The next day was the day of selection. Zhao Shouzheng and his disciples rushed to the Yamen of the Ministry of Civil Affairs early to wait for the appointment.
The person responsible for the selection of new scholars is the Literary Selection Department, which is known as the best department in the world.
Because officials below the fourth rank are recommended by the Wenxuan Department, and then hold a ministry meetingthat is, the Minister of Personnel and the two ministers, as well as the four doctors from the Wenxuan Department, discuss and decide on the candidates.
Generally speaking, the list drawn up by the Department of Literature and Selection will be adopted nine times out of ten.
Especially among the 1400 to 500 magistrates of counties and prefectures across the country the ministers and ministers may not even know where they are, and almost all of them are manipulated by the doctor of the literary selection department.
In the first one or two decades of their career, the new scholars could basically not escape the clutches of the Little Heavenly Official. Naturally, no one dared to neglect them and came early to wait outside the Department of Literature and Selection.
????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????? together off more than 400 new scholars waited until almost noon before the closed door of the Literature Selection Department opened.
"The number one scholar, please come in first." A supervisor stood at the door and called.
Zhao Shouzheng, who was having a lively chat with the same year, quickly straightened his No. 1 Scholar robe, thanked the chief executive for his hard work, and then followed him into the courtyard.
Then officials came out one after another and called the new scholars in order to accept the selection.
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But he said that Mr. Zhao followed the principal into the courtyard.
??????????????????????????????????: There are seven main rooms in the north of the courtyard, three wing rooms on the east and west sides, and a row of reverse rooms that serve as storage rooms for composition.
Each room has a wooden sign with gold characters on a black background. There is a doctor¡¯s room one and a doctor¡¯s room two, under which there are eight departments: the seeking department, the opening department, the monks and Taoist department, the omitting department, the returning department, the giving department, the giving department, the missing department and the unofficial department. .
The chief led Zhao Shouzheng into the doctor's room in the middle.
The doctor¡¯s room was a suite. The master ordered Zhao Shouzheng to wait outside, then went in to report, and the official Xiaotian inside invited him in.
Zhao Shouzheng hurriedly adjusted his official robe, took a deep breath and went in to meet the famous literary and anthology doctor Lu Guangzu.
This Duke was a Jinshi in the 26th year of Jiajing reign. He had been transferred to various departments of the Ministry of Personnel for more than ten years. He had been serving as the middle position of the Wenxuan Division for seven years.
He is the doctor who has served the longest time since the founding of the People's Republic of China.
Originally, three years ago, the imperial court was planning to promote him to the position of Right Minister of the Ministry of Civil Affairs, and the court proposals had already been approved.
But Lu Guangzu defied all opinions and was promoted from the local level to the head of the household department named Hai Rui.
Hai Rui made big news as soon as he entered Beijing.
Then, he continued to stay in the position of "Little Heavenly Official" and has been unable to move to this day.
This veteran doctor is already in his mid-forties, with a slim build, a serious expression, and two deep decree lines on his face, which makes him look like a person who has been in power for a long time.
"Junior, I pay my respects to Quan Cao." Zhao Shouzheng did not dare to neglect and quickly bowed deeply.
"No need to be polite, No. 1 Scholar, please take a seat." As Lu Guangzu spoke, he habitually looked at Zhao Shouzheng, sighed inwardly, and then said step by step:
"According to regulations, the number one scholar in a new subject is assigned to the Sixth Rank Hanlin Academy for compilation, and you are no exception."
"Yes." Zhao Shou sat upright and nodded in agreement.
"This is your confession." Lu Guangzu handed the letter of appointment he had drafted earlier to Mr. Zhao.
Zhao Shou hurriedly took it with both hands, glanced at the red official seal on it, put it in his sleeves, and asked, "May I ask, when will this junior report to the courtyard?"
"You don't have to go now." Lu Guangzu said quietly.
"Uh" Zhao Shouzheng was stunned and looked at Lu Guangzu in confusion.
"Let's go to the Metropolitan Procuratorate first." Lu Guangzu avoided Zhao Shouzheng's gaze and said, "You may be in a little trouble."
"Ah?" Mr. Zhao had a big mouth and couldn't help but secretly panicked, could it be that something happened between me and Ning An?
"I don't know what's going on?"
"I'm not sure." Lu Guangzu said calmly: "It's just that early this morning, I received a letter from the Procuratorate requesting that you not be granted an official position for the time being and that you should go to the Procuratorate to listen."
"This" Mr. Zhao suddenly felt a sweat running down his spine, and he couldn't help but recall the old man's words about 'what should be the sentence for seducing a princess' in his mind.
"But the headquarters has already stamped your official complaint." Seeing his pale face, Lu Guangzu sighed softly: "There is no way to withdraw it. We can only wait until your matter is cleared up."
He did not tell Zhao Shouzheng that if his immediate superior, Wang Shilang, had not spoken, and his eldest brother Zhang Xianggong had also said hello, the officials would not have offended the dissatisfied Du Cha.In the courtyard.
"Thank you Quan Cao for protecting me." Zhao Shouzheng had been serving as a minister for so many years. He had never eaten pork and had seen pigs running away. He knew that the officials were protecting him.
"Don't be too nervous. As long as you are an official, you will be impeached. How else would you call it an officialdom? It's all a matter of time." Mr. Lu stood up, comforted Mr. Zhao, and personally walked him to the door. .
"Hey, okay, I understand." Zhao Shouzheng shook his head and walked out of the Literature and Selection Department.
Watching his back disappear at the door, Lu Guangzu shook his head and sighed: "In the two hundred years of our country, we have never heard of a champion who was impeached on the day he was awarded an official."
The chief officer on the side whispered: "If Quan Cao hadn't withstood the pressure, he wouldn't even have been awarded an official position."
"Lu is not an accomplice." Lu Guangzu whispered, turned around and entered the check-in room.
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But it was said that after Zhao Shouzheng received the official robe of the sixth rank, he walked out of the official gate in a daze.
Fan Datong quickly called to the sedan bearers and brought the sedan over.
After the Duke Zhuangyuan sat firmly in the sedan, Fan Datong opened the sedan curtain and asked flatteringly: "Brother, are you going to the Hanlin Academy?"
"No, the Metropolitan Procuratorate." Zhao Shouzheng rubbed his temples, feeling his head buzzing.
"Master, do you want to go home first?" Fang Wen suddenly appeared out of nowhere and said something suddenly.
"Holy shit!" Fan Datong was startled and looked at this kid as if he was a ghost, wondering where he came from.
"Yes, you should go home first." Zhao Shouzheng was convinced when he heard this.
There is a father and a son at home, and they have to make the decision on such a big matter. I am just thinking nonsense.
"Go back home, I want to change into official uniform." Fang Wen shouted specially, gave a valid reason, and then disappeared.
The bearer quickly carried the sedan out of Dong'anmen and headed towards Chunsong Hutong.
Unexpectedly, we bumped into Zhao Hao's carriage halfway.
"Young Master!" Fang Wen greeted quickly and trotted over.
"Uncle Gao, stop the car quickly." Zhao Shizhen sat on the shaft of the car and hurriedly greeted Gao Wu who was driving.
Before the car stopped, he jumped out of the car and ran towards Fang Wen.
"Master Sun, please quickly invite the young master back to the house. I have something to discuss with him." Fang Wen whispered hurriedly.
"My uncle already knows, and he is here to see my uncle." Zhao Shizhen said in a low voice: "Please ask your uncle to get in the car."
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"Son, please help me, daddy is about to enter the palace"
As soon as Mr. Zhao got on the carriage, he started crying while holding his son in his arms: "Oh, oh, let me tell you that I shouldn't get married to your godmother again, right?"
"Don't be afraid, don't be afraid." Zhao Hao patted his father on the back and comforted him: "It's not what father thought."
"Ah, what is that?" Zhao Shouzheng was stunned.
"It was the earthquake the day before yesterday. It was used to make a fuss, and it was linked to father's palace examination paper." Zhao Hao gritted his teeth and said.
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