Chapter 429: The power of the three words Marquis Pingjiang

Master Du has been very busy recently.

The clan school reform, expansion, and expansion. As the oldest master of the clan school, he is duty-bound and stands out to set an example, giving the heir Chen Guanfu many useful suggestions.

And, taking this opportunity, he fought for a handyman job in the clan school for his eldest son, which could have an income of thirty taels a year. After getting the news, he hurriedly wrote a letter to his son in his hometown, asking his eldest son to come to the capital before the New Year. If it's late, I'm afraid there will be changes, and the position will be snatched by others.

The Chen clan is 'full of talents', and there are a lot of young people who have nothing to do. An income of thirty taels a year is absolutely an errand that cannot be given up for those who have nothing. Even if it is a handyman, working as a handyman in the clan school is much more decent than other places.

Master Du was afraid that the decent errand he had fought for would be snatched away, so he urged his son very urgently.

He even prepared a sum of silver, and when it really came to fighting for relationships, he would throw the silver to ensure his son's errand.

Chen Guanlou asked curiously: "Master, how much silver are you going to throw to ensure the errand?"

Master Du gestured with his fingers.

Chen Guanlou was shocked and couldn't believe it: "Two hundred taels? You use two hundred taels to ensure an errand of thirty taels a year, are you crazy."

"You don't understand."

Chen Guanlou:...

He really didn't understand.

Just like in his previous life, he didn't understand why some people would spend three or four hundred thousand to buy a job with a monthly salary of three thousand, completely unable to understand.

Chen Guanlou's mouth twitched, unable to bear looking: "It's not a government job, is it worth it?"

"Working in the Marquis's Mansion is almost the same as a government job." Master Du said so.

"Not necessarily, not necessarily at all." Chen Guanlou didn't agree with this statement.

"You are just being hypocritical," Master Du rebuked him bluntly. "You serve in the Heavenly Prison; you tell me yourself, how many times have you invisibly basked in the glory of the Hou Fu, and how many times have you enjoyed the benefits brought by the Hou Fu? And this is only indirect benefit, yet it has already allowed you to be like a fish in water in the Heavenly Prison, with money flowing in. Once my son enters the Hou Fu's clan school, although there isn't much money, the invisible benefits are not something that can be measured by money."

"The clan school has no money!" Chen Guanlou reminded him solemnly.

"But it has dignity, it has face, it has connections and relationships. These things cannot be bought with money. Moreover, with this qualification, no matter which academy you go to in the future to find a job, I imagine it won't be too difficult."

This was exactly the plan Master Du had in mind.

Working in the Hou Fu's clan school for a lifetime is not impossible, but the probability is not that high. One must consider the future a little. In case the Hou Fu doesn't need him one day, and doesn't need his son either, relying on this qualification to seek a job in a local academy, while not as easy as turning over one's hand, is at least relatively easy.

In the capital, no matter what it is, it is always more valuable and more prestigious than in the provinces.

Because in this world, the place with the most knowledge and the most wealth is the capital.

Talented people from all over the world gather in the capital. Anyone who can make a name for themselves in the cultural field of the capital and have a place of their own definitely has real skills. If they go to the provinces, they are top-tier talent.

Master Du has been able to teach in the Hou Fu's clan school for so many years, so he must be a talented person!

This qualification, taken to the provinces, is nothing if not top-tier talent. Letting his son enter the Hou Fu's clan school is, simply put, gilding.

The Chen clansmen are not very sensitive to this invisible benefit, because the Chen family rarely leaves the capital and has few opportunities to experience the true power of the words "Chen family of the capital" and "Marquis Pingjiang clansmen" in the provinces. The stewards of the Hou Fu know it, but they won't take the initiative to say it.

Master Du is an outsider, so he is very clear about the power of the two characters "Chen surname" and very clear about the lethality of the three characters "Marquis Pingjiang." It is truly the case that with his status as a teacher in the Hou Fu's clan school, if he were in a small place, he might even be able to sit on equal footing with the local magistrate and become the most prestigious elder in the area.

He looked at Chen Guanlou, and it was truly a complicated feeling.

"You clearly lack an understanding of the Hou Fu's influence," he complained, then added: "If you have the chance, go walk around in the provinces, and you will know the power of the three characters 'Marquis Pingjiang'; it's even more effective than an official document."

Chen Guanlou:...

It was his own shallow experience.

"I serve in the Heavenly Prison and am busy from the beginning of the year to the end; where would I find the time to go out and walk around?"

The few times he left the capital were all to handle official business. He traveled in a hurry, not daring to delay in the slightest. He had no opportunity to deeply understand the details of the provinces, nor much opportunity to interact with the locals.

However, he did see some scenery and also saw the hardships of the people.

Master Du waved his hand, "In short, I think it is very worth it to spend two hundred taels to secure a job for my son. Of course, it would be best if no money needed to be spent. I hope no one comes to snatch the job that the Young Master has already promised."

He was hoping no one would come to snatch it, while at the same time being prepared for someone to do so. Two-handed preparation to ensure his son's job was foolproof.

Chen Guanlou said, "It's not like being an instructor; it's a mere thirty taels a year, so there shouldn't be many people snatching it."

"Saying you don't understand, you really don't understand. If the Chen clansmen don't snatch it, could it be that outsiders won't snatch it either? The Hou Fu has so many house-born servants who have no jobs, or whose jobs are not decent enough; can they not covet the job in the clan school? Taking the opportunity to work in the clan school to read more books and cultivate one's character, once one has knowledge, it is obviously easier to jump to a higher position. The Hou Fu is more willing to use house-born servants who have read books."

The vast Hou Fu and its vast industries require many people to handle affairs.

The Hou Fu does not lack servants, but it lacks talented servants. In fact, any high-ranking household lacks talented people. Yet, talented people disdain being guest retainers and disdain doing practical work.

Practical work can usually only be handed over to house-born servants or clansmen to handle.

Unfortunately, whether they are house-born servants or clansmen, those with talent are in the minority.

Therefore, Master Du's worry is very reasonable. There must be people snatching the job of odd-jobber in the clan school, and quite a few at that. He can use his connection with the Young Master, and others can use their connections with the Young Master just the same. One has to guard against it. Two hundred taels is his backup plan.

Chen Guanlou pinched his chin; he didn't know much about these things. With his current income, it was impossible for him to take thirty taels to heart, so naturally, he didn't quite understand the importance of this odd-jobber position.

He simply said, "If you don't have enough money, I'll lend it to you. Your son can be considered my junior."

"What junior, nonsense. You must address him as Elder Brother Du, and we shall be treated as peers." Master Du was furious; Chen Guanlou was too cunning, actually taking advantage of him.

Chen Guanlou chuckled, "Master, who is who between you and me? We two are brothers. Your son is naturally my junior."

"Get out, get out, get out! My son is much older than you; if he had married early, he could have had a son as big as you." Master Du waved his hand in extreme disgust. No sense of seniority, taking advantage of him.