The rise of the poor

Chapter 606
"The door is open, the door is open"

When Zhu Ping'an was listening to the fat-headed and big-eared officials talking about the Taoism in the fan, the side door of the Yan Mansion opened and began to accept postings to meet him, and the people in line were excited.

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

The administrative regions of the Ming Dynasty were also called provinces. The administrative regions of the Ming Dynasty were divided into two capitals and 13 chief ministers.The two capitals refer to Shuntian Prefecture (i.e. North Zhili) and Yingtian (i.e. South Zhili).Some people call Zhili District a province, and this is how the 13 provinces of Ming Dynasty came about.

Hard work pays off.

Sweat and rewards are always proportional.

It is precisely because this provincial official came to wait just after the end of the night ban that he was ranked first today.

The side door of Yan's mansion opened, and a middle-aged man in his forties walked out, dressed in a good management-style attire, as if he was still asleep after eating, picking his teeth with a toothpick in his hand , walked out in a flash.

This person is very special, he has a photographic memory, walks 45 degrees and looks at the sky, and does not look at people directly, so that people will not forget after seeing him.

"Mr. Crane Year?!"

"It's really Mr. He Nian!"

"I didn't expect Mr. He Nian to come forward in person today."

"Mr. He Nian really has no airs at all. It's a great honor for us to come forward to handle the worship matters for us."

Seeing this person going out, the people outside the door were all shocked, just like fanatical fans in the 21st century, each of them was excited as if meeting an idol, and stretched out their hands and bowed to him from a distance and said some flattering words.

amount

This guy is the family of a high official in the Yan Mansion, that Yan Nian who "makes money" properly?

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

It's really a third-rank official in front of the prime minister. How dare a housekeeper call him "Sir"? !The ancient "Sir" is not like the modern "Sir", which can be called by men.Sir, you were born before me, and you heard the truth before me.In ancient times, only seniors who were highly respected and knowledgeable were qualified to be called "Mr." This is a respectful title for people with certain status and status.

"I have admired Mr. He Nian's name for a long time, but I never got to meet him. Today I saw Mr. He Nian. He is indeed extraordinary. It is really a blessing in my life to see Mr. He Nian's demeanor."

Seeing Yan Nian going out, the first provincial official in the line immediately lifted the sleeves of his official uniform to reveal the folding fan in his hand, and greeted him immediately, bowing his waist as if meeting a senior officer, and said compliments in his mouth.

This is so greasy.
Zhu Ping'an got goosebumps when he heard it from behind. Seeing from the back, the official was wearing a blue official uniform, and the official uniform was embroidered with a pattern of white pheasants, indicating that this official was a fifth-rank official.A fifth-rank official, in front of a butler without any rank, was flattering to the point of flattery.

Yan Nian was a bit indifferent at first, but when he caught sight of the fan in the official's hand, Yan Nian's cold expression showed signs of melting, and he twitched his lips and said "You're welcome, you're welcome".

Soon, after the officials skillfully and covertly stuffed several bank notes into Yan Nian's hands, the two became more intimate as if meeting old friends.

The officials passed through smoothly, and were led into Yan's mansion by the servants of Yan's mansion, waiting to be summoned by the elder Yan Ge.

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

The third person also passed smoothly.

Basically, people who come here are well-prepared, the rules are clear, and the pass rate is very high.

After a while, it was Zhu Ping'an's turn.

"I've met Mr. He Nian." Zhu Pingan stepped forward, cupped his hands slightly, and handed over the card.

polite
But not humble.

There is too much difference from the postures of the previous few who almost knelt and licked.

Ok?
Hearing the words, Yan Nian, who was half-closed, moved his eyelids, glanced at Zhu Pingan, and glanced up and down...

No fans!

Still so impolite!
Yan Nian's expression melted by the previous few people turned cold again. You must know that since he became the chief steward of Yan's mansion, except for the old man, few people have seen him and held him disrespectfully.

Where did it come from

nothing will happen
You can't get used to this kind of impoliteness.

Yan Nian lowered his face and did not hang on to Zhu Pingan. He passed Zhu Pingan and saw the fat official behind Zhu Pingan, and saw the fan in his hand.

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

The fat-headed and big-eared official was overjoyed. He glanced at Zhu Pingan complacently, then squeezed Zhu Pingan to the back, bowed his waist and leaned in front of Yan Nian, with a fat face smiling like a flower, "Nian of the Crane It is a great honor to meet you, sir..."

That's being polite.

Yan Nian was very satisfied with the fat official's sense of humor.

The fat official had a very expressive expression. After saying the first sentence, his fat face was filled with expressions of concern and heartache, and he was very sincere, "You are really busy these days. Seeing how hard you are working, the next official was very tired yesterday." I can't bear to disturb you. I didn't expect that today it was you who worked tirelessly to handle our visit. This kind of dedicated spirit is really a model for us. I have mixed feelings. I should learn from Mr. He Nian in the future***** The *** official said, bowed to salute, and secretly stuffed a few silver notes into Yan Nian's sleeve.

Zhu Pingan listened behind and rolled his eyes.

"No way, the master entrusted me with this important task, and I have to carry it hard." Yan Nian said, counting the silver bills in his hand, and his expression melted.

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

See, learn a little... Before the fat official left, he gave Zhu Pingan a proud look.

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

"Mr. He Nian, please be kind, and my subordinate Zhu Ping'an pays homage to Mr. 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 fans were shut out yesterday, didn't they also learn to behave!

Yan Nian seemed not to hear Zhu Ping'an's words, and glanced at Zhu Ping'an with drooping eyes. After Zhu Ping'an repeated it, he accepted the greeting card from Zhu Ping'an, and waved his hand impatiently, " Alright, go back and wait for the news."

In this way, Zhu Ping'an was dismissed without any intention of letting Zhu Ping'an in.

You can see what it means at a glance.

"Please come back."

After Yan Nian said this, two guards came to the gate of Yan's mansion, with fleshy faces, one left and one right sandwiched over, "please" Zhu Pingan to leave.A posture that if you don't leave, we will do it.

Zhu Pingan twitched the corners of his mouth, didn't say anything, shook his head slightly, and retreated knowingly.

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

Isn't it just a little sixth grade!
I have seen a lot of third-grade and fourth-grade...
"Remember it from now on, don't let everyone in and line up! Not all dogs and cats can enter our Yan Mansion."

Not only that, Yan Nian also reprimanded the guards in front of Yan's mansion in front of everyone.

The people in line said yes one after another, echoed for a while, and burst into laughter.

Zhu Pingan, who retreated to the side of the street, paused slightly when he heard the words, turned around and glanced back, swept from Yan Nian to the majestic gate of Yan Mansion, then shook his head with a self-deprecating smile, turned around and strode into the street.

Just as Zhu Ping'an disappeared around the corner, a sedan chair carried by eight people on West Chang'an Avenue slowly approached from the direction of Xiyuan...

(End of this chapter)