Lord Moyu was forced to open

"Do those colleagues come here often?"

Zhang Zheng put down his chopsticks and asked.

Jiang He nodded and looked out the window: "We are from Yunzhou County. Fortunately, I passed the imperial examination.

But you are different. You are from a political school. Although they won't say it because of His Majesty's concerns, those who came from the imperial examinations look down on you from the bottom of their hearts.

Now that His Majesty has entrusted you with the job of Beijing Police again, it makes them even more jealous. "

"Jingcha is not a good thing. It offends others. Are they jealous?"

Zhang Zheng couldn't understand.

Jiang He smiled and turned to look at him.

"If you are serious and responsible, this will naturally not be a good job, but what if you are not so serious and responsible?
This is a fat job. Those who can't do well in the assessment, who are just a little bit behind, or who want to use some tricks, these people have no shortage of money. "

"If you do this, it is dereliction of duty! Abusing power for personal gain! What is the difference between this and selling your official position?!"

Zhang Zheng slapped his hand on the table fiercely, with an angry look on his face.

"who cares?"

Jiang He smiled.

"They got the benefits anyway. As for how these unqualified officials will treat the Song Dynasty, who cares?

They don't care anyway.

Taihe, there has always been a saying in the officialdom. Everyone does not say it clearly, but they all agree with it tacitly.

Being an official for thousands of miles is just for money!
We have been studying hard for ten years in a cold window, with our heads hanging from the beams and cones thorns in our buttocks, and we gritted our teeth. Why did we become this official?
Maybe some people do it for their ideals, but most of them do it to achieve a class jump!

To be able to be superior to others!
In order to be able to look down at all living beings in a majestic manner, in order to be able to enjoy the fine wine and food that ordinary people cannot enjoy, the beauty of the willow.

Song Dynasty? Haha, they don't care.

They only care about themselves, and such people are the majority among officials. "

"But didn't most of the officials stand with His Majesty back then?"

Zhang Zheng was talking about the previous wave of officials cleaning up Buddhist temples.

Jiang He sneered: "That's because they could get the most benefits by standing by His Majesty's side at that time!

The hustle and bustle in the world is all for benefit, and the hustle and bustle in the world is for benefit!

Taihe, can't you see clearly? "

Zhang Zheng was silent.

After a while, he nodded silently.

"Taihe will bear in mind what Lord Shangshu said, and your subordinates will pay attention to it."

"Ruzi can be taught!"

Jiang He admires Zhang Zheng. In Jiang He's opinion, Zhang Zheng has the talent of a prime minister and assistant. However, although Zhang Zheng has been experienced at the grassroots level for a long time, he is still a newcomer to officialdom. Many times he is too idealistic and thinks of Zhang Zheng as a new official. Everyone around him thinks he is an idealist like him.

But the reality is that there are only a few like him.

In order to prevent him from suffering a loss here, Jiang He specially called him out today to give him some advice.

Judging from the current results, Zhang Zheng is indeed a talent that can be made.

He also believed that in front of the prepared Zhang Zheng, those rats in the gutter could not make trouble!
The rain didn't stop until the evening, and the two of them sat there all afternoon with a bottle of wine and a stack of pastries.

Seeing that the rain had subsided, Zhang Zhengdang said goodbye to Jiang He and went home in the rain.

Jiang He didn't stop him, and stayed alone in the tavern. He watched the subordinate he liked leaving in the rain, with the corner of his mouth raised slightly.

……

The next day.

The official office.

"Shilang Zhang! Good morning!"

"Good morning, Mr. Zhang!"

"Good morning, Mr. Zhang!"

"Why is Mr. Zhang so low-spirited today? He couldn't be like yesterday... hahaha..."

Early in the morning, as soon as Zhang Zheng returned to the Yamen after going to court, his colleagues in the Yamen said good morning one after another.

Zhang Zheng responded with a smile and a slight nod as before. Everything seemed to be the same as usual. As soon as he reached his seat and sat down, his assistant walked in with a large stack of documents, and quickly came to the table. After putting down the documents, his assistant Tian Er said with a smile:
"Sir, this is today's document.

When you were on duty the day before yesterday, you asked Dr. Wen and others to send you the Beijing inspection files from previous years. Yesterday, Dr. Wen and the others hurriedly got them for you without even having a break. "

Zhang Zheng nodded when he heard this, ordered his assistant to make tea as usual, and then opened the document alone and started reading.

He looked at it very carefully. From what Jiang Shangshu said yesterday, it meant that there was a group of moth-like moles around him.

Why do those moths want to bribe the mole?

Not just to change my own assessment.

In this case, it must not be the first time they have done this.

Zhang Zheng wants to see what happened over the years?

After reading the document carefully, what surprised Zhao Zheng was that the contents in the document were all true, and there were no hidden secrets.

But something is wrong!
Zhang Zheng frowned and thought, looking through the documents page after page out of boredom.

suddenly!

Zhang Zheng's movements stopped.

He looked at the paper in his hand steadily.

This paper is very ordinary, it is the special paper for court documents.

There is no difference in terms of material or size.

But what made Zhang Zheng freeze was that the color of the paper was wrong!

The material of the paper is no different from other papers in the document, but the color is much whiter than other papers.

This is very wrong!
Zhang Zheng hurriedly checked the spine of the document. The slightly yellowed cotton thread on the thread-bound spine regularly fixed the entire document.

But the sharp-eyed Zhang Zheng could tell at a glance that the cotton thread of this letter was not the original one!
The cotton thread used to seal the book at the beginning should fit the thread holes in the book!

But if you look at this book carefully, you can easily see that the thread holes in this book are larger and do not fit well with the cotton thread.

The only possibility for this situation is that the pages have been rebinded.

The new sealing line is on the original hole, but the original one has been bound, so naturally it cannot be the same as the original one.

This results in the page holes being larger than the cotton thread.

All the books in the class are made in a special place, and each book must use paper from the same vat.

The differences between such papers are very small.

However, the color of the paper in this booklet is very different from the other papers. It is obviously not the original paper.

Then why do you need to enter a piece of paper that is not from this book?
Curious Zhao Jun carefully observed this piece of paper. Written on the paper was a censor's daily style and habits, as well as last year's assessment results.

His grades were neither good nor bad, he was just in B, and his position remained the same.

Just looking at this name, Zhou Rong?

Why does it look familiar.

Look at his position again, censor.

Zhang Zheng's eyes slowly narrowed, and his memory began to reverse.

I seemed to have gotten to know Zhou Rong when I was at Huaihe Tower that day.

Wherever he could appear, his file information had been changed.

If there were no ghosts here, Zhang Zheng wouldn't believe it.

Ta-ta-ta-ta!

There was a sound of footsteps, and Zhang Zheng closed the document in his hand.

It was Tian Er who came back with tea.

Just as he put down his tea cup, Zhang Zheng's voice rang out: "Tian'er, please notify them and ask them to bring over all the assessment materials from the past three years. I want to see them."

Tian Er looked at his boss in surprise, but didn't say anything more and hurriedly went to inform him.

Looking at his leaving figure, the light in Zhang Zheng's eyes flickered.

……

(End of this chapter)