Reborn in the last years of Kangxi

Chapter 1190 Man Tears

After receiving the documents from the Ministry of Officials, Cao Yong did not stay in Qingyuan for a few days, and was ready to leave for Beijing.

Among the people brought from the capital the year before last, the treacherous ones have already been dismissed, and most of the rest are honest and hardworking people.

There were a few who wanted to become officials, recommended by Cao Yong, and served as eighth-rank and ninth-rank petty officials; those who wanted to stay in the governor's mansion, Cao Yong sorted out their personnel resumes and recommended them to Tang Zhiyu; those who decided to leave the governor's mansion, Cao Yong Yong also asked people to prepare a sum of money, or write a letter of recommendation, and recommend them to other places, and the arrangements were properly made.

Like Jiang Jian, who wanted to stay with Cao Yong and continue to be the master of the staff, Cao Yong also kept more.

Three people are wise, and one is weak.

What's more, he was going to the household department with the most cumbersome errands. Cao Yong didn't have the consciousness of doing everything by himself and exhausting himself.

As his rank rose higher and higher, he also accumulated some experience as an official.

Small officials do things, and high-ranking officials conduct themselves.

The more prominent you are, the more you need to know people.

Such an arrangement, with the utmost benevolence and righteousness, made the guests and hosts happy, and the panic atmosphere in the Governor's Mansion also settled down.

When the date of departure was set, Cao Yong held a banquet in the mansion the night before returning to Beijing to thank the officials and staff of the Governor's Mansion.

After all, Jiang Jian has studied Zen for many years, and became more calm after his fame and fortune were overwhelmed.Whether it is the master of the governor's mansion or the staff of the minister's mansion, it doesn't make much difference to him.

For many years in Cao's mansion, Cao Yong has always treated him favorably; he has been in Zhili for two years, and as Cao Yong's most important confidant and aide, he has a lot of filial piety from below.Even if Jiang Jian is no longer in charge, the expenses for the rest of his life will be enough.

However, he did not intend to leave Cao Yong.

Not for fame and fortune, but only for the heart of a man who established the world.

Now, Jiang Jian is holding a wine cup, representing Cao Yong, and greeting the staff and scribes present.

Although Cao Yong is the host of the banquet, his identity is there because of his prestige.With him around, everyone will be cautious after all.Therefore, after the banquet began, Cao Yong Tuan Tuan toasted everyone for three cups of wine, and then asked Jiang Jian and Song Hou to accompany the guests instead of himself, and he left the banquet first.

Some of the people at the banquet, like Jiang Jian, will take acting as their career, from being penniless, to moving from acting to leading actor to famous actor, step by step; some will take acting as a career , looking for the right time to become an official.

Although they do not have a noble family background or a good background to rely on, they can still rely on their own efforts to infiltrate officialdom and weave into a network of relationships, large and small.

Even if Cao Yong is in a prominent position, there is no telling when these people will be used. It is always good to win over more.

Song Hou sat on the side with a smile, surrounded by a few "disciples and grandchildren" who came to toast.

Some of these people were not related to Cao Yong, but defected to him later; some came to the governor's mansion and worshiped under Song Hou's family.

"You guys, don't think that once you have been in the Governor's Mansion, your eyes are superior and your abilities are inferior. If you can't be down-to-earth and start from the prefectures and counties, you will never be able to become the master." Song Hou wiped his beard and warned.

A few middle-aged people were fine, and nodded their promises; the two young ones, with a bitter face, said: "Grandfather, this county magistrate's place, the selection of the master is more and more severe, I just think that the older the better, how can I choose?" young people?"

Song Hou glanced at him, and said: "Speaking of bastards, who didn't come from a young age? Feilin, at your age, has already made quite a lot of achievements in criminal names, and is well-known throughout the three Jin Dynasties."

The two young aides, hearing the words, looked at Jiang Jian with a bit of admiration and envy...

In the upper room of the official residence, another table was set up, and Tang Zhiyu, Liang Chuanfu, and Xie Tianlai were invited, several officials who were closely related to Cao Yong.

Tang Zhiyu has already appointed the governor of Zhili, and it will not be long before he can officially enter the Governor's Mansion; Liang Chuanfu and Xie Tianlai were only promoted last year, and if they want to go further, they still need seniority.

The military officer is not in the frontier, only the suppression of bandits can get military merit, and Zhili is born in a peaceful land, so he can only endure his term of office slowly.

Liang Chuanfu was fine, taciturn and indifferent, no matter what time of the year he saw him, he always had the same expression; Xie Tianlai had always been active, but now he was on pins and needles, feeling awkward.

In his opinion, Cao Yong "helplessly" quit Zhili, and Tang Zhiyu "unkindly" picked up a big deal. These two people, one "predecessor" and the other "current", can't be said to turn their faces into enemies, and they should have a heart-to-heart relationship yes.

No, Cao Yong looked as usual, and talked to Tang Zhiyu about several unfinished affairs in Zhili; Tang Zhiyu was also open and frank, answering questions without guilt.

Xie Tianlai was full of wonder, looking at Cao Yong for a while, and Tang Zhiyu for a while, trying to see through the "disguise" of the two.

But nothing can be seen.

Cold sweat broke out on his forehead involuntarily, and he thought to himself that what was in front of him might be "emotions and anger are invisible".

Seeing that his affection was unpredictable, Cao Yong took two more glances.

Xie Tianlai held up the wine cup, his eyes were already red, he squeezed out two tears, and said: "I really don't want my lord to leave, I have lost my temper, please don't blame my lord!"

Although there is Prince Zhuang's Mansion behind him, it is beyond his reach. Where can Shangfeng's care be more satisfactory?

This Tang Zhiyu is a stone in a latrine, notoriously smelly and hard.This time, he took advantage of Cao Yong again to get the governor of Zhili. It would be good if he didn't run on his "old subordinate" of the governor's mansion, so he dared to look forward to it.

This man in his forties, shed tears whenever he said he would. Even though he knew that there was an element of acting in it, Cao Yong was somewhat moved.

Seeing that Cao Yong was moved, Xie Tianlai became more and more energetic, picked up the jug, filled Cao Yong again, yelled in Shanxi-style words, and ate two cups with Cao Yong.

He was not a person with a capacity for alcohol, so he drank two rounds of wine first, and now he ate a few cups with his mind on his mind, and he became a little drunk.

He pulled Cao Yong's sleeve, cried "wuwu", and said: "Your Excellency is a good official... Since your Excellency went to Zhili, Zhili has changed every day. In the past years, in the cold winter months, the city is full of beggars. Now The common people can eat their stomachs... Who is it that attracts the eyes of you, so jealous of your lord, that you can't allow your lord to finish this job?"

In Zhili official circles, there have long been gossips, saying that someone "framed" Shangfeng and his subordinates with clever words to save himself.

Although no names were named, everyone knew that it was Tang Zhiyu who was not damaged in the stampede.

Now, Xie Tianlai's words after drunkenness are in response to that rumor.

Cao Yong couldn't help frowning when he heard that the words didn't sound right; Tang Zhiyu's expression froze, and the hand holding the wine cup had already turned white.

Xie Tianlai was drunk, so he didn't know the seriousness, so he said to himself: "Er Laoxie, keep your eyes open and wait. I just want to see what kind of situation that person will make Zhili after squeezing the adults away. If there are really eggs, how can it be?" Doing this kind of sneaky way? Is there any reason for this, you black heart..."

Seeing that his words became more and more outrageous, and all the filthy words came out, Cao Yong couldn't stand it anymore, so he shouted in a low voice: "Master Xie, you are drunk!" Then he called the servant and said, "Call two people to come and help you." My lord, go down and sober up."

Xie Tianlai heard it from the side, and immediately shook his head into a rattle drum, danced his hands and feet, and said with a stiff tongue: "I'm not drunk, I'm not drunk... How can I get drunk with such a small cup... Don't pull the forehead sleeve, don't pull the forehead sleeve sleeve……"

He was tall and strong, and the two servants stepped forward to help him, but he threw them away.

Cao Yong couldn't laugh or cry when he was playing with such a fool.

Liang Chuanfu got up and said to Cao Yong: "My lord, should I send you back to Xie?"

Being interrupted by Xie Tianlai, the atmosphere is no longer in the atmosphere of drinking and talking, Cao Yong nodded, got up and said: "If so, I will be troubled."

Liang Chuanfu bowed his hands to Tang Zhiyu again, grabbed Xie Tianlai's arm, and half dragged him out.

Cao Yong ordered people to remove the already cold table, re-warmed the wine, and served some refreshing side dishes.

Tang Zhiyu let out a long breath, and his spirit suddenly withered, as if he had aged several years.

Seeing this, Cao Yong sighed secretly in his heart, filled Tang Zhiyu's wine, and said: "The more prominent you are, the more right and wrong, don't care too much about Yigong, just have a clear conscience."

Tang Zhiyu raised his head and looked towards Cao Yong.

I saw Cao Yong's eyes were clear, there was worry and understanding inside, but there was no alienation and precaution.

"My lord..." Tang Zhiyu's voice was hoarse, with a bit of vicissitudes and helplessness in his tone.

After all, he has read the books of sages and sages for half his life. Even if he is full of heart for the country and the people, he can't see fame and fortune as dung, and his heart is as still as water.

A man needs a face, and a tree needs its bark.

Cherish Yu Yu half his life, and finally set foot on Qingyun Road, but the price is to bear the stigma.

Tang Zhiyu was also drunk.

Besides Cao Yong who knows the inside story, who can he complain in front of?
Although he didn't nag like Xie Tianlai, he ate one cup after another with a heart full of dissatisfaction.

Until he ate half of the pot of sweet-scented osmanthus white, he still held the jug and poured himself a drink, refusing to let go.

Seeing that he was so drunk, Cao Yong didn't dare to let him eat any more, so he asked someone to remove the wine pot, and asked Tang Zhiyu's long follower to come in and send Tang Zhiyu back.

Sitting alone in front of the banquet, Cao Yong couldn't help laughing.

In the eyes of the world, Cao Yong is the one who is just sad and depressed. Can Xie Tianlai and Tang Zhiyu be regarded as arrogance?
Although these people in Zhili official circles are diverse, they are a little less entangled and a little more agile than those in the capital.

Cao Yong picked up the wine cup, took two mouthfuls, and looked at the empty seats, feeling a little bit reluctant...

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Back in the upper room, Chu Yu had already ordered people to prepare hangover soup, which was simmering in the small kitchen.

Cao Yong ate a bowl, changed his clothes and washed up, and settled down.

Because he lay down early, he tossed and turned, unable to fall asleep no matter what.

He will leave Qingyuan tomorrow and go back to that big cage in the capital.In the early years, I hated the capital the most, and wanted to go out, but now I don't know if it is because of my age, but I am more and more attached to the capital.

Chu Yu has always been a light sleeper. Her husband turned over, but she didn't fall asleep either. She whispered, "Tomorrow is Tianyou's 15th birthday. I don't know if he will remember it or not?"

Cao Yong interjected: "He doesn't remember, but the old lady will remember... Counting the days, the old lady and the others have also arrived in Beijing..."

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From sixth in history, there are still 22 votes, make a fist.In the next thirteen days, Xiao Jiu will work hard.

(End of this chapter)