After being reborn as a man, the woman improved her family's fortunes through education.

Jiang Wenqing: Oh, it wasn't a banknote after all~~~

But, to destroy it after reading? Could there be something fatal in this letter?

Jiang Wenqing held the letter upside down in his arms, glanced at Steward Wen, and then at the messenger in front of him.

Oh, so the "Qingpeng" mentioned in the letter is him?

"Well, Butler Wen, go and stand guard at the door. Don't let anyone get close."

"Ah? Oh, yes, sir!"

Butler Wen felt that his master was trying to get rid of him, but why leave that person in the hall?

Could it be that the young master instructed that something must not be known to a third party?

Forget it, this isn't something a servant like me should care about. Knowing too much won't do any good.

Is it better to be a little confused?

Jiang Wenqing quickly read through the letter, which consisted of only two sheets of paper, and his expression became somewhat strange.

He glanced up at Qingpeng, then looked down at the letter.

Take a candlestick and burn the letter to ashes in front of the recipient.

Qingpeng poured a cup of tea onto the ashes. It was the same cup of tea that Steward Wen had just ordered to be served to him. He hadn't drunk a drop, but now it came in handy.

Qingpeng clasped his hands in a salute again: "Master, the mission is complete, I will return to report now."

Having said that, he turned and disappeared into the night without any hesitation.

Jiang Wenqing watched Qingpeng's departing figure and muttered to himself, "What does Mingfei mean by this? How could a lowly seventh-rank official like me have anything to do with such important figures..."

Well, since it was his son who told him to do it, he would just have to obey. After all, his son had given him plenty of good things over the years.

In the future, I will have to rely on my son to become a high-ranking official and continue to protect me. As long as my son is happy, I would be willing to burn down not only a letter, but even the ancestral home in Changshou Village.

After all, that house isn't worth much.

Jiang Wenqing returned to the bathhouse, closed the door, changed his clothes, went into the water, withdrew the leg he had just stepped in, and put on his clothes: "Someone! Heat some water!"

After all that fuss, it was already 9 PM, which meant that Jiang Wenqing, unusually, didn't get up early to go fishing by the river the next day.

Imperial Study——

The Grand Eunuch presented the memorial from Minister of Works, Lord Wu, and the Emperor paused for a moment as he glanced at one of the names.

Jiang Wenqing? It's Jiang Wenqing again? The magistrate of Tongzhou County.

Could it be that this person has something special about him that makes the fourth brother value him so much?

This person could not possibly have been chosen by Minister Wu. How could a minister have any connection with a minor official of the seventh rank?

That's not right either, isn't my son involved with someone else?

After a moment's thought, Emperor Zhao Yong picked up his vermilion brush and approved the list of officials accompanying the river inspection team submitted by Minister Wu.

However, one more person's name was added after this group of people.

He was a sixth-rank official, not an important person.

Upon seeing this, Minister Wu said nothing, bowed respectfully, and withdrew from the main hall.

"Where is the master? He didn't go fishing, did he?"

Master Qian hurriedly ran to the back office. He was counting the new seeds to be distributed in the spring when he unexpectedly encountered the head of the Ministry of Works.

Although the head of the Ministry of Works was only a seventh-rank official, his seventh rank was completely incomparable to that of his master.

No matter what, he is a Beijing official. Although Tongzhou is under the jurisdiction of the capital, it is a remote county. How can it compare to the promotion opportunities in the capital?

No matter which seventh-rank local official's jurisdiction a Beijing official is assigned to, he will automatically be half a rank higher.

Besides, Master Qian only had the title of Xiucai (a scholar who passed the lowest level of the imperial examinations), so how could he dare to underestimate an official of the sixth rank?

After bowing respectfully, one waits for the other party to explain their purpose.

Who would have thought that the person there was actually delivering a transfer order from the Ministry of Works? Was their master about to be promoted? Wouldn't all of them, his subordinates, benefit from this?!

So he dared not delay, he almost lost his shoes running, afraid that if he was a step too late, he would displease others and delay his parents' good time.

However, he was stopped halfway by Butler Wen, which made him both angry and anxious.

When Steward Wen saw that Master Qian was running around in a mess, with his hair and beard all disheveled, he thought that bandits had entered the government office, so he hurriedly called the servants and guards to come out.

"Master Qian, is someone causing trouble at the county government office? Or are there thieves or bandits? Where are our county government's constables? Didn't they stop them?"

Butler Wen bombarded him with questions, but Master Qian, too busy catching his breath, didn't answer a single one.

"Oh dear, Master Qian, what's going on? I didn't hear any clash of weapons. How many thieves are there? Tell me quickly!"

"Here they come! They're looking for our master! Quick! Quick! Get him to change into his official robes!"

After finally calming down, Master Qian didn't bother arguing with Steward Wen and ran straight to Jiang Wenqing's residence.

"My lord, my lord! Get up quickly!"

Jiang Wenqing was still fishing in his dream. He was certain that if he cast his line this time, he would catch at least eight or ten pounds!

When Master Qian heard no response after calling for a while, he simply kicked the door open, yelling, "DUANG!"

Jiang Wenqing's big fish has escaped the hook!

She sat up abruptly, her head hitting the edge of the bed.

The area immediately became red and swollen, and the person was fully awake.

"My fish!"

He called out instinctively, only to find that Master Qian was in his bedroom, looking disheveled.

what's the situation? !

"You! What are you doing here?!"

"Oh dear! My lord, this is a matter of life and death! Forget about fish, hurry up and get dressed, the Ministry of Works is here!"

Announcement? What announcement? What will be announced? What does it have to do with me?

Ignoring any presumption, Master Qian immediately took the magistrate's official robe from the rack and, without a word, put it on Jiang Wenqing.

"Hey? Wait! What are you doing?!"

While helping Jiang Wenqing get dressed, Master Qian said anxiously, "Sir, someone from the Ministry of Works has sent a transfer order. You're probably going to be promoted."

While helping Qian, the clerk, dress him, Jiang Wenqing asked, "Ministry of Works? I've only been a county magistrate for a short time. What qualifications do I have to work in the Ministry of Works?"

You must have misheard. They probably have something else on their mind. Why make a fuss and disappoint yourself?

Doesn't he know himself? He's barely qualified to be a county magistrate, so what makes him think he deserves a promotion after only six months in office?

How are those hardworking, dedicated officials who strive for the well-being of the people supposed to conduct themselves?

Besides, he didn't want any promotion at all. If he had been promoted, would he have been able to live a life of calamity, cough cough, no, a peaceful and happy life in a corner of the world?

Absolutely not!

So, can this official be promoted? Absolutely not!

However, he didn't have time to think about it at that moment, as Master Qian had already prepared his official robes and hat.

Jiang Wenqing was dragged and pulled into the front office by Master Qian. There, he saw the head of the Ministry of Works sitting in the center, in the same armchair that Jiang Wenqing had been sitting in.

Jiang Wenqing: Never mind, a higher rank can crush a lower one, it's only right.

When the official in charge of the Ministry of Works saw Jiang Wenqing, he glanced at him briefly and then handed over the transfer order issued by the Ministry of Works.

Jiang Wenqing took it with both hands, opened it, and was somewhat dumbfounded.

Well, it's definitely not a promotion order, but why bring a lowly county magistrate like him along on the river inspection?

After the official from the Ministry of Works left, Jiang Wenqing sat in a chair and pondered.

All of this is too suspicious. Could it be that the son is pulling the strings behind the scenes? Does the son feel that his official position is too low and is creating opportunities for himself?

But no matter how capable the son is, he can hardly influence the Ministry of Works' decisions.

Could it be my cousin? My cousin is the Vice Minister of Works, a high-ranking official of the fourth rank.

But does my uncle really have that much power now? He's only been in office for six months, hasn't he?

He read the transfer order carefully again until he saw the two people leading the team, and he was suddenly shocked!

This is the person my son told me to stay away from, and to avoid if possible.

"My goodness! My son is incredibly prescient! And he really thinks too highly of himself!"

Jiang Wenqing looked bitter, experiencing for the first time what it meant to be "a person in officialdom who has no control over his own destiny"!

"Avoid?! How can we avoid it?!"