My plug-in is a fairy grass

Chapter 419 Suspension?

This is a handsome young man with a face like a crown. Seeing Yang Zhen looking at him, he smiled and greeted him:
"Junior Brother Yang, where in life do we not meet each other, haha!"

Yang Zhen's pupils shrank slightly. It can be said that she was expelled from the water because of her worship.When we meet today, don't say Hengmei is cold, at least it shouldn't be this affectionate.

Could it be that after staying below for a few years, he changed his temper?
When others are so enthusiastic, it is not easy for him to face each other coldly. Instead, he smiled brightly and said openly:
"Brother Fang, hello!"

This person was Fang Hong, the deputy head of Shuilan when Yang Zhen first entered the sect seven years ago.At that time, because of his admiration for Zhao Yue'er, he intended to plot against Yang Zhen, and after seeing through, he was dispatched to Chongzhou.Unexpectedly, after not seeing him for a few years, he has turned around and become a deputy chief of Wushan County.

Looking at the pendant on his token, it turned out to be white, which means that the identity of the inner disciple has also been restored.

Fang Hong laughed loudly, came over to hold Yang Zhen's arm, and introduced to others:

"This brother Yang is my junior in the sect. Everyone, you should pour him a few drinks tonight, haha!"

……

Needless to say, there was a lot of excitement at the banquet.

That night, Yang Zhen failed to go to Wushui County to take up her post, and stayed overnight in the county temple.

Early the next morning, he rushed to visit Guanzhu Zhang.From a procedural point of view, with Chongyun Palace's endorsement, he can already take up a post in Wushui County.However, as Zhang Guanzhu's direct supervisor, he must obey the other party's arrangement.

It wasn't until Sishi that Guanzhu Zhang came over slowly, followed by a young man who was Fang Hong.

He had just sent off Deacon Jia, so it was impossible for the latter to accompany Yang Zhen to the county below, which was usually arranged by the county officials.

"Come in." Zhang Guanzhu waved to Yang Zhen who had been waiting outside the door, with a lukewarm attitude.

"Where is Junior Brother Yang from?"

After taking his seat in the hall, he stretched his body and asked lightly.

It is impossible for him not to know these materials, so asking such a question is just a prelude to exchanging greetings.

"From Weiyang County, Yunzhou." Yang Zhen replied politely.

Then Zhang Guanzhu asked him about his background, cultivation level, spiritual root, his meritorious service in Qingzhou, etc. Yang Zhen answered them one by one.

Fang Hong sat opposite Yang Zhen at the bottom and did not interrupt, just listening quietly.

"You disabled spirit root, in seven or eight years, you have jumped from the first floor of Qi training to the eighth floor now, and your progress is faster than the three spiritual roots!" Zhang Guanzhu was amazed.

"The master's family has always been generous to his subordinates, and they have a lot of support for cultivation resources." Yang Zhen explained in this way.

Zhang Guanzhu hummed and changed the subject:
"If you want to go down and become the master of a pavilion, you can be regarded as an official, what experience do you have?"

"Experience?" Yang Zhen thought about the meaning of his question, and carefully replied: "It's just doing things well."

"more specific."

Is this an interview?Yang Zhen is puzzled, I have already received the entry notice, so what else do you have to say?
Although he slandered in his heart, he still had to take seriously the other party's questioning.

"Subordinates keep in mind the three characters of cleanness, prudence, and diligence. Be an honest and honest official, do things prudently, be diligent in serving the public, and live up to the local people and monks."

"Scholar's talk!" I didn't expect Zhang Guanzhu to be contemptuous: "Mortal literati and scholars can talk about the big truth well, how many of them can actually do it? You are young, what is wrong with learning, and you go to learn those things?" The rhetoric of a pedantic scholar!"

"The old man gave you eight words today, the way to be an official is to be tactful, calm, flexible, and alert!"

"A person who is tactful should leave room for speech, be flexible in doing things, treat people like home, and be slick in doing things!"

"For those who are calm, you need to be calm when things happen, and don't act recklessly. Therefore, keep silent and be careful when you are ordered!"

"Flexible people, the so-called softness can overcome rigidity, everything needs to be retreated to advance, not to be aggressive!"

"I won't say much about the last one about alertness. If you understand the first three, you can understand this one too!"

After the crackling speech, Guanzhu Zhang took a sip of tea, and through the lingering water vapor, he stared at the silent boy below.

"Do you understand?" he asked, putting down his teacup.

"The subordinates know." Yang Zhen replied in a muffled voice.The other party disagreed with his three views, and of course he would not accept all of those words.

"I don't think you understand!" Zhang Guanzhu sneered: "Let me ask you, if there is a conflict between monks and mortals, how would you deal with it?"

"Deal with justice."

"Deal with justice? Hehe!" Zhang Guanzhu suddenly slapped the table, shaking the teacup from side to side and buzzing.

"Don't forget who you are? You are a monk! What are mortals, monks are our foundation! If you don't protect monks, do you still want to make decisions for those mortals?"

Yang Zhen heard these words very harshly, and immediately retorted: "Cultivators are the foundation, and ordinary people are the soil. Without soil, how can there be a foundation?"

"Hehe!" Zhang Guanzhu sneered, waved his hands and said, "Then let me ask you, if a mortal has an ancestral relic in his hand, it is a magic weapon. The monk wants to take it away, but the mortal disagrees, how do you judge?"

"Since it is owned by the owner, if the owner disagrees, of course it cannot be taken away." Yang Zhen did not hesitate.

"What if the sect wants to take it away?"

"Give reasonable compensation to mortals."

"What if mortals still disagree?"

"This," Yang Zhen thought for a while, and then said firmly: "Compensation will be given, and it will be enforced."

"Haha!" Zhang Guanzhu laughed loudly: "Young man, you keep saying that you are on the right side. Now that you are doing this, is it still consistent with your original intention?"

Yang Zhen suddenly remembered that the ancestral item in Chen Fugui's family was also taken away by the sect in the end, and the Chen family just got an imitation as compensation.

In terms of the result, everyone was happy about this matter, but in fact, Grandma Chen was kept in the dark, and she would never know the truth again in this life.

Is it fair or unfair to her to do so?
If it is unfair, can there be a better solution?
For a moment he was lost in thought.

Seeing his silence, Zhang Guanzhu sneered, and suddenly clapped his hands, interrupting Yang Zhen's thinking.

"You are young, although the main hall appointed you as the head of a hall, it is because of rewards, the main hall can't break your promise and get fat, but—"

His face gradually became serious: "Since you are working on my site, the old man can't ignore—"

Pointing to Fang Hong at the side:

"Junior Brother Fang is the deputy chief of the affairs department, assisting the old man in managing personnel, miscellaneous affairs, shops, etc., and has always been diligent and responsible, simple and steady, so—"

"This seat ordered him to go to Wushui County with you. He will handle the affairs for you for three months first, and you should follow him to study hard. After three months, the Wushui County Museum will be handed over to you in charge!"

What?Is this going to suspend my job?
Why?Just based on the question and answer just now?
Yang Zhen raised her head in surprise, looking at Guanzhu Zhang's calm face, suddenly her heart moved, and she understood everything in an instant.

Excuse!It's just an excuse!

No matter how he answered those questions just now, the final result would be this.

Palace Master Pang, Master Xian, the way you buried it is here!
"What if I disagree?"

With a sullen face, he asked word by word.

(End of this chapter)