A dark villain came to Jinting Bulaoxiang

Sikong Yan looked at the county magistrate's expression and said, "Don't be surprised! Tell them to come in one by one!"

The county magistrate was confused again after hearing this: "Your Highness, if they come in one by one, how long will it take? I'm afraid that by the time you get the silver, the war in the north will be over!"

"No! Call them in!"

"Yes!"

When the county magistrate walked out, he heard him say loudly: "My fellow officials and wealthy men, His Highness said that the number of seats is limited. Please line up one by one and go in to talk to him."

The wealthy families all wanted to get to the front of the queue, because the number of places was limited! Those who were at the end of the queue would probably have no place left. They had money, but they lacked power! If you were an official and talented, your life would be very smooth.

"I came here first, so I should be first!"

"I was here first, why are you the first?"

"Who said you came first? When I came, there was no one behind me?"

The county magistrate was a little annoyed. These people are really something. They are all here, and if they line up a little bit later, will there be one less hair?

"Fight, fight, fight, you're leaving when your highness is like this! Wait until you come back from the battle!"

Sikong Yan, Si Zha, and Shui Qinglian. The three of them all had pimples on their foreheads when they heard the quarrel outside. Si Zha raised his brows and revealed two small fangs. "You guys sit here while I go out and take a look! Let them in right away." A gust of wind blew past and they disappeared.

Shui Qinglian pointed at the door: "Are you sure he can handle it!"

Sikong Yan, before he could answer, heard me, the little brat's voice roared like a little tiger: "Stop fighting, whoever pays me a silver ingot first will be the first to go in!"

The wealthy officials were all stunned and stopped arguing. They turned around and wondered where this little brat came from. How dare he speak so arrogantly here? Seeing that he was dressed in ordinary clothes, they pointed at him and asked the county magistrate, "Who is he, sir?"

The county magistrate glared at them and said, "He is the Second Prince!" Actually, the county magistrate didn't know whether he was a prince or not, but since he always called Sikong Yan "brother", he thought he was a prince.

When the county magistrate said it was the prince, everyone's eyes bulged. Who dares not to obey the prince? To be the first in line, it all depends on who pays the money the fastest.

The wealthy officials all wanted to be the first, and they quickly took out money from their pockets. Some people moved quickly, and some moved slowly.

Sizhe had already picked up his robe and prepared to put the silver in it.

The county magistrate's eyes almost fell to the ground: Is this possible? He began to doubt his life.

The first rich man who came up with the silver put it in his robe and asked, "Young prince, may I come in?"

Sizhe nodded, and turned his head to the left in the lobby of the county government office: "Go in!"

"Oh, okay, thank you, Your Highness!"

"Call me the Second Young Master!" Why didn't he want to be the son of the tyrant Emperor Yuxuan?

"Yes, yes, second young master!" The first rich man went in happily.

Many rich people didn't have any silver on them, so they cried out, "Hey, housekeeper, go get some silver from the carriage and give it to me!"

The second rich man came over with silver and put it in Xiao Sizhe's robe: "Second Young Master, I'm here too!" Then he happily wanted to rush into the lobby of the yamen.

“Hey, hey, hey!” Sizhe shouted at him, “That rich man, you can’t go in now. Stand here! Wait until the people inside come out, then you can go in!”

"Uh, uh, then I..." The rich man stood there and pointed at himself, meaning, what should I do now?

Sizhe pointed in front of him: "Of course you have to stand here in line. Now you are the first in line. Why don't you stand here quickly!"

"Hey, good!" The rich man's fat body moved over and stood in front of Sizhe. The people behind Sizhe could not see, and only saw a big belly in front of him!

The first official entered the hall and saw two handsome young men, one sitting in the main hall and the other standing behind. He immediately knelt down and bowed!

"I am a commoner, paying my respects to His Royal Highness the Prince!"

"No need to be polite, just stand up! We have to make decisions in a hurry, and we don't have much time, so just speak directly! Who in your family do you want to buy an official position for?"

"I want to buy one for both of my sons. Is that possible?"

"Of course you can! As long as you can afford it! These are all no problem. What rank do you want to buy?"

Of course, the bigger the better: "First-class, I want to buy first-class!"

"There is only one vacancy for this rank. If both of your sons want one, that's impossible!" There is only one first-rank official and one second-rank official.

"Uh, can we have both of them as first-class? And give me a little more silver!"

Sikong Yan didn't want to do this. He was afraid that it would be troublesome if fools were bought in to become officials.

"If you want to be a first-rank official, you must be able to read and write, understand the affairs of the world, and understand the great principles! I wonder what the son of the official is capable of?"

The official said, "Please rest assured, Your Highness. I have two sons, one is eighteen years old, the other fourteen years old! One is good at literature, the other is good at martial arts! In our village, they are known as the two little dragons of literature and martial arts! They are very prestigious! Your Highness, look..."

"Okay, then let's do this! One first-rank and one second-rank! Every county has the same number of places to offer! As the saying goes, everyone gets the same amount of money! Otherwise, people will say I'm being unfair! You've already taken the first and second place, and the ones below can only be third and fourth."

He already had a great advantage. The official immediately bowed and said, "Thank you, Your Highness!"

"Military Advisor, help me register!"

Shui Qinglian sat down at a small table, picked up a pen and said to the official, "Official, please come here to register!"

"Excuse me, sir, your name!"

"Please excuse me, I am Sajinjin!"

"Wow! What a nice name!" Shui Qinglian praised.

“Thank you for the compliment!” Sajinjin bowed.

After writing his name, Shui Qinglian asked again: "What's your son's name? How old is he? What is his specialty?"

"The eldest son, Sadu, is 18 years old, a student, and will soon take the county exam! The second son, Shaman, is 14 years old and is very good with a sword! The brat wants to be a general!"

"Okay, I'll go to Gaojing and take the exam to become the top martial arts scholar!" Shui Qinglian said as she wrote. "Where is your family located?"

"Jiming Village, You'an County!"

"Sa Jinjin, one first-rank official, and one second-rank official, are paying a total of 19,000 taels of silver! You hand the silver over to the county magistrate for signature! This receipt is in duplicate! Each person should put their fingerprints on one copy! You can go back now!"

"Oh! It's that simple!" The man was surprised!

"Yes, it's that simple! Just pay the money and you can leave."

"Then, when will my boy become an official?" He couldn't help but be cautious.

"Of course, when we return triumphantly! When you arrive, Your Highness will naturally take your son to the capital to serve as an official! Stay here and learn your skills well first!"

The official thought about it and realized that the war would only last one or two months at most! How could his son become an official so soon? He was very happy and thanked him immediately: "Thank you, Your Highness. I will wait for your triumphant return soon!"

Sikong Yan nodded: "Well! Go ahead! Tell the next person to come up quickly!"

"Yes!"