Chapter 842 The Great Talent Left (10200 Fill)

Jiangzhou Fucheng.

Taixue.

Aaron is sipping tea.

Fan Jin, Cao Man and Du Longzi are all there.

Fan Jinzheng's eyes lit up, and he took up a volume to submit a letter: "Prime Minister... We have deep roots, and now there are people with lofty ideals from all over the world who are willing to vote. This article written by 'Wen Zhengming' is the best, and it has something to say, but The talent of life!"

Du Longzi also nodded and stroked his beard: "The old Taoist also looked at that person's face before. He is not comparable to ordinary sparrows. He must have great ambitions!"

"Oh? Since I got the recommendation from you two, it's obviously not bad..."

Aaron took the article, read it carefully, and immediately sneered: "You are proud of your talents, you see what this means, please stop the army and don't compete with the people for profit... Could the underlying meaning be that if I don't do this, I won't work for me No?"

Seeing Aaron sneer, Fan Jin was shocked.

"He is indeed a talent, and even most of the high-ranking people should like him very much... Unfortunately, we still have different ways and do not conspire with each other. Let him go!"

Aaron waved his hand.

"Also...Cao Man, I appointed you as Jiangzhou Fucheng to help with government affairs!"

Aaron pointed at Cao Man again.

"Thank you, Prime Minister!"

Cao Man immediately burst into tears of gratitude.

Although this Fucheng is the deputy of the magistrate, but Liang Wang is only a mansion now, he is said to be the Fucheng, but he is actually the deputy of the prime minister!

It's even normal to become a magistrate directly in the future!

And the magistrate is the fifth rank!

In Dasong, even if Cao Man is not a Tongsheng, but a Jinshi, he will be the seventh-rank county magistrate or eight-rank county magistrate when he is released.

It takes five or six years to be promoted to magistrate.

If one becomes an official, the fifth rank is even the career ceiling.

After hearing this, Fan Jin saluted and left without changing his expression.

The time he took refuge with Cao Man was about the same as Cao Man, and the latter's talent was far inferior to his.

In this promotion, Cao Man is still in charge!

"However, I am a surrender, and Cao Mannai was rescued by the prime minister himself. I have a great kindness..."

'It's a pity, Wen Zhengming is indeed a great talent... Once such a mastermind is handed over to others, it will greatly increase his vitality...Why didn't the prime minister kill him? '

However, since Aaron didn't yell and kill, Fan Jin naturally wouldn't add to the liking.

He left the prime minister's mansion, came to an inn, and entered a small courtyard.

In the yard, Wen Zhengming was splashing ink.

What he painted was a landscape. Fan Jin watched his brush strokes. He only wore a simple long gown, but he was indescribably chic.

At this moment, he just sighed and saluted:

"Brother Wen...the prime minister has read your article, and there are some things I don't like..."

"I know the prime minister's intentions." Wen Zhengming continued to write, and a splash of ink landscapes appeared on the paper: "It's a pity that I can't work with Brother Fan...Brother Fan didn't come with armored soldiers, it is already polite .”

"This is the prime minister's magnanimity..." Fan Jin smiled bitterly, and Wen Zhengming's last stroke suddenly messed up: "This..."

"It's because I'm upset..."

Wen Zhengming was polite, sent Fan Jin away, looked at the other person's back, and dug his fingernails into his flesh: "If you don't send armored soldiers, why do you look down on me so much? Or...ignore?"

Ignoring the most hurtful!

Wen Zhengming, who prides himself on his family background and resourcefulness, cannot stand this grievance!

"My son..."

Beside him, the book boy who was serving looked at his young master worriedly.

"I'm fine... pack up and get ready to leave."

Wen Zhengming suddenly smiled: "Before you leave, you go to the market to spread a nursery rhyme, and remember it--'Add a little to ten thousand, and you will be honored at the end of winter. Across the river, it will appear in gold and stone!'"

"I remember!"

The book boy nodded and left.

...

Ten days later, in the prime minister's mansion.

Holding the document in his hands, Cao Man praised: "The prime minister's policy is very good. Now the government has killed dozens of landlords, harvested 100,000 mu of land, and then turned it into a military settlement. Even if only half of it is obtained, there will be more than 100,000 shi after autumn." There is enough food for soldiers."

He is really not talented enough, so he can only follow along with Xiao Gui.

But that's what Aaron likes.

Only Fan Jin felt something was wrong: "Such a vertical management, without the need to go through layers of exploitation by the middle officials, is indeed beneficial to the center at the beginning... But if things go on like this, the military will encroach on civilian property, and I'm afraid there will be chaos in the future!"

‘Well, this Fan Jin deserves to be the talent that Du Longzi valued as a prime minister. If you can see this, you are better than Cao Man. '

Aaron nodded in satisfaction.

But would he be afraid of the power in the military becoming stronger?

He's just afraid that the army isn't expanding enough!

As for others?

Who cares about the flood after I leave?

At this moment, Du Longzi came in, with a strange expression on his face: "Fellow Taoist, have you ever heard a song? Add a little to ten thousand, and you will be honored at the end of winter. Across the river, it appears in Jinshi? This is now in the whole house Sing!"

"This..." The ballad is so simple that Cao Man can understand it: "Shiqian is a hidden word for ten thousand characters, adding a little to form a square character, and the winter is full of wax, and the word for respect means that the south is the king... ...Does this mean that the prime minister will cross the great river to the east and become king in Jinshi? This statement is embarrassing!"

"Hehe... The literati are weak, killing so many people, I originally thought that the whole government would turn against me... I didn't expect that this is the only ability to spread rumors about me."

Aaron shook his head disapprovingly.

"Fellow Daoist, don't underestimate the harm of these rumors!" Du Longzi said, "King Wu has won many victories in a series of battles. He already has an army of 50,000, and he is said to be 100,000. The next step is either us or Jinshi. Now that the rumor is spread, people Everyone thinks that we have plans for Jinshi, and King Wu will definitely attack me with all his strength! This is a trick of instigation!"

Fan Jin nodded: "The minister seconded the proposal, not only that... This rumor kills two birds with one stone, and I'm afraid there is a sense of alienation!"

But who is the alienation, he will not say.

Anyway, everyone present can guess.

"This matter must be resolved as soon as possible, otherwise a thorn will be planted in King Liang's heart, what will he do in the future?" Du Longzi beat his chest and stamped his feet.

A thorn is planted in the heart of the superior, and from that day on, there will be thousands of difficulties, even misfortunes and fortunes!

"Take root thorn? Then stick it!"

Aaron blinked, very indifferently.

...

Yangzhou Prefecture.

Inside the Wu Palace.

Di You was fascinated by a painting of a lady.

On top of this portrait is the stunning beauty seen in the dream that day.

Every time he looks at this picture, he feels that the flame in his heart is constantly burning and expanding...

During this period of time, he marched and fought, governed the people with great satisfaction, and paid more attention to recruiting talents and taking in local powerful people.

In this way, the hearts of the people will flow back from all rivers, and the power will become stronger day by day.

Suddenly, an eunuch outside said softly: "Your Majesty... there are scholars knocking on the gate outside the palace."

"If it was an ordinary person, the guard would have killed him long ago. It seems that he is a well-known person in the world? Or was he given a heavy gift?"

Di You was very perceptive and said with a smile.

"It's... Your Majesty, the other party sent a topographic map of Jiangzhou, and even some passes and garrison information. He calls himself 'Wen Zhengming'!"

The eunuch replied.

"Haha... it turned out to be this person!"

Di You was overjoyed: "The lonely king hastened to see you..."

As soon as I went out, I ran so fast that I almost lost my shoes.

This Wen Zhengming is not only talented and resourceful, but he also came from the sect of a great Confucianist in Xuzhou. He has a lot of influence behind him, and he has a lot of luck with his famous teacher. Anyone who is interested in the world will be overjoyed to get such a great talent!