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The night in the forest was quiet. Only the crackling sound of firewood could be heard.
The entire army had already fallen asleep.
Zhang Jingan's eyelashes fluttered as he opened his eyes.
"You're awake? Let's talk outside. "After Fang Yun finished speaking, he got up and walked out of the tent.
Zhang Jingan frowned and got up to walk out.
Fang Yun sat in front of a bonfire while Zhang Jingan sat opposite him.
On both sides of the raging bonfire, the father and son looked at each other through the firewood.
"I heard what you said before you fainted," Fang Yundao said.
Zhang Jingan's expression became very ugly. He gritted his teeth and said, "So what? I've long suspected that you must have deliberately harmed me. You deliberately lured me into the military camp, deliberately made me suffer, deliberately forced me to leave, and then forced me to enter the academy! "
Fang Yun acted as if he did not hear him. He continued, "You chose to be a general. You failed, and I became a team leader in just ten days. However, since you said that you don't want to be a general or a soldier, I don't object. Then, other than being a general, what else do you want to be? I have to make arrangements for you before I head to the Pearl River Army camp. "
Zhang Jingan chuckled and said, "I want you to give me a large sum of gold to eat and wait for death!"
Fang Yun smiled slightly and looked at Zhang Jingan like a predatory beast.
"You know very well that the Zhang family doesn't raise trash!"
Zhang Jingan snorted coldly and was speechless. It was not that the Zhang family had never produced a hedonistic son, but they were either crippled by the Marquis of Zhujiang or removed from the Zhang family. The most tragic ones were directly brought to the battlefield to fight with the demons and barbarians and finally killed.
"Since I can't be a general, then I want to be a civil official!" Zhang Jingan said seriously.
"We'll rest tonight and return to the city tomorrow," Fang Yundao said.
Zhang Jingan sneered, "You won't make me suffer and then force me to give up like this time, will you?"
"You're underestimating me," Fang Yun said as he stood up. He took a few steps and said, "If you can't become a civil official, you'll be able to become a civil official. In the future, I'll choose a profession for you! "
Zhang Jingan looked at Fang Yun's back. Compared to a few days ago, his gaze was less immature. There was an additional kind of hard strength.
The next day, Fang Yun led Zhang Jingan back to Jingzhou City. They stayed at the Marquis of Zhujiang's mansion for a while before heading directly to the Jingzhou government office.
The entrance of the yamen was very quiet in the early morning. The yamen runners at the door stood there lazily.
Fang Yun got off the carriage and said to the guard, "Go in and report that the Marquis of Zhujiang and Zhang Longxiang is here to see Magistrate Qiao. If Magistrate Qiao doesn't see me, I'll smash the door of the Jingzhou government office!"
"Please wait a moment, Master Hou." The guard left helplessly.
Not long after, the guard came out. He said, "The magistrate invites Master Hou to wait in the side room. The magistrate has important matters to attend to and will see you in a quarter of an hour. "
Fang Yun smiled. He knew that Magistrate Qiao was deliberately giving him the cold shoulder. However, since they would meet in the end, this was a kind of compromise. Even if people spread that he was meeting a rebel, he would have an excuse.
"Let's go," Fang Yun glanced at Zhang Jingan and entered the side room of the yamen to drink tea. He closed his eyes and rested.
Zhang Jingan couldn't sit still and looked around.
After half an hour, a voice sounded outside the door.
"I'm sorry, I'm sorry! I'm busy with government affairs and can't leave. Marquis of Zhujiang, please don't blame me. "A square-faced Han Lin walked in with a smile.
Fang Yun didn't even get up. He sat lazily on the chair and said, "Brother Qiao, you and I were literary friends in the past. Now that I've been released from prison, you won't even enter my house. It seems like you've forgotten our friendship. "
Magistrate Qiao's expression didn't change. He smiled and said, "Longxiang, you're a sensible person, and so am I. There are some things that I don't need to say. It's not that I don't want to enter the Marquis of Zhujiang's house, but I can't. "
Fang Yundao said, "I won't talk nonsense with you. I'm here to ask you for a small favor. My good-for-nothing son wants to be a high-ranking official. Please arrange a position for him. "
Magistrate Qiao didn't immediately reply. He seemed to be listening to something. Then, he looked at Zhang Jingan and nodded with a smile. "Your son's forehead is full and his eyes are full of spirit. He's definitely smart and quick-witted. Unfortunately, only a scholar can take up an official's position. If I remember correctly, your son is still a beginner? "
Zhang Jingan's face flashed with embarrassment and anger. He looked at Fang Yun unhappily.
"I have no choice. You know that I've been imprisoned for ten years and will be sent to the Pearl River Army soon. Before I leave, I want to follow my son's aspirations and pave a path for him. He doesn't want to take part in the imperial examinations, but he wants to be an official. That's why I'm here to beg you. "Fang Yundao said.
Magistrate Qiao smiled and said, "He can become an official without a scholarly title. Moreover, he can reach a high position. It's enough to make hundreds of officials fear him."
"Really?" Zhang Jingan asked curiously.
Magistrate Qiao nodded and said, "Yes."
"Can I be one?" Zhang Jingan asked.
"Yes!" Magistrate Qiao replied.
"Good, then I'll be the official you mentioned!" Zhang Jingan was happy. He thought that his bitter days had finally come to an end.
"Good, then please set a date. I'll contact the palace and have you removed!" Magistrate Qiao smiled and looked at Zhang Jingan's crotch.
Zhang Jingan felt a cold wind blow past his lower body and instinctively reached out to cover it.
"This young master doesn't want to be a eunuch!" Zhang Jingan said in exasperation.
Magistrate Qiao said helplessly, "Then there's no other way. Of course, if you can't be an official, you can be an official. You can also be a village head or even a village head. In the eyes of the commoners, these are all small officials. "
Zhang Jingan pondered. An official was someone who worked in the yamen. Although it was called an official, it was actually very difficult. Everyone knew that. A village head could manage a hundred households. A village head could manage ten li, which was equivalent to a thousand households. Their power was not small.
Zhang Jingan sneaked a glance at Fang Yun and saw that he was actually smiling. He snorted and said, "I'll be the village head! I don't believe that I can't do it well. "
Magistrate Qiao smiled and looked at Fang Yun and said, "Marquis, please write a recommendation. Without your recommendation, I wouldn't dare to let your son be the village head."
"Are you sure you want to be the village head? Jingzhou is rich and has a large population. On average, there are no less than ten people in a household. That means that you have to manage at least ten thousand people. "Fang Yun said.
Zhang Jingan said, "I know that you want me to fail and use this to prove that I can't do anything without studying. But I want to be the village head. I want you to go for wool and come home shorn!"
"Good. Then I'll also be the village head. I'll be next to you. Magistrate Qiao, please appoint the two of us. "Fang Yun said with a smile.
Magistrate Qiao's eyes flashed with a hint of helplessness. He then held his official seal and sent a letter to the King Of Chu. At the same time, he chatted with Fang Yun and his son to stall for time.
Not long after, Magistrate Qiao smiled and helped the two of them with the appointment documents.
When it was close to noon, the father and son walked out of the county office, each holding a document.
Fang Yun looked at the document in his hand. He was now the village head of Jiangjin Street. Jiangjin Street's main street and the nearby streets had close to two thousand households under his management.
Fang Yun looked at Zhang Jingan. He was in charge of Wude Street, which was parallel to Jiangjin Street.
These two streets were the bustling streets of Jing Zhou City. There were shops and residences. Good and bad people mixed together and were extremely complicated.
Each street had a permanent population of more than twenty thousand and a floating population of at least ten thousand.
"From today onwards, I'm Village Head Zhang!" Zhang Jingan said proudly. As a new official, he seemed to have completely forgotten his painful experience in the army.
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