The rooster sings that the world is white.

As soon as it was time to arrive, Wang Xian got up. Today is his eldest son, last night a little insomnia, sat on the edge of the bed for a while, looking at the bright green official uniform ironed yesterday and hung on the hanger, the corners of Wang Guanren's mouth, pulled up a smile: "Someone!" ”

Outside, Shuai Hui and Er Hei also got up early, the two of them wore new cross-collared light green shirts, red belts, black scarves on their heads, three peacock feathers and a pheasant tail, one with clean water to wash his face, and one with a grooming house, and came in happily.

In fact, the two of them stayed in Fuyang, relying on Wang Xian's shadow, or continued to mix in the public door, or did business by themselves, and they would live very comfortably. But both of them are still young, one wants to leave Fuyang to see the world, and the other is to see Wang Xian with their own eyes, in just one year, the competition has completed the chain jump from gangsters to small officials to officials to classics. In addition to admiration, the two of them believed that he had a bright future, and they made up their minds to follow Wang Xian to continue to mix, which would definitely be better than in the county.

Isn't it the book, 'one person attained the Tao and the chicken dog ascended to heaven', and the two of them relied on Wang Xian for their fate, not only doing errands and conscientiousness, but also serving him carefully. After Wang Xian washed his face, he sat in front of the bronze mirror, Shuai Hui skillfully tied his long hair on the top of his head, tied it well, and then tied it tightly with a hairband so that it would not loosen, and inserted a hosta at the back.

"My lord, I'm wearing an official uniform," Er Hei held the green gauze official robe like a young grass to Wang Xian. According to the regulations, officials above the fourth rank of the Ming Dynasty wore scarlet robes, five to seven grades wore green robes, and eight grades and below wore green robes, clearly dividing high-level officials, middle-level officials and low-level officials...... What a wicked class society!

Wang Xian couldn't help but insinuate that he was not greedy enough, and in one year, he went from an official to an official and entered the ruling class of this society, which was enough to make people envious and crazy. On the outside of the white gauze middle sheet, he put on the tender green regimental leader's official robe, tied the belt, straightened the corners of the clothes, and looked at the Lian Que complement reflected on his chest in the bronze mirror, Wang Xian was even more satisfied. Finally, we're mixed with this cloth.

The complement is more clearly indicated than the color of the official's rank, and the complement on the chest of the civil official is embroidered with birds, such as the first-grade crane, the second-grade golden pheasant, the third-grade vacancy, the fourth-grade lark, the fifth-grade white pheasant, the sixth-grade heron, the seventh-grade Li pelican, the eighth-grade yellow oriole, the ninth-grade quail, and the miscellaneous training magpie. The steps on the chest of the generals are embroidered with fierce beasts, the first unicorn, the second lion, the third leopard, the fourth tiger, the fifth bear, the sixth, the rhinoceros, the eighth, and the seahorse...... Therefore, the civil and military officials of the Ming Dynasty have a noble general name called 'well-dressed beasts'.

This is not a rhetoric, at least during the Yongle period of the Ming Dynasty, 'well-dressed beasts' was still a humble word for officials, and it was not derogatory. Wang Xian clearly remembered that when the old father first put on the official uniform, he pointed to the quail patch on his chest, and said with infinite pride: "From now on, your father is also a well-dressed beast!" ”

"What a well-dressed beast!" Looking at Wang Xian in the mirror, Shuai Hui and Er Hei praised him without a mouth.

"You're a well-dressed beast, and your whole family is a beast." Wang Xian rolled his eyes, buckled the black horn belt around his waist, and put on the official boots with foundation. I couldn't help but sigh in my heart: 'The clothes of the national dynasty are still very elegant, and with this belt, the green color is immediately not so eye-catching, but looks quite stable, and a little fresh...... It's strange, why aren't they so handsome when they see Ma Dianshi wearing this dress? Do you have to be handsome to wear taste? ’

The belts of officials are also divided into grades, such as first-grade jade, second-grade flower rhino, third-grade gold inlay, fourth-grade plain gold, fifth-grade silver intarsia, sixth-grade and seventh-grade plain silver, and eight-grade and nine-grade black horns. The black horn belt is a black leather belt inlaid with materials, which is the same as the tender green official robe, which makes Wang Xian feel a little unhappy, but the green clothes and black belts, with the same color together, immediately feel different.....

After putting on the winged black gauze hat that everyone envied, Wang Xian's tears were about to fall, and he knew that his life would be very different from now on! No longer have to kneel when you see an official, no longer have to call yourself a villain, finally an adult......

"My lord, the sedan chair has arrived." Wang Xianzheng was self-absorbed, and Zheng Sili came to invite him.

"Get on the road." Wang Xian nodded and said in a deep voice.

In fact, there are regulations for officials in the Ming Dynasty to ride horses and sit in sedan chairs, according to the county, they are not qualified to sit in a sedan chair, but should ride a horse, but the Beijing officials are also more regular, after all, under the emperor's nose, as long as the local officials are a little bit of real power, there is no one who does not sit in a sedan chair, although Wang Xian is a classic history, but it is the second in this county, and the old man specially approved a double blue sedan chair for him to use.

Wang Xian was wearing an official uniform at this time, sitting in a sedan chair, feeling the feeling of trembling and trembling, and he was really not used to it...... Thinking of the sedan chair man carrying such a heavy sedan chair, Wang Xian was not very reluctant in his heart, and he felt that it was more reassuring to take the carriage. Of course, now is not the time to be a maverick, because after the sedan chair is lifted, there will be no turning back, otherwise it will be a ghost hitting the wall, which means that you cannot be promoted.

When I came to the low Tucheng Gate in Pujiang County, people of all colors in the county had been waiting for a long time. A large group of people from the three religions and nine streams are also magnificent.

"These are the county's officials, guarantors, and informants," Zheng Sili said respectfully by the sedan chair: "I'll be here early in the morning, and the eldest lord should meet them." ”

"Get off the sedan chair." Wang Xian nodded, Erhei lifted the sedan curtain, and he walked out of the sedan chair to meet everyone.

"I'm waiting to welcome the second master!" Three or four hundred people knelt down and kowtowed together, what a cool feeling. Of course, it's Wang Xianlai.

'Grandma, it's finally someone's turn to kneel on me. Wang Xian couldn't help but curse secretly, the most unpleasant thing about him when he came to this world was to kneel down to people, but if a mere official dared to make a mistake, any official could beat his ass to bloom...... So I have been kneeling all the time, and at this moment, my daughter-in-law has become a mother-in-law, and it is not enough to boast about it, but it is important to keep a clear head.

"Everyone, please." Wang Xian returned the salute to everyone slightly, and then said lightly: "This official has come from afar, and he has to rely on your close cooperation. After a pause, he said: "Please go back now, and the official will summon you." ”

After finishing, he sat back in the sedan chair, and Shuai Hui sang: "Get up the sedan chair!" ”

The sedan chair went straight into the city, leaving a group of officials and the boss of Lijia to be in charge, and looked at each other and said: "These two old men are resolute, and we haven't mentioned the banquet yet?" "I had to ask a Zheng Si official to ask for another in the yamen.

In the meantime, Wang Xian has entered the county seat, he entered the city from the east gate to the west, this is called purple gas from the east, rushed to the county government located in the northeast city, along the way he found that the prosperity of Pujiang County, not under Fuyang, too late to take a closer look, then arrived at the yamen. The yamen of the world is basically carved out of a mold, and the Pujiang County Yamen is no exception, because Wang Xian did not look at it curiously, but ordered people to get off the sedan chair in front of the eight-character wall, straighten the official uniform, and walk into the yamen quickly.

Although he was a little fluttery, his mind was still sober, remembering that he was only the second in the county, if he swaggered into the sedan chair so much, what would the county magistrate think? But he seems to be overthinking....

Entered the yamen and bypassed the Xiao wall. Wang Xian began to kneel three times in one step and pay homage to the ceremonial gate in public service...... Just now, I was glad that I didn't have to kneel down easily, but this time I slapped me in the face. But thinking that the county magistrate took office, he also had to kneel at the door of the ceremony, and his heart was much more balanced.

When I entered the Yimen, I saw an old man with gray hair, with a wine trough nose on his head, wearing a wrinkled blue official robe, standing on the platform with a smile on his face. Naturally, it is this prefecture Michi County.

"Xiaguan meets the eldest master!" Wang Xian hurriedly bowed and couldn't help sighing again, and the words ...... It can't be too full.

Nami Zhixian smiled and watched Wang Xian kneel, then stretched out his support and said loudly: "Little brother doesn't have to be formal, I've worked hard all the way." ”

Wang Xian's ears were buzzing with shock, yesterday they inquired about the second dark, Mi Zhixian is an old drunkard, and his body has been drunk, according to his eyes, drowsiness, forgetfulness, and slow reaction...... It seems that the rumors are true.

Mi Zhixian pulled Wang Xian onto His Majesty, came to the hall, and ordered him to tidy up his clothes and crown, bow to the north, and thank the emperor. Then he sat down with him...... Wang Xian asked the eldest master to take a seat in a panic, and Mi Zhixian shook his head and said, "You speak loudly, I can't hear clearly." ”

"Please take a seat, sir!" Wang Xian had no choice but to say loudly.

"Hehe, no formality." Mi Zhixian shook his head and smiled: "After a long time, you will know that this county is very easy-going." ”

"Etiquette should not be abolished." Wang Xian didn't know if the old man was testing himself, so he had to insist.

"I'm not allowed to say this in the future, I don't like to hear it anymore." Mi Zhixian pointed to the north and said, "I have been tortured by those people for twelve years, and now I faint when I hear it." ”

Wang Xianzhi said that he must be the first in Jiangnan. The Gangchang Rite Sect is the foundation of people's lives, otherwise what qualifications do they have to be sealed by Taizu himself?

"It's good to get used to it, we can't be too polite, otherwise it will feel worse......" Mi Zhixian seemed to complain about the first one in Jiangnan, but then he smiled and said: "Being an official in Pujiang, as long as you don't have too high spirits, you are still very comfortable, and you will know the Tao after ri." He also said: "You first go to your own side, worship the god of the ya, and meet your subordinates." Then ......" Mi Zhixian paused and said with a bright smile: "The old man put wine in the back office and washed the dust for the elder brother." ”

"Yes." Since Lao Mi is not playing false, Wang Xian is not polite to him, sings a song, and goes to his own Xiya. The place of the office of the canon is on the west side of the yamen, so it is also called the west ya. Because there is no county government and master office in this county, the county government is full, and the west government is built exceptionally large.

In the yamen, the third-class officers were already waiting, and when they saw Wang Xian coming in, they knelt down on one knee and said in a loud voice:

"My subordinates meet the second master!" (To be continued)

Wonderful recommendation: