"It's easy to make money, but hard to keep it, right? Without power and brains, the money in your pocket could be someone else's the next moment!"
Man: (? ? ?? )
It is uncomfortable to speak against one’s conscience. It is actually not easy to make money (.? ??)?.
Lin Boyu didn’t quite understand. He was still young and didn’t have much experience. He really couldn’t understand why it was so difficult to keep money.
If you hide your money well and spend it slowly, will the money just fly away on its own?
Observation is the best teacher.
The next day, reality taught Lin Boyu a lesson and he understood why.
The officers, soldiers and thugs came over following the smell.
The officers and soldiers did nothing, and the men who were working automatically gave away part of the wealth they had just obtained.
Lin Boyu stared blankly, lost in thought, his eyes following the figures of the group of officers and soldiers, and then he witnessed again that the money he had just received from the dock workers was in the hands of another person in the blink of an eye.
"See? That's our stupid patrol inspector, a lowly ninth-rank official."
The man who had eaten rice noodle rolls at the stall yesterday had just paid and then immediately came over to the stall to have lunch. Seeing that Lin Boyu's eyes were following the officers and soldiers, he didn't bother to order and immediately put on the manner of a teacher to explain to the child.
"From the ninth rank?!" Lin Boyu muttered to himself.
He did not receive formal education, as his father took care of all his studies. He did not know much about official positions.
I only know that official positions are divided into nine ranks and eighteen levels, and the ninth rank is the eighteenth level in the eighteen-level official system, and it is the lowest level.
"Yes, from the ninth rank." The man's tone was full of envy. "That only a person of great learning can be qualified for. It's not something that ordinary people like us can hope for."
Seeing Lin Boyu's confused look, the man's mentality of showing off his knowledge reached its peak:
"If you want to become an official, there are generally four ways to achieve it. The first is the imperial examination we are all familiar with; the second is self-recommendation by scholars; the third is the subsidy system implemented to take care of the children of high-ranking officials; and the last one is to buy money in special circumstances. Do you understand?"
Lin Boyu's eyes widened when he heard this. Apart from the imperial examination, he had never heard of the other three.
"Let's not talk about the first one. We are unsophisticated people who can't even read a few words. If we want to learn, we need money to support it, right? So we definitely don't have a chance, right?"
Ordinary people are lucky enough to fill their stomachs with just the one and a half mu of land at home, so how can they have any extra income?
I usually don’t have enough money to buy something for my home.
Families like theirs, with strong male members and some connections, can also do odd jobs at the dock to earn some extra income, which is considered the best in the eyes of most families.
"The second rule is similar to the first. Besides knowledge and ability, you also need connections. Otherwise, you won't even be able to find a way to recommend yourself."
Of course, most people who choose the second path do so because they are unable to start with the imperial examination.
They may have physical or physical defects; or they may have failed the imperial examinations; or they may have special talents but were unable to display them in the imperial examinations, and so on.
But no matter what the reason is, it is a must.
"The third point is out of the question. If someone in our family was an official, we wouldn't be eating at a street stall here."
At this point, the man realized that the rice noodle roll in front of him had gone cold, so he immediately picked up the rice noodle roll, chewed it, and swallowed it.
I choked because I swallowed too quickly.
Seeing how miserable he looked, Lin Boyu stood up, walked to the pot, scooped a bowl of rice soup and handed it to him.
The man took it and swallowed it with big gulps. When he put the bowl down, he said to Lin Boyu:
"There's not a single grain of rice in this rice porridge, you can't take my money!"
In addition to selling rice rolls, the stall also sells white porridge, and the rice soup is the water for the white porridge.
"I'll buy you a drink."
"Little brother, you are so brave." The man patted his shoulder and whispered.
The man knew that Lin Boyu was a relative of the stall owner, and thought that he was a child living under someone else's roof. He was afraid that he would be scolded by the stall owner for giving away a bowl of rice porridge, so he spoke in a much lower voice.
Lin Boyu had no idea of the man's "good intentions". After he finished drinking the rice porridge, he urged him to continue the topic he had not finished.
The man wasn't the least bit impatient at being urged; he was even delighted. This feeling of being needed, of having eyes focused on him, was truly captivating. He couldn't wait to pour out all his secrets for the boy in front of him.
"Where were we just now?"
"That's it for the third one."
"Oh, yes, let's talk about the fourth one." The man immediately recalled what he had just said and continued, "The fourth one is nothing more than having a lot of money and buying it. However, this situation is rare. Unless the court has major changes, there is no shortage of officials, and the treasury is sufficient, buying an official position will basically not occur. And even if it is really possible to buy an official position, regardless of the level of education, you still need to be able to read and write."
Lin Boyu frowned: "But, does this have anything to do with 'it's easy to make money, but hard to keep it'?"
"Of course it doesn't matter, it matters a lot!" the man shouted excitedly.
Lin Boyu still didn't understand.
"Just like your family's money, no matter how much you earn, as long as you're not married and haven't divided the family, that money belongs to your parents. If you want to keep it, can you refuse to give it to them at the drop of a hat?"
"No." Lin Boyu answered honestly.
Disobeying parents is a serious crime, unless he doesn't want to live with them anymore.
I just had a falling out with my parents, and because of this crime, I almost have no place to live in my hometown.
"That's it. No matter how much money you have, you still have to give it to your father, and your father has to give it to your grandfather. Isn't this very similar to the scene you just saw?!"
"Yeah, it looks like it." Lin Boyu said depressedly.
"Kid, a higher rank can crush a lower rank. If you want to protect what you have, you must be strong enough. We poor people have no money or property, so no one cares about us. But one day, when you become rich, more people will care about you. If you are still an ordinary person at this time, then you will not only have to deal with the calculations of people of the same status as you every day, but also face pressure from those who are higher than you."
Then, his tone changed: "But when you are in a high position, the people below don't dare to touch anything you have. Even if the people above you want something from you, they will think twice before taking action."
Lin Boyu was thoughtful after hearing this, and then he said admiringly: "Uncle, you really know a lot."
"No, no." The man was very satisfied in his heart, but he explained modestly: "I have lived long enough, so I know a lot."
"The more you know, the more you want..."
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