Lang Jun is coming

The atmosphere between the two was freezing, when all the officials suddenly stood up and cupped their hands.

The chief executive, Liu Hanqiu, entered the wait-and-see courtyard wearing a crimson round-collar official uniform.He was over fifty and had more gray hair than black.The spirit still looks good, without the slightest decadence.

Standing beside Song Fu, Pei Lian lowered her head and lowered her eyes, only Liu Hanqiu's clothes and soap boots were in her sight.

"It's almost five o'clock, it's important to line up."

Having met each other, Liu Hanqiu looked at the sky outside and reminded.

After hearing the words, all the officials left the waiting room one after another, and were divided into two rows in front of the forbidden gate according to the official positions of civil servants and military officials, from high to low.Looking from a distance, the official uniform changes from front to back are crimson purple, scarlet, and bamboo green.

In the remaining time, they all checked their appearance and official uniforms.I tried my best not to be found out by the Yushitai when I went to the court hall.

Not long after, three drums were heard in the palace city, followed by the servants' shouts.

"At the moment after Maozheng, all the members went to the court—"

The guards lowered the bolt at the same time and slowly opened the forbidden door.The city gate, which was fixed with thick iron bars, rubbed against the door shaft, making a muffled sound.

Headed by Zaizhi Liu Hanqiu and others, all the officials entered the palace city from the Yemen on both sides in order.Passing through the Xuande Gate is the Chui Gong Hall.Everyone looked solemn, held wat boards in their hands, bowed their heads respectfully, climbed up the jade steps, and stepped into the vertical arch hall.

Curtains were set up on both sides of the hall, concealing the real face of the official family.The only thing that can be seen is a red ocher round neck, wearing a swan head, holding an ivory wat board, sitting on a side ivory wooden chair.

His ocher red hem fell on the dark floor so brightly, revealing a pair of black soap boots.Incense was burned in the Boshan stove on the tables on both sides of the wooden chair.At this time, plumes of smoke were blowing.

All the officials saluted, gathered the Zhazi in their hands in the hands of the chief executive Liu Hanqiu and presented them to the officials, and the Chang Dynasty began.

The Jiangnan matter was still undecided from the debate before Chunwei to the release of the list, and now it was brought up again.They still insist on their own opinions, and they don't want to give up such a good job.

At this time in the past, the officials must have been impatient with the noise and stopped.However, today is a bit strange, the officials just looked at the letter presented as if they had never heard of it.

The officials below are still arguing with each other.

"It's just a candidate from Jiangnan, just choose one of the current second-tier and third-tier new division Jinshi."

"Jiangnan is a land of abundance, and each state receives the most tax revenue every year. One side of the relationship is stable, how can it be arbitrary!"

"The newly promoted Jinshi has nothing to do with the court, but it is much more suitable than us."

"Hmph, I have a clean background, and I have to be able to restrain those old foxes in the south of the Yangtze River!"

Seeing that the sky outside was completely bright, the officials swallowed all the papers presented today.He didn't know when the ivory tablet was pinned to the white jade leather belt, so he just folded the last tablet as it was and threw it on top.On the slightly warped cover, the words "Pei Liancheng, Minister of Taichang Temple" were written like a storm.

The slight sound of paper rubbing from the upper seat made the hall instantly calm.Originally, no one could say no to anyone, both of them restrained their expressions and stood up.

"We are all civil servants, we should seek common ground while reserving differences."

The official's voice was steady and powerful. Although the tone was soothing, it was not lacking in majesty.

The two immediately folded their sleeves and lowered their eyes and said "yes".Only then did I remember that during the argument, they refused to give in to each other, and they forgot to control their proportions.

Thinking of this, the two of them were sweating down their backs.

Although the Heng Dynasty had the ancestral precept not to kill civil servants, but if it touched the bad luck of the officials, they would be fined some salary, and might be demoted all the way to the south.

I also heard that the official asked, "I don't understand the letter presented by Mrs. Pei. Please explain it in detail."