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Chapter 80 The Holy Face (1)

After passing through Qili and crossing the long street of the arsenal, the majestic and magnificent Weiyang Palace appeared in front of you.

This was the first time Zhang Yueshang witnessed the royal palaces in BC.

Staring at the magnificent palace, he couldn't help but feel a little confused.

Even in later generations, he was used to seeing skyscrapers and faced the Han palace, and still felt shocked and surprised.

The palace is dozens of feet high, almost comparable to the buildings of later generations.

There is also a magnificent palace standing in the clouds.

That is the Xuanshi Hall that uses the soil from Longshou Mountain to pile up with a pile of light.

What's even more exaggerated is that there is a faint sound of pleasant wind chimes in the palace, which are coming one after another and coming into my ears.

God knows how many groups of wind chimes have been hung in this Weiyang Palace!

A big drum stands tall under the palace.

That is the famous Dengwengu.

Legend has it that when Tiying saved her father, she beat this drum, and then Emperor Taizong came out of Weiyang Palace and personally accepted Tiying's complaint.

As a result, the legal system of the Han Dynasty was completely changed.

Since then, corporal punishment has gradually been abolished and whipping has become popular.

Looking at the city gate from afar, you can see air-dried heads hanging above the city gate.

Those were the rebels of the Korean Wei Ni, the Southern Yue Lu Ni, the Min Yue Luo Ni, the Southwest Yi Yi and the rebels of the Xiongnu nobles.

These leaders of the barbarians who were once called lonely and widowed, or the leaders of the local separatist forces in Xia, have now become the best proof of the Han Empire's boasting and promoting their own martial arts honors to the world.

The convoy continued to move forward, but the speed began to slow down.

There are more and more levels on the road.

There are also more and more soldiers.

Finally, under the city gate, the convoy stopped in front of a building complex.

Gongsun Yi took the flag and walked to the door of the bus office in front of him, and talked to the people inside the door for a few words. Then two minor officials walked out of the door and followed Gongsun Yi to Zhang Yue.

"I will leave it to you..." Gongsun said: "Help him get the palace registration as soon as possible, and Your Majesty may summon him at any time!"

"No!" The two minor officials nodded immediately: "The order has been ordered long ago. As soon as Mr. Zhang arrived, he immediately began to prepare for talisman making!"

Gongsun Yi said to Zhang Yue again: "Nephew, please wait at the Gongche Office for now. I will go to Jianzhang Palace to report my life, and then come to reminisce about the past with my nephew..."

"I'm sorry uncle!" Zhang Yue said immediately.

The two minor officials said to Zhang Yue with a plea: "Zhang Xiucai, please follow the villains..."

Zhang Yue got off the car and followed the two minor officials into the public charity office.

As soon as I entered the bus office, dozens of gazes were betting on Zhang Yue from each room.

These people are naturally basically scholars, filial, virtuous, and honest people recommended by the local government.

"A newcomer is here... quite young..." Countless people whispered: "Do you want to bet? How long will this boy get the chance to meet the saint?"

"All compensations are five per month, three per month, and one per year, who will open the market?"

"This idea is good..." Someone responded immediately.

There is no way, the life of the Public Vehicle Department of the Attendance Bureau is the most painful and difficult.

Countless seniors have wasted years here.

Gongsun Hong, the former husband of Pingjin, had been wasting his public car office for several years before he got a chance to go on a mission to the Huns.

The famous minister Zhu Maichen almost starved to death here.

But they all went on to prominence and became prominent for a lifetime.

This undoubtedly inspired countless latecomers.

However, it is not enough to just have role models to motivate. You have to learn to find some entertainment for yourself in this boring waiting time.

Therefore, every time a newcomer comes, he starts to play and bet on how long he can get the chance to face the saint, which becomes a fun for not many of these people.

Under the guidance of the two minor officials, Zhang Yue continued to move forward in the public vehicle office.

This surprised these bystanders.

When did the arrogant official of the Public Vehicle Department look so down?

What surprised them even more was that even in the past, he had been staying in the official office of the Public Vehicle Department and was busy cultivating immortals, Wang An and the Public Vehicle Department Supervisor Lu Lin attended the entrance of the official office.

When they saw this young and indifferent newcomer, their expressions seemed to be like seeing their master's husky, and they almost stuck out their tongues to lick each other's thighs.

"Who is he?" someone asked in surprise.

Everyone looked at me, but I looked at you, but they didn't know it.

But one thing is confirmed, I am afraid that this person will get the chance to meet the saint immediately.

Everyone's heart was suddenly sour.

How talented do they learn? Which one is not a well-known local?

In their respective hometowns, they have a high status. In the past, nostrils were not elites who claimed to be national talents.

But when I arrived in Chang'an and entered the Public Vehicle Bureau, I realized that I was insignificant.

Many people waited for half a year or even a year before waiting for a chance to meet the saint.

However, this opportunity passed by in a flash.

Some people have even waited in this bus office for five or six years, and have been in the face of the Saint four or five times.

As a result, the Public Vehicles Office was still subject to the imperial edict.

The dream of the original idea of ​​"one word" is shocking the world, and the one book is worshipped by the government and the other is already broken.

Now, most people just want the court to give an official position quickly and leave Chang'an quickly.

Because, this is a monster house.

The so-called elites are everywhere like weeds here.

Talent and knowledge and articles are no longer the pride they can be self-reliant.

If you don’t have the talent to do the facts, or if you are lucky enough to be appreciated by noble people, you can only live here and wait for death.

However, now, that young man may be on the path they had dreamed of in the past.

Who is not envious, jealous and hateful?

……………………

"Zhang Xiucai... I am the Public Vehicle Department Order Wang An..."

"I am Lu Lin, the head of the Public Vehicle Department..."

"Your palace bamboo talisman is already being made. Please wait for a moment and have some refreshments in the yamen..."

Even Zhang Yue looked at the two Han ministers who appeared in front of him in surprise.

Where is this minister?

It's almost the same as a Husky.

Their flattering expression made Zhang Yue guess his status and value - at least higher than these two 800-stone officials who were in charge of the Public Vehicle Bureau.

This is the 800 stones in the center. If it is released, it will be at least the head of the prefectures and counties. The city can even be a county magistrate or a governor.

So, my status is equivalent to that of a giant in local prefectures and counties?

This made Zhang Yue both a little fluttery and a little alert.

He knew very well that his current position was actually not solid at all.

Just have a good impression in front of today.

If you want to consolidate or even stabilize or even improve your status and character, then the next journey to the face of the Saint is crucial.

As long as you feel comfortable, everything will be easy to say.

on the contrary……

The current flatterer may change his face at any time.

Zhang Yue, who has been in the agency for a long time, has a clear understanding of this.

"It's you..." Zhang Yue picked out an article from the back-reflected Han Book.
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