Being an official, from ancient times until now, had always been the most popular profession. Because of the fierce competition, people who were too unpopular, had too little experience, had a terrible reputation, and lacked talent would not be considered.
However, things like talent and character were definitely not the most important criteria. One's life experience, background, backing, and connections were the deciding factors.
However, the newly appointed Heavenly Officer Yang Fan was not in charge of a single vacancy, but a group of vacancies. This matter attracted too much attention. Under such circumstances, very few people dared to play any tricks. Even if they wanted to take care of a certain faction, they would not be too unscrupulous.
In this kind of situation, the most likely way was to give the faction he wanted to take care of a few more positions, but the degree could not exceed the limits of the other factions. The other factions could also gain something. While they would not be full, it was not as if they had nothing to eat. This way, people would not turn against each other and only compete in the shadows.
But Yang Fan was not like this. In the resumes of the people he had personally looked at, there was only a small portion of people from noble families and cold clans. Wu Sansi and Li Zhaode's factions were the majority.
These people were originally from the cold clans, noble families, or official families, but they all had the most obvious political label: Wu Sansi or Li Zhaode.
After Young Master Jiang lost the position of Master of the Xian Sect, his power had greatly weakened. He could not keep track of Yang Fan's movements at any time. He had spent great effort to obtain a list of the officials that Yang Fan had looked at. Looking at this list, Young Master Jiang was puzzled.
He had thought that most of the names on the list would be from aristocratic families. Perhaps there wouldn't be many officials who had a close relationship with aristocratic families, or those who were born in aristocratic families, but those who were secretly supported by aristocratic families or had inextricable connections with aristocratic families would definitely make up the majority.
The Imperial Court might not know the backgrounds of these people, but he knew most of them. Yet this list was clearly beneficial to Wu Sansi and Li Zhaode's factions. Just from this list, Yang Fan was clearly Li Zhaode's or Wu Sansi's people.
All the aristocratic families had pushed Yang Fan to the top and given him so much power. Was it just so that he could serve Wu Sansi and Li Zhaode, who was born in an aristocratic family but later broke away from the aristocratic families and formed his own faction?
Young Master Jiang held a list of names in his hands and looked at it over and over again. Every time he saw a name, he would combine it with the information he had on hand to analyze that person's background. He looked at the list for more than two hours and still hadn't put it down.
Yuan Tingyun had been standing behind him. The slender bamboo outside the window would occasionally sway in the autumn wind, but he remained motionless. But after more than two hours, he couldn't hold back anymore. Yuan Tingyun coughed lightly and tried to make his voice as soft as possible. "Young Master, is there something fishy about this?"
"Something's wrong! Something is fishy! "
In the past, Young Master Jiang had never spoken in such a tone. Now that he had stepped down from his pedestal, he seemed to be much more easygoing than before. It was rare for him to be humorous for once.
Young Master Jiang pointed at the list in his hands and said in a low voice, "Yang Fan must be planning something. Before we figure out his goal, we can't act rashly. This is our last chance, we must be cautious! Right now, we just need to wait and see and stop with silence! "
After Young Master Jiang said 'stop with silence', the room really quieted down. Young Master Jiang didn't speak anymore and Yuan Tingyun didn't ask anymore. Young Master Jiang held the list and continued to study it, trying to find some clues. But the silence only lasted for a moment before it was broken by a baby's crying.
The baby's crying was loud and powerful. Accompanying the crying was a middle-aged woman's coaxing voice. "Oh, oh, good baby, don't cry. Aunty will play ball with you. Look! Gululu, gululu, isn't the ball rolling fast? "
The baby's crying stopped, but the wooden ball hit the wall and made a 'dong dong' sound again. Young Master Jiang threw the list on the table in annoyance and shouted, "Tell her to take the baby away!"
In the Yang family's mansion, little Yang Nianzu was lying in the cradle with his big black eyes wide open. He was trying to snatch the red ball from Aunt A Nu's hands. When the baby in the scholar's mansion was crying, his little mouth suddenly flattened and he also burst into tears.
Xiao Man was playing with a child's clothes that had just been planted. When she heard the crying, she quickly turned her head. Ah Nu quickly raised her hands and said innocently, "It's not my fault, I didn't bully him!" As she said that, she let go of her hands and the red ball quickly slipped into her sleeve.
"Give me the ball!"
Xiao Man fiercely rushed up to help her baby son grab the ball. She took out the red ball from Ah Nu's sleeve and said angrily, "Do you still have some dignity? You only know how to bully my son all day long!"
Xiao Man bent down and stuffed the ball into her little baby's hand. She said softly, "Baby, be good. It's Aunt A Nu's fault. I ignored her. The ball is my baby's. Here, hold it. "
The little guy held the red ball with his two chubby little hands, but it only lasted for a moment before the ball slipped to the side. The little guy tried hard to shake his pair of chubby little arms. His two little fat legs also scurried like a frog. As long as he touched the ball, he would laugh loudly.
Ah Nu bitterly wrinkled her nose at him and said angrily, "You little brat, I have to hold you all day long. You're so stingy! You even complained to your mother. I won't talk to you anymore! "
The little brat pulled the ball to his chest and foolishly smiled at her …
…
In the Heavenly Official Yamen, in the office of the examiner, Yang Fan carefully flipped through the files in his hands. From time to time, he would pick up a pen and carefully copy down a name on the paper beside him. After a preliminary review of the relevant personnel's resumes, he was doing a preliminary screening.
He was seriously counting when a servant suddenly walked into the office and bowed to him, saying, "Yang Langzhong, there is a Dragon Guard Brigade Commander surnamed Ma. He said he is your friend and would like to see you!"
"Oh?" When Yang Fan looked up from the file, his eyes were still a little dazed, but he immediately sobered up and said happily, "Maqiao?"
He put the half-copied name list into one of the resumes and strode out to greet him.
As soon as the door of the office closed, Li Zhenghu, who was bending over the desk, stood up. He did not even have time to put down the brush in his hand. He rushed to the door and leaned against the crack to eavesdrop on the sound outside.
He heard Yang Fan's laughter coming from outside the door, "Brother Qiao, did you find an excuse to sneak out of the army again?"
Another man's voice said, "Can you, Yang Langzhong, do you think you can fulfill your duty? Tomorrow is the Tianshu Inauguration Ceremony. I have been transferred back to the capital to carry out military affairs! I will see you after the military affairs are finished. "
Yang Fan let out an "ah" and said, "Tomorrow is the Tianshu Inauguration Ceremony? I am so busy that I am dizzy! Haha, you came at the right time. The yamen is about to end. Let's go together. You and I are getting busier and busier. It is rare for us to get together, so we should have a few drinks. "
As the two people talked and laughed further and further away, Li Lingshi was overjoyed. He quickly rushed to the back of Yang Fan's office and opened the file. When he saw the name on it, he quickly grabbed a piece of white paper and quickly copied it down.
…
In Ji Province, Liu Sili sat in the study room and laughed for a while. Then he jumped up as if he had just woken up from a dream and shouted, "Wanyou, quick, quick, quick, bring me some casual clothes. I want to change. Get someone to prepare a carriage. I want to pay a visit to Old Immortal Zhang!"
He had just received an edict from the imperial court to be promoted to Ji Province's Provincial Governor.
This absolutely impossible good luck actually fell on his head.
The imperial court's letter of appointment had been issued. That Daoist Zhang's prophecy had come true.
In his heart, Daoist Zhang's divination was accurate and his physiognomy was a little fake. The various legends about Daoist Zhang that had been circulating in Ji Province had a little possibility of being fake. But now, all of it had disappeared with this edict from the imperial court.
This Daoist Zhang was a real miracle in the world!
If it was fake, this slovenly Daoist would never let the imperial court and the Emperor fake it with him no matter what!
Provincial Governor Lin Xiwen was originally as lively as a dragon and a tiger, but he actually fell ill overnight. The imperial court actually issued an edict for him to be promoted to Provincial Governor of Ji Province. He had really met a living immortal!
Liu Sili was still dressed the same as last time. The manservant in the study room, Wanyou, was still disguised as a junior in his family. The old and the young left the residence in a hurry and went to Xuanmiao Temple where Daoist Zhang was staying.
"Xuanmiao Temple, it's mysterious and mysterious, it's wonderful!"
Liu Sili looked at the tattered horizontal board on the lintel of the Daoist temple. He clapped his hands and sighed. He secretly made up his mind to reconstruct the golden body of the Three Pure Daoists and renovate the Daoist temple. After making the Great Vow, he couldn't wait to enter the Daoist temple.
When Liu Sili entered the Daoist temple, Daoist Zhang had already finished his daily three divinations. There was no one waiting at the door. This Daoist temple usually didn't have many incense offerings. It was originally quiet and secluded. Daoist Zhang's residence was also quite secluded. At this time, there was no one there.
Liu Sili arrived at the door. He tidied his clothes and gave a look to the manservant. The manservant hurried forward and called out, "Is Old Deity Zhang in? My master wants to see you!"
Liu Sili hurriedly pulled the manservant away and glared at him. He then turned to the slightly closed door and greeted with a smile, "Disciple Liu Sili requests to see Old Deity Zhang!"
"Hehe, it's Benefactor Liu. Please come in!"
An elegant voice came from the room. Liu Sili hurriedly agreed and brought the manservant into the Daoist's residence.
The Daoist was sitting cross-legged on a praying mat. When Liu Sili entered the room, he hurried forward and knelt in front of him. He kowtowed and said, "Disciple is ignorant. I have eyes but cannot see. I didn't know Old Deity Zhang's face. I have offended you last time. Please forgive me!"
When the Daoist saw him kowtow, he couldn't help but reveal a surprised expression. He hurriedly got up and helped him up. He said, "Benefactor Liu, please get up. I've only glimpsed the secrets of heaven. I don't deserve a bow from a noble. Benefactor Liu, please don't make such a big bow again. It will shorten my life."
Liu Sili said repeatedly, "You deserve it! You deserve it! Old Deity Zhang's cultivation is profound. You're an extraordinary person. How can you not deserve a bow from me! "
The Daoist Zhang shook his head and said, "You don't deserve it! Benefactor Liu, you're the descendant of the Wenchang Star. In the future, you'll be the Supreme Grand Preceptor. You'll be below one person and above millions of people. I'm just a rogue cultivator. How can I deserve a bow from you? "
"Ah!"
Liu Sili had just stood up. When he heard this, his knees went soft. He knelt down again …
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