I write novels to become a saint

Chapter 187

The last day of the Dagan Poetry Contest ended peacefully. In the end, Lin Qian deservedly won the leader, and Lin Qian also got the cultural treasure that possessed the great Confucian supernatural power of "verbal criticism and pen attack".

But he was not too happy, he did not find any flaws in Li Ruhua, Minister of the Household Department.

"What do you think?"

"This is a great Confucian treasure, priceless, why not celebrate it?"

Zhang Zehan whispered to the side.

"Worthless?"

Suddenly, Lin Qian's eyes lit up, and he had an idea, and asked, "If I sell this great Confucian treasure, how much money can I sell it for?"

Zhang Zehan was taken aback, "Great Confucian treasures have a price but no market, why sell them?"

"Are you short of money? You can borrow it from me!"

"How much?"

Zhang Zehan looked at Lin Qian confidently like a wealthy local man.

"10 taels!"

"Uh...cough..."

Zhang Zehan almost couldn't catch his breath, "I'm sorry to bother you, I was careless."

"But what do you want so much money for?"

"You don't need to worry about this, the mountain man has his own magic."

Lin Qian didn't explain, "You just said, can you earn the 10 taels? Or can you sell this great Confucian treasure for 10 taels of silver?"

Zhang Zehan didn't continue to ask, he just frowned and said after a moment of contemplation, "I can make up 10 taels of silver, but I'm afraid it will hurt my muscles and bones."

"I do know a clear path. Zhang Daqian, the richest man in Chang'an, got sick recently!"

"Is he willing to pay 10 taels of silver?"

"You don't know that. For a successful businessman like him, as long as he is still alive, he can earn his money back. If the money is gone, it will come back!"

……

In the Hall of Mental Cultivation, singing and dancing promote peace.

The barbarian dancer had disappeared for a while, and Emperor Qianyuan gradually regained his interest. Recently, he fell in love with another dancer, and the dance in the Hall of Mental Cultivation started again.

Meng Chong walked in again, and for some unknown reason, Emperor Qianyuan did not dismiss Meng Chong from his post.

But Meng Chong still has the urge to resign. Recently, the position of admiral of the East Factory has been getting worse and worse.

"Your Majesty, a house in the south of the city is on fire!"

Meng Chong came to Emperor Qianyuan's side, and without waiting for Emperor Qianyuan to ask questions, he hurriedly continued, "Ten thousand taels of gold were burnt in the house!"

One tael of gold can be exchanged for a hundred taels of silver, and ten thousand taels of gold is equal to 10 taels of silver!

This is not a small amount of money. Emperor Qianyuan fell into deep thought. He can't afford 10 taels of silver now. He didn't expect an ordinary Chang'an citizen to have 10 taels of cash.

However, this kind of trivial matter also has to be specially reported to yourself?
Emperor Qianyuan continued to look at Meng Chong.

"This house belongs to the Minister of the Household Department, Li Ruhua!"

Hearing this, Emperor Qianyuan's eyes were fixed, and there was a real murderous look in his eyes. The singing and dancing in the Hall of Mental Cultivation stopped, and the whole Hall of Mental Cultivation fell into a dead silence.

"good very good!"

After a long while, Emperor Qianyuan gritted his teeth and said, "Let me cut down on clothes and food, but he himself is a treasure in the golden house, what a minister of the household department, what a big money bag!"

"Catch it, choose another day to ask for execution!"

Emperor Qianyuan punched the armrest of the dragon chair, "You personally take someone to search the house, I want to see, who's money is put in this big money bag of mine!"

……

"This must be framed. How long has Brother Ru Hua been the Secretary of the Household Department? Now that the treasury is empty, where is he going to get this 10 taels of silver?"

Luo ZY was filled with indignation when the Ministry of officials was on duty.

Li Rusong shook his head, "So what if he was framed? So what if he is really greedy?"

"The important thing is not the 10 taels of silver, but the 10 taels of silver that His Majesty couldn't even get, but it just randomly appeared in the other courtyard of the Minister of the Household Department."

"This move is absolutely amazing!"

"How do we rescue brother Ru Hua?"

Luo Zun asked worriedly.

Li Rusong shook his head again, "We can't save you."

He looked in the direction of the palace, and had to sigh once again that Duke Zhen was really Jiang or old, and he actually took the bottom line and reversed Lin Qian's situation.

In fact, to put it bluntly, Lin Qian's life and death were nothing more than a sentence from Emperor Qianyuan. The prince broke the law and the common people were guilty of the same crime. It was enough to deceive ordinary people with such words.

"Don't we do anything?" Luo Zun couldn't believe it.

Li Rusong nodded, Lin Qian's position in Emperor Qianyuan's heart was different now, they could only continue to wait.

Decades of official career have told him that a momentary gain in power is nothing, as long as he does not make mistakes, he will eventually reverse the situation one day.

……

In the Hall of Mental Cultivation, it was rare for Emperor Qianyuan not to indulge in sensuality.

Standing in the Hall of Mental Cultivation, Lin Qian met the ruler of the Dagan Empire, Emperor Qianyuan for the first time.

Emperor Qianyuan was looking at Lin Qian. The name Lin Qian kept popping up in his ears these days, and it was the first time he had seen this young man. He really was a hero born out of a young man, and he was an outstanding talent!
"I'm very interested in the tax reform you mentioned. Please tell me in detail."

After a long time, Emperor Qianyuan spoke.

Lin Qian didn't understand what he meant, and he continued to explain his article on the Dao of Heaven to Emperor Qianyuan.

It's just that with his head down, he didn't notice that Emperor Qianyuan seemed a little absent-minded.

After some inexplicable questions and answers, Lin Qian left the palace, and then received an appointment, letting him be the magistrate of Hongdu!

According to the rules of the big cadres, it is usually arranged to be an official after the Jinshi and the degree. Although there are opportunities for juren, they are all small officials in the county government, and he is asked to be the magistrate alone.

Not only Lin Qian, but the entire court was arguing endlessly over this matter, but Emperor Qianyuan insisted, and it was useless for other people to object.

On the official road outside Chang'an City, Lin Qian who was in the carriage still hadn't realized what the purpose of Emperor Qianyuan's arrangement was.

Is it to give him a chance to try out the decree in his Tiandao article in Hongdu?

But he always felt that it was not that simple. However, this is indeed his opportunity. Now that he has made up his mind to make a living for the people, if he can make a career in Hongdu, even if his intention is successful, he may be able to get a glimpse of it. The hope of being promoted to the fourth-rank gentleman.

Now he is getting closer and closer to the pinnacle of this world!

This time the eldest brother Lin Zhen did not accompany him. He went to the northern border a few days after returning to Chang'an. This time, no one came to stop him, and he entered the northern border army smoothly.

But he was already at the fifth rank, and he wasn't afraid of any attacks. After the Nanjiang incident, even if someone wanted to take action against Lin Qian, he had to weigh whether there were half-sages around Lin Qian who were secretly protecting him.

Sitting in the carriage, Lin Qian continued to update "Shooting the Condors". Now the plot has come to the Temple of the King of Guns. It is the part where Huang Rong confronts Yang Kang and Ke Zhen'e learns the truth behind the statue. The story of Shooting the Condors is about to enter end.

"Hurry up, play music, play music!"

Suddenly, Lin Qian in the carriage heard the sound of firecrackers and drums.

Lifting the curtain of the car, I saw Li Huachun, the magistrate of Changsha Prefecture, and others waiting outside the city gate, but Master Wang Zhuan did not appear. After seeing Lin Qian, Li Huachun immediately came up to meet him.

"Xiaoqian, you are finally back, we have been waiting for you for a long time!"

"Come, come, follow me to the government office, we specially prepared a celebration banquet for you!"

From Chang'an to Hongdu, it happened to pass through Changsha Mansion, so Lin Qian deliberately took a detour back to Changsha Mansion, planning to come back to meet his teacher and master, but he didn't expect the prefect of Changsha Mansion and the others to hear about his whereabouts.

After thinking about it for a while, Lin Qian also understood that the master probably said it on purpose. Thinking of the master's ostentatious appearance, Lin Qian couldn't laugh or cry.

"Master Li..."

"Master Li, just call him Uncle when you see someone else. I have been friends with your master Wang Zhuan for many years!"

Before Lin Qian could refuse, Li Huachun dragged Lin Qian to the government office, "Let's go, let's go to the celebration banquet!"

"It's not easy for our Changsha mansion to produce a great talent. This is the matter of Guangzong Yaozu!"

Li Huachun looked very excited. His backer in the court told him that Lin Qian might be about to skyrocket. Even if the news was not accurate, at Lin Qian's current age, if he could become the prefect of Hongdu, how bad would he be in the future? Woolen cloth?

What's more, now that Lin Qian is a fifth-rank Confucianism cultivator, this sentence of saintly posture is no longer a rootless duckweed, but has the real possibility of hitting a semi-sacred person. It is definitely right to make friends with such a person.

"Xiaoqian, I am Uncle Wang next door to you. You used to come to my house for dinner when you were young, remember?"

"Xiaoqian, didn't you often play with my daughter when you were young? Do you want a wife?"

Not only from Changsha Fucheng, but even the old neighbors from Changsha City rushed over after hearing the news, which made Lin Qian a little dumbfounded.

However, Lin Qian did not go directly to the celebration banquet, but walked towards the palace first. Seeing Lin Qian's actions, everyone praised him again, and those who wanted to make friends with Lin Qian became more eager.

"Old man Wang, come out soon, your good disciple is here to see you!"

"It's really cheap for this old man, but it's a pity that I don't have such a good apprentice!"

In the palace, Wang Zhuan sat calmly in the living room, not surprised by favor or shame. When Lin Qian walked in to greet him, he said lightly, "Not bad, not bad!"

Don't look at it with a calm face, but it has long been smiling.

Lin Qian was able to visit him as soon as he returned to Changsha mansion, coupled with the praise of his friends, undoubtedly greatly satisfied his vanity.

Then a group of people went to the government office together, and the celebration banquet officially began!
Until the end of the celebration banquet, folks kept coming to build relationships and toast. The prefect Li Huachun also prepared a pen, ink, paper and inkstone for Lin Qian to inscribe, saying that it would be made into a plaque and hung in the government office.

Lin Qian was originally a monk halfway through, and his handwriting was really ordinary, but in the eyes of everyone, it was like an authentic work of a sage, and they kept praising and boasting.

Even Lin Qian's brushes and table cases were directly framed and placed in the ancestral hall for worship, which is a bit exaggerated.

(End of this chapter)