I studied in modern times

Chapter 919 Wang Daqiang has a successor
After a day's trek, Wang Daqiang rode his horse into the capital of Guangyuan Prefecture, and then found the Youjiang Pacification Office office in the city with familiarity.

This place is easy to find. It is the residence of Yang Jingtong, the former prince consort of Jiaozhi and governor of Guangyuan Prefecture.

After the Song army captured Guangyuan Prefecture, Lu Anfu of the Pacification Office selected this mansion of the former Jiaozhi noble as the office of the Pacification Office.

Wang Daqiang entered the government office of the Pacification Division holding a note, and under the guidance of a clerk, he came to a side hall of the government office.

At the door of this side hall, there is a plaque hanging with the words "Huang Song Youjiang Customer Service Department" inscribed on it.

This means that this place is a government office that specializes in serving customers who migrated south.

This was not the first time Wang Daqiang came here, so after entering the door, he took out a document that had been in his arms.

Then, he skillfully found a room at the end of the side hall and knocked on the door gently.

A familiar voice came from the room: "Who?"

"I am Wang Daqiang, the inspector of Nanguanpu, Guangyuan Prefecture, Youjiang Pacification Division, and I am here to report!"

With a bang, the door was opened and a familiar face appeared in front of Wang Daqiang.

"Here comes the big guns!"

"Come in and talk!"

It was Pan Sui, the fellow villager whom Wang Daqiang met in Jiaozhou in the past.

Now Pan Sui has put on the green official uniform representing the civil servants of the Song Dynasty, and also wears an official's hat on his head.

This means that he has obtained his certificate from the Ministry of Personnel and has become a true civil servant of the Song Dynasty.

Not only that, Pan Sui has also been promoted.

In June of this year, the Pacification Office reviewed the baojia households in various parts of Youjiang.

During the review, the baojia soldiers of Nanguanpu were not only able to complete the formation, but even achieved full staffing - this was an incredible miracle in the Youjiang area.

Relying on this political achievement and the fact that Pan Sui was Gao Zunhui's aide.

Therefore, under Gao Zunhui's arrangement, he was promoted to work in the Pacification Division.

Now, he is in charge of the affairs of Youjiang customers in the Pacification Bureau.

Although his official rank was still the lowest level in the selection process, that of a judge.

However, being an official in the pacification office and being an official in the chieftain-controlled area are two different concepts.

Apart from anything else, being an official in the Pacification Office means that Pan Sui can directly participate in the lock-hall examination of the Youjiang Pacification Office.

There were not many civil officials and literati in Youjiang area.

Therefore, Pan Sui had passed the lock-hall test in July and got the ticket to the imperial examination in Bian Jing.

As for Wang Daqiang, Pan Sui's fellow villager and confidant, his status also rose with the tide.

Today, he is the inspector of Nanguanpu, responsible for the training of the Nanguanpu baojia system and local security affairs such as catching thefts and fire prevention.

Although, this was just a low-ranking assignment, and he didn't even have an official status, he could only be considered a clerk.

But officials are also divided into different levels.

Officials of the rank of patrol inspector are considered high-ranking officials among the clerks.

If I can run the business for a few decades, I can pass this position on to my descendants.

So, this is the local emperor.

Pan Sui led Wang Daqiang to the side room, asked him to sit down, and then asked cordially, "How are you, Daqiang?"

"Thanks to you, sir, I am doing well..." He handed the document to Pan Sui and said, "Sir, this is the list of food and wages received by the Nanguanpu baojia soldiers this month. Please sign it..."

Pan Sui took the document, glanced at it casually, and then picked up the pen to sign his seal on it.

While signing, he asked, "I heard that Daqiang's wife gave birth to a big fat boy?"

Wang Daqiang bowed and replied, "Thanks to your blessing, my wife has indeed given birth to a son for me!"

Thinking of his infant son at home, Wang Daqiang couldn't help but smile happily.

There are three kinds of unfilial piety, and no one is the greatest.

Now that he has a son, his bloodline has been passed on and someone is worshipping his ancestors.

Back then, when he was fighting against the invaders in the city of Bianjing, he kept saying that he wanted to marry a county lady.

But in fact, he himself knew.

His family conditions, age and reputation have actually declared his death in the blind date market.

No daughter from an honest family would marry a scoundrel like him who had no food to eat.

Even if it was a woman in the half-open door who wanted to get ashore, she wouldn't look for someone like him.

They would rather use the money they saved from the sex trade to start a family with a refugee from other places who had just arrived in Beijing, rather than start a family with a lazy, gambling, and scoundrel.

Therefore, Wang Daqiang knew in his heart that his fate would probably be the same as those old rascals he had seen when he was a child, who were alone in winter, wrapped in thin clothes, sitting in front of temples waiting to die.

On a cold and lonely snowy winter night, he collapsed in front of a temple or Taoist temple.

By the time daybreak came, the bodies had been frozen solid.

After daybreak, the monks and Taoists from the temples and Taoist monasteries would come out to collect his body - they would wrap it in a tattered mat and bury it in the back mountain.

There is no tomb, no tombstone, and no descendants to worship him.

But now, he has a son!

Not only did he have a son, but he also had a large forest that belonged to him and his descendants.

He was no longer the rogue in Bianjing who would only boast to others "I am going to marry a county lady" after drinking.

Just thinking about this, Wang Daqiang couldn't help but curl up the corners of his mouth.

Looking at the expression of his fellow countryman, Pan Sui couldn't help but recall the first time he saw him.

How could Wang Daqiang look like a human being at that time?
His hair was disheveled and he could smell a sour odor from a distance away.

If it weren’t for the fact that Mr. Gao was in urgent need of people at that time.

In the Jiaozhou area, not to mention the people from Bian Jing, even the number of Han people is very small.

I had no choice but to hire him.

But I never thought that in just over a year, the dirty man who only knew how to gamble and drink has now become the inspector of Guangyuan Prefecture!

Pan Sui put down the document in his hand and asked softly, "Did Da Qiang give your son a name?"

“Not yet…” Wang Daqiang bowed and said, “I am a crude person, not good at writing…”

As he spoke, he bowed and said, "Sir, you are the Wenquxing from heaven... Please be merciful and give my useless boy a good name."

Pan Sui laughed and said, "It has been a long time since I have named my child!"

Although Wang Daqiang was a jerk, he was very good at observing people's words and expressions. When he heard Pan Sui's words, he immediately understood that Pan Sui had agreed. He immediately bowed his head and said, "I don't know what kind of blessing my son has. He was able to get a name from the official and get his literary luck..."

Pan Sui waved his hand and said, "There's no need to do this with the big gun! There's no need to do this!"

As he spoke, he stepped forward and helped Wang Daqiang up, then said to him: "Daqiang, you are able to go south only because of the grace of the current emperor!"

"Yes!" Wang Daqiang nodded, facing the direction of Bianjing, and said with a cupped hand: "The current emperor's great kindness and virtue will never be forgotten!"

He still owes the government 700 strings of cash!

An annual interest rate of 20% meant that he would have to pay 140 strings of cash in interest every year.

It costs about twelve strings of cash every month.

To do this, he had to use most of his gold mining income to pay interest to the government every month.

He has to use the remaining money to support his family and cover expenses.

It was that every month, he would bring his soldiers to escort sugarcane to Guangyuan City several times, and earn several strings of cash in rewards each time.

At the same time, every three months, he could also participate in the escort of tribute rice from Jiaozhi.

Every time he finished escorting something, he would receive a considerable reward.

In this way, he could barely make ends meet.

You can even save some personal belongings to deal with emergencies.

Therefore, Wang Daqiang was indeed grateful to the young official whom he had never met.

In his view, mistakes were not the officials' virtues.

How did he end up like this?

I'm afraid he has already died in the mountains of Denglai - recently, dozens of heroes who had panned for gold in Denglai have come to Nanguanpu one after another.

Wang Daqiang learned from these people about the current situation of the Denglai gold rush after he left.

It’s still very popular!
Heroes from all corners of the world gathered in the mountainous area of ​​Denglai to participate in the event.

From time to time, there comes a lucky person who becomes rich overnight.

There was even a legend that someone found a 20-pound gold nugget in the mountains of Denglai!

however……

However, more people get nothing.

Many others were buried in the deep mountains and forests and died in the valleys and streams.

Many gold diggers have seen those poor people who lost their lives on their way to pan for gold.

Wang Daqiang even heard from those people the names of many heroes who had made him famous.

These heroes were all well-known heroes in the city of Bianliang.

But they were found dead in the mountain stream of Denglai.

Some were accidents, but more were murdered.

Whenever Wang Daqiang thought of these things, he couldn't help but feel frightened, and then he would go home and burn incense to the statue of "Guankou Erlang" enshrined in his home.

Pan Sui looked at Wang Daqiang's expression and continued, "You were able to settle down in Guangyuan Prefecture because the government sent troops to punish the criminals and attack the bandit Li in Jiaozhi!"

"It is because of the emperor's wise governance that I have my own land, wife and children..."

"So that's why!" Pan Suiyi said meaningfully, "Your son was born because of the grace of the government!"

"How can we forget this great grace from heaven?"

"Why not name your child: Yongen!"

"Always cherish the emperor's virtue and never forget the government's grace!"

Wang Daqiang murmured to himself: "Always cherish the emperor's virtue and never forget the government's grace!"

"Good! Good! Good!"

That’s a great name indeed!

Not only is it auspicious and nice to hear, but the name may also have the magical effect of protecting children.

With such a name, his son might be able to grow up healthy under the protection of the emperor's virtue!

As he said this, Wang Daqiang bowed his head and said, "Thank you for the name, sir!"

"Da Qiang... get up quickly!" Pan Sui helped Wang Da Qiang up, and then said, "By the way, Da Qiang, I may have to leave for Beijing in the next few days to participate in the imperial examination next year!"

"Does Daqiang have any letters or things that I need to take back to my family?"

Wang Daqiang was stunned for a moment, then he congratulated: "Congratulations, sir, for winning the title of Gongshi. You will surely be able to enter the imperial court one day and present your parents' names in front of the emperor!"

In the Song Dynasty, only the top three Jinshi candidates were qualified to present their parents’ names in front of the emperor!

This is an honor that only belongs to the top three Jinshi!
Pan Sui listened and immediately smiled: "Thanks for the good words, Big Spear!"

"However, how can I dare to hope for the third place in the imperial examination?"

"It's already a great fortune to be able to pass the second grade of the imperial examination and get the title of Jinshi!" As he said this, he sighed.

The imperial examination in the Song Dynasty was like thousands of troops crossing a single-plank bridge.

He couldn't even pass the imperial examination in the past, but now he can go to Beijing to take the imperial examination, all because he is an incumbent official, and an official of the Youjiang pacification office at that.

So, there is almost no competition!
But, when they arrived at the Imperial Examination Hall in Bian Jing.

The best talents from all over the world gather in one place.

To be honest, being able to pass the provincial examination and take the palace examination is already a blessing from the Bodhisattva, Amitabha!

As for the top three Jinshi?

He wouldn't even dare to dream about it.

Moreover, even if he had the ability, he would not be able to get into the top three.

Because, according to the ancestral system of the Song Dynasty, the current officials who participated in the imperial examinations could only get the rank of Jinshi at most.

As a native of Bian Jing, Wang Daqiang knew about this, so he smiled naively and said, "I will stay here and wait for your report on the success of the imperial examination!"

……

Two days later, Wang Daqiang came to Guangyuan City again and entrusted the letters he wrote to his mother, elder brother and elder sister-in-law to Pan Sui.

Also handed to Pan Sui was the hair cut from his son Wang Yongen, who was only two or three months old.

This means that the mother should offer her son's hair in the ancestral hall to let all the ancestors know that he, Wang Daqiang, had descendants in Jiaozhou.

From then on, the Wang family of Bian Jing had a branch in Jiaozhou.

(End of this chapter)