After entering the Hanlin Academy, both in the former Tang Dynasty and nowadays, they are equivalent to being the prime minister, and they can be said to be the Jinshi among the Jinshi.

Because of the confidence, everyone has a strong desire for the future, but reality makes them eager to be exiled to become officials, especially those with poor family backgrounds.

After entering the Hanlin Academy, although his future is great, his official position is not high. As the saying goes, living in the capital is not easy. Those who have poor family property can only barely survive. They borrow money to live, and only those who have been released from home can only be exiled as officials. Even if they are just magistrates, not those who are beside them, they only have hundreds of stagnants of money a year. It is so satisfying to sit in the yamen comfortably.

"Have you heard it? The Ministry of Revenue has investigated the situation at this time. All the big and small, including the official hall officials, were arrested, with only a few people left. With so many officials missing, I think I will run away from the prime minister's door!"

"Hehe, those same subjects who go to the Ministry of Revenue to observe politics must be able to make up for their shortcomings, after all, they are familiar!"

They drank wine and talked about their official career and their official fortune.

"It is not necessarily true that a Jinshi who has not entered the Hanlin Academy must be in power for two years and be granted the Jinshi and the same Jinshi. If you are released from abroad, you must be admitted to the local government and have been rolling for decades before you can enter the central government. Unlike us, you can join the local government as a magistrate or a magistrate, and you can return to the court..."

Some people were drunk and said proudly that they were full of contempt for those who were not Hanlin Academy.

Others nodded slightly and expressed their approval reservedly. Even if the clothes were patched, they were still authentic. As long as they did not commit suicide, the position of Nine Ministers would inevitably be the position of the Nine Ministers.

Speaking of this, Zhong Hanlin felt a trace of sweetness in his heart. The cold wind was not cold, and the wine was even better. These bitterness was so great. Only by continuing to endure it can you have a good future in the future.

"Everyone, if you are in a tight position in the capital, you might as well go to the Tianxia Money House. You can send a message to the Yu family. You can send money directly from the money house. If you don't have any benefits, you can also borrow money without interest!" The top scholar Tang Fu burped and looked at the still thin colleagues, and couldn't help but say.

"But take it seriously!"

"Is there anyone who doesn't want to reimburse money?"

"Of course, the world's money house is the royal family's property. If we borrow money from Jinshi and Hanlin, we naturally do not need to reimburse money."

Tang Fu looked at these people, full of admiration.

In the cold winter, although these people were dressed neatly, they were thin. In this capital, they were quite shabby, but they were willing to accept it, which made people admire them.

A Jinshi who passed the first grade can be said to have crossed the Longmen. Many wealthy and wealthy merchants and wealthy families marry their daughters, so they are naturally not short of money. However, it is difficult for married people to remarry. Even if they divorce their wives, their reputation will be hindered and their careers will not be long.

Hearing this, the people were happy, and they thought they were preparing to borrow some money, adding a few clothes to their homes, putting more charcoal fires, and passing the New Year.

Several people thanked him.

Seeing the top scholar's eyes and clear mind, Xiao Shanwen admired him quite much.

For Hanlin, this year's end is hard, and for many poor people in Chengtian Prefecture, it is even more a deadly obstacle.

It is severe cold in winter, and this year it is still very difficult. There is insufficient clothing, insufficient charcoal, insufficient food, etc., which all trouble them. They are busy with two meals a day and three meals a day tomorrow. They are just hearing about the lives of the nobles who are not thinking about it.

There is a tea stall near a station outside Guangzhou City. On this winter, there are still some busy merchants who are rushing to get busy. They are steaming while drinking tea and their bodies are gradually warming.

This winter, Lingnan is particularly cold, and the northwest wind is really trembling.

Several merchants at the tea stall looked at their luggage and muttered: "How cold this winter is this year, I'm afraid it's comparable to the Central Plains!"

"That's right!" Yan San, as the owner of the shop, invited the guests with his hands and poured tea, chatted with the guests with him: "The weather this year is simply evil. Not to mention that people feel cold, even the beast must be inactive. If you don't believe it, look at Mr. Zhang..."

The tea stall was filled with a sense of joy in an instant.

"Hey!" Mr. Zhang, who was named after him, instantly figured it out and said angrily: "You bastard, you are the beast!"

Yan San hurriedly slapped himself: "Oh! Look at our stinky mouth. I mean, your donkey was very energetic in the past, fat and strong. Mr. Zhang, the young man had no intention of being apart. You must not misunderstand."

"Okay, you guys are very sloppy. We can't tell you, let me spare you guys."

"Why don't you say that there are famous charity people near Mr. Zhang?" Yan San said shamelessly: "Look at this, Mr. Zhang, today's tea money will be included in our account."

"Bah, our Zhang Shunde family has hundreds of acres of land, so you still need to treat you? Go and greet your guests, your mouth is like a smear of honey!"

"Mr. Zhang is indeed very elegant. Come on, use tea instead of wine, drink a cup!" Several businessmen who are used to leaving know that Mr. Zhang, who loves to eat tea and chat, couldn't help but smile.

A few people were laughing and laughing, and on this winter, they were very stable.

"Master Zhang, give me some food. There is no food at home-" At this time, a man with a dark face ran over, wearing a thin torn coat and straw in his legs. Seeing Master Zhang drinking tea, he quickly knelt down and begged.

"What's going on?" Mr. Zhang was shocked. He took the face into consideration and resisted the urge to kick and asked hurriedly.

"Our little boy caught cold in winter, so he had no choice but to exchange food for money for medical treatment. Unexpectedly, my mother was sick and the fire broke down at home. The family was hungry and the eyes were too hungry to pass the New Year..." The man stammered, lowering his head.

The few businessmen next to him saw a lot of tragic events, so they just sighed a few times, shook their heads and sighed, and stopped talking.

"What do you want? There are still several months left before summer harvest!"

"I beg you to enjoy the food!" The man's eyes were filled with tears.

"If you borrow a few kilograms of grain from you, it's okay, but the master's family has no work, so you can't support people!" As a little landlord, drinking tea occasionally is the only happy thing. How can you spare the effort to support idle people? Isn't this difficult for him?

"All of you are well-informed, can you have any work nearby?" Although Mr. Zhang has always looked down on these mud legs, he feels compassion and cannot bear to let this family go away in winter, so he can't help but ask a few businessmen.

There was no need to give alms, but several merchants became active. They thought for a moment and said:

"I heard that yesterday, Shaofu Temple was in the north of the city and was preparing to build several textile farms. It required many female workers, which cost several hundred yuan a month! You can ask your wife to try it!"

"Okay, let's give you a bucket of rice. Go and ask your wife to try something you can handle. Life is happier than that of the master, I!" Mr. Zhang cursed with a smile.
Chapter completed!