When can I make up for the gaps and what kind of gaps can I make up for? Mr. Fei was worried that Han Xiufeng would not be able to calm down. As soon as he walked out of the guild, he comforted him: "If you want to make up for the gaps, you can't be impatient, and it's useless to be impatient. Since you come, you can rest assured. For the sake of the present, you can only wait."

"Second Master, I know that the lack is not that easy to make up for. Besides, I just arrived in the capital and just submitted a gift. I was not very anxious about when I could make up for it. I just thought it would be a big deal to just sit in the guild hall and wait." Han Xiufeng looked behind him and smiled bitterly: "People are afraid of being idle, and they will feel uneasy when they are idle."

"Who said that I just sat in the guild hall and waited for this?" Fei Erye asked back and said, "The Ministry of Personnel summarized the vacancy of various departments and provinces every month, and the drawing lots once a month, which is called 'monthly selection'. Officials of the Manchu, Mongolian and Han Dynasty Eight Banners draw lots in the early part of the month, and the pen letters draw lots in the middle part of the month, and Han officials draw lots in the late part of the month. In two months, the officials who choose to get rid of shifts and get promoted; in one month, the officials who choose to get the supplementary shifts are not selected in the leap month. In addition, because there are many officials who choose to get rid of shifts and get promoted, the candidates in Beijing are most concerned, so the two months are called 'general elections'."

"Second Master, do you always say that I have to go to the Ministry of Personnel to listen to my belief in the late every month?"

"Of course you have to go, otherwise you won't know if you're selected."

"It's good to go, at least there is hope every month," Han Xiufeng thought for a while, and then asked curiously: "Second Master, what is the class of the class? What does it mean?"

Mr. Fei smiled and said, "The class is the first or newly appointed official position of Manchu and Han officials. There are many ways, such as those who are first given the imperial examination, one of the first one of the Wenjinshi was eliminated; those who are given the examination, the professor of Shuntian Prefecture of Manchus was given the Wenjinshi, and the Wenjuren was given the examination by the Ministry of Rites, and the Ministry of Rites introduced the examination. Those who are given the election were selected and removed, Taichang Temple, Mausoleum, Manchus, Praise the Li Lang, and Honglu Temple, and the Manchus praised the praise. The temple's consulting department sent ministers to jointly select and introduce them; those who are given the tribute students, supervisors, official students, etc., and those who are given the service period after the expiration of the election, recommend the election, and discuss the excuses, etc.."

"Where am I? Which kind of person am I?" Han Xiufeng asked.

"You are donating money, and you are below the Beijing official and the Ministry of Justice, and you are below the outside official path according to the rules."

There are too many official positions and too many rules. Han Xiufeng seems to understand but he is still idle anyway. From now on, he will just listen to the letter when the Ministry of Personnel draws lots in the late every month.

When he returned to the Chongqing Guild Hall, he called Datou and Pan Er, who had just returned from outside, cleaned the main hall and the east wing room, cleaned the four empty "Zhuangsheng Rooms" to prepare for the year-end party banquet and reception of the students who were about to arrive in Beijing.

...

Before Ren He set out from Ba County, he found a fortune teller to calculate his life. He didn't know if the fortune teller and Han Xiufeng used the same version of the calendar. The day he calculated for him was October 12th.

On the 11th, I went to Baoen Temple to burn incense and make a wish. On the 12th, I went to the ancestral hall to worship my ancestors before dawn. After the sacrifice, I took my younger brother Ren Chen to Baishiyi and Laifengyi to meet with the three who had agreed to meet in the same year. I did not walk on the water route or head straight to the capital. Instead, I took the dry road together to visit the provincial capital Chengdu first, and filled in the personal confession (filling in the procedures for proving his identity, age, hometown, etc.), received the ten-two route fees and fire signs, and then took the dry road to cross the Qinling Mountains, and went to the three provinces of Shaanxi, Shanxi and Hebei to Beijing.

It is not entirely a walk to take a dry road. You can hire a car from Chengdu Prefecture to Qinling Mountains. You can hire a car when you cross the Qinling Mountains and enter the Shaanxi territory. You can also hire a car with a fire sign in your hand. You don’t have to spend money to hire a car when you go to the post station. The flag of the "Ministry of Rites" is inserted on the car, as the saying goes, "Bus entering Beijing"!

The car is faster than the boat and the distance is closer, so although Ren He went to the provincial capital first, the time he spent on the road was not as long as Han Xiufeng. After nearly two months of bumpy ride, he finally arrived in Beijing.

I thought that when I arrived at the foot of the emperor, I should have traveled unimpededly as before, but as soon as I arrived at Chongwen Gate, I was stopped by several tax collectors. The "fire card" didn't work, and the flag of the "Ministry of Rites Examination" didn't work. A group of seven people, including the family members, were extorted for forty-five taels of silver before entering the city.

Ren He became more and more angry as he thought about it, and he couldn't help but say, "Brother Junjie, why did you hold me just now? These clerks are so hateful that they dare to extort our money in broad daylight. I don't believe in the unreasonable place. Even if this lawsuit is in front of the imperial court, I'm not afraid!"

This is He Heng's second time in Beijing to take the imperial examination. He is familiar with the capital. He smiled bitterly and advised: "Brother, these clerks are hateful, but there is really no place to reason about this matter. You and I can only admit that you are unlucky."

"Why!"

"Although Chongwenmen's tax customs is the tax customs of the Ministry of Revenue, in fact, from supervision to members, from members to tax collectors, they are all appointed by the Ministry of Internal Affairs, and the tax silver collected belongs to the Ministry of Internal Affairs. In other words, they are collecting taxes for the emperor! Not to mention the likes of us, even if the provincial vassal states and Nietai enters Beijing, they dare to stop the tax collection."

Ren He gritted his teeth and said, "But there are taxable regulations. They not only do not collect taxes according to the regulations, but also make a clever name to blackmail!"

"Yes, it's too lawless!" Another juren also said angrily.

"What can lawlessness do to them? Even the Censor of the Five City Censors cannot control it. You and I can only suffer the loss."

"It's not that the city inspector's censor cannot control it, but he is unwilling to care." Ren He took a deep breath and said coldly: "When the annual list is coming, let's see how I, Ren He, deal with them. I will not be able to read the book of sages for decades in vain!"

"Then we have to wait for the next year," He Heng led everyone to Xuanwu Gate and said with a smile: "The most urgent thing is to go to the guild hall to settle first. I don't know if the people from Qijiang, Dazu and Rongchang have come. If they come too and come in front of us, we have to find a place to live near the Gongyuan."

"Why, don't we have a guild in Chongqing?" Liu Juren from Jiangjin County asked in confusion.

"Our Chongqing Prefecture has a guild hall in the capital, but its scale cannot be compared with those in Jiangsu, Zhejiang and Huguang. It is just a three-yard courtyard, leaving us to live in a total of only six rooms. If we go late, we will naturally not be able to stay there. We can only pay for our own money to rent a house."

"Brother Junjie, why didn't you tell me such a big deal earlier?"

"I thought you knew."

"Let's go, let's go faster, we can't let Qijiang and Dazu rob us of the front."

...

The three juren carried their luggage and asked their families to go quickly. They rushed to the Chongqing Guild Hall before dark.

This is He Heng's second time, and he is willing to go forward and shout for the door.

Datou was busy doing midnight snacks, and Han Xiufeng was working with Qian Junchen in the west wing to write the invitation to the merchant. Pan Er had nothing to do and hurried out and opened the door.

"How many of you are..." Pan Er was stunned for a moment when he saw a familiar face behind the person calling the door.

"Who are you?" He Heng, a juren from the 14 prefectures and counties under Chongqing Prefecture, recognized almost all of them. Seeing that Pan Er was not a juren from Chongqing Prefecture, he didn't look like an official, and asked subconsciously: "Where is Mr. Fei, is Mr. Fei here?"
Chapter completed!