Bringing a Warehouse to the Song Dynasty!

Chapter 102: Finally got an official position

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This time, Sun Tu finally realized how inefficient the official government of the Song Dynasty was today. One month has passed since he took the shooting test, and now it is already half of March. However, the official certificate he imagined has not been sent to him, and even the third class courtyard has not sent anyone to deliver the news. It was as if they had forgotten about it.

For this reason, Sun Tu went to the Third Class Hospital twice to inquire about information half a month ago, but found nothing. But according to what the scribe there said, this is the most normal process. Generally speaking, those who take the shooting test with excellent results will get the official title within three months. As for dispatch, now leave your name in the third class courtyard. There are no less than five hundred military attachés with or without official positions...

Such an answer was indeed beyond Sun Tu's expectation, but there was nothing he could do about it. In fact, logically speaking, since Tong Guan is helping to take care of everything, he should be able to get an official position quickly. Could it be that there was an accident? But Sun Tu also knew how high Tong Guan's status was, and it was impossible for him to ask just by asking. Even Tong Mu couldn't see anyone because he had to participate in Enke this time.

Then we can only wait and see if there is any news in May.

Sun Tu finally didn't have to wait for so long. On the evening of March 17th, a slave from the Tong family came and said that the master had something to ask him to come over. This made him happy and he hurried over.

It was still in the flower hall where they met the previous two times. Sun Tu saw Tong Guan and Fang Qian. After hurriedly coming forward to salute, he asked tentatively: "Tong Shuai, is there any news in the third class courtyard?"

"That's right, take a look at this." Tong Guan didn't show any concern, and immediately asked someone to hand over a small scroll. Sun Tu took it with both hands and opened it, and found that it was a small scroll made of five or six white silk papers, with green wood as the axis and wrapped with a green belt. It was the title of an official, with clearly written words on it. Sun Tu's place of origin, name and other characteristics are clear, and his official title is written at the back - serving in the third class from the ninth grade.

Perhaps to many people in later generations, the seventh rank is already the smallest among officials, but in fact that is just a misunderstanding. The only ones who are really registered in the court are the ninth rank officials, and those who go further down will not be in the rank. Although the ninth-grade official is the lowest among official ranks, he is still an official, and his status is much higher than that of an official, even in the Ming and Qing dynasties.

In the Song Dynasty, an era when there were not many high-ranking officials, ninth-grade officials were even more popular. If Sun Tu could get an official position from a commoner through a shooting test, I am afraid that countless people would be jealous immediately. Even if he is just a small ninth-grade military attaché.

However, Sun Tu's temperament was relatively calm. He only got a little excited and then looked at the last place, which was the most important thing - the mission. Officials without positions are actually not much better than the common people except for their status and salary. Officials only have power if they have a job.

But what surprised him was that what was written above was actually the head of the Yamen capital of Kaifeng Prefecture!

how so? Although Sun Tu knew little about the official positions in the imperial court, he also knew that Dutou was not actually an official, but could only be regarded as the leader of the yamen. For example, Wu Song in Water Margin was granted the title of "Dutou" by the magistrate of Yanggu County after he hunted tigers. Dutou, there is no need to ask the court for instructions and record.

This psychological gap must be too big. Even if Dutou's subordinates can manage thirty or fifty officers, training soldiers and horses with the supervisor is completely different. What exactly is going on

Seeing Sun Tu standing there with a strange look on his face, Tong Guan spoke up: "Why, Qianli, are you dissatisfied with your assignment?"

"No, I don't dare." Although he said this, Sun Tu still looked a little wrong.

"Yes, there is something wrong with you, a ninth-grade official, actually being reduced to the head of the Kaifeng Mansion. I arranged this for you." Tong Guan said with a half-smile.

"Why...why?" This time Sun Tu couldn't bear it any longer. He raised his head suddenly and asked, "Didn't Commander Tong promise me before that he would allow me to command and train troops?"

"I did promise you, but who would have thought that you would do such a thing before." The smile on Tong Guan's face faded: "That day in Fanlou, you offended all the scholars in the world. You Do you think they will give up?"

"this… "

"Do you know how many people in the court have been criticizing your impeachment this month? Even some people in the Yushitai have criticized you. Please take a look at these two memorials first." With that, Tong Guan He also asked people to send two copied bullets to Sun Tu.

Sun Tu quickly took it and read it carefully. Although he didn't understand the words in Pian Wu Li Liu, he could still understand some of the sentences in them - arrogant and disrespectful, disrespectful of literature, and crazy... Anyway, these two bullets He criticized Sun Tu directly, thinking that such a person should be assassinated and matched with Bian Yuan.

"You have really set a precedent for officials in the Song Dynasty to be impeached. You were attacked by a group of officials in the DPRK as a person who has not yet been appointed." Tong Guan said and added: "Even if I have the intention to use you, so many It’s really difficult to deal with the criticism, so I had to give up the team training position I originally wanted for you.”

Sun Tu was silent. He really didn't expect that Wei Tu's happy counterattack that day would bring such consequences. At this time, he really regretted it. In fact, this is conceivable. After all, there is a huge gap between civil and military officials. As a military attache, if he slaps a scholar in the face, they will naturally retaliate. Of course, it was impossible for Tong Guan to fight with the civil servants of the DPRK for a little person like himself.

Sure enough, I heard him say again: "Even if I'm facing these people, I always stay away. It's better for you to rush over directly. So this time should be regarded as a lesson, and don't do anything out of impulse again in the future." Something happened that made me regret it."

After a pause, Tong Guan said again: "I took this position for you with great difficulty. Although it is a bit unworthy, it can also temper your temper. And there are many opportunities in Tokyo, as long as you If you are smart enough and make some achievements in two or three years, you can still be sent abroad."

Only then did Sun Tu realize that this was Tong Guan's hard work, so he smiled bitterly and clasped his fists in thanks: "Thank you, Tong Shuai, for protecting me. I know I was wrong. I will be cautious in doing things in the future, and I won't dare to cause you any more trouble."

"Haha, in that case, you go ahead. Starting from the beginning of next month, you will go to Kaifeng Mansion to work as an errand, and don't act rashly again." Tong Guan said and waved his hand, allowing Sun Tu to leave. It seems that as the mission was decided, his status in Tong Guan's heart also declined considerably.

Sun Tu left with a little helplessness. It was not until he was gone that Fang Qian smiled and shook his head. Tong Guan then asked: "Liangyu, what do you think of him?"

"To be able to perform like this in the face of sudden changes, Sun Qianli is indeed a talent. It seems that Tong Shuai did not make a mistake."

"Hmph, Sun Qianli could have been of greater use, but it's a pity that he is still a little too young and energetic." Tong Guan shook his head unhappily: "And what's even more disgusting is that Gao Qiu, he actually transferred Lin Chong because of me. He intervened in this matter as soon as he left Tokyo. If he hadn't interfered with it, even the impeachment by the civil servants would have been able to stop me." It turns out that Gao Qiu was responsible for the change in this matter, but it was just difficult for Tong Guan to say it in front of Sun Tu, otherwise Wouldn't it make myself lose face even more

Fang Qian naturally knew what Tong Guan was thinking, so he immediately changed the subject: "Tong Shuai, actually this is fine. Originally we had to put in the effort to find a reliable and available person to handle the matter in Tokyo, but now With Sun Qianli taking action, this matter becomes more certain."

"Yes, I originally wanted to use him, but after he performed better, I wanted to focus on him and give him a group training. Now, although things have had some twists and turns, we still follow our established strategy Let's go." When Tong Guan said this, a glimmer of light flashed in his eyes: "It's been more than half a year, everyone should forget some things. If those people make any mistakes, they can't say that I am doing it for personal gain."

"Tong Shuai's words are wrong. You are doing all this for the people of Tokyo, and even more for the sake of the Emperor." Fang Qian quickly defended.

Obviously, the assignment from the capital of Kaifeng that was obtained for Sun Tu had other intentions!

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It's not easy. After more than a hundred chapters, Sun Tu is finally no longer a commoner. . . . . .

It is said that the ancients had the habit of donating money to someone after he became an official, so that his family's property would no longer have to pay taxes to the court. Now is the time for book friends to donate their collections, votes, etc. You don’t have to pay tax on this, what a deal. . . . .