The journey of the only child of a peasant family to take the imperial examination

Zhang Pingan was also happy when he held the sweet potato still covered in dirt: "Really good!"

Then he ordered: "Give three pounds to each person in the farm and government office to try, and collect the rest for seed."

"Sir, this thing weighs three pounds, and there are probably only three or four of them. It's not enough to eat." Seeing that Zhang Pingan was in a good mood, one of the subordinates complained half-seriously.

"Hehe, I give it to you so that you can try it. Once you eat it, you will know that it is good. It is not for you to eat as much as you can. This is not enough for seeds." Zhang Pingan did not get angry and scolded with a smile.

As the group was about to leave, Su Erlang suddenly stood up from the field, kowtowed several times, and said loudly, "County Magistrate, I have something to say."

"Oh?" Zhang Pingan recognized Su Erleng. "What do you want to say?"

"County magistrate, there are still some sweet potatoes left in the field. Can I dig them up and take them home to eat?" Su Erlang really lived up to his name. He said loudly in a stupid manner.

After hearing this, Tian Guan's face darkened and he scolded, "How dare you! What nonsense are you talking about? Get out of here!"

After cursing, he quickly bowed to Zhang Ping'an and explained, "Your Excellency, the sweet potatoes in the fields have indeed been harvested. The remaining ones are only the size of a thumb. I guess there are some that were missed, but not many."

Zhang Ping'an didn't get angry. He stopped Tian Guan from talking and said, "I also come from a farming family. Naturally, I know that when harvesting rice and wheat, there will always be some leftovers. I even picked up wheat ears when I was a child. So, if they want to dig, let them do it. Take the sweet potatoes you dig up to the accounting office to weigh and register them. Keep the ones that are longer than half a chopstick!"

"I obey your command!" Tian Guan replied with a bow.

After that, he scolded Su Erleng and the others, "Why don't you thank the adults quickly!"

"Thank you, County Magistrate!" everyone said in unison.

After the people walked away, the people in the field began to chat.

"Old man Li, you are so wicked. You clearly knew that Su Erlang was not very smart, but you still encouraged him to say these things in front of the county magistrate. Fortunately, the county magistrate is magnanimous and a good person, otherwise Su Erlang would have to be beaten," someone said.

"Even if I don't get beaten, I've offended the person in charge. I'm not going to have a good time in the future."

Old man Li, who was named, curled his lips and said disapprovingly, "Without my advice, how could we have so much extra food? There are still many finger-sized sweet potatoes in the fields. If we gather them together, we can still have something to eat."

Everyone benefits from this, so there is nothing much to say.

In previous years, when such good things happened, it was always the relatives of the farm manager who came to take advantage of them.

Everyone was chatting, and when they turned around, they saw that Su Erlang had already picked up a bag full of money.

He said nothing more and started to carefully pick up the sweet potatoes with a rake.

As for Su Erlang, he didn't care what others said, as long as he had food.

Zhang Ping'an's right eyelid has been twitching recently. He doesn't know if it's because he's tired or something else.

But I feel that the government affairs have been going smoothly recently, and there is nothing particularly worrying.

The only thing I worry about is my wife's health. It's been almost two months since she gave birth, and she often can't get out of bed.

Countless doctors, including Chen's family, helped to check the patient, and they all said that the patient was weak and could only be taken care of, there was no other way.

It makes people so worried.

He imitated Xu's superstitious method and tore off a piece of white paper to cover his eyelids.

I don’t know if it’s a psychological effect, but it seems like the jumping is not as strong as before.

Now, Zhang Ping'an's happiest thing is to stay with his wife and children after a busy day.

The child grew up day by day, becoming fairer, tenderer and cuter. He didn't cry much and was kept clean by the maids and old women. He was lovable no matter how you looked at him.

Anyway, Zhang Pingan can’t see enough, can’t hug enough, and the filter of his biological father is thicker than the city wall.

Although Qian Youyi rarely got out of bed, she would ask the servants to bring the child over to play with him every day after the child woke up. She spent the whole day with the child and smiled more often.

Every time Zhang Ping'an saw the mother and son playing together and their happy smiles, he couldn't imagine what would happen to this family if something happened.

There has been no news from Lin'an.

Just when Zhang Ping'an wanted to breathe a sigh of relief, an official document from the Ministry of Personnel arrived.

Zhang Pingan smiled bitterly, and after opening it, he felt that it was just as he expected.

From a civil official to a military officer, from a seventh-rank county magistrate to a seventh-rank Xuanzhenglang.

They both appear to be of the seventh rank, the same grade, but their status in the court is much different.

Most importantly, he has to go to the front line.

Xuan Zhenglang was mainly responsible for military affairs and related logistics management.

Specifically, it means participating in the planning and execution of military operations, supervising the training and combat readiness of the army, and being responsible for the recruitment, training and equipment management of soldiers.

The responsibility is great, but the status is not high.

The Ministry of Personnel gave half a month for handover and half a month for taking up the post, which means the total time limit is one month.

Someone will come to replace him as county magistrate in the next few days.

After Zhang Ping'an announced the news, there was an uproar throughout the government. After all, he had always had good political achievements in Ci County, and it had not even been three years. He should not have been transferred so suddenly before the time for assessment.

Zhang Laoer, Xu and others were all stunned when they found out. Zhang Laoer was fine, as he was a man after all and had seen many storms, so he was calmer.

Xu was crying and wailing, unable to control herself. In her opinion, going to the front line meant committing suicide, and this was her only child!

"Son, can we not be an official? No matter whether it is a civil or military official, we don't want it. It's fine for us to be an ordinary person," sobbed Xu.

"Mom, I'm an official appointed by the court now. I can't do whatever I want. Even if I want to resign, I have to wait until I finish my trip to the front line," Zhang Pingan wanted to comfort his mother.

But he had to go to the front line. This was an indisputable fact and could not be denied. His family had to accept it.

"Second son's wife, stop crying. What's the use of crying?" Zhang sighed.

There was nothing she could do, it was all fate!

"There's still time. After the handover, I'll send you back to Lin'an when I go to take up my post. After all, we have relatives in Lin'an, and I have many colleagues and classmates here. They can always take care of you, so you don't have to worry about life," Zhang Ping'an comforted.

"By the way, isn't our relative a high-ranking official?" Xu suddenly thought of it.

He said to his son, "Ask your father-in-law to help you. There are so many talented young men, why does he have to be you?"