is better than ten years of writing; Brother Su is really a man of insight. No wonder my teacher asked me to talk to you more before he came, saying that there are many things that I am not good at. At that time, I was still quite unconvinced. The cone pointed at the vital point; hey, the next time... During the next period of time, there are indeed too many complaints, too frivolous, and I can't calm down and feel at ease."

Su Jin smiled and said: "Brother Wei, there is no need to be self-deprecating. Master Lu can recommend you to study in the academy. Naturally, you have something unique, unlike me who got in because of Master Bao's face. In fact, I don't know anything about the purpose of the imperial examination. In the future, I will look to Wei. Please teach me a lot, brother."

Wei Songhe hurriedly said: "I'm going to give you advice, I don't dare to learn more from Brother Su, and I won't talk too much. The donkey has a loud voice, but it has no other purpose except pulling a mill and driving a cart. It's better to keep your feet on the ground."

The two of them are not narrow-minded people after some exchanges, so they quickly let go of their hearts. Pushing a cup and changing a cup, they drank for a while, talked about Luzhou for a while, talked about the academy for a while, and talked about trivial things, and they talked very speculatively. All smoked and drunk.

While drinking and talking, the white clothes flashed at the back door of the main hall, Xia Silin appeared at the door, Su Jin greeted drunkenly: "Brother Xia, come and drink a few glasses of water and wine together. It's good to get to know each other from the academy." .”

Xia Silin is obviously Xinmu, with wet hair rolled up, tied a green belt on the top of his head, pinned with a silver hairpin, and a scent of fragrance emanates from his body; seeing Su Jin's drunken appearance, he frowned and said: "The half-eaten leftovers Lengzhi also come to teach people to sit."

Su Jin patted his forehead and blamed himself: "Yes, yes, this is what taught the chef to change new dishes."

Xia Silin said: "Who will come to have wine with you after eating early; you are happy to eat. I will see how you will explain your five hundred fines tomorrow. You will not be punished by the master."

Su Jin was overjoyed in surprise and forgot about this trouble, so it would be good to have something to do with business tomorrow; Wei Songhe was almost finished eating and hiccupped: "This will delay Brother Su, fortunately, it's just one watch and two drums to hurry up." You still have time."

Su Jinyu cried without tears, it was easy for you to say it. I didn’t remind you just now, it’s useless to say anything now; Wei Songhe knew that Su Jin was going to confess to this night, so if he didn’t leave now, he couldn’t justify bothering him, so he handed his hand and said goodbye; Su Jin didn’t stay either At this moment, I have to hurry up and work hard, order Xiao Zhuzi to send Wei Songhe back to the academy, take a bath as quickly as possible, rush to the packed study room, Huanniang, who got the news, had already ground the ink and spread out the paper. Later, he lit a furnace of sandalwood to create an atmosphere for Su Jin.

Su Jin didn't care much to pick up the pen and start to copy.

"The Master said: Is it a pleasure to learn while learning from time to time? Isn't it also a gentleman to have friends come from afar?"

"The Master said: It is rare for a person to be filial to his younger brother and like to commit crimes; there is no one who is not easy to commit crimes but likes to make trouble. The gentleman is based on the foundation and the Tao is born. The person who is filial to his younger brother is the foundation of a person?"

"The Master said: Clever words make your selves fresh and benevolent."

"The Master said:..."

Su Jin's dizzy copying has the elegance of red sleeves adding fragrance to night books, but he is helpless and dozed off after drinking. After only copying three or five times, he throws away the pen and sticks it to the table. In his dream, he curses Confucius. Much like the donkey dung on the street.