Red Mansion, Second Master Lian is too despicable

Chapter 11 11 From the Seventh Grade
The carriage moved forward slowly, and after a short time it arrived at Mr. Zhang's residence.

The mansion is not big, a two-entry house.

But there was a lot of traffic at the door, and they were all people who came to have connections.

Jia Lian looked at the signs on the cars. They were all from declining noble families, from undistinguished families, and even a few distant relatives of the emperor.

Jia Amnesty's carriage didn't stop, and even lowered the curtain, deliberately circled around, and then entered a seemingly insignificant house on the side of the back door of Zhang's mansion.

Jia She also deliberately took an unmarked car to go out today.I am really considerate in everything I do for my son.

The carriage entered the yard, and Jia She got out of the car. There was only one old servant in the yard. When he saw that the person coming was Jia She, the old man's plain face lost his good expression, and he took the broom in his hand and started sweeping the floor and chasing people away.

While rushing, he muttered in his mouth.

"What are you doing here? You're not welcome here!"

Jia She was not annoyed that the old man had such a bad attitude and said with a smile.

"Uncle Zhang, if you don't welcome me, why don't you also welcome Lian'er?"

Only then did the old man see Jia Lian beside Jia She.

This simple sentence made the old man very excited.

As he spoke, he excitedly put down what he was doing, and wanted to pull Jia Lian with trembling hands, but he couldn't believe it.

"This, this, this is the young cousin of the young lady's family!!!! Well, well, well, what a talented person!"

While the old man wanted to take a good look at Jia Lian in front of him, he greeted other servants.

"Quick, go and greet the master, the young cousin is coming!"

This is not like the side house of the main house of Zhang's mansion. For a while, the Zhang's mansion with four doors and a large cloak was closed because of Jia Lian's arrival.

The royal family and relatives were all turned away.

Such feelings made Jia Lian suddenly feel that this place was much more comfortable than Jia's mansion!

He has a human touch!

The old servant took Jia Lian's hand and walked to the main hall. As he walked, he talked to Jia Lian about some past events that Jia Lian didn't know.

Jia Lian could only agree.

As soon as he entered the main hall, Jia Lian heard a burst of joyful laughter.

"Hahahaha, Jia Da, you are a person who goes to the Three Treasures Hall for everything. Why are you here today?"

Before anyone could see him, he spoke first. A burly man over forty years old came out to greet him. This was Master Zhang Erhe.

But with this sinister tone, it seems that he doesn't like Jia She very much.

Before Jia Amnesty could speak, Jia Lian hurriedly bowed and said affectionately.

"My nephew misses his uncle, so he asked his father to bring him to visit his uncle and ask him to meet him! Now that my nephew has grown up, he will be able to interact with his uncle in the future."

In just two words, Jia Lian blamed his lack of movement on being a minor and not being able to move freely. How shameless!But it also relieved Jia She's embarrassment.

Zhang Erhe didn't mind either. Looking at Jia Lian, he looked dazed for a moment and then immediately calmed down.

Jia Lian climbed up the pole so shamelessly. He took the initiative to climb up even before he recognized him as a relative, and didn't show any concern at all.Mr. Zhang's face was happy at first, and then cold.

"Sit down and tell me what you have to say."

Zhang Erhe controlled his heart. He didn't want to deal with Jia She, a bastard, but he was reluctant to blame his nephew.

In short very tangled.

Looking at his nephew's philistine appearance, he doesn't look like a prince of the Duke's palace at all. He is a low-ranking official of the sixth rank, but when he comes up, he tries to make friends with others with such a humble attitude.

What's pitiful is that he has no money, no power, no experience in the world, and he has no confidence in his heart.

Hey, Uncle Zhang was very distressed as to why his child had grown up like this.

Thinking of this, Master Zhang glanced at Jia She, full of dissatisfaction.

How could a person like my sister fall in love with a bastard like Jia She? Even a good child was ruined.

Jia She suffered an unreasonable disaster and felt uncomfortable, but he did not dare to break up with his brother-in-law.

Jia Lian naturally felt the change in the other person's demeanor. He was from a lower-class background, and his strength was observing words and emotions. Now that he had the memory blessing of Jia Lian, a person who had been busy all year round, he felt this change of emotion even more clearly.

It seemed that his father was going to be looked down upon by the Zhang family, but it did not involve him.

My uncle treats me very well.

Seeing this, Jia She had no choice but to bite the bullet and ask for help for his son, or from his own uncle. What's wrong with receiving a cold look?
Jia Shequan pretended not to see it and went straight to the point and told Zhang Erhe.

"The child is his uncle. A good man has a family and a career. Lian'er has grown up now, but he is still wasting his time in the house. How can you, as an uncle, just ignore it? Why don't you find a real job for him and let him serve the country!"

No one paid any attention to Jia She, and Jia She began to perform on his own.

Mr. Zhang affectionately pulled Jia Lian to his seat, whispered to Jia Lian not to be afraid, and then said to Jia She. "Didn't you get a fifth-grade official status for your child? What else do you want!"

He turned his head and asked Jia Lian again.

"How is Lian'er doing lately? How is she at home? Have you been studying?"

His purpose was to let the children understand that the Zhang family didn't want him, but they didn't want to see him.

The Zhang family will take care of this child, but his father's face is only worth a fifth-grade backup.

Seeing his uncle's yin and yang face, Jia Lian knew that I had no face with him, so he hurriedly said.

"Uncle, it's difficult to study in our Jia family. Uncle can understand if you think about it. It's not that I don't want to study. I really don't have the conditions!"

As he said this, Jia Lian smiled bitterly, all helpless in this smile.

"My nephew is not very perseverant, and now it's too late to regret it. Fortunately, I can't read thousands of books. My nephew wants to travel thousands of miles and do more things. Let's see if uncle can think of a way."

Half-talking is an official rule; Jia Lian described himself as a miserable child who was clearly a son of a son, but was suppressed like a son of a son.

Mr. Zhang was a little surprised when he heard this. His nephew was really invisible, and the secret behind the door of this mansion was so frankly told to him!
It sounds a little distressing, why should children be involved in this conflict between adults?

I thought that donating money to buy a fake job for my child would be enough to show my face, but who would have thought that my child is thoughtful.

But the people who lacked real plans were either those who were in charge or who went to the Youshui Yamen in Beijing to make money.

Which place is not that easy to go to?
There will be disputes when interests are involved, but you can't send your nephew into the tiger's mouth!
It's not that Zhang Erhe can't do it, but it's not suitable for Jia Lian.

"What does your good nephew want to do? Tell your uncle and he will find a way for you."

Zhang Erhe asked curiously, wanting to see what his nephew thought before making any plans.

Jia Lian didn't know what to ask for, so he hurriedly took out the money given by Jia She and said.

"My nephew only has 3000 taels of silver, and he is willing to listen to my uncle's arrangements."

It doesn't matter what kind of official you want, what's important is that you have a relationship with your uncle. Even if it's a ninth-grade clerk, Jia Lian is willing to do it.

As long as you have an official status and enter the officialdom in a serious manner, you will have a relationship!
If you have connections, what can you do by yourself that is not better than being an official?

In particular, it also opened up the path of buying and selling officials.

"How about a thumbs up from the Secretariat of Honglu Temple?"

Master Zhang thought for a moment and said.

Unexpectedly, Jia Amnesty and Zhang Erhe coincided with each other.

Honglu Temple is in charge of court meetings, guests, good and bad rites.When foreign officials pay homage, the tribes and tribes pay tribute, and when officials and envoys return their orders and express their condolences, and if they see those who say farewell, they are quoted by Hong Lu.

To put it bluntly, it is an yamen that supervises diplomacy and monitors the behavior of officials who return to Beijing to report on their duties.

It is a subordinate organization of the Ministry of Rites and is a place of exile within the Ministry of Rites.

Those who are not welcome in the Ministry of Rites, or those who need promotion resumes, will go to Honglu Temple.

Internally, one person, Honglu Temple Qing, was in the fourth rank, and two Shaoqings were in the fifth rank. In other words, it was a department-level yamen.

The Secretary's Office is a department under the Chief Registrar's Office, at the same level as the Master of Ceremonies' Office but with a lower status.

The establishment is composed of 1 director, 4 vocal supervisors, and 50 preface staff.

The official rank starts from the seventh grade.Deputy section cadre!

The main job is to receive ethnic minorities and foreign tributary envoys, and teach them etiquette before they meet the emperor.

These Jia Lian are not clear yet, but having an official job is better than anything else.

Jia Lian glanced at Jia Amnesty, and seeing Lao Tzu nodding, Jia Lian quickly put the 3000 taels of silver notes under the teacup for fear of his uncle's repentance.

"Thank you uncle for helping me!"

Seeing his nephew like this, Zhang Erhe didn't know what to say.

This money is not received, and it is not yet.

I can only blame Jia She. This must have been taught to the children by this undisciplined person. Instead, good children became alienated by this person.

It's all Jia She's fault.

Mr. Zhang was happy to see his nephew, and he was happy to do things. He hurriedly asked the servant to serve the pen and ink, write the official document, and use the seal.

Jia Lian couldn't believe it, it was as simple as that, and he became an official.

They are serious officials, not representatives who hold meetings once a year!

Are all officials in the Qingfeng Dynasty so casual?

Jia Lian suddenly didn't understand!
(End of this chapter)