The road to Shu is difficult, and it is difficult to reach the blue sky.

Han Xiufeng and the other two rushed to Shimen Shuiyi without stopping. They were already exhausted, and Pan Er even had two bullae on his feet. Fortunately, this place was still under the rule of the Chongqing government, and the letter from his father-in-law was still valid. The post learned that his government office

Chenglong Kuai's son-in-law, who had inherited the army, not only gave him a room, but also bought wine and meat and entertained him warmly, which made a Qianzong from Chongqing Town who arrived almost at the same time envious.

Pan Er also envied Mr. Qian who lived downstairs. He ate wine and looked at the river view outside the window and asked: "Fourth brother, how many products does Mr. Qian have?"

Han Xiufeng put down his chopsticks and said absently: "From the sixth grade."

"Since he is a high-ranking official from the sixth rank, why don't you live in the upper room and let him live downstairs?"

"Didn't I tell you before, no matter the previous dynasty or this dynasty, he is a noble man and a lowly military man. Even if he is from the sixth rank, he is nothing after leaving the camp. It would be good to give him a place to live. If he wants to live in a house

It’s impossible.”

"But he has a Kanhai, and he doesn't have to pay for living in the inn." The more Pan Er thought about it, the more envious he became. He couldn't help but turn around and asked: "Fourth brother, your father-in-law is a military commander, why don't you get a Kanhai from the Ministry of War? If we also have one

Kanhe, I don’t know how much trouble I can save on this journey.”

Datou actually became smarter and said with deep understanding: "Yes, fourth brother, with Duan Jingcheng's letter, we can live and eat for free in Chongqing Mansion. Once Duan Jingcheng's letter comes out of Chongqing Mansion, it will no longer matter."

, when the time comes, we will have to eat our own flowers, and if there is something like what Pan Er said, we won't be able to live and eat all the way to the capital for free!"

"What a wonderful idea!" Han Xiufeng put down his chopsticks and explained: "The Ministry of War will pre-issue some blank surveys to each province every year. Each province can fill them in temporarily when encountering problems. At the end of the year, the numbers issued each year and those that have not been filled will be sorted.

The four-column style was compiled by each provincial government and reported to the Ministry of War, which was compiled and sold. This is often called the Kanhe Fire Pai Book.

However, the Ministry of War will only give advance notice to the provincial generals, governors, governors, admirals, Zhentai, Dutong, Xuezheng, Salt Administration and other yamen. It does not even give advance notice to Sichuan East Road yamen, let alone government yamen. Besides, even if advance notice is given to the prefect,

Yamen, such an important blank official document will not be placed in the hands of my father-in-law. Besides, it will be collected and sold at the end of the year. Who dares to fill it out for his own personal use?"

Pan Er came to his senses and couldn't help but sigh: "This is what is often said about military matters!"

"I just know," Han Xiufeng smiled and continued: "I can't think of anything you can think of. It's not that I don't want to take advantage of it, but that I can't take advantage of it."

"Where's Kuiguan? Fourth brother, have you asked Ambassador Liu to write a letter?"

"I would like to ask him to write it. If I really ask him, he will give me this face, but it's useless. The yamen has yamen rules. He is just the warehouse ambassador of the Taoist Department. Although he is in charge of Kui's customs and banking, he has no control over Kui.

Guan, if we take his letter, the tax collector at Kui Guan will feel that he has stretched his hand too far, and not only will he not be given any face, but he will charge us more tax."

"Fourth brother, you are still thinking carefully and pretend I didn't say anything."

…

While the three of them were chatting, Mr. Qian, who lived downstairs, ran upstairs, knocked on the door and shouted: "Brothers inside, can we meet each other?"

"Here we come." Han Xiufeng stood up and motioned for the boss to open the door.

Mr. Qian walked into the house holding the handle of the knife, looked at Han Xiufeng with a smile and asked, "Brother, what's your surname? Have we met somewhere? Anyway, it looks familiar."

The military attaches were not only cheap but also poor, especially the military attaches in Green Camp.

Although the person who just came in called me "brother" as soon as he opened his mouth, he didn't look very old. His rank from the sixth grade might just be a false title. People like him might not even be qualified to earn blood, let alone free wages.

Eat. How could Han Xiufeng not know that he wanted to eat and drink, so he simply asked him to sit down and asked Pan Er to help pour the wine while smiling: "My surname is Han, my courtesy name is Zhixing, and I am from Ba County. If the eldest brother

I work for the town office, so I must have seen him before, because I have copied official documents for the town office several times."

"I said it looks familiar to me, but I have actually seen it before." The young Mr. Qian picked up the wine and laughed loudly: "Brother Han, I am a rough man and can't speak, but today I really have to imitate you scholars and talk in words. You

He is from Ba County, and he has copied official documents for our town office, and I happen to be serving under the town office again. We are meeting old friends in a foreign land!"

Han Xiufeng secretly laughed at how far we were from Ba County, and it couldn't be considered a foreign country, but he still held up his wine bowl and said with a smile, "Yes, yes, yes, meeting an old friend in a foreign country, brother, I respect you!"

"Who are you? We are brothers by fate. My surname is Du. I am the third eldest child in my family. I should be a few years older than my brother. Just call me third brother."

"Okay, third brother."

"Come on, let's go!"

No matter how cheap the military attaché was, he was still an official. Pan Er did not dare to sit down any longer, and he had almost eaten. He quickly stood up and pulled Da Tou into the corner, watching Han Xiufeng and Mr. Du Qian drinking and chatting.

After a few bowls of wine and a few mouthfuls of meat, Mr. Du Qian asked curiously: "Brother Han, where are you planning to go?"

"Go to the capital to fill the vacancy."

"Filling the vacancy is a big deal. Come on, I'll give you another bowl. I wish you can fill the vacancy as soon as possible."

"Thank you, Third Brother."

When you go out, drinking too much can cause trouble.

Han Xiufeng didn't drink it all in one gulp, he just tasted it briefly and asked curiously: "Third brother, where are you going on business?"

"What a coincidence, I also went to the capital to fill a vacancy, but brother, you are going to the Ministry of Civil Affairs, while I am going to the Ministry of War." Mr. Du Qian put down his wine bowl and said with an embarrassed look: "I'm not afraid of my brother's jokes.

, I failed in the military examination. If it were the Yongzheng Dynasty or the Qianlong Dynasty, even if I failed, I could still choose a Men Qianzong or a Wei Qianzong. But now, it is no better than in the early years, and there is no shortage of candidates like me to choose third-class candidates. Fortunately, there are

My uncle is an official in Chongqing Town, so he can return to his hometown to study and work with the camp. Now that the three-year period has expired, I have collected some money to buy a recommendation from Guanzhentai and send it to the Ministry of War to make a supplement."

Although Wu Juren was not as noble as Ren He, he was still a master of Juren. Pan Er was shocked and immediately stood in awe.

However, Han Xiufeng didn't think that the man in front of him was very noble. He even thought that he, a martial arts examiner, might have spent money to get into the exam, because no matter how you looked at him, he didn't look like a master who could shoot on horseback, shoot on foot, or break stones.

, not to mention leading troops into battle with real swords and spears to kill the enemy.

But then again, people from Sichuan are not born as strong as people from the north. He is taller and stronger among Sichuan people. It is not easy to pass the martial arts exam regardless of whether he spends money to get into the martial arts examination. He is as burly as Datou.

Such men are rare in Sichuan.

"It turns out that third brother is a martial arts scholar, so disrespectful and disrespectful!"

"Brother Han, you are making a joke, brother. The Qing Dynasty was noble in culture and military in military affairs. My martial arts exam is nothing like a hammer in front of your civil servants!"

"Brother, there is no need to belittle oneself. I will tell you the truth. I got this official position with money."

"That's better than me. If nothing else, let's talk about those idiots downstairs. They are so damn stupid and look down on others. When I saw that Brother Han was a civil servant, I immediately cleaned up the house and served him with good wine and food. But brother, I
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