Red Mansion: I am Jia Lian

Chapter 162 The Role of Teachers

In the morning, Jia Lian was about to leave the workshop when he was stopped by Master Lang: "Master Jia, look at this."

After receiving the official document handed over by the doctor, his pupils shrank slightly after taking a glance at it, [After Li Xiang's suggestion and His Majesty's approval, it is planned to trial this format of official document in the Ministry of Industry, and the client Jia Lian will draft the format and submit it to the final version. 】

Master Langzhong had been staring at Jia Lian's reaction. When he saw Jia Lian shrinking his neck slightly and focusing his eyes like a cat with fried fur, his heart trembled slightly and he thought to himself: This boy actually reacted like this? It was obviously a very beautiful thing to watch.

In the blink of an eye, Jia Lian returned to his normal state, returned the official document to the doctor and said: "I accept the order from my humble position. It will be done in the afternoon."

Jia Lian continued to go to the workshop, looking the same as usual, but in fact he had been thinking about the manuscript template in his heart.

The matter was suggested by Li Qing, so it must not be that simple. Is this a good thing? Not necessarily.

There are so many long-term bureaucrats who need you to teach them how to write official documents? It's noisy.

If one fails, he will be pushed to the forefront. What's the old saying? If the first bird is shot, the first rafter will die first.

This is wisdom accumulated over thousands of years. Especially within the system, the most taboo thing is to be in the limelight too much.

This thing of identity bonus really exists. As long as it is still a normal human society, an ordinary person will have many strange associations when facing a person of Jia Lian's background. Not to mention this is still a piece of shit!
After getting off duty, Jia Lian went directly to Zhang's Mansion and met Wu Anzhong in the courtyard. This guy was not doing well recently. His eye sockets were sunken and the dark circles were very obvious. He looked like he had been overworked.

However, his strength was not enough for Jia Lian. He easily pulled away his hand and wiped it with his sleeve in disgust.

When Jia Lian saw it, he couldn't help but joke: "Brother Wu, young people should exercise restraint!"

Jia Lian chuckled and said, "Hey, man, you just can't be too kind. I'm still thinking about getting some good things for Brother Wu to replenish his body."

Now that the matter is a foregone conclusion, there is nothing that can be done about it.

It can only be said that aura is invisible and intangible, but from the perspective of a bystander, it really exists.

Wu Anzhong sneered back with disdain: "How dare you, a young child, to teach me? My son is running all over the floor."

Once you become famous, others will try to step on you and rise to the top. This is never something in a novel. The reality is more exciting than the novel.

Zhang Shuli was startled when he entered the door. He always felt that the person sitting in front of him was not Jia Lian, but a mountain.

Jia Lian didn't understand very well and asked, "Are you showing off?"

Wu Anzhong looked melancholy, looking up at the whirling leaves on the treetops: "You don't understand, you don't understand the pain of routine at all."

What's more, given Jia Lian's background, he doesn't need this kind of means to become famous.

As Jia Lian was about to walk in, Wu Anzhong grabbed his hand and lowered his voice excitedly: "The good things you said are good things that I understand?" Jia Lian blinked and said nothing. Wu Anzhong said that he received it, but it was unacceptable. Speaking to outsiders, I understand!
"Good brother, really good brother. I asked you why my sister has started taking anti-fetal drugs recently, and my brother-in-law looks very good. It turns out that the root of the problem lies with you." Wu Anzhong lowered his voice, spoke very fast, his eyes were excited, and his hands were Afterburner.

Jia Lian suddenly understood: [Isn’t it just to pay the public food? Who hasn’t handed it over yet? 】Well, I can’t say it out loud.

But Wu Anzhong said he didn't care, and even leaned closer and continued in a low voice: "Zhuo Jing, in the name of my father, urges me to spread the branches and leaves of the Wu family. It's better to be in the capital now, but if I go out, there will be less opportunities."

"Pull and tug, what a shame." The disgust on Jia Lian's face could be felt from ten meters away.

"Mrs. Wu, is this...?" When the words came to her lips, Jia Lian remembered that she was not married yet and stopped decisively.

Only ordinary scholars need such opportunities. For Jia Lian, this is a burden.

The format of official documents is easy for veteran bureaucrats at the grassroots level. An hour after lunch, Jia Lian finished it and handed it over to the doctor. After returning to the office, Jia Lian sat alone and thought.

Jia Lian doesn't like to be in the limelight and uses a pen name when writing stories and comments. Nowadays, it is normal for literati to look down on each other when selecting scholars through the imperial examination.

After quietly exiting, Secretary Zhang couldn't help but mutter: "How did you develop Yuan Ting Yue Zhi's magnanimity?"

"There is a girl, no!" Wu Anzhong raised his head and looked around. The maids and servants all stood far away knowingly and did not come to eavesdrop.

"Zhuo Jing comes from a scholarly family, and he is very polite." Wu Anzhong's voice became even lower, almost whispering.

Jia Lian decisively took a step back, distanced himself, with a look of disgust on his face: "Stay away from me, Ge Ying is panicking. Don't you just go to brothels too many times, don't you think the wife at home is uninteresting? People like you are the most despicable. ! Your Majesty has given birth to a child for you, and you have to serve your parents-in-law at home. Those women who sell jokes are interested in your money, not you. "

Jia Lian spoke loudly and righteously, as if he didn't see the two women walking slowly behind him.

"Brother Jia, speak softly, speak softly." Wu Anzhong was anxious and quickly stretched out his hand to stop Jia Lian's mouth. As a result, Jia Lian ducked out of the way and saluted behind him: "Hello, master's wife, hello, sister-in-law!"

Mrs. Zhang Wu came forward, and Mrs. Wu supported her expressionlessly. When she faced Wu Anzhong, Mrs. Zhang Wu fully suppressed her blood. She stepped forward and forced Wu Anzhong to lower his head with a look, and said unhurriedly: "Say What? You can’t let people listen anymore?”

Wu Anzhong had a bleak look on his face, but Jia Lian was not sympathetic when he saw it. He smiled and said to Zhang Wu, "Master, I'm going to find the teacher."

Mrs. Zhang Wu waved her hand gently: "Go, in the study."

Jia Lian disappeared in a flash, leaving Wu Anzhong facing a bleak life alone.

Zhang Ting'en seemed to have clairvoyance and ears. When he saw Jia Lian, he asked softly: "What happened to you in Anzhong?"

All I had to do was ask him directly, "How could you cheat him like this?"

Jia Lian said bitterly: "The student's intention was for his own good, but he actually said that I was a young child."

Zhang Ting'en admired Zhang Ting'en for his unabashed desire to retaliate. This student was really good-natured. Fortunately, it's harmless, a little fun between friends. "It's not easy to be in peace. A few days ago, your wife was also difficult to deal with." Zhang Ting'en said as if he had been through this before.

Jia Lian glanced at Tongfang standing next to him with a sneer on his face. It would be better not to anger the teacher. Decided to change the topic: "What is Li Xiang's intention about the official document template? Why didn't the teacher stop it?"

"Li Rushui, the Minister of Rites, is in charge of this. Why is it his turn to make irresponsible remarks on matters within his own scope?"

Zhang Tingen is not blaming the blame, he is telling the truth.

After hearing this, Jia Lian immediately said angrily: "Li Qing is so insidious. Once this matter is promoted, you don't need to read it to know what those people with sore stomachs will say. Such vulgar and plain writing, I don't know what Jia Lian's How did the No. 1 pick come about?"

Jia Lian also deliberately imitated it in a weird way. Zhang Ting'en couldn't help laughing when he saw it: "Can you blame anyone else?"

After hearing this, Jia Lian couldn't help but look up and sigh: "I just want to do something, why is it so difficult?"

"Haha, Li Rushui's suggestion makes sense. After all, official documents do need a template. Liang Daoyuan followed the trend, probably because he had the intention of watching a show. After all, once the template is promoted, Li Rushui may not be able to follow it. There are rumors outside. , I will definitely take him with me when I talk to you. On the other hand, Kong Xiang personally sent it to the emperor and decided on the matter of being elected as Minister of Industry. You should learn a little more and do it when you have the ability. Stop showing off.”

Jia Lian humbly accepted and thanked Zhang Ting'en. Not just anyone could hear Zhang Ting'en's words.

"Things are not as bad as you think. I think Li Rushui also thinks clearly. After all, you are only sixteen years old. People with a little sense can at most just smile and make fun of a child with a yellow mouth, but they have their own rules for doing things. Turn around I'm not sure how to educate my nephew when I go home. I have to find some disadvantages, that is, your origin. This kind of fame is a bit redundant for you."

Jia Lian listened thoughtfully to the teacher's teachings. If he cared too much about the gains and losses, it would be unsightly.

In fact, it's not a big deal. It's just that Jia Lian has attracted more people's attention, and it's not a magnifying glass.

Originally, the reputation of being the number one scholar was enough to attract attention, but now, I am not afraid of itching if I have too many lice.

Several veterans in the cabinet have thought it over clearly in advance, and what they value more is His Majesty's opinion.

Looking at the ministers from the emperor's point of view, Zhang Aiqing still loves his disciples so much, Li Aiqing is public-minded, Liang Aiqing has learned the principle of harmony and will not hinder each other in official affairs, Kong Aiqing is worthy of being the chief minister, and is deeply loved by me.

Looking at it this way, Jia Lian couldn't help but sigh. The level he had been involved in before was still too low. Now when he saw the level of the cabinet, the fights between them were all fair and square. A dirty trick? nonexistent!

It's really like that. Even if I target you, I can't let you find any fault. It's all within your rights and responsibilities.

Revenge must be retaliated. After Jia Lian calmed down, he found that he could not retaliate against Li Qing. He approached the teacher with a smile, licked his face and said, "Teacher, is there any money that can or cannot be approved recently?"

Zhang Ting'en didn't find it funny, but asked seriously: "From the Ministry of Rites?"

Jia Lian nodded simply: "Of course, others didn't mess with me."

Zhang Tingen touched his chin and thought carefully: "Yes, the Ministry of Rites recently had a sum of money for the purchase of rice paper. In previous years, it was approved directly, but later it was delayed for two months." What does the teacher do? Doesn’t this show up?

Zhang Ting'en of other yamen may not be able to do anything about it. Isn't it just a matter of taking care of the etiquette department? This Qingshui Yamen relies on financial allocations to survive. As long as this amount of money is delayed, those Hanlin Academy members who specialize in flattering the emperor will cause trouble. It’s not news that the Ministry of Accounts has no money. We are facing financial difficulties. Let's all understand and let's get through this together.

What? The ten thousand taels of silver from the Ministry of Industry will be directly allocated in full? I didn't hear what you said.

"It's not enough. It's only a few dollars. The salary is paid monthly, right? Let's temporarily change it and pay it quarterly."

Zhang Ting'en's teeth ached when he heard this. This student was more ruthless than he thought. Do you think that fewer teachers are impeached by the censor? Want to give teachers more strength?

After thinking about it carefully, Zhang Ting'en agreed: "It's not impossible. You still can't be too gentle as a person. Some people like to become famous by impeaching others as officials. As a teacher, I also know that life is difficult for officials in the capital, and the Ministry of Household Affairs does have a Ministry of Household Affairs. The difficulty is that the salary owed for the previous three months was originally scheduled to be paid in June, but it will be postponed for another three months. "

Jia Lian clapped his hands happily: "Good, very good, the teacher is very thoughtful. I am not targeting the Rites family, but everyone. I have long been unhappy with those officials who use chicken feathers as arrows all day long. Hey, that's it. We can only suffer for those officials from the capital whose families are really in trouble."

Zhang Ting'en glanced at the student with contempt: "It's not easy to live in the capital, but which Jinshi family can't open the pot? At most, eat a few meals of meat and drink less wine."

Jia Lian stayed for dinner. Wu Anzhong's sad eyes said that he didn't see it. He ate and drank enough and went back satisfied.

Zhang Ting'en naturally had to do things without leakage, so he went to see his Majesty on duty the next day.

Emperor Chenghui knew this minister well and wouldn't deliberately approach him when he knew nothing was wrong. There was always something wrong.

After the monarch and his ministers met, Zhang Ting'en explained the matter very directly: "Your Majesty, the Liangjiang summer tax has not arrived yet, and there is not much money in the household department. It is about to pay out the salary. I am wondering whether I should postpone it for a while and wait for the Liangjiang summer tax. Will you make it up when you get there?”

When mentioning Liangjiang, Emperor Chenghui naturally pointed to a box on the table: "Please take a look at Sun Aiqing's memorial."

Zhang Tingen opened the box without any politeness, took out the secret music and read it.

The local gentry did not cooperate at all with the summer tax in Liangjiang, and neither did the local officials. Not only was the tax arrears unpaid, but this year's summer taxes were also delayed. Sun Huazhen requested an order to temporarily change the garrison in Jiangnan and Jiangbei provinces for a period of one year.

Zhang Ting'en read it silently, put it down silently, pondered for a moment and said: "Prime Minister Sun is too difficult."

Emperor Chenghui admired Zhang Ting'en's character. He was very considerate of his colleagues as long as it was for official business.

"Humph, isn't it difficult for me? Isn't it difficult for Zhang Aiqing? But the bureaucrats and gentry in Liangjiang have no understanding of the difficulties I have with the court. I think it's not enough to change the garrison in the south and north of the Yangtze River. Yunyang is quelling the chaos, and I plan to transfer troops to Liangjiang. The troops will be stationed in Huguang, and two battalions from the Beijing camp will be sent south to Jinling. I will also issue an order to reprimand the two governors in the south and north of the Yangtze River. If they can't understand my difficulties, then don't be the governors. "

Emperor Chenghui spoke angrily, and Zhang Tingen immediately admonished him: "Your Majesty, you must not rebuke him. Prime Minister Sun has his own decision on the matter between the two rivers. Don't damage Prime Minister Sun's prestige."

Emperor Chenghui was slightly startled after hearing this, and then understood Zhang Tingen's thoughts. He smiled bitterly and shook his head: "You! Are you afraid of hurting my judgment of people? Well, I accept this advice. I will mobilize the troops. Don’t rebuke.”

Zhang Ting'en immediately breathed a sigh of relief. Sun Huazhen was the governor of Liangjiang. If he had to rely on the emperor's rebuke to suppress the two governors, it's hard to say what Sun Huazhen was thinking. Emperor Chenghui must have a reputation of being ignorant. After all, he was the governor. They can only complain, but relying on the emperor to solve the problem, doesn't it mean that the emperor is blind?
(End of this chapter)