Zhang Dekai, sitting at the top of the table, asked directly, "do you know the boy named Gu Zheng? I heard you have a good relationship with him?"

Wang ji'en answered honestly: "yes, the apprentice and he are fellow neighbors. When grandma was still alive, we were only one street away."

Hearing Wang Jien's answer, Zhang Dekai nodded and continued to ask, "is he literate?"

Wang Jien hesitated: "when we were outside, our relationship could only be said to be understanding. When the disciple was in the palace, he supported each other because of his hometown."

"I don't know much about my earlier skills."

When he got the answer, Zhang De couldn't open it, but he said a few more words: "the boy's fortune is good. He was assigned to the Imperial Academy."

"If you have contacts with him, come and go often. I remember his warden is still arranged in the outer bedroom of our Funing palace."

"In this way, you are divided into one place. If you hear any unusual news on weekdays, you should tell your master me more."

"This is your boy's chance."

Speaking of this, Zhang Dekai sighed and looked at Wang Jien with some complexity: "you brother chose the opposite way to you."

"There's a long way to go, but if you come out, it's a road to heaven."

"It's different from people like you and me who chose the way of near service."

Wang Jien, who did not understand the deep meaning of Zhang Dekai's words, was only smart and capable as a child.

He didn't understand, but it didn't prevent him from smiling and waiting around Zhang Dekai. Until his master waved him to leave, Wang Jien restrained the smile on his face in the dark and returned to his bedroom with some worry.

That night, Wang ji'en didn't sleep well. After he got up early, he found the place Zhang Dekai told him and hurried to see this little brother with unknown future because he left early.

Who knows, when he just passed through a corner gate and turned to the courtyard of Gu Zheng's bedroom, he saw the following scene.

In this small courtyard, there are full of waiters.

An old man with white hair and beard was reading the contents of a book on a yellow label.

Wang Jien, who has just been trained, knows that this is something closely related to their little yellow gate, promotion and transfer.

After the chief Chamberlain has read out, this paper will be attached to the resume of the promoted person for the personnel of the inner East Gate Department who pays salaries in the palace.

I don't know who is in the courtyard. With such good luck, he was promoted to a higher position. If he met him, he could be happy.

Wang ji'en was thinking about it. The Chamberlain said to one of them, "who is Gu Zheng? Press a handprint on this bookmark, and our handover will be completed."

"I can take this bookmark and go back to work."

Gu Zheng, who was mentioned, stepped out in the envious eyes of the three roommates, bowed his hands to the current internal official and thanked: "the boy is Gu Zheng. I don't know where to sign?"

The officer in the middle was even more surprised. Isn't he a newcomer on duty at this age? The rise is really fast!

However, it was not obvious in the face of the internal official. Instead, he walked through the process with Gu Zheng with a smile. He was quite kind to his younger generation and encouraged several times. After receiving a string of money stuffed by Gu Zheng into his cuff, he went back with a bookmark to reply to his life with satisfaction.

When people left, there was an instant of noise in the small yard.

These old people working in Funing palace have never seen such a promotion speed.

On the second day of construction, I directly mentioned the first-class xiaohuangmen. Even the emperor's own son, kekekeke, didn't come so fast.

But the boy next to him was still like a little adult. He calmly asked the three roommates next to him to pinch his face.

"Hello! Your boy is on duty at night and wants a treat, you know?"

"Yes, smelly boy, you have got the luck of our brother."

But Gu Zheng was clever and smiled at the three people opposite. He agreed very happily.

Just when these people were happy, Wang Jien's voice sounded at the gate of the hospital: "Gu Zheng?"

Gu Zheng turned his head and waved to the little friend he hadn't seen in a few days.

Seeing Gu Zheng's friends, the three people in the same room were knowledgeable. After repeatedly confirming the time of the treat, they went back to the bedroom and left the yard to Gu Zheng and his little friends.

"How did you come?" Gu Zheng smiled happily, but Wang Jien was a little more complicated.

He returned with some bad taste: "my master told me that you were also assigned to stay here. I wanted to come and see how you were doing and what you needed."

"When I looked at it today, I found that you had a good life without me."

Hearing the acidity in Wang Jien's words, Gu Zheng's smile was more sincere: "how is it possible? I still think I'll come to you in two days when I get familiar with the duty over there."

"You don't know. I'm the only one on duty in that place. I'm responsible for all the work."

"Our saint, your majesty, is a thrifty man. He doesn't want to add more people in redundant places. That's why he mentioned it so quickly."

Hearing Gu Zheng's words, Wang Jien felt better. His sadness that had been overtaken by his little brother immediately became a worry about his friends. He hurriedly asked, "Why are you the only one on duty? Is it particularly tired? These people really follow the example of the upper and lower levels. They want to curry favor with the emperor, but they actually use people like us as their youngest son."

"If you are too tired, take your time. You have to wear out your body."

Seeing this little partner, he was more concerned than jealous. The smile on Gu Zheng's face was sincere, comforted Wang Jien, and turned around to return to his duty post.

His position has been promoted to a first-class xiaohuangmen. From the salary alone, he has been able to get 500 money.

Not to mention that in addition to money, he can also get cloth, silk, hemp and Lumi stone, which is definitely rich.

In addition to money, those things he can't use on weekdays can be sent to the palace to solve the unsustainable embarrassment after spending all his money at home.

Thanks to the emperor's affection, Gu Zheng can only repay him with good work.

Since the emperor is very concerned about the topographic map of mountains and rivers.

So I'll help him in this regard. It's not too difficult for a child who can understand geographical travel notes and has learned craftsmanship.

After Gu Zheng received the pen, ink, paper and inkstone specially sent by Li Shenfu, Gu Zheng put all his mind on it for the rest of his time.

Many times when Zhao Kuangyin himself came to the middle room alone, he would find this interesting little yellow door, with an extremely serious expression on his face, flipping through the ancient books on the bookshelf and writing and drawing on the grass paper on one side.

Zhao Kuangyin looked interesting. He was not a scholar. He was more helpless to calm down and look at the things in the text.

But since he found that he was sitting in the nave, surrounded by military books and covered with sand tables, and under the dedicated guidance of the children on one side, he thought a lot, and his impetuous heart would gradually subside. After receiving this understanding, he directly moved the memorial documents in his hand and the things he needed to deal with back to the palace to the house that was not open to the outside world.

This big and small, a noble and a humble person, has formed a wonderful combination.

No one said more.

And Gu Zheng was used to not making any noise when he met the emperor.

The tacit understanding between the two people came naturally, but on the most ordinary day, Zhao Kuangyin took the lead in breaking the atmosphere.

"Boy Gu Zheng."

"Yes."

After hearing the call of the leader, Gu Zheng stopped the last stroke drawn on the paper. Once again, he stood with his hands down, waiting for Zhao Kuangyin's next words.

"You said, what would you do if your closest family asked you to make a decision you were extremely reluctant to make in your heart?"

Gu Zheng replied without hesitation: "then I want to see if this decision is harmful to me and to what extent, and then make a choice."

"What's more, if you really care about your family, you won't be forced to make a choice you don't want."

"If you have to? Whether such a family has that sincerity, it's something else to say."

Zhao Kuangyin's words are vague, and Gu Zheng's reply is not clear.

The emperor then asked another question.

"If you are a farmhouse owner, your elder brother has earned a great fortune, while your younger brother is the child most loved by his mother."

"The mother is partial to the younger son and wants the brother to share more interests with the younger brother."

"What if you?"

But Gu Zheng pretended to be ignorant and returned to: "the boy's family is poor. There is no tile on the top and no land under the bottom. There is no unnecessary trouble."

"But I've heard about the situation in the particularly rich Er baozi's house on the next street."

"His mother is also an eccentric and worthless little son."

"These two treasures traveled far and wide, and finally bought a big family business, which made the little brother receive a lot of benefits."

"But the people's heart is always insufficient. One day, when Er baozi has to go out to handle goods, the confused Lao Tzu has to hold Er Baozi and use the reason that his children are still young to hand over the housekeeper's rights to the younger brother when he is away."

"Saint, you can't imagine what happened later."

Speaking of this, Gu Zheng sighed bitterly. This expressionless little adult would react like this, which really aroused Zhao Kuangyin's curiosity.

He then asked, "what happened?"