Chapter 82 Released
On this day, Xie Cijing, the lecturer of the Hanlin Academy, requested to be transferred to another post.
The lecturer in the Hanlin Academy was originally of the sixth rank. There is a saying that only Hanlin can enter the cabinet. The Hanlin Academy is the most noble and one also needs to have experience.
Therefore, within three years, Xie Cijing was promoted from the sixth-rank editor awarded by the top scholar to the sixth-rank lecturer in the Hanlin Academy.
Generally speaking, those who have background and connections and are sent outside the Hanlin Academy to gain experience can at least be promoted two levels directly.
After completing three years of service, Su Jun was noticed by the Dali Temple Minister and transferred to the Dali Temple as the fifth-rank Right Temple Secretary. Due to his outstanding abilities and favorable background, he was promoted to the fourth-rank Dali Temple Shaoqing within three years.
Xie Cijing's original official career was also planned. He would first spend three years in the Hanlin Academy, then be transferred to one of the six ministries as a fifth-rank doctor, and later be transferred to a local area as a prefect. Only after taking charge of a region could he be independent.
Being sent to a remote post would certainly help him get promoted faster, and he was not afraid of not being able to be transferred back to the capital, but his original idea was to serve as an official in the capital for a few years first, and then apply to His Majesty for a remote post when his child with Zhenzhen reached the age of enlightenment.
But in the end it is all just an illusion.
He still remembered Zhenzhen once said that her ideal of a peaceful and prosperous world was one where the people had food to eat in the morning and clothes to wear in the evening, and the world was at peace.
Since I am destined not to be with her, doesn't it make sense to fight for her ideals?
He desperately needed to find common ground with Zhenzhen, otherwise what was the point in living?
In addition, Xie Cijing had to admit that as their wedding date was getting closer, he didn't want to stay in the capital at all.
Officials in the capital are one rank higher than local officials. Thanks to his teacher Su Qiyang and His Majesty's guilt, Xie Cijing was demoted to the rank of Hejian prefect, a fourth-rank official.
Hejian Prefecture is a superior prefecture, prosperous and with a fiscal surplus all year round. It is an excellent place to visit.
Who can say that he doesn’t have a bright future in his official career?
In the eyes of outsiders, a career in officialdom is far more important than love. If Xie Cijing had not met Su Zhenzhen, he would have thought the same.
But once you have seen the sea, all other waters are but puddles; once you have seen Mount Wu, all other mountains are but mounds.
Before leaving, he met with His Royal Highness the Prince of Yan.
Prince Yan's Mansion.
Looking at the man opposite him with clear features, handsome and gentle complexion and fair skin, Rong Jinchen had a blank expression on his face.
Subconsciously comparing their skin conditions, Rong Jinchen looked indifferent, and secretly criticized Xie Cijing for being a gigolo. Why did a grown man have such a pale complexion?
On second thought, he was also very fair when he was in the capital, but he got tanned at the border, and his skin color has always been wheat-colored. Once he asked Gu Heng to find some beauty and skin care recipes, he would be able to recover soon.
Oh, and there’s also father’s golden blood swallow.
Rong Jinchen doesn't want to see the tragedy of his appearance being surpassed by Xie Cijing because he doesn't take care of himself.
"What do you want from me?" He spoke in a light tone, his eyes were deep, and he was unconsciously on guard when meeting a love rival.
Xie Cijing raised the corners of his lips slightly, with a smile in his eyes, "Your Highness Prince Yan, you finally can't pretend anymore? Are you afraid that your appearance can't compare to mine?" Last time, his attention was not on Rong Jinchen at all. It was Zhenzhen, not Rong Jinchen, who made him leave in disappointment.
Even though the truth was that the man in front of her had used the imperial power to steal her love, he had achieved what Xie Cijing had never imagined, that they would be together for the rest of their lives.
This was also Zhenzhen's choice, and Xie Cijing accepted it.
But he still felt disgusted, disgusted with the man in front of him, and even wondered, if he hadn't appeared, would he be about to marry Zhenzhen now?
Rong Jinchen was slightly stunned, frowning, and ignored him, thinking he was just a defeated general.
Xie Cijing was dressed in red, and his fair skin made him look more handsome and cool, with a cold temperament. "Your Highness Prince Yan, you have to take good care of yourself. Your beauty will fade with time. I would like to remind you that Miss Su loves beauty the most." Even though he really wanted to call her Zhenzhen in front of Rong Jinchen, he couldn't do it in the end.
He couldn't help but recall the scene of their first meeting.
The spring sun was shining brightly, the peach blossoms were in full bloom, and Xie Cijing was waiting in the back garden of the Su Mansion for Su Yu to come back and get something.
I am enjoying the beautiful spring scenery of various rare and precious plants and falling petals.
The cute little Su Zhenzhen is only three years old. She looks like a white and chubby glutinous rice dumpling. She has two buns on her head and wears a pink dress embroidered with crabapple flowers. She is so sweet and cute.
She rushed over and hugged his waist, her clear and sweet baby voice as sweet as a lark, and she was very excited, "Second brother, where are Zhenzhen's candied haws~" Because Xie Cijing and Su Yu were of similar age and height, and they were wearing clothes of similar colors and styles today, and his back was facing Su Zhenzhen, it was not surprising that he mistook her for someone else.
Little Su Zhenzhen was wondering why her second brother didn't turn around. She thought the candied haws were hidden in his hand. She said in a soft voice, "Second brother! Give me the candied haws, and Zhenzhen can kiss you."
She is only three years old now, and her second brother is only eight years old. Although boys and girls are not allowed to sit at the same table after the age of seven, they can do it secretly.
Her second brother couldn't resist her coquettishness and always wanted to secretly kiss her chubby little face.
She climbed up onto Xie Cijing's body with her short legs and clung to him like a koala, "Brother, I want candied haws. Zhenzhen kissed you on her own initiative and you're still acting like this. I'll be unhappy later, hum." Her little hand touched his arm, trying to pull him forward, her mouth pouting as if it could hold an oil bottle.
At this moment, she saw Su Yu coming in from the Aquarius-shaped moon-shaped door. She was stunned and her face turned red.
Her second brother is there, so who is she hanging on to now?
Su Yu widened his eyes. What was his sister doing?
Xie Cijing's red lips and white teeth had a slightly rosy cheek at this time. Although little Su Zhenzhen was only three years old, she was chubby and quite heavy.
If Su Yu and Xie Cijing had not both practiced martial arts, the eight-year-old boy would have been crushed by her.
She said a little embarrassedly: "Little brother, can you put Zhenzhen down? I recognized the wrong brother." She looked at Su Yu with a whimper, "Stupid second brother, hurry up and pick me up." She didn't want to come down by herself.
Su Yu approached, hugged Su Zhenzhen, put her down, and then introduced them to them, "Xie Cijing, this is my sister Su Zhenzhen. Zhenzhen, this is my brother's classmate Xie Cijing. You can call him Brother Xie."
Su Zhenzhen looked at Xie Cijing, who looked like a little gentleman, and her eyes lit up. "Brother Ci, you are very handsome, fair and tender, much whiter than my second brother, and handsome." Then Su Yu rubbed her head fiercely, "Bad girl, how can you be so mean to your second brother?"
Xie Cijing was in a daze at this moment, looking at the lovely Su Zhenzhen. His cheeks blushed, "Thank you, Sister Zhenzhen, you are also very... very beautiful..." He wanted to marry her.
Suddenly, there was a sharp sound of breaking through the air. Xie Cijing narrowly avoided the punch due to his conditioned reflex from years of martial arts training.
Rong Jinchen couldn't bear it any longer. Did Xie Cijing think he was dead? He openly showed that expression of reminiscing about the past in front of him, and his smile was so annoying.
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