Great Husband of the Northern Song Dynasty

Zongzheng Temple.

Sunny swayed in, but Jia Jun in the room was crying.

"... Look at the good things you did and asked you to deliver some rice grains, but you dragged on, and the family almost starved to death in the house. If so, you will never die!"

Zhao Zongye freely released poison gas while screaming, feeling soothed.

He is naturally not good at home and farts in front of his family. He can only produce and sell himself in the study.

Outside, everyone knows his power, so when he sees him, he disperses, at least keeping a safe distance.

In this way, he turned out to be like a plague spreader. Wherever he went quietly, it worked better than a net street tiger.

Only this Jia Jun, he even ushered in.

Zhao Zongye hasn't encountered such a mallet for several years, and he scolded for half an hour.

Jia Juncai will be transferred to Bianliang. He doesn't know the famous name of Zhao Zongye, so he wanted to have a relationship at first, so he smiled. Then the smell kept pouring in.

At first he maintained the etiquette, feeling it was a coincidence.

But when he later found out that the smell was endless, he knew that it was wrong.

He held his breath and tried to get through this, but Zhao Zongye refused to leave and kept searching for nothing.

As a result, as soon as he let go of his breath, he was suddenly weeping.

When Zhao Zong saw him crying, he said with relief: "It seems that you already know the wrong, so go and send rice grains."

He left contentedly, and Jia Jun rushed out quickly, breathing hard.

The sun is so bright, but you have to continue to work.

He went to find the cart first, but the driver was a bit uncooperative, and finally he said that he was giving ten pennies, and he barely agreed.

Along the way to the warehouse to transport food, the driver did not join hands, the little officials ignored them, and Jia Jun could only do it himself.

He sweated the grain into the car and followed him to a clan family along the way.

"Send in."

This family has looked at things differently, not to mention the tattered family, but it is better than ordinary people.

A family of five people, looking at that kind of ... it's called daze, it seems like the daze that can't find a future.

Since the reform of the clan, this group has been changing. Some people are struggling and want to be able to feed their wives and children out of this welfare system.

This family seems to be the type of passive waiting. The family is doing nothing, and even refuses to carry the food.

"Ouch!"

After all, Jia Jun is an official, and doing physical work is not a strong point. Finally, he was caught in the waist.

He leaned back slowly to Zongzheng Temple, the people inside were indifferent to it.

This is the main book of Zongzheng Temple?

This is clearly coolie!

After going under the government, he dragged his tired feet home.

"The official is back?"

Qian greeted him happily, "Can officials work hard today?"

"Fortunately." Jia Jun gritted his teeth to endure the pain in his waist.

"Guanguan, is Shangguan okay?" Shangguan is a stick in the eyes of the girl.

"Fortunately." Jia Jun forgot the cold face of Shangguan.

Zongzheng Temple is a cold palace, and the people in it have no sympathy at all.

Qian's rejoicing: "Then I have to thank my uncle!"

Jia Jun was originally a local Zhizhou, and it was considered to be free, but after a long time, it was inevitable to think of going forward. It happened that his uncle said that he could run for this purpose, so he gave hundreds of consistent funding for activities, thinking that his uncle could do a good job for himself.

Later, my uncle wrote a letter saying that things were done, just waiting for him to enter Beijing.

Well, entering Beijing is a great thing. He went back to Bianliang all the way, and his uncle vowed that he would soon be there.

Then go to Zongzheng Temple.

Uncle said that Zongzheng Temple was a good place, and he was encouraged by the fact that someone was promoted after being appreciated by the elders.

But as soon as today passed, he knew he had been cheated.

"Don't rush to eat, some go to seek uncle to thank you."

Jia Jun hurried to find his uncle, but his door was locked.

"Going to be an official outside, this man had no skill at first, so he became a little official, and somehow he was suddenly appreciated."

Jia Jun just felt cold all over.

His uncle was originally an official in Bianliang, but he was just a little official, and it was just a mess of life.

According to his calculations, this is how uncle will be in his life.

But he suddenly went out, which must have found his thigh.

Who wants to make him thighs?

Jia Jun returned home and pretended to be casual.

Men have been grievanced and beaten outside, and will endure when they return home.

Because they feel that they are the head of the family and the girder of the family. If the beam is broken, the wife and child will be uneasy.

The next day he went to Zongzheng Temple as usual.

"That fool ... Zongzheng Temple's main book was originally not granted to anyone, just a clerk."

The official position of Song Dynasty is very complicated. The so-called Jilu is to pay you salary ... that is, the title of the file. Yes, you can use Ji Lu as a professional title.

"It used to be a real job, but here is Zongzheng Temple, which is full of elders of the clan or the kings of the various counties. Whoever makes this main book is a breather. After running several main books in a row, no one dared to come . "

"How good was Jia Jun's official work in the place? He had to come to Zongzheng Temple. Last time someone said that if someone came to make this master book, he would give that person a benefit, but he didn't know that Jia Jun was here. Who took it? benefit."

Here is the outside of a duty room, where two little officials are talking.

Jia Jun only felt that his heart was being burned by flames, and there was more and more qi.

This is clearly sold by my uncle!

Uncle took a few hundred of his one side and sold him to Zhao Zongshi on the other side, just like selling pigs, and then went to the place proudly to become an official.

Someone is a pig!

In the following days, many things of Zongzheng Temple were sent to Jia Jun. Most of the officials and miscellaneous officials did it, but all the rest was his.

But in three days, Jia Jun got angry, and a few screams grew on the corner of his mouth.

"Officials, are you okay?" Qian felt his condition was wrong.

"For Fuxin to arrive at Zongzheng Temple, it is natural to be more diligent and to be a good look!"

Jia Jun comforted his wife with a smile, and went to Yamen as usual the next day.

His Shangguan was called Zhao Zhonglin, and he was regarded as a clan, but he was a little partial. He walked into the room and frowned, "Smelly!"

Jia Jun sucked his nose and didn't feel anything stinking.

Zhao Zhonglin said with a straight face: "Do you know the family classification of the dynasty?"

Jia Jun nodded, "Xiaguan knows that Taizu, Taizong, and King Qin are three veins."

Taizu is Zhao Kuangyin, Taizong is the ancestor of the dynasty, Zhao Kuangyi, and King Qin is Zhao Kuangyin's fourth son. He went early at the age of 23, and the cause of death ... is unknown. Later generations also made him a king of eight wise men, holding an ancestral gold mace, hitting the unconscious king on the top, and playing the tyrant on the bottom ... just like Bao Qingtian's rumors, what a dog head and a dragon head.

But Zhao Defang went at the age of 23!

After Zhao Kuangyi ascended the throne, Zhao Kuangyin's son was either forced to death or died of illness. What kind of gold mace did Zhao Defang dare to play? It's too late to hide from the house. Finally, he went away at a young age.

Perhaps it was because he died in bed, and this method of death was relatively peaceful, so Zhao Defang's vein was treated favorably, and it is regarded as one of the three veins of the current clan.

Zhao Zhonglin coughed, "The clan is prosperous, and there are often old, sick, and dead. Last year, it has not been checked. You took over this matter and did it well."

"Is this matter ... Is it going to be an official?"

This is a matter of membership!

How did you get the main book here?

Zhao Zhonglin frowned: "Zongzheng Temple is short of manpower."

This is not right.

Jia Jun wondered: "Yesterday, Xiaguan also saw his colleagues in the membership case basking in the sun!"

The group of people are doing nothing but basking in the sun, but you throw their things to someone, is this wrong?

No, this is a proper bullying!

"Let you do it, what's the point? Want to be lazy?" Zhao Zhonglin put on the appearance of Shangguan, coldly said: "Shangguan's instructions follow, and give you five days. If you can't verify, wait for disposal."

Jia Jun understood.

He remembered Zhao Zhonglin's abuse of the official in the membership case yesterday. The official's hippy smile clearly showed that he hadn't done the paperwork well. Then, relying on Zhao Zhonglin, he wanted to confuse the past.

But Zhao Zhonglin threw this thing backhand, this is to let him carry it!

If he was a newcomer, he would naturally not be able to detect such traps. But he has been a local official for many years, and Zhizhou, the governing party, has also done this. Where can these methods hide him?

"Xiaguan ..." Jia Jun knew that he was afraid that he would lose his head, but he was not reconciled!

"Xiaguan cannot do it."

He has only this way.

If he accepts weakly, he will be cleaned up if he does not succeed after five days, and there is no future in the future.

Only by refusing and rejecting this matter that is not within our own responsibilities, can we have a ray of vitality.

And this vitality is to see Zhao Zhonglin's thoughts. If he has a fierce mind, he can find an excuse to clean up Jia Jun.

"Hehe!" Zhao Zhonglin chuckled, "Well, this thing is a confused, should not let you do it."

Ruined!

If Zhao Zhonglin keeps scolding, then wear more shoes at the back.

But he and Yan Yue seized clearly that he was ready to fight hard.

Jia Jun was restless and said, "Xiaguan is just ..."

"It has nothing to do with you." Zhao Zhonglin smiled and walked away.

The next day, Jia Jun came and was called by Zhao Zhonglin.

"I heard you were doing nothing in the room, dozing, and drinking!"

"Nothing like this!" Jia Jun couldn't believe it: "Xiaguan went to Zongzheng Temple every day, either finishing documents or sending rice grains, and was not idle for a moment.

"Some say yes!" Zhao Zhonglin suddenly laughed, "Yes!"

The pot is here!

"malfeasance!"

"outrageous!"

"Go home and wait for the relocation!"

The resettlement of the errant officials can only go down, not up, otherwise the officials will be encouraged to make mistakes.

Jia Jun muddled back home, unable to get up after falling on the bed.

That night he started to have a fever, talking nonsense.

"Someone is not lazy!"

"You are hurting someone!"

"..."

Qian's panic, while asking Langzhong to see a doctor, pondering things.

The next morning she went to Zongzheng Temple for Jia Jun's leave, but she was laughed at.

"Haven't Jia Jun been hurried back, what's the fake?"

Qian Shiqiang came back home with a smile ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ Jia Jun just woke up and the couple was relatively speechless.

Finally, Jia Jun said the reason.

"Zhao Zhonglin regarded Weifu as a shield, and naturally refused, so he was slandered by him ..."

Jia Jun was in a hurry, but he was helpless.

"I'm afraid it's going to be troublesome, you are going to clean up." Jia Jun said with a bitter smile: "We are afraid to go down to the place again, but this time we will probably go to a remote place as an official is you."

Qian's slowly stood up, "No need to panic, officials, concubines to figure out a way."

...

Thank you for the bookkeeper ‘TAT Chicken Flavor’. Ask for monthly tickets.

Goodnight everybody.

Please remember the first domain name of this book :. 4Fiction website mobile version reading URL: