Saint of the Confucian way

Zhang Jing'an felt that there was a huge gap between himself and the book office Yamen in the capital Pavilion, but he could only suspect that he was the son of the suspected inverse seed, and could not think of any other reason.

There is no way. Zhang Jing'an can only ask his friends, but those people have no way.

Zhang Jing'an thought about it. He could only harden his head and write a document to shirk his responsibility in a dog crawling font.

The next day, all the city officials knew that magistrate Qiao called Zhang Jing'an to the magistrate's Yamen. He was furious and scolded Zhang Jing'an in front of everyone, almost scolding and crying. Finally, Zhang Jing'an was forced to write a confession in the magistrate's Yamen before Zhang Jing'an was allowed to leave.

Zhang Jing'an returned to the capital pavilion with great humiliation, sat in the room and thought about it. He vaguely understood that he thought it too simple to be an official. Obviously, his mistake was far less than that unlucky father, but he didn't know what that unlucky father did. Magistrate Qiao didn't mention it at all. Instead, he took himself as a scapegoat.

Another day later, Zhang Jingan no longer stayed in the duting hospital, but began to understand the people's feelings with several tall friends.

In addition to occasionally hearing someone scold him, Zhang Jing'an felt that he had a good day and knew more about Wude street. In the future, he would continue to visit and earnestly complete his duties, so as not to let the censor find an excuse.

The next day, the censors of the censor's station criticized Zhang Jing'an again on the grounds that "they swaggered through the market with their friends like a clean street tiger", and the magistrate Qiao wrote a letter again.

Zhang Jing'an was very angry, but he had to take the initiative to go to magistrate Qiao's mansion to ensure that he would not make mistakes. Instead of taking those evil friends on the street, he took a yamen servant.

But a few days later, the censors joined him again because his friends bullied the market and humiliated women and children by relying on him in Wude street. The defendant went to Jingzhou government office.

When Zhang Jing settled down, he sat down all day. Finally, he broke his wrists, completely separated himself from those evil friends and drove them out of the capital Pavilion.

The next day, hundreds of local ruffians and hooligans in Nancheng blocked the capital Pavilion in Wude street with all kinds of filth.

Zhang Jingan couldn't go out all morning.

On the same day, without waiting for the censor to play on the stage, magistrate Qiao preempted the third order.

Zhang Jing'an wanted to cry without tears. He suddenly realized that although officialdom would not be injured and did not need exercise, it was far more difficult than in the army.

Zhang Jing'an hurried to ask the teaching office and the yamen, but the six people were still deliberately alienated, and finally realized that they were wrong at the beginning. At that time, we shouldn't have brought those evil friends to the Yamen at all. They and the Yamen are naturally opposite groups. Bringing them is tantamount to a complete separation from the people in the Yamen.

Zhang Jing'an suddenly understood the eyes of old man Gao at that time. When he entered the capital Pavilion, he should take out the identity of the little marquis.

Now, don't say that you are a child, even officialdom veteran is difficult to solve.

Zhang Jing'an is not an easy child to admit defeat. When he realized his mistakes, he immediately corrected them and set a short-term goal for himself.

Capturing former friends is the best way to establish prestige, but Zhang Jing'an gave up when he thought of the complex relationship in Nancheng. Two book offices and four yamen servants can also be regarded as the objects of Li Wei, but it is too late now. The attitude of Yushitai and magistrate Qiao is the biggest backer of the six people.

Finally, Zhang Jingan decided to take the merchant Liwei of Wude street, so he began to visit and soon found a recent event related to Wude street.

A Jianghu doctor named Lidu, because of his poor medical skills, was difficult to make a living by seeing a doctor, so he went astray and acted as a broker. As an intermediary, he deceived the patients and asked them to go to some very poor medical schools or medicine halls to treat and buy medicine.

It's been several years. It was nothing, but not long ago, Li Du recommended a man to a hospital, and the man was treated to death.

Although the man had no fame, he was quite famous in Jingzhou Weiyan Academy. The teachers and students of the Academy were indignant and denounced the charlatan and the medical school.

Zhang Jing'an found a strange thing. With the passage of time, except for a few people attacking the medical school and Lidu on Wude street at the same time, most people criticized Lidu and thought Lidu was the most guilty. Moreover, Lidu has been arrested and sent to prison, ready to be severely punished, and the hospital has been closed.

Zhang Jingan understood the whole thing, smiled and had a plan in his heart.

"The doctor named Lidu should be cut to pieces. The doctors in the medical school are not things. However, only a few found that there are more than 30 medical schools and medicine halls around Wude street, and 30% of them are harming patients. Since the censor and the magistrate said that my body was vegetarian, I would do some practical things and ask all the medical schools and medicine halls in Wude street to clean themselves and prohibit them from using Jianghu doctors to deceive patients People, it is forbidden to use prescriptions and fake drugs that have no obvious effect. "

Zhang Jing'an thought it over and thought it was very feasible, so he didn't sleep all night, wrote a "clean medical order on Wude Street", and then kept copying. In the morning of the next day, he wrote 100 copies.

Zhang Jing'an called the four yamen servants with dark circles under his eyes, pointed to a pile of paper on the table and said proudly, "now post the" clean medical order "in front of each medical school or medicine hall, and then post the remaining notices at all intersections to let the people of quanwude Street know that I, the new pavilion leader, have done great good!"

The four officers took over the stack of notices and read them carefully several times.

Old man Gao raised his head, looked at Zhang Jing'an and asked, "Lord Ting, do you really want to post these notices?"

"Nature!" Zhang Jingan was extremely confident.

The other three yamen servants looked at Zhang Jing'an and old man Gao.

Old man Gao sighed, divided the notice into four parts, took one, turned and walked out.

At the moment when old man Gao turned around, Zhang Jing'an found that old man Gao's expression was deja vu, perhaps due to the backlight. There seemed to be a shadow on old man Gao's face.

After the four yamen soldiers left, they didn't come back.

Zhang Jing'an didn't care at first, but he didn't see the Yamen report back at noon and began to fidget.

After lunch, Zhang Jing'an walked to the gate of the yard to find the four yamen servants.

Before walking a few steps, I heard a noise outside the door. I heard a sharp voice shouting, "that shit new pavilion is inside, go!"

Zhang Jing'an was even more uneasy. Standing where he was, he saw that under the noon sun, more than a dozen teenagers and young people in Chinese clothes rushed closer.

Zhang Jing'an recognized several of them, including the collateral of the Fenghou family, the nephew of a high-ranking official of the current Dynasty, relatives of the Zhishi cabinet, and even a person of the Fengwang family.

Most of these people also recognized Zhang Jing'an. After all, there was only such a son of the rebellious marquis in Chu.

An angry young man rushed to Zhang Jing'an. Without waiting for Zhang Jing'an to take action, he swung his right arm and hit Zhang Jing'an hard in the face, directly knocking Zhang Jing'an to the ground.

Zhang Jing'an lay on the ground, his mind buzzing, his left face burning with pain, looked up, wronged and angry at the tall young man.

"Rebellious little beast! It's not enough to be an rebellious thief, but also want to harm our family's industry! I'll kill you!" the man said and kicked Zhang Jing'an in the face.

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