Rise From the Humble

"It's open, it's open"

While Zhu Ping'an was listening to the fat-headed and big-eared official talking about the secrets in the fan, the side door of Yan's Mansion opened and began to accept submissions. People in line were excited.

The one at the front of the queue was an official from another province. He arrived in the capital yesterday and didn't queue up. He stayed at a nearby inn. As soon as the ban ended this morning and night, he came over and queued up as soon as possible.

The administrative areas of the Ming Dynasty were also called provinces. The administrative areas of the Ming Dynasty were divided into two capitals and 13 chief envoys. The two capitals refer to Shuntian Prefecture (i.e. Northern Zhili) and Yingtian (i.e. Southern Zhili). The 13th Chief Envoy Division is referred to as the 13th Division, commonly known as the 13th Province. Some people call the Zhili District a province, which is how the name of the 15 provinces of the Ming Dynasty came about.

Hard work pays off.

Sweat and reward are always directly proportional.

It is precisely because this provincial official came to wait for him right after the night ban that he was the first in line today.

The side door of Yan's Mansion opened, and a middle-aged man in his forties walked out. He was wearing fine steward-style clothes. He looked like he was still asleep after eating. He was picking his teeth with a toothpick in his hand. , walked out in a flash.

This man is very special. He has a photographic memory. He walks at 45 degrees and looks at the sky. He does not look at people seriously, which guarantees that people will not forget him after seeing him.

"Mr. Crane Year?!"

"It's really Mr. Henian!"

"I didn't expect that Mr. Henian would show up in person today."

"Mr. Henian really doesn't have any airs. He personally came forward to handle the matters of worship for us. It's a great honor for us."

When they saw this person going out, the people outside were in a state of excitement. Just like the fanatical star-chasers of the 21st century, they were as excited as if they had met their idol. From a distance, they stretched out their hands and bowed to say some compliments to him. if.

Forehead

This guy is the high-ranking official of the Yan Mansion, the Yan Nian who has a good way of "making money"?

Zhu Ping'an looked at the housekeeper with eyes on the top of his head with interest, and slightly twitched the corner of his mouth.

Is it true that a third-rank official in front of the Prime Minister dares to call a housekeeper "Sir"? ! The ancient "Mr." is not like the modern "Mr." that can be called "Mr." by men. The teacher was born before me and heard the Tao before me. In ancient times, only seniors with high moral standing and profound knowledge were qualified to call "sir", which was a respectful title for people with a certain identity and status.

"I have admired the name of Mr. Henian for a long time, but I never had the opportunity to meet him. When I saw him today, Mr. Henian is indeed extraordinary. It is truly a blessing for me to be able to see Mr. Henian's elegance."

When the provincial official who was first in line saw Yan Nian going out, he immediately lifted the sleeves of his official uniform to reveal the folding fan in his hand. He immediately greeted him, bowing as if meeting a superior, and uttering compliments.

This is so greasy.

Zhu Ping'an felt a little goosebumps as he listened from the back. From the back, he saw that the official was wearing a cyan official uniform. The plain embroidery on the official uniform was a white pheasant pattern, indicating that the official was a fifth-rank official. A fifth-rank official went so far as to flatter a housekeeper who had no rank at all.

Yan Nian was a bit rude at first, but when he caught a glimpse of the fan in the official's hand, Yan Nian's cold expression showed signs of melting, and he responded with a "You're welcome, you're welcome".

Soon, after the official skillfully and covertly pushed several banknotes into Yan Nian's hand, the two became more intimate as if they were meeting old friends.

The officials passed smoothly and were led into the Yan Mansion by the servants of the Yan Mansion, waiting for the summons of Mr. Yan Ge.

The person in second place also came prepared, carrying a fan and generous gifts, and passed smoothly.

The third person also passed successfully.

Basically, everyone who comes here comes well prepared, knows all the rules, and has a high passing rate.

Soon it was Zhu Pingan's turn.

"I've met Mr. Henian." Zhu Ping'an stepped forward, slightly arched his hands, and then handed over the greeting card.

polite

But not humble.

There is a huge difference between the almost kneeling and licking postures of the previous ones.

Um?

Yan Nian, who had half-closed eyes, moved his eyelids when he heard this, glanced at Zhu Pingan, and glanced up and down...

No fans!

Still so impolite!

Yan Nian's expression, melted by the people in front of him, turned cold again. You must know that since he became the chief steward of the Yan Mansion, except for the master, few people have seen him holding him in respectful hands.

Where did it come from?

nothing will happen

This kind of rudeness cannot be tolerated.

Yan Nian lowered his face and did not bother Zhu Pingan. He looked past Zhu Pingan and saw the fat-headed and big-eared official behind Zhu Pingan, and saw the fan in his hand.

So, Yan Nian narrowed his eyes and said to the fat official, "You come first. I seem to have seen you queuing up yesterday."

The fat official was overjoyed and glanced at Zhu Pingan smugly. Then he pushed Zhu Pingan to the back and bowed in front of Yan Nian. His fat face smiled like a flower, "Nian of Crane." Sir, it is such an honor to meet you..."

This is polite.

Yan Nian was very satisfied with the fat official's knowledge.

The fat official had a very expressive expression. After he said the first sentence, his fat face showed concern and heartache. He was very sincere and said, "You are really busy these days. Seeing how hard you are working, my subordinates were all worried yesterday." I can't bear to disturb you. I didn't expect that today it would be you who went out of your way to handle our visit. This kind of dedicated spirit is really a role model for us. I have mixed feelings. I should learn from Mr. Henian in the future. As the *** official said, he bowed in salute and secretly stuffed a few banknotes into Yannian's sleeves.

Zhu Pingan listened behind and rolled his eyes.

"I can't help it. The master has given me this important task, and I have to shoulder the hard work." Yan Nian said, counting the banknotes in his hand, and his expression melted.

After a few words, Yan Nian asked the fat official to go into Yan's mansion to wait.

See, learn from it... Before the fat official left, he gave Zhu Ping'an a proud look.

Then, it was Zhu Ping'an's turn again.

"I would like to ask Mr. He Nian to give me your thanks, and my subordinate Zhu Ping'an will pay homage to Master Yan." Zhu Ping'an handed over the greeting card honestly.

What's your name, Lao Zhi! If you don't know the rules and don't show respect, don't even try to enter the door! Those fanboys were rejected yesterday, didn't they learn the rules?

Yan Nian seemed not to have heard what Zhu Pingan said. He glanced at Zhu Pingan with drooping eyes. After Zhu Pingan repeated it, he took the greeting card from Zhu Pingan and waved his hand impatiently, " Alright, go back and wait for the news."

In this way, Zhu Pingan was dismissed without any intention of letting Zhu Pingan in.

You can see what it means at a glance.

"Please go back."

After Yan Nian said what he said, two guards came to the door of Yan's mansion. They came over with fierce faces, one from the left and the other from the right, and "asked" Zhu Ping'an to leave. A posture that if you don't leave, we will do it.

Zhu Ping'an twitched the corners of his mouth, but said nothing. He shook his head slightly and stepped back wisely.

After Zhu Pingan was "invited" to leave, Yan Nian opened Zhu Pingan's greeting card in front of everyone, glanced at it, then raised his hand and threw it to the ground...

Isn't it just a little sixth grade!

I have seen a lot of third-grade and fourth-grade...

"Remember from now on, don't let anyone in and queue up! Not just any dog ​​or cat can enter our Yan Mansion."

Not only that, Yan Nian also scolded the guard in front of the Yan Mansion in front of everyone.

People in the queue said yes one after another, echoing and bursting into laughter.

Zhu Ping'an, who had retreated to the street, paused slightly when he heard the words, turned around and glanced back, sweeping from Yan Nian to the towering Yan Mansion gate, then shook his head and smiled to himself, turned around and strode into the street.

Just when Zhu Ping'an disappeared around the corner, a large sedan carried by eight people on West Chang'an Street came slowly from the direction of Xiyuan...