"Don't bother the masters!"

"No more trouble!"

Everyone said a word, and under the leadership of the little novice, they walked out one after another.

"Wait a minute!"

A crisp voice sounded.

Everyone turned around, only to see Song Qingyuan smiling slightly and walking slowly.

When he walked to the person who spoke before, he stopped and said, "This is Zhang Juren?" ”

"Yes!"

The man bowed his head and arched his hand, "My surname is Zhang, my name is Yanping, and I have seen the county lord of Jinning." ”

"Zhang Yanping ......"

Song Qingyuan whispered silently and remembered.

This person is one of the candidates recommended to her by Master Xiao.

"If Zhang Juren has a heart, can he enter the charity foundation and become a charity ambassador from Jiupin?"

Raising people's backgrounds and being a nine-rank official is a very bad thing.

However, Zhang Yanping's eyes lit up, and he said excitedly, "I am willing!" ”

"Xie Jinning, the county lord is complete."

Hearing this, Song Qingyuan smiled.

Satisfied, he said, "Okay, then please Zhang Juren, come to Pudu Temple tomorrow to discuss business." ”

"Obey the orders of the county lord of Jinning, and I will arrive tomorrow as promised."

Zhang Yanping arched his hand, "Then I will retire first." ”

"Good!"

Song Qingyuan said, and watched this person leave.

Previously, among the candidates, this Zhang Yanping was not unusual.

Every word and deed is decent, there is nothing wrong with it, and there is nothing brilliant.

Moreover, it was not in the list she gave to Master Puhui, and she did not pay much attention to it.

But after what she said just now, she wanted to give it a try, so as to get permission from the Jiupin official.

People who really want to be officials will not agree.

But people who want to do things don't care about low official positions.

Fortunately...... It turned out to be good!

"Jinning County Lord!"

Master Pratt & Whitney called.

"The Buddha has selected twelve people, as for how to arrange these twelve people, it is troublesome to the county lord of Jinning."

These twelve people are the people on the list that Song Qingyuan handed over to Master Puhui.

Now, Master Pratt & Whitney has singled them out one by one, and it can be regarded as a successful retirement.

The next thing will be left to Song Qingyuan to complete.

Song Qingyuan nodded and raised his head, "I guess everyone knows." ”

"The charity foundation has more than five charity directors from the eighth grade and three charity directors from the seventh grade."

"At the same time, there are also places for 10 Charity Ambassadors."

"Just now, Zhang Juren has already accounted for one of them."

"So...... From the seventh grade, from the eighth grade the quota is limited, and there are four people in the crowd, I am afraid that they will be condescended to the charity ambassadors. ”

"Listen to the arrangement of the county lord of Jinning!"

Jiang Wei stood up and took the lead.

When Master Qian heard this, he immediately answered, "I am also willing to listen to the orders of the county lord of Jinning." ”

After making two statements, the next ten people also spoke one after another, saying that they were willing to listen to Song Qingyuan's arrangement.

"That's good!"

Song Qingyuan nodded, called the little novice on the side and said, "Put pen and ink on paper." ”

"Buddhism pays attention to the law."

Song Qingyuan stood in front of everyone, "The election of the charity foundation is different from the imperial court. ”

"It is not confined to the form, but according to the truth of Buddhism, those who are destined to get it."

"So......"

"Catch! Lots! ”

Lottery?

Everyone looked at each other, and there was still shock in their eyes.

They never expected that the hand of the Buddha selection played by Master Puhui and the arrival of nectar were already surprising enough.

As a result, the county lord of Jinning did not play cards according to common sense, and directly drew lots.

Whatever you draw is what you want, it's all up to your luck.

All right!

Everyone secretly complained that once it was known in the future, wouldn't their official position be a laughing stock.

Lottery!

Everyone smiled wryly.

In vain, they read poetry and books, and they boasted that they were outstandingly learned.

However, if you want to be an official and enter this charity fund, you have to rely on luck.

Must! Beard! Scratch! Lots!

After a while, Xiao Shami helped Song Qingyuan to study the ink.

Listen to Song Qingyuan said, "Please turn your backs, I want to write down the official position, and everyone will grab it from it." ”

"Yes, I will obey the order of the county lord of Jinning!"

Everyone responded helplessly and slowly turned around.

Gradually, the sound of blowing and folding paper came to my ears.

After a while, a crisp voice said, "Alright, please turn around." ”

"Please ask the first person on the left to come and draw lots."

This first person is Kong Fanyu.

When he turned around, he saw Song Qingyuan fold twelve small notes into small squares and arrange them in a row on the table.

"Kong Jinshi, right?"

Song Qingyuan smiled.

"There are some things that I want to make clear first."

"No matter what kind of official position you are drawing, you can choose to agree or not to agree."

"Once agreed, I will be registered and sent directly to the ministry, and I will become a full member of my charitable foundation in the future."

"Got it?"

Song Qingyuan asked softly.

"Got it!"

Kong Fanyu nodded.

"Alright, please get started."

As soon as the words fell, Kong Fanyu's gaze scanned back and forth on the twelve small square notes.

However, the note is layered on top of each other, and the words in it are not visible at all.

Kong Fanyu didn't hesitate much, and directly grabbed the note closest to his left hand.

Open it up and take a look......

At this time, Red Sleeves stepped forward, took the note in Kong Fanyu's hand, and handed it to Song Qingyuan.

Song Qingyuan looked at it, and there were only four words on it, Charity Ambassador.

Shaking his head and smiling, "Kong Jinshi, are you willing to be qualified for the position above?" ”

"I ......"

The corners of Kong Fanyu's lips were pursed, and his two hanging hands were clenched tightly.

Charity Ambassadors......

He didn't expect that his luck would be so bad, and as soon as he came up, he drew this petty official from the ninth grade.

can't even be called an official, I want him to be a scholar......

So he arched his hand and said, "I'm sorry, Lord Jinning, I can't decide in the next moment, can I think about it later?" ”

"Absolutely!"

Song Qingyuan nodded.

Summoned the little novice on the side, "I also asked the little master to take this Kong Jinshi to the back hall, let him meditate and think carefully." ”

"Yes, Jinning County Lord!"

The little novice responded and said to Master Kong, "Master Kong, please come with the little monk." ”

"Next!"

Song Qingyuan shouted.

Zhao Jiade stepped forward, took out a note, and unfolded it to see that it was ......

At this time, the note in his hand was also taken by Red Sleeves and handed over to Song Qingyuan.

Song Qingyuan looked at it and asked, "Are you willing?" ”

"I ......"

Zhao Jiade's breath was stagnant, and before he could answer, he saw that Kong Fanyu had already walked out of the inner hall.

Towards Song Qingyuan, he arched his hand and said, "I am willing to join the Charity Foundation, the county lord of Jinning." ”

"In that case......

Song Qingyuan thought for a while, waved his hand and said, "Master Kong, please stand here." ”

"Uh......"

Kong Fanyu was stunned for a moment, but soon recovered his comfort, and said with a normal face, "Yes, Jinning County Lord!" ”

With that, he raised his feet and walked behind Song Qingyuan and stood still.

After this interruption, Zhao Jiade finally thought it through...... I want to talk about "Splendid Pastoral: Small Landlords of Farmers" with more like-minded people, and pay attention to "excellent reading literature" on WeChat, talk about life, and find confidants~