Being an official is not easy, these words touched my heart!

Thinking of parting with Qin'er, Han Xiufeng felt sad and said solemnly: "I'm not afraid of Mr. Gu's jokes. Whenever I think of abandoning my family and children, I don't want to go to the capital to surrender, and I don't want to be an official. But.

My uncle borrowed a huge debt during his lifetime. If I don't fill the gap and become an official, how will I repay this debt?"

Mr. Gu had heard about Han Yucai's business of borrowing money to be a "belly master". It was precisely because he had heard about this that he felt that Han Si valued friendship and righteousness. In addition, Han Si was willing to help the porter in Sichuan and was willing to help him run around because of the accident caused by the porter's death.

Although Si was not from the imperial examination, he was worth making friends with. Seeing Han Si being so open-minded, he couldn't help but say, "So be careful along the way. Don't die before your ambitions are fulfilled."

"..."

Han Xiufeng didn't expect him to say such unlucky words, and was stunned for a moment.

Mr. Gu's face straightened up and he emphasized: "Zhixing, I'm not trying to scare you, but I don't know how many people have died on the way to Beijing to take exams or take office."

Han Xiufeng calmed down and said quickly: "What Mr. Gu said is absolutely true. Although Zhixing has never traveled far, he can imagine how difficult it will be along the way."

"I can think of the best, but just thinking is not enough. I will give you four words first. Be sure to keep them in mind."

"Please give me some advice, Master Gu, and you must keep it in mind."

"Listen to me," Mr. Gu shook his fan again and said slowly and unhurriedly as he fanned: "You have to wait for dawn before setting off, and you must be steady when wading and climbing, and don't rush to make the transition by boat.

The water in the ditch is unclean. When you are thirsty, you ask for tea.

I have never checked in early every night, and I have to wait until dawn before setting off... This sentence sounds familiar to me.

Han Xiufeng thought for a while and suddenly realized that this seemed to be a play from the Peking Opera "On the Road". However, he was not an ignorant person. How could he not know that this was both a play and a wise saying, so he quickly stood up and thanked him.

Mr. Gu smiled and continued: "My dear nephew, I just mentioned hometown friendship. In fact, when you are an official abroad, especially in the capital, the most important thing is hometown friendship. The Chongqing Guild Hall is where I, a Chongqing government official in Beijing, come to Beijing to take the exam.

It was financed by the officials from the same town who filled the vacancy, the same candidate officials, and the officials from the Chongqing Prefecture and the counties under the Chongqing Prefecture who were on business in Beijing. So you don’t need to stay in a hotel after arriving in the capital. You can find an honest person to lead the way and go directly to the Chongqing Guild Hall.

, you can stay here for as long as you want with five hundred cash for tea.”

"I always thought that only candidates who are rushing to take the exam can live in the guild hall!"

"Officials who are filling the vacancy can still stay, but things have to be prioritized. If there are so many candidates taking the exam that they can't accommodate them, the officials who are on official business in Beijing will have to move out and make room for the candidates taking the exam and the alternate officials. If they still can't accommodate, the alternates will

The officials are about to move out." Mr. Gu paused and said regretfully: "However, the literary style of our Chongqing Prefecture has not been prosperous in recent years. There are not many filial piety and integrity in so many prefectures and counties, and I will not be able to go to the capital to take the exam.

There are so many rooms in the clubhouse that we can definitely accommodate you, so you don’t have to worry about being kicked out.”

Han Xiufeng was happy and couldn't help but laugh: "I'm not afraid of Mr. Gu's jokes, but I'm worried that I won't have a place to live in the capital."

"Now that I know it, there is no need to worry."

"I'm not worried. I'm just embarrassed that I've been here for too long."

"Didn't I just say that when you are an official abroad, the most important thing is friendship with your hometown. If you don't stay here, the officials and fellow villagers in the capital will be unhappy. I know that you are an upright and open-minded person. If you really feel sorry for yourself, I will repay you in the future when you fill the vacancy and become a Shangguan.

." At this point, Mr. Gu suddenly raised his head and said: "Ah Zhong, I will serve you with pen and ink."

"Oh, okay." The old servant who was in a daze responded and hurriedly went to get pen, ink, paper and inkstone.

"Good nephew, I happen to know the head of the guild hall, and I will help you repair a letter. When you get to the capital, you can go to him directly with my letter, and he will help you arrange the necessary matters such as sealing the seal and submitting a letter to the Ministry of Civil Affairs.

It's safe and sound. It saves you from being unfamiliar with the place, taking the wrong route, and spending the wrong money."

………

Han Xiufeng didn't expect that for fifty taels of silver, he just asked for a few lines of drama and a letter to the president of the Chongqing Guild Hall. Not to mention how unhappy he was, he sent the boss to the paper figurine shop first, and then walked home in a depressed mood.

When I got home, I couldn't eat the midnight snack. Seeing that Yaomei'er had boiled water, I took the hot water back to the room to wash up and rest.

Qin'er thought he had eaten at Mr. Gu's house, and happily helped put away the letter.

As soon as she put the letter away and turned around, Han Xiufeng stared at her wrist and asked, "Qin'er, where did this bracelet come from?"

"Ms. Zhuzi gave it to me as a pair. Maybe she thought it was her first time to meet me and she couldn't do it without a greeting gift, so she gave one to me and the other to Yao Meier. I had nothing to do just now, so I...

I just put it on, isn’t it very expensive?”

"Why does it look so familiar to me?" Han Xiufeng scratched his head and said, dumbfounded, "This bracelet is made of jade. Is it valuable? I can show it to Pan Er tomorrow."

"Okay, I'll ask my second brother to take a look tomorrow. If it's too valuable, give it back to her. If she doesn't want it, give it to Yao Meier. I don't want her family heirloom." Qin'er didn't want to take advantage of this and quickly took off the bracelet.

The more Han Xiufeng thought about it, the more unhappy he became. He smiled bitterly and said, "It's not necessary to return it, but you can't wear it anymore."

Qin'er asked in confusion: "Why?"

"Because these bracelets were taken off the wrists of a dead man fished out of the river by Zhu Zhu's father. Their family has no taboos and dares to ask for and use anything. Our family is different from his family..."

"Things belonging to dead people! How dare Mrs. Zhu give you anything!" Qin'er was startled and hurriedly put the bracelet aside.

"She didn't mean it, she...she was used to it. Maybe it was a good thing in her opinion."

"I don't want good things either, fourth brother, I will send them back to her tomorrow."

"She will be unhappy if we send her back like this. She might think that we look down on her."

"What should I do? Throw it away."

"It's easy to throw away, but it's a pity to throw it away like this." Thinking of the package in the corner, which contained half a kilogram of golden pheasant and an inkstone, Han Xiufeng's eyes lit up: "Well, let Pan Er take a look tomorrow. If

It’s really valuable, so I’ll go find a carpenter to make a box, and I’ll keep it with me as a gift.”

Qin'er chuckled and said: "This is the best. I have to put it away first, but I can't throw it away."

Han Xiufeng washed his feet, blew out the oil lamp and got into bed, hugging his beloved wife's hot body. He thought of what happened in the afternoon again, felt sorry for the fifty taels of silver, and then thought of the few lines of drama given by Master Gu, and murmured

: "Qin'er, I want to discuss something with you?"

"What's the matter?" Qin'er asked, leaning into his arms.
Chapter completed!