A trip starting from the courtyard

Chapter 197 Donate an official

When Mrs. Wang heard that her son had encountered Japanese pirates and moved her hands, she hurriedly pulled Wang Lidong up from the seat, and asked while checking:
"Ping'er, are you not injured?"

Wang Lidong hurriedly comforted him:
"Mom, don't worry, with the child's current martial arts, how could he be injured by these dwarfs who are not even third-rate."

After the inspection and found that her son was really not injured, Mrs. Wang breathed a sigh of relief.

"My son, don't be careless, although your current martial arts are somewhat better than your father's. There is an old saying that you can't get your shoes wet when you often walk by the river.

When you go out in the future, bring a few more people with you. "

"Ma'am is right, it is good for running errands, or as a helper."

Seeing the expressions of the two of you that if you disagree, we will never give up.

Although he thought it was unnecessary, Wang Lidong still nodded in agreement.

It's just that there are a few more people around him, and it doesn't really affect him.

After seeing her son's agreement, Mrs. Wang finally let go of her worry.

Then he complained again:

"Didn't the notice posted by the Yamen say that the Japanese pirates in the surrounding area were all wiped out by the government army? Why are there so many of them today?"

Lin Zhennan sneered and said, "One out of ten sentences that an official says is true, that's pretty good. Didn't Ping'er just say that at the beginning of the year, the Japanese pirates hadn't even arrived in Rongcheng, and they were working as officials outside the city? Like the prophets, they all ran into the city.

It is obvious that the officials and bandits are in collusion. These bastards are really hateful! "

Wang Lidong was a little puzzled when he saw Lin Zhennan getting angry for no reason.

My cheap dad is not a cynical person, but what is the situation today?
If he didn't understand, he asked, and he immediately looked at his mother.

Seeing the look in her son's eyes, Mrs. Wang explained the reason softly.

It turned out that after the Japanese pirates attacked the city at the beginning of the year, the magistrate's office specially organized a fundraising event.

Said to raise some money to fight Japanese.

As for their Fuwei Escort, they were apportioned a share of 5000 taels.

This money must be donated.

If they don't donate, their Escort will never have a stable life in the future.

Wang Lidong immediately understood.

Father Lin Zhennan must have already guessed that the money donated by his family must have gone into the pockets of these dog officials.

"It would be great if the uncle's family was still in Rongcheng. In previous years, when we encountered this kind of thing, we would only pay a hundred and eighty taels at most."

"It's a good thing it's Gao Sheng, otherwise you'll be humming."

The uncle that Lin Zhennan and his wife mentioned was originally the garrison of Rongcheng.

Their great-grandfather Lin Yuantu had two sons, Lin Bofen and Lin Zhongxiong.

Lin Zhongxiong inherited the Fuwei Escort, while Lin Bofen entered the officialdom and became a general.

In Lin Zhennan's generation, Lin Bofen's son, Lin Zhenkun, managed to defend Rongcheng ten years ago.

And three years ago, Lin Zhenkun made a lot of military exploits, plus money to clear the way, so he was promoted to the capital.

Wang Lidong felt that this was a good time, so he said:

"Father, my son wants to donate a prison student."

Lin Zhennan thought he had heard wrong.

The greatest use of supervisors is the imperial examination, but my son has only been in a private school for two years, and he can read all the words, but that's all.

"Ping'er, this supervisor is of no use to you, and you don't take the imperial examination."

Wang Lidong explained:

"My boy wants to donate a prison student first, and then donate an official."

Lin Zhennan couldn't help but smile and said:

"Ping'er, the donated officials are all empty posts, just to make it sound better.

I said that it was not the Eastern Han Dynasty, and I didn't spend money to buy officials.In the past, some people persuaded my father to donate a general, but the asking price was too expensive and not worth it.

And those people in the yamen don't recognize it, otherwise your father will definitely donate a general to do it. "

In fact, the main reason why Wang Lidong wanted to become an official was that he didn't want to take over the Fuwei Escort.

Ever since his martial arts surpassed that of Lin Zhennan, his cheap father would keep mentioning the succession in his ears from time to time.

I still want to take him out for darts.

But Wang Lidong didn't have any interest in it at all, it was too hard to walk the darts, and he was comfortable at home, isn't it nice?

The road conditions in later generations are so good, but if you drive on the high speed for several hours, you will be very tired.

What's more, it was the Ming Dynasty, and the roads in the city were not bad.

On the roads outside the city, when it rains, the feet are covered with mud.

A trip of darts takes ten and a half months for the short distance.

If the route is far away, at least two or three months.

During this period, food, drink and housing were very simple.

What's more, Wang Lidong didn't like the business of the Escort Bureau either.

It's a job of licking blood with a knife head, and what you earn is hard money.

Today, when he heard Zhao Ligong, a scholar, talk about the situation on their island, Wang Lidong had some ideas.

In normal times, someone like him who has never taken the imperial examination must have no chance to become an official.

But now maybe, this thing can really be done.

Then the business of the Escort Bureau will never fall on his own head.

Wang Lidong told Lin Zhennan about the situation on Beitai Island.

After Lin Zhennan listened, he began to think about the feasibility of this matter.

Although he has never been an official, he knows many officials. He used to have an uncle who served as a guard, so he still has a good understanding of the officialdom.

The more I thought about it, the more I felt that there was something wrong with it.

It may be very expensive, but their Escort has never been short of money.

I thought that if my son could really sit in the official position that was really needed, it would be of great benefit to their family.

Regardless of the current prosperity of the Fuwei Escort, there are branches in ten provinces, and friends on the road are also very respectful.

But they were all smashed out with vain silver.

But if the son can become an official, then he can save a lot of management in this area in the future.

The most important thing is that there will be much less trouble here in the Yamen.

"If that's the case, it's really possible to buy this really short official. In the past two days, I'll go to the magistrate's yamen to get acquainted, and first to find out what's going on."

"Trouble Daddy."

Mrs. Wang asked curiously:

"Ping'er, how did you think of becoming an official?"

Of course Wang Lidong couldn't tell his true thoughts, so he found a random reason.

"After the uncle's family went to the capital, our security agency has a lot of apportionments.

The boy thought, if he becomes an official, he can save a lot of money in the future.

And Dad is only in his 40s now, at least he can still be in charge of the Escort Bureau for decades.

Children can't go hunting every day, let's pass the time. "

After listening to the old father Lin Zhennan, he immediately stroked his beard and laughed loudly:
"My son has really grown up. Since you have the heart, Ping'er, no matter how much money you spend, you will help you get an official position."

The Abbot's Meditation Room of South Shaolin Temple in Fujian Province
A short and fat monk who looked to be in his 40s came to the door and said to the little novice at the door: "Guotu has something to ask, Master Abbot."

The little novice went in to report, then turned around and came out, clasped his hands together and said, "Abbot, please."

Entering the room, the short and fat monk bowed to the old monk with white eyebrows sitting on the futon and said:
"Guodu pays homage to Master Abbot."

The white-browed old monk nodded and said:
"What's the matter?"

"There is news from Songshan that Yu Guanzhu of the Qingcheng faction is going to attack the Fuwei Escort, and the target should be the 'Evil Resisting Sword Manual'."

The hand of the white-browed old monk who was fiddling with the rosary suddenly paused.

How many years have passed, and I have heard these four words again.

"Amitabha, a mere sword manual will add a lot of murder."

Seeing that Master Abbot had finished speaking, he kept silent, and Monk Guodu asked for instructions:

"Uncle, do you need to inform Fuwei Escort Bureau, after all?"

But after waiting for a long time, Master Abbot did not speak.

Monk Guodu understood what the abbot meant.

This Fuwei Escort has not come here to burn incense for more than ten years. The Buddha crosses people, and they all have to see if they are destined.

(End of this chapter)