Rebirth: From being expelled from the imperial court to becoming a high-ranking official

After Qin Yunhe checked the official certificate, he was taken to a duty room by another officer.

The duty room was very spacious and was divided into three rooms.

The officer took him to the room on the east side and bowed to the person inside, saying, "Master Chen, the new Censor Qin has arrived."

Qin Yunhe knew that this was probably a palm seal, so he also bowed and said, "Qin Wen greets you, sir."

Mr. Chen was concentrating on reading the case files. When he heard the voice, he raised his eyes over the tortoise-shell glasses on his nose and looked over. It took him a while to react.

"Oh, Qin Yunhe, right?"

Lord Chen stood up, and Qin Yunhe quickly bowed again: "It is you, my humble servant."

"Very good," Lord Chen patted Qin Yunhe's shoulder and said, "I have seen the cases you handled when you were the magistrate. They were very good."

Lord Chen led Qin Yunhe to the west.

There are several desks in the west room. Each desk is far away from the others, and there is a person behind each desk.

Mr. Chen pointed to a desk and said, "You will work here in the future."

"Yes, my lord."

Several other people behind the desks looked over, and one of them asked, "Master Seal, is this the new colleague?"

"Yes, this is Qin Yunhe, everyone meet him."

Qin Yunhe bowed again and said, "My name is Qin Wen, my courtesy name is Yunhe. Nice to meet you, my colleagues."

Several people stood up to return the greeting, then gave their names and sat back down.

"You are now a trial censor, and you will be assessed again next year. This year, you should study criminal law knowledge with these seniors, and ask for advice if you don't understand anything."

"Yes, I will study hard. Thank you, Lord Chen, for your advice."

Palm Print patted his shoulder and went back to his room.

Soon a clerk brought the case file to Qin Yunhe for review. It seemed that there was not much difference from his previous job as a prosecutor.

However, Qin Yunhe had already learned that the Censorate had strict requirements on the Censor's familiarity with laws and regulations. After one year of probation, he would have to take a special assessment on criminal law and regulations, and only after passing the assessment could he be appointed as the Censor.

Qin Yunhe had been reviewing case files for the entire day and was so tired that he felt dizzy when he got home. Plus it was a hot day, so he just ate a few bites of food and went to bed.

Now that he has taken up the post, Qin Yunhe thought that he could go to the official building office to apply for an official residence. Then he remembered that Li Chang had said before that he wanted to borrow an official residence from the official building office, so why did he not follow up later?

"...Oh, I went to see the official residence of the Dali Temple before. It was really shabby and small. I was worried that my wife would not be able to get used to it, so I asked Zhang San and Li Si to look for a suitable place to build a house or buy a suitable house."

"Are the official residences of the Dali Temple very shabby?" Qin Yunhe was a little confused. "I remember that the Dali Temple and the Censorate both built their own official residences, which are much better than those of the official residences in the official building?"

"This...is naturally much better than the one in the official building, but..."

Qin Yunhe looked at Li Chang and found his expression indescribable, but after thinking about it, he understood.

Even if the official residence of the Censorate was better than the official residence, it was still far inferior to the Li family residence. In addition, Li Chang's rank was not high, so it was probably not a very good official residence. Li Chang had been living in luxury since he was a child, so naturally he was not used to living there.

"How about building a house with me?"

“I won’t build it.”

Although Qin Yunhe was now well-off, he was still far behind the Li family. Since he already had an official residence, why should he spend money to build a house?

The next day, Qin Yunhe asked Zhuzi to go to the Office of the Censorate to inquire about the matters concerning the borrowing of the official residence.

"…The steward said that there was originally an official residence for the lord, but the censor who was in there had just resigned. He was supposed to move out within three months of resigning. However, the lord was not feeling well and could not move out for the time being, and it was not easy to force him to leave…"

Qin Yunhe sighed softly.

"Forget it. Go check out the official residence at the official building tomorrow."

The official building is located on the west side of the imperial city, some distance away from the Yongnian County Government Office.

The next day, Zhuzi sent Qin Yunhe to the Censorate and drove directly to the official building.

It is said that the job at the Official Building Office is a lucrative one. It is hard to tell whether it is lucrative or not, but the courtyard where the Official Building Office is located is really nice.

Zhuzi spotted a man dressed as a clerk who was sitting outside the courtyard fanning himself with a fan, and said, "Brother, is this the official building where I can borrow the official residence?"

The man looked up and down at the pillar and said, "Yes, do you want to borrow the official residence?"

"Yes, how can I borrow it?"

The man pointed inside with his fan: "Go in and see which door is open, then just ask inside."

Zhuzi's mouth twitched. He had come into contact with many officials, and had seen some who were perfunctory in their work, but those who were so perfunctory were rare.

Zhuzi bowed and said, "Thank you very much."

After entering the courtyard and going around the screen wall, you will see a row of houses with one open on the right.

In the room, a man who was not sure whether he was a manager or something else was lying on a bamboo chair, fanning himself. There was also a man who looked like a clerk sitting at a desk.

As soon as Zhuzi entered, he felt it was cool inside. It turned out that there was a basin of ice on the side.

"Sir, may I ask if the official residence is borrowed from here?"

The one lying down ignored him, and the clerk asked lazily, "What rank is yours, and where do you work?"

"My master is a seventh-rank official in the Censorate."

"The Censorate doesn't borrow official residences here. They have their own official residences."

"I know, but there are no vacancies in the Censorate's official residence right now, so my master has no choice but to come here to borrow one."

The clerk seemed a little impatient: "Register first, and I'll call you when I'm free."

"How long does it usually take to be free?"

The clerk glanced at the man lying on the side and snorted.

"How would I know that?" The clerk pointed to a place on the book and said lazily, "Here, write it yourself."

Zhuzi looked at the clerk's expression, then turned around to look at the man lying there fanning himself, and took out a small piece of silver from his sleeve.

"How can I write? Please register it for me, sir, and please pay more attention." Zhuzi said as he put the silver on the book.

The clerk weighed it and looked at the person lying there: "Hey, I suddenly remembered that an official residence seemed to have been vacant in the past two days. I forgot about it. You are lucky..."

Then he picked up the pen and asked, "What is your master's name? When will he take office? Do you have an official certificate or seal?"

Zhuzi took out his official certificate and showed it to the man.

"Seventh-rank Supervisory Censor, Qin Wen, Qin Yunhe..." The clerk wrote and read: "The official residence has three main rooms and a wing room, and costs two hundred coins a month."

"Can you take a day off tomorrow so that my master can take a look before deciding?"

"casual."