The next morning.

Jia Yun stepped into the official department.

As the saying goes: the official department is noble, the household department is rich, the ritual department is poor, the military department is military, the punishment department is strict, and the work department is low.

The levels of the six ministries are parallel, but because they are responsible for different specific affairs, their powers are very different.

People then used six words: "rich, noble, mighty, poor and humble" to describe the six parts.

The official department is located at the head of the six departments and is extremely noble.

The Ministry of Personnel is responsible for managing all civil officials in the country. It is responsible for "the system of selection and selection of officials, the methods of examination and demotion, the regulations of granting and awarding of titles, and the final system of determining official status."

The Minister of Civil Affairs, also known as the Heavenly Official and the Dazai, had a sideways role in the court.

Even cabinet ministers and border officials at the level of governor must be courteous when meeting the Minister of Civil Affairs.

There is no way, the appointment and dismissal, examination, promotion, transfer, honors and other matters of all civil officials in the country are all under his jurisdiction.

The subordinates of the official department are designated as the four Qing official departments, namely, the literary selection department, the seal verification department, the merit examination department, and the merit examination department.

Jia Yunyin is a new imperial examination candidate, and today she is admitted to the Qing Officials Division, whose full name is Wenxuan Qing Officials Division. It is mainly responsible for the promotion of civil servants, the selection of imperial examination students, and the filling of official vacancies in various places.

Of course, he did not come by himself, but was brought in by a head of the Ministry of Civil Affairs.

Jia Yun only stayed at the Qing Officials Department for a quarter of an hour. After completing the procedures, the head of the Officials Department asked him to come back ten days later to listen to his message, and then called an officer to send him out of the Officials Department.

Jia Yun looked back at the tall and majestic door lintel of the Ministry of Civil Affairs, and sighed in her heart: "There are people in the imperial court who like to be officials. They have their backs against the big trees to enjoy the shade. I have truly realized this today."

At the same time, it also means that there is a high possibility that he will be released to take up his post in ten days.

"Xu Renzhi is impeccable in his work. This time he will probably throw me far away. Otherwise, what if I regret it next spring?" Jia Yun thought to herself.

"Should we go to Guangdong and Guangxi, Fujian, Yunnan and Guizhou and other places?" He pondered in his mind for a moment and couldn't guess what Xu Renzhi was thinking.

As for Jiangnan, Shandong and other places, don’t even think about it.

It was because of his youth that Xu Renzhi kept him from rushing to take the examination.

The purpose of agreeing and arranging for him to become an official now is to temper him. It is impossible to let him go to a very wealthy place and let him enjoy happiness.

Therefore, Jia Yun already has a clear understanding of her future situation.

After withdrawing her thoughts, Jia Yun got on the carriage and took Jia? to see the shops.

The shop faces the street and is in a good location. It is in a prosperous area. It covers an area of ​​nearly 600 square meters and is quite spacious. It is also relatively close to Jia Yun's home. It only takes two-quarters of an hour to walk there.

After Jia Yun read it carefully, she signed a deed with the landlord of the shop, and the rest of the matter was completely left to Jia Yun.

When he opened a shop last time, Jia? He followed him from the beginning and knew the relevant procedures and various precautions. Now that he has been the shopkeeper for more than a year, he is already able to handle these trivial matters with ease.

Coming back from the street, when passing by Jia Qin's house, Jia Yun heard Jia Ming smiling outside the car: "Master, Brother Qin and the others seem to have sold their new house and are moving now."

Jia Yun quickly asked someone to park the car, opened the car curtain and looked outside. Sure enough, she saw Jia Qin standing at the door with a haggard look on her face. His mother, Mrs. Zhou, was instructing some people to move things out.

Jia Yun jumped out of the car, walked to Mrs. Zhou and asked with concern: "Aunt Zhou, what are you doing?"

"Sold!" Zhou glanced at Jia Yun, hesitated, and replied expressionlessly.

Now Jia Yun is no longer the inconspicuous Brother Yun before. According to the rules, after they meet, they must call Master Yun, but Zhou and Jia Qin opened their mouths, but they couldn't shout out.

Jia Yun didn't argue with them and said directly: "We live in such a nice house, why is it sold?"

Jia Qin's face turned red, even if she was shameless, she felt ashamed at this moment.

After all, if a man cannot be humane, he will never be able to hold his head high for the rest of his life, and in front of his childhood friends, he will be even more embarrassed.

Zhou was very angry at Jia Yun for refusing to open the pot, but Jia Yun even dared to be tough with Jia's family, so she didn't dare to offend her, so she could only grit her teeth and say truthfully: "The house is sold, let Brother Qin take care of it."

sick."

Jia Yun suddenly said: "I see, what about the old house? Is it for sale?"

"No, if the old house is sold, we two will have no place to live!" Mrs. Zhou took a deep breath, pursed her lips and shook her head as she replied.

"Are you moving back in now?" Jia Yun asked in surprise, thought about it, and nodded again:

"It's okay to move back in. If it's convenient for you, Aunt Zhou, can you help me look after the houses in my house?"

"Okay!" Zhou gritted his teeth and replied fiercely.

Jia Yun smiled and said: "Then thank Aunt Zhou first, but I have agreed in advance that the things in my house cannot be touched, they are very valuable!"

After saying that, he ignored Mr. Zhou's angry look and got into the carriage with a smile.

Jia Qin looked at Jia Yun's carriage and said with resentment on her face: "Mom, I'm going to order their house tonight!"

"Don't!" Mr. Zhou was startled and yelled: "Do you want to die? If you dare to light their house, the clan will beat you to death without his intervention!"

Jia Qin pursed her lips and said, "Can I just do it secretly so that no one sees it?"

"Haha, I'm a stupid son. Do you think they need evidence to deal with you?" Zhou slapped Jia Qin on the forehead and said, "They just need to be suspicious!"

This is what Zhou is afraid of. In the past, when she faced off against outsiders and people from other houses, she and Jia Qin, who were orphans and widowed, had the support of their clansmen, so they had the confidence to act no matter how aggressive they were.

But it's different now. Jia Yun is the face of the third house, the face and pride of everyone. If someone really offends him, there is no need for Jia Yun to come forward. Enthusiastic tribesmen will rush to the front to defend him.

When she got home, Jia Yun couldn't help but burst into laughter when she thought of how she had just talked to Aunt Zhou, how she looked weird and had the potential to be a green tea bitch.

In the bedroom, Xiang'er brought Jia Yun a set of loose and cool clothes and put them on for him.

After this period of getting along, Xiang'er no longer blushed as easily as before.

The premise is that Jia Yun doesn't act like a monster. After all, Xiang'er and Jing'er are both young girls. Even if they tease them a little, they still can't stand it.

For example, right now, Xiang'er was hugging Jia Yun from behind as soon as she helped Jia Yun change her clothes. Her hands were very dishonest.

Not to mention that Xiang'er's body was limp in his arms, but Jing'er next to her was even more embarrassed and her face was red. She didn't want to leave, and she didn't want to leave either, with a look of embarrassment and hesitation on her face.

Jia Yun saw that Xiang'er was as motionless as a quail, and her ears were so red that they were transparent. She smiled, took a big breath of her body fragrance, and asked softly: "Has Xiang'er been practicing her singing voice recently in the morning?

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"You've been practicing. This is a slave's ability to eat. You can't throw it away easily." Xiang'er replied in a soft voice. She pressed Jia Yun's hand that was reaching for the penalty area. In the end, she hesitated and did not stop her.

Jia Yun smiled and said: "What does it mean to be able to eat? Now my family doesn't force you to practice singing!"

Xiang'er closed her eyes tightly, gritted her teeth, and replied with difficulty: "I want to keep drinking for you!"

After a pause, Xiang'er begged for mercy: "Master, it's still daytime now, let me go. You can do whatever you want at night, okay?"

Jia Yun bit Xiang'er's ear and said, "Well, seeing that you are so shy, I won't embarrass you."

After saying that, he really put the incense and signaled Jing'er to bring water to wash her hands.

After washing her hands, Jia Yun saw that Jing'er, who was usually reserved, aloof, charming, and quite artistic, blushed like an apple, and asked with a smile:

"It's hard for you, Jing'er. If you encounter something like this in the future, if you don't like it, you can go out and wait for a while."

Jing'er pursed her lips, shook her head, and whispered: "I'm not afraid, slave!"

As she said that, she raised her head and looked at Jia Yun with her big eyes open, with a hint of expectation and encouragement in her eyes.

With a thought in her mind, Jia Yun secretly thought that this girl was feeling better, so she stepped forward to hug her, kissed her softly, and whispered: "Don't force yourself."

Jing'er came from a good background. Her father was a bureaucrat. Unfortunately, he died young and his family was ruined. After wandering several times, he was bought by Xue Baochai through some unknown means and became a dowry maid.

She is versatile in poetry, music, calligraphy and painting, and is especially good at small regular script. She is also knowledgeable in literature and history, and is particularly skilled in painting.

A capable person is naturally aloof. Even if she is a maid, she can still hide her true nature even when she is frightened, so Jia Yun has never felt sorry for her.

Jing'er naturally felt Jia Yun's tolerance and protection for her. This was the only bright color in her life since her family was ruined. It would be a lie to say she was not touched.

Now that she has become the maid of the first-in-law, it is a done deal, and her fate will be hard to change in the future. After a period of inner struggle, she gradually figured out many things and no longer objected to getting close to Jia Yun.

Feeling the warmth in Jia Yun's arms, Jing'er didn't feel uncomfortable even though it was summer. Instead, she wanted to stay like this.

It wasn't until Jia Yun's hand tightened that she suddenly raised her head and said, "Master, I didn't force you..."

At this time, her reserved, aloof and artistic temperament had all disappeared, replaced by something elegant and suave yet charming and charming. The change in temperament made Jia Yun amazed.

He buried his head on Jing'er's delicate neck, smelled her fragrance, and whispered, "How about you and Xiang'er come to my room tonight?"

"Well..." Jing'er hummed softly, agreeing, then relaxed her whole body, and took the initiative to reach out and hug Jia Yun's waist.

Xiang'er next to her lowered her head and murmured softly: "We won't let the slave sisters wait until midnight like last time, right?"

Although she spoke very quietly, Jia Yun's sharp ears could hear her clearly. She couldn't help but turn around and said with a smile: "Xiang'er, what are you talking about?"

Xiang'er was startled, jumped back a few steps, and said with a smile: "I didn't say anything, I heard you wrong, hehe..."

At this time, Xiren opened the curtain and came in. When he saw Jia Yun's hand on Jing'er's skirt, and when he saw Jing'er's whole body softened into a ball, he couldn't help but laugh and said:

"My master knows how to torture people all day long, so why don't you take sisters Xiang'er and Jing'er into the house? It's fun for you, but they are terribly uncomfortable. No one would do this like you."

Without waiting for Jia Yun to reply, Xiren said again: "My sister Meiren and I have cooked several pots of soup this morning. Do you want me to go and see how good it is?"

Jia Yun took out her hand, exhaled a long breath, nodded and said: "That's fine, this is a serious matter, I'll go take a look right away."

Xiren smiled and nodded, bringing the water from the washbasin stand for Jia Yun to wash her hands.

After washing her hands, Jia Yun muttered to Xi Ren: "From now on, the maids at home will still have to wear pants when wearing skirts. Although it's cool if you don't wear them, it's not good for your health. Forget it, I'll talk to Bao about this."

Chai said, let her supervise."
To be continued...