The selection of the National Court Pavilions and Pavilions is all handsome in the world, but they must be tried before they can be ordered. Once they have passed this position, they become famous. The superior ones are called Jixian Hall, History Pavilion, Zhilongtu Pavilion, Zhizhao Wen Pavilion, History Pavilion, and Jixian Court Secret Pavilion; the next one is called Jixian Secret Pavilion. The low-ranking officials are called Guan Pavilion proofreading and History Pavilion reviewing, which are all called Guan Pavilion proofreading. If the official is missing, they must be taken from this. Without the classical revisions, there are no direct edicts, and those who are directly assigned to the official position will be appointed by the official, and both Chinese and foreigners are called scholars. - "Rongzhai Sui's Essays" by Hong Mai of the Song Dynasty.

Because the Supreme Emperor Zhao Gou was still in Deshou Palace with Qian Weishan, the second son of Qian Bi of the Qian family in Lin'an, Ye Qing and Wang Lun had the opportunity to take a walk in the palace, and Ye Qing also had the opportunity to tentatively ask Wang Lun about the position of civil servant.

However, it has to be said that Wang Lun was really interested in Ye Qing's care. After scolding Ye Qing, the two of them watched the lake near Feilai Peak while strolling.

"Are you short of money recently? Or what's wrong? Why did you suddenly want to serve as a civil servant?" Wang Lun stopped under the shade of the tree, and the sun was still quite sunny at noon.

"Yes, it's tight. The Supreme Emperor gave such a big house and there was also a maid. The servant wanted to give me silver. My salary was not enough." Ye Qing didn't even be stunned for a moment, and directly went downstairs and complained to Wang Lun's words.

"This is true. Such a large mansion is a gift and a pressure. Although the Supreme Emperor gave you all the deeds and other things, the whole world is the king's land. If you can't repair it in time and make it dilapidated, if the Supreme Emperor comes one day and wants to visit your mansion, wouldn't it be heartbroken and furious?" Wang Lun stroked his smooth chin and murmured.

"Then please help me find a way, or tell me who cares about this matter, I will ask the Imperial City Department to find out if this guy has any handle that I can hold on to, and use this as a threat..." Ye Qing said excitedly as if he was injected with chicken blood.

"Nonsense!" Wang Lun almost got angry. Why didn't this guy think about the right way? Why was his mind full of crooked ways?

He glared at Ye Qing, who wanted to get himself a title of Grand Secretary through evil ways, but when he looked at Ye Qing's expression, he seemed to have not listened to it, so he had to warn: "We can tell you that the Imperial City Department is the Supreme Emperor, and it is not that you, Ye Qing, can do whatever you want under the banner of the royal family and make a living. If you do this, one day when the incident happens, you will have to peel off your skin even if you don't die..."

"I'm just talking. What can I do that? If I really want to do that, I won't say it out loud, and I will secretly find ways." Ye Qing looked at Wang Lun's worried look and had to say seriously.

"It's not embarrassing to be trapped by money, but it's not impossible..." Wang Lun began to think about it again, but just said halfway through his words. Looking at Ye Qing's excited look, he hurriedly poured cold water and said, "What we are talking about is not a bachelor's degree in the Pavilion. Even if it's a proofreading, you can't even think about reviewing."

"Don't the official positions in the museum have a lot of salaries? Apart from these, there is nothing else..."

"Don't cry in front of our family. The Imperial City is almost your possession. Don't you know this in your heart? Once you get on the position of the Imperial City, will you still like the salary? Don't think that our family doesn't know what you are thinking. If we don't say it, it doesn't mean we don't know what you think." Wang Lun's eyes shot straight towards Ye Qing, but in the end, he didn't tell Ye Qing's little thoughts.

Looking at Ye Qing who was speechless, Wang Lun continued: "You can consider the sacred official, but a few days ago, you beat the Japanese monks' guards to the point of being a sacred monk. It is obviously not possible to supervise the temple. Besides, Lingyin Temple, etc., you do not have the qualifications to give you a sacred official. By the way, what do you think of the Taoist temple?"

Wang Lun talked to himself under the shade of the tree, but Ye Qing was confused. What is the official of the temple? Can it save his life?

"This... the noble man." Ye Qing showed a embarrassed expression and said with difficulty: "What kind of official is the official of the temple you just mentioned? Are you rich?"

The contempt that Ye Qing had already been very familiar to him appeared on Wang Lun's face again, and he hummed again, and then said, "Who do you think you can do it if you want to?"

"How difficult is that?" Ye Qing didn't sound like a formal official position, which is far from his goal.

"Since Zhenzong appointed the envoy of Zhaoying Palace in Yuqing, Wang Dan as the envoy. Later, Dan retired due to illness, so he ordered the envoy of Zhaoying Palace in Yuqing, and gave him half a salary to the prime minister. From then on, he served as a high-ranking official and was allowed to be a minister of the Taiwan Affairs Office. He was not a third-rank or above, and could not reach the level."

"So awesome?"

"Haha, that's just that, even though he is above the fifth rank, after resigning from his post, the court would choose some officials to give them the ancestral salary in order to give them preferential treatment. In this way, the number of people is naturally higher. But don't think you will be sure to win this way. That's when Zhu Xi was dismissed from the official position, he submitted memorials to ask for the ancestral salary every day, but until now, the court has not given him a ancestral salary in a free money and no work." Wang Lun and Ye Qing stood under the shade of the tree, looking at Qian Weishan, who had just come down from the Qian family carriage at the entrance of Hening Gate, and walked out under the leadership of the eunuch.

Looking at Qian Weishan on Wanshou Bridge in Little West Lake, Ye Qing was a little envious: "If I could..."

"Don't even think about it. If you want to do this ancestral official, our family can think of a solution for you. With this, although you can't protect you, it's like you don't have any skills to suppress your body. You can't say that there will be unexpected benefits one day." Wang Lun glanced at Ye Qing and said with deep meaning.

"I understand, thank you for being a noble man in this way." Ye Qing's heart was shocked. Wang Lun was obviously pointing out something. Or was Zhao Gou or the current emperor already thought about how to deal with Zhao Shixiong?

Just as Yu Yunwen said, officials like Zhao Shixiong who work part-time civil and military officials will not be beheaded unless they really rebel. They will only let him stay in temples, temples, and wait for a change of gender and be placed under house arrest until they die of old age.

After watching Qian Weishan on Wanshou Bridge completely walk out, Wang Lun then took Ye Qing to Wanshou Bridge, cross the small West Lake under his feet, and then walked towards Deshou Palace.

"Remember, our family will talk to what the Supreme Emperor said in a while, so there is no need to hide your thoughts." Wang Lun lowered his head and bowed his waist, led Ye Qing forward, and whispered.

Ye Qing followed behind him, nodded, and replied and knew.

The windows of Deshou Palace were wide open, and the sun shone into the palace, making the entire palace less solemn and more open and relaxed. Zhao Gou drank the tea that the palace maid had placed at his hand, glanced at Ye Qing who was standing below, put down the teacup in his hand, and said lightly: "Tell me about the things in the north, and say everything without saying a word."

Although Ye Qing lowered his head, he could still see that the court robes of Zhao Xun and others who had sent him back were neatly placed there, just like the seven people he had looked, wandering in front of Ye Qing's eyes.

Ye Qing lowered his head, and from beginning to end, he told Zhao Gou that he had written to Zhao Gou from the beginning, and other things related to Yangzhou.

Zhao Gou was obviously not very interested in the Yangzhou affairs, or because of the current emperor's disposal, he was not very concerned about the affairs of Yangzhou, but just confirmed to Ye Qing in some details.

Zhao Gou asked carefully about age, appearance, etc., including the conversations of Zhao Xun and others.

Regarding the conversation between the seven people, Ye Qing just said that they were too seriously injured at that time and could not speak too carefully, so he told me one by one.

As for why they could not bring back the bodies of those people, Ye Qing naturally was not familiar with the people in the north. In addition, when it was almost dark, a large number of Jin people rushed here. More than a dozen of them were afraid of being discovered by the Jin people, and then they made things difficult for the court, so they had no choice but to give up.

They hid in the dark and observed the Jin Man for one night. The Jin Man did not take away any corpses, but burned them clean with a torch.

"Are you sure you didn't take a body away?" Zhao Gou felt relieved. In fact, it didn't matter whether he took it away or not, even if he was alive, it didn't matter. Anyway, in his opinion, as long as they were not alone in the Huaihe River, their life or death would have nothing to do with the royal family of the Song Dynasty.

"I will be sure that no one has been taken out." Ye Qing lowered his head, said very seriously and firmly.

Even he himself was about to believe that what he said was true now, and everything that happened in Zhongmiao Town was like an unreal dream. It seemed that he had never seen Dong Chao or Sang Kun's, and he didn't know him.

The atmosphere in the palace gradually became less gloomy. As the sunlight outside changed, when one of Ye Qing's feet was already covered by the sun and shadow at the same time, Zhao Goucai said lightly: "Give him a seat."

As the palace maid brought a small stool, Ye Qing sat upright on the bench like a child who had just started school, listening to Zhao Gou and Wang Lun's questions and answers.

"Are you so short of money?" Zhao Gou asked with a smile, looking at Ye Qing sitting upright.

Ye Qing hurriedly stood up and said firmly: "If you say the Supreme Emperor, Mo Jiang is very short of money. The house is too big. Mo Jiang's salary is not enough."

"Haha, after they have made me a contribution, they will ask me for an official position and beg me to promote him. You have made great contributions to me. If you don't ask for an promotion, you are really different from others. No, do you think that the Imperial City is already in your pocket? You are so sure that I will hand over the Imperial City to you to take care of?"

"I dare not, I have never thought so." Ye Qing hurriedly stood up again and said respectfully to Zhao Gou.

But the expressions on Wang Lun and Zhao Gou on the side were a bit incredible. The etiquette that the Song Dynasty should have and the etiquette that did not exist were all strange on Ye Qing's body, but it appeared unpleasantly.

Especially when he said that, he hurriedly stood up, and then asked him to sit down, and when asked again, he stood up again. There were also the respect that sometimes appeared, even Zhao Gou and Wang Lun felt that Zhao Gou felt strange, but he also felt that such etiquette, dialogue between the king and the minister, could be regarded as a relationship between the king and the minister.

Ye Qing stood there stupidly. The court etiquette he knew that he had learned unconsciously from costume dramas on TV seemed extremely abrupt and strange in the eyes of others.
Chapter completed!