Great Song Super Scholar

Chapter 227
After filling out the form, Wang Suizhou seemed to have encountered something and was discussing with the guidance officer. The young officer led Fan Ning to the middle-aged man, "Master, he will fill it out first."

The middle-aged official nodded, took Fan Ning's form, looked at it, and suddenly asked with a smile, "Didn't your family move to Mudu Town?"

Fan Ning was taken aback, how did he know that his home was in Mudu Town?
Fan Ning looked at him again, and immediately understood why he felt so familiar to him. He and Zhu Yuanfu looked almost exactly the same.

"Are you... Uncle Zhu?"

The middle-aged man nodded, "Yes, I am Jupe's father!"

Fan Ning hurriedly saluted, "This junior doesn't know he's an uncle, it's a disrespect to a junior!"

The middle-aged man was Zhu Pei's father, Zhu Xiaoyun. He was a doctor in the Ministry of Officials, and he served as a judge in the court of justice. He had the real power to evaluate officials below the fifth rank. He was in charge of the distribution of Jinshi registration this time.

Zhu Xiaoyun said lightly: "Now we only talk about business affairs, not personal affairs, please sit down!"

Fan Ning sat down and replied calmly: "The student's home was originally in Jiangwan Village, Mudu Town. Later, his father practiced medicine in the town, so he moved to Mudu Town. Take care, so the parents moved back to Jiangwan Village."

Zhu Xiaoyun nodded, "Your father puts filial piety first, he would rather run around by himself than take care of his parents, not bad!"

Fan Ning smiled wryly in his heart. It wasn't because of taking care of his grandparents. It was clear that his mother was not used to living in the town and wanted to go back to her hometown.

After Zhu Xiaoyun finished reading the information he wrote, he stamped the bottom and put it in a thick paper bag. This is Fan Ning's dossier.

Zhu Xiaoyun took another thick book of Hundred Official Records, which contained densely packed names and official positions. He turned to the Jinshi page of the Ji Chou Division, counted down with a pen, and quickly found Fan Ning's name.

Zhu Xiaoyun smiled slightly and said, "You are quite special. The Son of Heaven personally appointed you as the eighth-rank official, and served as the official secretary of the capital. The official rank is equivalent to that of a Jinshi. Congratulations!"

Fan Ning hurriedly leaned forward and said, "This is the emperor's great love for the students, and the students deserve it!"

Zhu Xiaoyun said again: "Secretary Provincial Zhengzi is just an official position. There are two specific duties. One is to accompany the prince to study, and the other is to review and compile classics. Because there is no need to accompany the reading, you can only participate in the review and compilation of classics, Son of Heaven. I specially arranged for you to enter the Imperial College, do you understand the deep meaning of the emperor?"

Fan Ning nodded, "The Son of Heaven wants the students to continue studying in the Imperial College!"

"You are very smart and understand the holy will!"

Zhu Xiaoyun smiled, then took a pen to sign and approve a letter of employment, and stamped it with the seal of the Ministry of Officials. The letter of employment was in triplicate, one was taken by Fan Ning to report to the Imperial College, the other was kept in the Ministry of Officials for future reference. One copy was placed in Fanning's dossier.

At the same time, the Ministry of Officials will also sign a document to the Guozijian, telling the Guozijian that a newcomer will come to report.

Zhu Xiaoyun handed the entry letter to Fan Ning, "You can go back to your hometown to visit your parents for a month, and then report directly to the Imperial College, don't waste the time!"

Fan Ning took the letter of admission and bowed to salute, "Thank you for your support, the students will leave!"

Fanning didn't say anything more, turned and left the room.

Zhu Xiaoyun watched Fan Ning's back go away, and couldn't help but secretly sighed in his heart.

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In the afternoon, after a busy day, Zhu Xiaoyun returned to the residence in a sedan chair.

Most middle and low-level officials choose to travel in sedan chairs. Riding in a carriage is too ostentatious.

Riding an ox cart is too ordinary, and it is difficult to distinguish it from the people on the street. Riding a horse is the style of a military officer, and civilian officials have always disdained to work with it. Riding a donkey is an old farmer entering the city, which is even more shabby.

Therefore, sitting in a sedan chair has become the choice of most middle and low-level officials. The sedan chairs in the Northern Song Dynasty have become very popular, and various sedan chairs can be seen everywhere in "A Picture of Shanghe During the Qingming Festival".

Of course, the sedan chairs of mid-level officials are not eight-carrying sedan chairs. It is acceptable in the local area, but not in the capital. , if the conditions are better, you can follow two more guards with knives.

The sedan chair was hurrying along the street. The two bearers were skilled, although they were fast, they walked very steadily. They were followed by two attendants in green clothes, wearing folded towels and head coverings. One of them was burly and had a long knife in his waist.

In the sedan chair, Zhu Xiaoyun watched the street through the thin gauze curtain. He seemed a little preoccupied. Fan Ning's report today gave him an inexplicable shock. Lie Erjia No.1, as a doctor in the official department, even if the number one scholar comes to report, it will not disturb his mind.

What surprised him was that Fan Ning had nothing to do with the official department from his official rank to his official position to his final entry, all of which were determined by the emperor alone.

Colleagues all speculated that most of them believed that the officials cared for prodigies because they had no heirs, but Zhu Xiaoyun felt that it was not that simple. It was very likely that Fan Ning's outstanding performance in the palace examination won the emperor's favor.

No wonder his father valued Fan Ning very much. Zhu Xiaoyun had to admire his father's eyesight for being able to find Fan Ning's peerless orb in Mudu.

However, Zhu Xiaoyun was troubled by the relationship between his daughter Zhu Pei and Fan Ning. His father let Peier study in school, and she actually sat at the same table with Fan Ning, which made their relationship very close. Of course Zhu Xiaoyun knew what this relationship meant if it continued. Without the Liu family, Fan Ning is indeed a very good son-in-law, but...
Zhu Xiaoyun thought of Liu Ran, he also did very well in the exam, No. 4 in the Boys' Department, and was born as a Jinshi, of course he is not as good as Fan Ning, but he is the grandson of the Liu family, the most valued grandson of Liu Taigong, Zhu and Liu. The family has been married for decades and has completely controlled the structure of Wujiang County and even Pingjiang Mansion.

As early as when Pei'er was three years old, Taigong Liu hoped that she and Liu Ran would get married. This was also a matter finalized by the second uncle and the Liu family. Six years later, Pei'er and Liu Ran should get married, and everything went smoothly.

Now that Fan Ning has been killed, and he is highly regarded by his father, Zhu Xiaoyun certainly understands what his father means, but how will the second uncle explain it, and how will the agreement between the Zhu family and the Liu family be explained?

Zhu Xiaoyun only felt a headache for a while, but fortunately her daughter is still young, this matter can be postponed for the time being, after a few years, Zhu Xiaoyun sighed, that's all.

The sedan chair was still some way away from the mansion, but the housekeeper was seen rushing towards him, as if there was something urgent.

Zhu Xiaoyun opened the car curtain and asked, "What's the matter?"

The butler panted and said, "Master, someone is coming from the palace!"

"what?"

Zhu Xiaoyun was taken aback, what are people from the palace doing?
"What happened?"

"It seems that the officials are full of praise for the statue in Daya Nei, and invite Daya Nei to enter the palace to carve a statue."

Zhu Xiaoyun immediately breathed a sigh of relief. It turned out that this was the matter. Although his eldest son was a silly boy, he had a sculpting talent that was unmatched by ordinary people. Zhu Xiaoyun knew in his heart that no one in the world could compare to his son among the master sculptors in the world.

But as a father, Zhu Xiaoyun doesn't value his son's carving skills very much. His family is not short of money, and he only hopes that his son can live a peaceful life.

If it was someone else, Zhu Xiaoyun would definitely refuse, but this is the Son of Heaven!

Zhu Xiaoyun had no choice but to nod his head, "I see!"

He was very strange, how could the emperor know that his son had extraordinary carving skills?
The sedan chair entered the mansion gate and stopped in front of the screen wall, Zhu Xiaoyun got off the sedan chair, the housekeeper whispered: "The eunuch from the palace is waiting for tea in the guest hall."

"How many people?" Zhu Xiaoyun asked,

"Two people, an old eunuch and a young eunuch. This old eunuch also knows our concubine."

Zhu Xiaoyun knew in his heart that since he said he knew the imperial concubine, there would be a passion for it. He said this on purpose, so he immediately ordered the housekeeper, "Seal two pieces of silver, one piece of 50 taels to the old eunuch, one letter of ten taels Give the money to the little eunuch, go now!"

Zhu Xiaoyun also knows that when giving gifts to the people in the palace, one cannot give too much silver. If you give too much, they will be greedy. If you give too little, they will hold grudges. It's not like always thinking about Zhu's family, this is a better degree of control.

Zhu Xiaoyun went back to the house and changed into another piece of clothes before coming to the guest hall.

An old eunuch sat in the guest hall with a wrinkled face, drinking tea with a smile on his face. Behind him stood a teenage eunuch with a bitter face. He probably gave his red envelope a circle and entered the old eunuch again. Eunuch's pocket.

"Keep eunuch waiting for a long time!" Zhu Xiaoyun walked in with a smile.

(End of this chapter)