The Sage of Confucianism and Taoism

Chapter 1474 The role of reading (10)

"Don't want to be an official anymore?" Fang Yun asked.

"I'm not good at it, and I don't like it, at least not now." Zhang Jing'an slowly raised his head, his dark eyes reflecting Fang Yun ahead.

Fang Yun did not look at Zhang Jing'an, but looked at the heavy snow outside the window with a calm expression.

The cold wind is howling outside, and the fragrance of tea is lingering inside.

"I think you don't have to endure hardships or train your body. It would be good to continue being the pavilion chief. Maybe you have the opportunity to obtain an official status, gain a rank, and be awarded an official, Jinshi or something." Fang Yun said.

"I...I can't stand it anymore." Zhang Jing'an's face was extremely complicated. This kind of complicated expression should not appear on the face of an eleven-year-old child.

"Are you sure you want to give up being a civil servant?" Fang Yun was still looking out the window.

Zhang Jing'an looked at Fang Yun, and suddenly thought of the old man Gao, and suddenly realized that the two people were surprisingly similar. They knew everything, and gave clear reminders, but he still made the wrong choice. Compared with these people, , I am too young. The chief of the pavilion was always in a good position. If someone tried to rob him, he might be killed by those old fritters at any time.

A trace of sadness flashed in Zhang Jing'an's eyes.

"OK!" Zhang Jing'an nodded vigorously, knowing that he had no choice.

"Do you still remember the person who hit you?" Fang Yun asked.

Zhang Jing'an was stunned for a moment, with a look of shame and annoyance on his face, and said: "Of course I remember!" After speaking, he clenched his fists, showing the anger of a normal child.

"Well, just remember. So, do you remember what I told you before?" Fang Yun asked.

Zhang Jing'an sighed softly and said, "Remember, you said that if I fail as a civil servant, you will choose a career for me next."

Fang Yun looked out the window and said slowly: "Just remember. Let's go back to Zhang's house to live. Tomorrow we will change into coarse clothes and go to the Yahang in the south of the city to have a look."

Zhang Jing'an looked troubled and said: "Dental shop? There are all middlemen there, and there are people who specialize in introducing people to make a living, but they are all low-level businesses. I don't want to go."

Fang Yun stood up, glanced at Zhang Jing'an, as if he hadn't heard what he said before, and said, "Go back home."

Zhang Jing'an felt the contempt and coldness in Fang Yun's eyes, and his blood suddenly surged. He instinctively wanted to argue as before, but he stopped talking when he reached his lips.

Zhang Jing'an was stunned and lowered his head silently.

Through these days of experience, Zhang Jingan has learned a lot, including silence.

Zhang Jing'an doesn't like himself or everything about him now.

Early the next morning, Zhang Jing'an got up and washed up normally, and walked to the dining hall, only to find that there was only one fried cake on the table, and he could only eat 70% of it at most.

Zhang Jing'an frowned and sat motionless at the dinner table.

After a while, Fang Yun came in, and then the maid successively brought out four dishes, one soup and a bowl of rice. The difference from before was that all the dishes were placed in front of Fang Yun, while Zhang Jing'an only had the piece of pancake in front of him.

Zhang Jing'an took a look at Fang Yun and found that he was wearing coarse cloth. Apart from his unique temperament, he looked nothing like the Marquis.

Fang Yun picked up the steaming rice and said, "Let's eat. After that, change clothes and go to the dental clinic."

Zhang Jing'an picked up the pancake and ate it silently for a while, then stretched out his chopsticks to pick up the chicken drumsticks on the plate in front of Fang Yun.

Fang Yun suddenly hit Zhang Jing'an's hand with chopsticks, making a snapping sound.

Zhang Jing'an's hand stopped in mid-air and looked at Fang Yun in astonishment.

"From today on, you will have to spend money for food and accommodation in Zhang Mansion. This pancake costs three cents, which will be deducted when you receive your wages. Whatever you want to buy or eat in the future will only cost your wages." Fang Yun said.

"Okay!" Zhang Jing'an lowered his head and chewed the pancake hard, with a cruel look on his face.

After Fang Yun finished the sumptuous breakfast, he ordered the maid to leave. Zhang Jing'an couldn't help but look at the unfinished food.

"You go change your clothes, and we'll go to Yaxing!" Fang Yun said.

"Yes!" Zhang Jing'an turned and left.

Two-quarters of an hour later, the father and son arrived at the famous Yaxing Street in Nancheng.

The Kong Shengwen world is different from the Shengyuan Continent in that the control of talent is extremely strict. Except for the royal palace, which is shrouded in the talent of the holy temple, and the four seasons are spring-like, the rest of the Chu Kingdom is the same as a normal environment.

It had just snowed in Jingzhou City and it was freezing cold. Many people were hiding in their houses, but Yaxing Street was extremely busy.

Zhang Jing'an glanced at the pedestrians passing by, feeling sad in his heart. On such a cold winter day, these people's clothes were obviously very thin, and they were shivering from the cold, but they still came to find a living.

"Perhaps, one day I will be like them..." Zhang Jing'an thought about it, his face suddenly froze, and he realized that he was actually no different from them now!

Zhang Jing'an lowered his head silently, still remembering the despair in the eyes of his mother and Zhang Hua when there were rumors in the capital that he was going to seize the title of Marquis of Pearl River.

Zhang Jing'an shrank down. Even if he was wearing a thick cotton jacket, his exposed skin could not resist the biting cold wind.

Fang Yun randomly found a dental shop that introduced business, and then started looking for a job.

Zhang Jing'an followed Fang Yun closely. The two of them first looked for a long-term business that took care of food, food, and housing, but found that they either failed to meet the conditions, or someone else got there first. There are also some jobs that are good, but they take several years, and you are not allowed to leave, losing your freedom.

As a last resort, the two of them could only find short-term jobs that included food and accommodation. They searched many times, but no one accepted the child. When Ya Lang and Ya Po saw Zhang Jing'an, they would often have two completely different behaviors.

One is very impatient and just waves people away without even saying a word, which makes Zhang Jing'an feel extremely humiliated.

The other is to look at Zhang Jingan with shining eyes and ask Fang Yun how to sell the child, which frightens Zhang Jingan to follow Fang Yun closely, fearing that he will be abducted.

After a whole morning, the two still couldn't find a job.

Near noon, Fang Yun said: "Let's have lunch first, then find a place that doesn't provide food and accommodation, even if you have to do a few more odd jobs."

Zhang Jingan touched his rumbling stomach and nodded.

Fang Yun and Zhang Jingan came to the street stall selling wontons, and Fang Yun ordered two bowls of wontons.

When the first bowl of wontons came up, Fang Yun grabbed it first and ate it quickly.

Zhang Jingan thought to himself that this was not a father, not as good as an outsider.

When the second bowl came up, Zhang Jingan was about to take it, but Fang Yun reached out and grabbed it.

"You didn't make money in the morning, so you can't eat at noon." Fang Yun said while eating the second bowl of wontons.

Zhang Jingan was stunned on the stool, clenched his fists, took a deep breath, and said nothing.

After finishing the second bowl of wonton, Fang Yun stood up and said, "Let's go and continue to look for a job."

The two went to a new dental shop, but still couldn't find a suitable job.

After an hour, Fang Yun suddenly said, "I found a suitable job."

"Ah? What job?" Zhang Jing'an was very happy, thinking that dinner was finally settled.

"Qianjiaotou." Fang Yun said calmly.

Zhang Jing'an was speechless, and didn't understand why the great Marquis of Zhujiang would choose this kind of job.

Qianjiaotou originally referred to people who were responsible for handling garbage and feces, but because farming required fertilizer and feces could be sold for money, some Qianjiaotou gradually became bigger.

In the current Jingzhou City, those who can really be called Qianjiaotou have some family business. Each Qianjiaotou is responsible for the garbage and feces of an area, hiring others to work, and only responsible for making money.

Zhang Jing'an knew that every Qianjiaotou was a local snake. To be a Qianjiaotou was actually to work as a short-term worker to handle garbage and feces.

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