Xing Shu bowed respectfully towards the Funing Hall, then stood up and accepted the imperial edict granting him the post.

His eldest son, Xing Jushi, immediately stepped forward to congratulate him: "Congratulations, sir, I finally won another treasury position!"

Xing Shu stroked his beard and nodded.

In the first year of Yuanfeng, he was appreciated by Wu Chong, the prime minister at the time. Wu Chong recommended him to the late emperor, participated in the imperial examination of that year, and was awarded the title of collation.

Unfortunately, the good times did not last long, and Wu Chong was soon dismissed as prime minister.

He also lost his librarianship.

Fortunately, he saw the opportunity quickly and quickly hugged Cai Que's lap, so he was not kicked out of the court like other people promoted by Wu Chong.

Now, after several years, we have obtained another pavilion, and the starting point is Zhiji Xianyuan

This is a post in the Secret Pavilion of the Third Hall, and it is also the starting point for a civil servant to truly become an important minister.

Because this post is usually given to Shangzhou magistrate, transit judge and secondary transit envoy.

How many people can't touch the edge of this professional job in their entire lives!

With excitement, Xing Shu took Yeluju on a trip to Sangjia Wazi again that night.

I have to admit that this new generation of Master Li was indeed trained by the owner of Sangjia Wazi, who spent a lot of money to train him.

Not only is his appearance and figure unparalleled, but he is also proficient in all aspects of music, chess, calligraphy and painting.

She can also sing Beilu's poems.

The Queen of Beilu's Shixiang Ci was sung even more gracefully and movingly.

So, when Yeluju left Wazi in the early morning, although his legs were weak, his eyes were full of reluctance.

Xing Shu was very familiar with Yeluju's demeanor.

Many scholars who came to Beijing to take the exam looked like this when they fell into Wenwen Township.

"How comfortable are you, your noble envoy?" Xing Shu asked softly.

Yeluju sighed and said, "Thank you so much for your hospitality. I have spent a lot of money on you these past two days!"

"It doesn't matter!" Xing Shu said lightly: "It's just a mere expense, nothing worth mentioning!"

Yeluju's eyes widened and he asked, "Your Majesty, I've probably spent hundreds of dollars just entertaining a certain family in the past two days, right?"

Xing Shu nodded: "About five or six hundred guans."

Although Yeluju had already known that the Southern Dynasties were rich, especially the Southern Dynasty scholar-bureaucrats, there was a legend that they spent money like rain.

His forgivable demeanor still made him somewhat vulnerable.

Five or six hundred strings?

It is almost 30% of his annual salary and total rewards.

Are all the officials in the Southern Dynasty so rich?

So, I couldn't help but ask: "Is this a huge sum of money?"

Xing Shu said calmly: "It's a trivial matter, not worth mentioning."

"Back then, Master Wen hosted a banquet in the snow in Chengdu, and spent almost this much money on one meal!"

Yeluju coughed violently.

The Southern Dynasties were so terrifying!

So, he couldn't help but want to ask for advice: "May I ask, how much is the normal salary for a noble official per year?"

Xing Shu looked at Yeluju and said leisurely: "It's okay! In terms of salary, according to the Yuanfeng system and the Jiayoulu Order, I will send you a monthly salary of 30,000, and in addition there will be cloth rations for the four seasons. I can only

Just trying to survive!"

Yeluju swallowed as he listened.

Thirty thousand? He calculated in his mind that it was about thirty-nine guan, and the annual salary was about 480 guan.

It is equivalent to half of his annual salary in the north.

But the problem is, he is already a military governor!

"In addition, I am still a member of Zhongshushe. According to the regulations, I also have a job salary, which is about 32,000 per month..."

Yeluju's eyes widened, he had almost caught up with him in terms of income.

"I also have a post at Zhiji Xianyuan. According to the system, I can receive an additional payment of ten guan per month!"

Yeluju's breathing began to quicken.

Xing Shu had been observing Yeluju carefully. When he noticed that Yeluju's mentality was completely unbalanced, he took advantage of the situation and launched a real killing move.

"However, for the food and drink that I and your envoy spent in this tile house for the past two days, I actually didn't pay a single copper!"

"Then where did your money come from?"

Xing Shu smiled mysteriously and replied: "Mr. Minister, I have money!"

"Our dynasty has a system. Not only do officials have their own official money for entertaining guests, but each government office also has official money that belongs to the government for entertaining guests..."

"My expenses for the past two days were all paid by the minister who left Dutingyi!"

Yeluju's thoughts were completely aroused by Xing Shu's words.

The treatment of officials in the Southern Dynasties was so generous?!

He took a deep breath and asked, "Aren't you afraid of being investigated?"

"Check?" Xing Shu smiled contemptuously: "Who checked?"

"The official money of each government office is originally the money promised by the imperial court to the scholar-bureaucrats for banquets and entertaining friends. I told them that all the money is used for banquets. Who can do anything to me?"

This is a bit exaggerated.

There are actually systems and regulations for the use of ministerial money.

You can't use it casually. Generally, you have to write a text before you can withdraw it.

During the Qingli period, Teng Zijing was relegated to Baling because he was caught misappropriating the minister's money.

Since the Xining period, the civil servants and officials who have been troubled by ministers' money have also been driven by money.

However, there is no need to talk to Yeluju about these things.

As Yeluju listened, the poisonous snake in his heart soared crazily.

"I am a dignified envoy of the Liao Dynasty, and I earn a salary every year, but I am not as good as a court minister in the Southern Dynasty!"

At this time, Yeluju selectively forgot that Xingshu was a scholar who passed the examination of Fenglang.

"Not only that, they also have ministerial money and can spend it as they please."

What about him?

The salary is not as good as that of a minor official in the Southern Dynasty, and the treatment is also far inferior.

At this moment, Yeluju felt that he had been let down.

Daliao failed him!

Of course, Yeluju could only complain and be dissatisfied in his heart.

Because he is helpless about the current situation.

Since the reforms of Empress Dowager Chengtian, no one in Daliao could challenge the emperor.

Because, the power of the Holy Sect has overwhelmingly crushed other factions.

Xing Shu looked at Yeluju's appearance and nodded in his heart.

His rich experience told him that this Liao man had been shaken.

So Xing Shu struck while the iron was hot and asked, "Where is your envoy?"

"I have heard that there are Youyan, Bohai, and grasslands in Daliao... and there are countless subjects."

"Given the status and rank of the noble envoy in Daliao, he can earn tens of thousands of gold coins per year, so he should have it, right?"

"Ten thousand guan?" Yeluju's eyes widened: "I don't even have 10,000 guan iron money!"

The exchange ratio between iron coins and copper coins in the North is roughly around 5:1 to 7:1.

"Ah?" Xing Shu looked in disbelief, then sighed and said: "The dignified Jiedu Envoy didn't even earn ten thousand guan of iron money in one year? Did Liao treat his ministers too harshly?"

Yeluju sighed.

He remembered the goods that the palace concubines had asked him to purchase before coming here.

According to a rough calculation, the value has reached more than 180,000 yuan.

The emperor waved his hand and approved everything.

As a result, he became even more unbalanced.

Xingshu smiled and stopped talking.
To be continued...