Han Xiufeng wrote a letter and asked Yu Youfu to send it to Tongzhi Yamen on the north bank of Yongding River.

When Wang Qianli was excited when he saw the letter, he hurriedly asked his family to call Zhang Qingyu, asking Zhang Qingyu to quickly summon his subordinates, pack his luggage, and waited for the official documents of the Ministry of Personnel to take his wife, children, and young people to Nanyuan together as soon as the official documents of the Ministry of Personnel arrived.

Although Nanyuan is not in the Sijiu City, it is close to the capital. Zhang Qingyu was as happy as a servant in Nanyuan. However, after explaining to the people below, he rushed to the North Bank Hall and chased Wang Qianli, who was asking his family to pack his luggage. "Mr. Wang, you are the fifth-rank Tongzhi Master. The head of Nanyuan is the sixth-rank chief, just like the head of various departments and courts. If you don't do it, you will do the sixth-rank chief. Isn't this a loss?"

Wang Qianli thought it would be a big deal for him to return, but he didn't expect that he would ask this, and couldn't help but smile: "I am the fifth-rank Tongzhi on the north bank of the Yongding River, but the north bank Tongzhi has been dismissed long ago. Now I'm just a temporary stay. When the new Tongzhi arrives, I have to move the house for others. What's more, what is the fifth-rank top belt? The third-rank top belt doctor in Beijing has many officials."

"As you say that, it's not a loss?"

"The chief of Nanyuan is not only the official in Beijing, but also the official in the Ministry of Internal Affairs. According to the rules, I am generally promoted by the Eight Banners and Posts or the Ministry of Internal Affairs. I, a Tongzhi, can be appointed as the chief of Shangnanyuan. How can I calculate the money? How can I lose?" Wang Qianli asked back and added: "You don't know how difficult it is to return to Beijing to find a lack of a lack of a foreign official. You must know that the governors of each province and the inspectors who return to Beijing can only use the fourth-rank Jingtang or even the fifth-rank Jingtang!"

"Want to be demoted to be reused when returning to Beijing?" Zhang Qingyu asked subconsciously.

"It's not that we need to be demoted and reused, but that there are too many officials in Beijing and there are only a few missing, so we can't make up for it at all."

"What about me?"

"The Fourth Master said in the letter that when you arrive in Nanyuan, you don't have to work with me. He will ask the monk king to let you practice with the Eight Banners Horse Team and the Chahar Horse Team. The monk king is different from other princes and ministers. Not only is he appoints people based on their merits, but he is even eager to seek talent. As long as you can get the eyes of the monk king, the monk king will naturally support you."

Speaking of this, Wang Qianli's face turned aside: "The reason why the Fourth Master recommended me as the head of Nanyuan is for me and for you! After all, I, the North Bank Tongzhi, don't know how many days I can do. If I lose my official position, the new Tongzhi will definitely not care about you like me. Then, let alone not be able to receive food and wages, I'm afraid that even those beach areas will not be able to plant them."

"But we still have no food and salary when we go to Nanyuan!"

"That is why the Fourth Master recommended me to be the head of Nanyuan, and asked the emperor to ask you to follow me to work in Nanyuan. As long as you transfer to the place, you will always have a meal. As long as you are good, as long as you make the monk feel that you are useful, the next thing will be easy. Then you can follow the monk to eat delicious food and drink spicy food, and I can also do this boss wholeheartedly."

The biggest official Zhang Qingyu had ever met was Han Xiufeng. After hearing Wang Qianli say this, he couldn't help but murmur: "Be a job with the prince, listen to the prince's order..."

"So this is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity."

"I understand, I'll go and explain it to those brats."

"Go quickly and explain it to them!"

...

At the same time, Han Xiufeng was at the Monk's Mansion and Senggelinqin to report that Zhang Qingyu and other Heying soldiers were about to come to Nanyuan to work as a servant.

"Because they were successively transferred, including Dushi, Qianzheng, Chief of the General Officer, and Foreign Commissioner, there were only 37 people left in the Heba. Including the twenty regiments whom Xiufeng accompanied when he returned to Beijing from Hubei, there are now 57 people in the entire Heba. Some of the original thirty-seven people had blocked Changmao in Yangzhou, and some had worked in front of Jinghai formation. The twenty regiments who came from Hubei with Xiufeng not only helped suppress the bandits in Guizhou, but also helped suppress Changmao under Wuchang City."

"Brother, are you planning to entrust them to me?" Senggelinqin asked with a smile.

"The prince misunderstood that they had to serve the court if they ate the food from the court. They were not private soldiers raised by Xiufeng, so there was no question of entrusting them. And Xiufeng asked the emperor for the transfer of them to Nanyuan, and the emperor also approved it."

"As the saying goes, the emperor is not short of hungry soldiers, and people of fifty are not considered anything, but they are all green camps!"

"The prince doesn't know that although they are green camps, their weapons are even better than those of the Beijing camp. The "Houyi Hall" sections have bought dozens of fire guns one after another in recent years. They are prone to rust when placed in Curry, so they simply sent them all to the He camp. Now almost everyone has one."

With more than fifty foreign guns, you can definitely build a team of foreign guns!

Senggelinqin immediately became interested and put down the teacup and said, "Since this is what the emperor has approved, then when they arrive in Nanyuan, let them practice with the horse team first..."

"Thank you, Prince."

"I'm also doing the job for the emperor, so there is no need to be too polite."

...

Leaving the Monk's Mansion, he took a carriage and headed straight to the Chongqing Guild Hall.

The more Xu Jiu thought about it, the less he felt, and he couldn't help asking: "Fourth Master, aren't you worried that the monk king only has guns and no one is not allowed?"

Han Xiufeng lifted the curtain and looked at him with a smile and said, "The Monk King is righteous. Even if he only has a gun and doesn't want anyone, he will help Zhang Qingyu and the others find an errand and make a real flaw."

"But then we will lose the gun."

"What do you want a gun? Is Zhang Qingyu and his team's future important or is it important? Besides, if the gun is gone, we can buy it as long as there is money. Use fifty guns to change the future of Zhang Qingyu and his team, and this is not a loss."

"Fourth Master, being able to work with you is really a blessing they have cultivated in eight lifetimes." Feng Xiaobian couldn't help but interrupt.

"They have been with me to kill thieves, so they naturally have to take care of them if they have the chance." Han Xiufeng smiled and continued, "I remembered something when I say he is caring for them. Xiaobian, in this blink of an eye, you have been in the bookstore for three years. Although you have become an official, you can only drive a car and run errands in Beijing. You can't wear official uniforms even if you have any official uniforms, and you can't even let your family know if you want to change your errands and become a serious official."

"I think about it, I dreamed of it, but I was young and could only drive the car and play with whips."

"It is also a martial arts skill to play whips well. Since you want to be an official, then you will go to Tianjin with me in a few days."

"Really?" Feng Xiaobian felt like he was dreaming. He couldn't help but ask: "Fourth Master, you are not joking, are you not trying to make fun of Xiao, are you?"

"Whoever is joking with you? I will tell you about Master Eun-jun when I go back."

"Tell me to Mr. Eun-jun?"

"Master Enjun will not stay in our 'Houyi Hall' for a few days and will soon be released. The emperor will most likely ask him to go back to Xinjiang or Tibet to be the leader. He cannot be alone, and he cannot use those who are ignorant of his roots after taking office. If you don't bother far away, if you want to glorify your ancestors, you will follow Master Enjun in the future."

"Go so far!"

"The opportunity is rare. If you don't want to, I will let Xiaoshandong and Master Enjun go."

Feng Xiaobian dreamed of being a serious official, how could he miss this once-in-a-lifetime opportunity? He hurriedly said, "Young is willing, you just said that!"

Talk and laugh, time passes quickly, and in a blink of an eye, we arrive at the entrance of the guild hall.

There is a happy event today. Ji Yunfei, an editor of Hanlin Academy, was admitted to the censor. Although he was just a registered supplement, he had to wait for the gaps to become a censor. At the earliest, he had to wait three to five years. But it was not easy to pass the censor, at least he had hope.

The Ao brothers are here, Jiang Haoxuan, Wang Zhirong are here, Wu Fuxiang, the clerk of the official department, Wen Xiang and Ronglu are here, and even Zhuo Wei, the Minister of Rites, came to congratulate him!

The flower hall on the right is chatting and laughing, reciting poems and writing pairs.

Han Xiufeng was a little talented and embarrassed to go forward. He said hello and came to the backyard with Ronglu, whom he hadn't seen for a long time, and sat in the pavilion to reminisce about the old days.

"I originally planned to send invitations to my brother in a few days, but I heard from Brother Bochuan that my brother will go to Tianjin to handle the job next month. I happened to see that I won't send this invitation."

"There is a happy event?"

Ronglu smiled and said, "My sister will be married on the sixth day of next month."

"This is a great joy. Who is the son-in-law?"

"Chongqi."

Manchu people are very casual in naming them, and there are many duplicate names, such as Chonglun.

The name Chongqi is a bit familiar. He was thinking hard about where he heard it. Ronglu smiled proudly and said, "Arut Chongqi, he is the former Grand Secretary Sai Shang."

"Oh, this marriage is well-convened, it's such a good match!"

"It made my brother laugh. Chongqi, Ama, was in trouble, and the Grand Secretary was dismissed long ago. Now he is redeemed for his guilt in Chahar. If it weren't for Chongqi's good character, good appearance, and hard work in school, my mother wouldn't have agreed to this marriage."

"Zhonghua, you can't say that. If you want to be dismissed, there will be many civil and military ministers who have been dismissed. Maybe one day they will be activated by the Emperor. What's more, the lean camel is bigger than a horse. No matter what, Ama has been the chief minister for so many years, and his disciples are all over the world. Anyway, I think it's good to have such a marriage."

"Thank you."

"What's the point of thanking me? I'm telling the truth." Han Xiufeng smiled and continued: "It's just that this time I don't know how to go, but the gift will definitely come."

"What kind of friendship do you and me have to be so polite."

"It should be, it should be." Han Xiufeng patted his arm, thought about it and asked again: "Zhonghua, I remember you have two sisters, who will be married on the sixth day of next month?"

"The eldest sister who is married next month, and the second sister's marriage has been decided long ago. Thinking about it, it is said that the elder brother is like a father. I, the elder brother, did nothing, it was all arranged by my mother."

"Who is the second aunt?" Han Xiufeng asked curiously.

"Kungang, I wonder if I have heard of it."

Han Xiufeng was shocked and couldn't help but look at him with a smile and said, "I have heard more than once that Brother Bochuan said that the descendants of Prince Yu Duoduo are like changing royal families, and they are good at studying and writing well. In the words of Brother Bochuan, they are rare talents in the royal family. Zhonghua, Zhonghua, your mother has a good vision. The two sisters who helped you choose the descendants of the famous family, and they are both good husbands with good talent and good looks!"

"So I am ashamed. If my mother hadn't been worried about it, I wouldn't know when the lifelong affairs of my sister would be delayed." Rong Lu was afraid that Han Xiufeng would think that he was raising a high relationship and didn't want to talk about this topic anymore. Suddenly, he changed his subject: "By the way, I heard Brother Bochuan say that you would recommend Wang Qianli as the head of Nanyuan?"
Chapter completed!