Saint of the Confucian way

The night in the mountain forest was quiet, and only the firewood burned and made a beeping sound.

The whole army has fallen asleep.

Zhang Jingan's eyelashes moved and opened his eyes.

"Wake up? Go outside and say," said Fang Yun, who stood up and walked out of the camp.

Zhang Jingan frowned, got up and walked out.

Fang Yun sat in front of a campfire, and Zhang Jing'an sat down opposite.

On both sides of the blazing campfire, father and son looked at each other across the firewood and the light of the fire.

"I heard what you said before you fainted." Fang Yun said.

Zhang Jingan's face became very ugly. He gritted his teeth and said, "so what? I have long suspected that you must have deliberately hurt me, deliberately led me into the military camp, deliberately made me suffer, deliberately forced me to go, and then forced me into school!"

Fang Yun didn't seem to hear it. He said to himself, "you chose to be a general. You failed, and I have become a team leader in just ten days. However, since you said you don't want to be a general or a soldier, I don't object. So, what else do you want to do besides being a general? I must arrange you before going to the Zhujiang army camp."

Zhang Jing'an smiled and said, "I want you to give me a lot of gold, eat and die!"

Fang Yun smiled and looked at Zhang Jing'an like a predatory beast.

"You know very well that Zhangjia doesn't raise waste!"

Zhang Jing'an snorted coldly and was speechless. Zhang Jia is not a dandy, but he was either beaten and maimed by Zhujiang Hou Shengsheng of that generation, or removed from Zhang Jia. The worst was taken directly to the battlefield to fight with demon barbarians and finally killed.

"Since I can't be a general, I want to be a civil servant!" Zhang Jing'an said seriously.

"Rest tonight and return to the city tomorrow." Fang Yun said.

Zhang Jingan sneered, "you won't make me suffer like this, and then force me to give up?"

"You underestimate me." Fang Yun got up and walked a few steps again. "If you can't be a civil servant, I'll choose a profession for you later!"

Zhang Jing'an looked at Fang Yun's back. Compared with many days ago, his eyes were less immature and had more hard power.

The next day, Fang Yun led Zhang Jingan back to Jingzhou City, stayed in Zhujiang Hou mansion for a while, and went directly to Jingzhou mansion.

In the early morning, the yamen gate was very quiet, and the Yamen servants at the gate stood lazily.

Fang got off the carriage and directly said to the guard, "if you go in and report, say that Zhang Longxiang, the Marquis of the Pearl River, pays a visit to magistrate Qiao. If magistrate Qiao doesn't see, I'll smash the gate of Jingzhou government!"

"Please wait a moment," the guard left reluctantly.

After a while, the guard came out and said, "governor, please wait in the side room. I have something important to deal with. I'll see you in a quarter of an hour."

Fang Yun smiled and knew that the magistrate Qiao deliberately hung himself up, but he would meet in the end. This was a compromise. Even if it was spread out to meet the inverse kind, there were words.

"Let's go." Fang Yun glanced at Zhang Jing'an, entered the side room of the government office, drank tea and closed his eyes.

Zhang Jingan couldn't sit still and looked around.

After a full quarter of an hour, a voice sounded outside the door.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry! I'm busy with government affairs. I really can't get away from it. Don't blame the Zhujiang marquis. Don't blame it." a national character face Hanlin came in with a smile.

Fang Yun didn't even get up. He sat lazily in his chair and said, "brother Qiao, you and I were literary friends in those years. When I got out of prison, you didn't even enter the door of my Marquis house. It seems that you forgot your love in those years."

The magistrate Qiao did not change his face and said with a smile, "dragon elephant, you are an understanding person, and I am also an understanding person. I don't have to say something, which is known all over the world. I don't want to enter the gate of the Zhujiang Marquis house, but I can't enter it."

Fang Yun said, "I'm not talking nonsense with you. I'm here to ask you for a little help. My useless son wants to be a senior official. You can arrange a position for him."

Magistrate Qiao didn't answer immediately, as if he was listening to something. Then he looked at Zhang Jing'an, nodded and smiled, "your son has a full heaven and divine eyes. He must be smart. Unfortunately, an official of grade can only be a child. If I remember correctly, your son is still a white man?"

Zhang Jing'an flashed a touch of shame on his face and looked at Fang Yun unhappily.

"I can't help it. You know I've been imprisoned for ten years and will be sent to the Zhujiang army station in the near future. Before I leave, I want to pave a way for my dog according to his ambition. He doesn't want to participate in the imperial examination and wants to be an official, so I beg you to come here." Fang Yun said.

Magistrate Qiao smiled and said, "you can be an official without a literary position, and you can go to a high position, which is enough for all officials to fear."

"Really?" Zhang Jing'an asked curiously.

Magistrate Qiao nodded gently and said, "yes."

"Can I be?" Zhang Jing'an asked.

"Yes!" replied prefect Qiao.

"OK, then I'll be your official!" Zhang Jing'an was happy and said that the bitter days had finally come to an end.

"OK, please fix a date for me to contact the palace and castrate you!" magistrate Qiao said and looked at Zhang Jing'an's crotch with a smile.

Zhang Jing'an felt the wind blowing and instinctively stretched out his hand to cover it.

"I'm not a eunuch!" Zhang Jing'an said angrily.

Magistrate Qiao said reluctantly, "there's no way. Of course, you can't be an official. You can be an official, an interior chief or a higher Pavilion chief. This is a small official in the eyes of the people."

Zhang Jing'an thought in his heart that officials are people who work in the Yamen. They say they are officials, but they are actually very bitter. Everyone knows. Li Chang can manage a hundred families, while a pavilion Chang can manage ten miles, that is, a thousand families. His power is not small.

Zhang Jing'an secretly glanced at Fang Yun and found that he was smiling. He snorted coldly and said, "I'll be a pavilion leader! I don't believe I can't be a good one."

Magistrate Qiao smiled at Fang Yun and said, "Lord Hou, please make a letter of recommendation. Without your recommendation, I dare not let your son be the head of the pavilion."

"Are you sure you want to be a pavilion leader? Jingzhou Prefecture is rich and has a large population, with an average of no less than ten people in a household, which means you have to manage at least ten thousand people." Fang Yun said.

Zhang Jing'an said, "I know you want me to fail, so as to prove that I can't do anything without reading, but I want to be a pavilion leader. I want you to steal chicken and not eat rice!"

"OK. I'll be a pavilion leader, too. I'm next to your government. Governor Qiao, please appoint us both." Fang Yun smiled.

Magistrate Qiao had a look of helplessness in his eyes. Then he held his official seal and sent a letter to the king of Chu. At the same time, he chatted with Fang Yun's father and son to delay time.

Soon, magistrate Qiao showed a smiling face and helped them handle the appointment documents.

Near noon, the father and son walked out of the county government, each holding a document.

Fang Yun looked at the documents in his hand. Now he is the pavilion leader of "Jiangjin Street". Nearly 2000 families in the main street and nearby streets of Jiangjin Street are under his control.

Fang Yun looked at Zhang Jing'an. He was in charge of "Wude Street", parallel to Jiangjin street.

Both streets are bustling streets in Jingzhou City, with both shops and homes. They are very complex.

Each street has a permanent resident population of more than 20000 and a floating population of at least 10000.

"From today on, I will be Zhang TingChang!" Zhang Jing'an was elated and took office as a new official, as if he had completely forgotten the painful experience of the military camp.

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