Luo Pei Waner smiled: "You have also been an official in Shun'an Mansion, even if it is an agent." ”

"What do you think of the yashen?"

"Yashen?" This is a typical snail shell to make a dojo, and there must be large and small subordinate officials every month.

Luo Pei saw Su Ziji pondering, so he pointed out and said: "There is something to discuss, nothing to drink tea, do you think this is a waste?"

"I thought the same way when I was young. ”

Luo Peishen's smile converged, became solemn, and he arched his hand and said: "Taizu mentions a three-foot sword, wins the world in a hundred battles, and is the foundation of the foundation, and the descendants of later generations and Chinese and foreign ministers of all sizes rely on the holy virtue, but the etiquette system is also the top priority. ”

"The world is decided, and the palace must be built, and it is not magnificent. ”

"This pomp, why isn't it the palace in people's hearts?"

"Xu Nanqian is a good official, a clean official, but his knowledge is shallow, he is just a factor when he goes to the countryside to lose his official body, but it is just a factor, it is really this person who admonishes him to reduce the etiquette system, the emperor therefore reprimanded, even a downgrade of three levels is already magnanimous, it doesn't matter if you don't think through it for a while, you are a smart person, think about it carefully, and experience it more in the future, or you can figure it out in a few years. ”

"Luo Pei teaches the etiquette system, do you accept it?"

"Yes!"

"[The Way of Governance] +3500, Level 7 (7680/8000)"

Suddenly, a wave of knowledge struck, and it didn't take Su Ziji a few years to "understand" and be empowered.

To put it bluntly, of course, the country is obtained by a three-foot sword, but it is not only a three-foot sword that maintains its order.

Even in his original modern country, there are institutional rules.

Although it is not a matter of bowing, it is actually emphasized elsewhere.

It can even be said that because of the lack of prostration, it is necessary to spend several times as many resources to emphasize the rules.

"Lord Chincha, Lord Governor, the dock has arrived, and the ship is about to arrive. At this time, someone came in to report and interrupted Su Ziji's thinking.

Su Ziji knew that when he arrived in the provincial capital, whether it was Qincha or the governor, he would be busy for a while, so he got up and thanked Luo Pei and planned to return to his official ship.

Solemnly thanks, of course, because of Luo Pei, and even the governor are two small treasure troves, this journey is just two days and two nights of advice, so that Su Ziji has benefited a lot, reaching level 8, only a little bit to level 9.

Not to mention anything else, this teaching just now, Su Ziji felt that his understanding of officialdom and power was much clearer.

As a newcomer to officialdom in the past, even though Su Ziji has a lot of theoretical foundation, he has no years of experience, and he lacks something.

And now, the two of them have many years of experience as adults, which directly makes up for the shortcomings in this regard.

"Huh?"

Seeing the governor come out, Luo Pei, who had asked Su Zi to go back, suddenly attracted his attention by a small eagle falling from the sky.

As soon as he stretched out his hand, the eagle fell.

Su Ziji saw Luo Pei's posture of raising his hand to support the eagle, so skillful, and he did not shy away from himself and the governor, is it a unique method of contact between Qin Cha?

Su Ziji looked at it in surprise, Luo Pei had skillfully pulled out the letter brought by Xiaoying and unfolded it.

At this glance, his expression froze, and he did not speak, silently forwarding the letter to Governor Zhao.

The governor was stunned, unfolded the letter and read it, only to see that his expression changed, he looked up at Su Ziji, and then looked at Luo Pei, Luo Pei's expression was also very solemn.

The two looked at each other for a moment, then turned around and bowed down to Su Ziji.

"Chen Luo Pei (Zhao Misong) meets the emperor's grandson!"

"Two adults, you ......" Su Ziji seemed to be shocked by this worship and looked at them.

Seeing the look of surprise on Su Ziji's face, Luo Pei reluctantly showed a smile and said softly: "Imperial grandson, the identity of your prince's widow has been confirmed by the emperor, the Zongren Mansion has given you a name, and the emperor has decreed that you should enter Beijing as soon as possible." ”

In an instant, Su Ziji suddenly truly understood the division between monarchs and ministers.

The two people kneeling below, one is Qincha, and his job is a scholar of the third grade.

One is the governor, who is in charge of the military and political power of a province.

Not to mention the child back then, even now that he has become the champion, he has to respectfully salute the two.

If they didn't have the identity of the emperor and grandson, it would be impossible for the two of them to bow down to themselves for the rest of their lives. Even if he became the prime minister, he only bowed deeply.

Not to mention how many years have passed.

But now that "the monarch and the minister are separated", the knowledge and official qualities are insignificant, but they respectfully "knock" on themselves, and "the name and the lowly and the humble" are really incredible!

Su Ziji sighed in his heart, and hurriedly stepped forward to help him up, saying: "How dare you, I can't stand it, my identity has not been determined, even if it is confirmed, the two teachings, I should be a teacher in my heart, please get up, please get up." ”

Su Ziji knew in his heart that the identity of his prince's widow had been determined, and he had made it clear to the world, and if the emperor wanted to regret it afterwards, he had to consider it.

He was about to speak, when he suddenly heard a noise, and a figure was on the side of the boat, trembling all over, and looking at Su Ziji stupidly.

Cen Rubai?

Seeing that the person who broke in was Cen Rubai, Su Ziji realized something.

Speaking of Cen Rubai, he was originally looking for Su Ziji, but it turned out to be such a coincidence, when he heard these words, his mind buzzed, and he didn't have time to react, so he suddenly broke in, and at this time, his whole body trembled, and tears splashed.

He didn't care about his own gaffe, and asked the people present, "Is this true?"

Because his expression was extremely complicated, and there was a kind of moving sadness in the surprise, none of the people present thought of scolding.

Luo Pei and Governor Zhao both frowned and looked at him, a little puzzled, why did this Su Ziji's staff react like this, could it be because his lord suddenly had a noble status, so he was excited?

"It's true, who are you?" Luo Pei saw the boat gradually approaching the shore, unwilling to let people see this scene, waved his hand, let the boat stop, frowned and asked.

"Woooooooooo......oo Ho ho ......" Cen Rubai suddenly knelt down, cried loudly, and beat his chest to the sky: "Prince, you actually have a son?

Cen Rubai cried bitterly on the deck, and when he talked about the back, he was heartbroken.

His hiss shocked the people around him, what kind of development is this?

I see. Su Ziji looked at Cen Rubai, and suddenly understood everything.

No wonder Cen Rubai has always been a good man, whether he is with Lin Yuqing or with him, although he works and is conscientious, he never refuses to be called the lord, it turns out that he has an old master who never forgets.

It's just that even Su Ziji didn't expect that the lord that Cen Rubai had been thinking about would be the former prince.

Cen Rubai cried bitterly for a while, sobbed for a long time, and said: "The minister is rude to the son." ”

Cen Rubai rearranged his clothes and solemnly saluted Su Ziji again, using a real retainer to meet the lord's big gift, shouting loudly.

"Chendong Palace, Dongsi Zhicen Rubai, visit the prince!"