Chapter 33: Keep your feet on the ground and be honest
It was only the beginning of October, but snowflakes had already begun to fall here in Tai'an City. They were flying and dancing with the wind. Zhang Qingyun lifted the curtains on the car, stretched out her hand, and watched The snowflakes fell into my hands, but they turned into water stains in an instant.
The cold wind blew in through the window and hit his face, stinging slightly, but it also made Zhang Qingyun feel that his mind was clearer.
These days, she has been staying in the huge underground building complex of Zhiqiuyuan, reading the information collected from everywhere every day.
Qian Jia is right. The things you can come into contact with when you stay in the Statistical Analysis Department are indeed very wide.
The intelligence gathered was very messy. From what orders the Marshal's Mansion issued today, which troops mobilized defense areas, to the price changes of goods on the market, it could be called almost all-encompassing.
What surprised Zhang Qingyun was that the information actually included the romantic affairs of some people. Some people seemed to be enemies but had a very close relationship in private.
The intelligence is not only within the sphere of influence of the Qin people outside the pass, but also includes all the Yi tribes. There is also quite a lot of information from Beiyuan, but there is very little information within the pass.
It can be seen that Zhiqiuyuan now focuses more on the land outside the pass and Beiyuan.
After all, these places are now closely related to Tai'an City.
No matter what changes occur in these places, Tai'an City will inevitably be affected.
Zhang Qingyun was appointed as the deputy director of the Statistical Analysis Department. The director of the Statistical Analysis Department was an old man with a goatee, taciturn, and showed no emotional changes to Zhang Qingyun's arrival.
It seems that Zhang Qingyun is just an ordinary member of several deputy directors
There are dozens of analysts under the Statistical Analysis Department, each of whom is responsible for some specific things. Synthesize, refine, and write your own conclusions based on relevant information and submit it to your superiors.
The department that Zhang Qingyun, the deputy director, was in charge of was almost the same as when she followed her father. All the information was basically related to money.
The truth behind these changes is extracted from the flow of money, bulk goods, price changes and demand changes in various places on the market.
Zhang Qingyun is no stranger to these.
Behind those boring accounts, the truth of everything is often hidden.
It just needs someone who is willing to dig it out.
The seven or eight intelligence analysts under him are all quite smart and capable. At least, they are smarter than the directors in the Household Department where my father worked at that time.
Of course, maybe those in charge are not unsmart, but just pretending to be confused.
After reading the summaries of those intelligence analysts, Zhang Qingyun immediately put away her contempt because she discovered that even if she did it herself, she would never be able to do it better than those people. better.
She became more careful.
No one who does these jobs can be easily dealt with. Maybe there is some trap hidden in the information they submitted. If you fall into it without noticing, you will not only offend them. Jokes will make them look down on themselves.
On the contrary, if I can catch the worms from their things, my majesty as the deputy director can be truly reflected.
Majesty and power must sometimes be earned by oneself.
And in this place, it is even more so.
From the vast and disorganized information, only by finding influential information that others cannot find can truly establish authority.
Qian A and Zhou Yi must have come out like this back then.
Zhang Qingyun is like a little bee, working conscientiously. Don’t think about any particularly outstanding actions for the time being. When he doesn’t fully understand the background outside the customs, the consequences of doing so, Most of the time it's not about excelling, but making a fool of yourself.
Any intelligence cannot be divorced from local reality, realistic background, or even human relationships. Only by embedding intelligence into these things and considering them comprehensively can we get a glimpse of the truth behind it.
This kind of workload is not big at all for Zhang Qingyun, and it is even very easy.
In addition to doing her job step by step, she devoted all the remaining time to reading the past materials in the archives.
After a period of time like this, Zhang Qingyun unexpectedly saw some appreciation in the expressionless eyes of the director. This little difference in his eyes, But it made that face come alive.
I was reading some information about Bei Yuan in the archives today. I had just figured out the power structure of the Bei Yuan court today, and the director sent someone over, saying that someone was looking for him.
If you can name the person who wants to see you in Zhiqiuyuan, you will know who it is without asking.
It has been almost a month, has Li Dachui finally remembered that he still exists?
The layout of the East City, West City, and North City of Tai'an City is similar. They are all uniformly planned and built houses with the same style. The horizontal and vertical streets turn the city into districts. The first impression you get when entering these places in Tai'an City is that they are clean and simple.
Emerging cities are always refreshing.
Taian City developed in these twenty years or so.
From the time it started to be heavily constructed, it showed a completely different style from other cities in Daqin.
He is the only one.
But now, the carriage walking on the streets of Nancheng has a different feeling.
You don’t see that neatness here anymore.
The road is also wide, but the houses on both sides have different styles. Each house doesn't look big from the outside, but it has a different shape.
Difference itself does not represent a privilege.
Unlike the other three urban areas, there are no bustling crowds, no dazzling array of shops, restaurants, and inns.
It was very quiet.
The streets in the other three districts are clean, but here the leaves falling from the trees cover the entire street. They are red, yellow, and green, all different, but they are It's another scenery.
Even the patrolling warriors wearing soap clothes that I met on the road seemed to be holding their breath and being cautious.
Probably the top people in Tai'an City live in this place.
The carriage stopped in front of a door.
The strong woman driving the carriage opened the carriage door, "Girl, we're here!"
Taking a deep breath, Zhang Qingyun stepped out of the carriage.
What comes into view is a large mansion.
Just looking at the tall walls and rows of doors extending out on both sides, Zhang Qingyun knew that this house was definitely extraordinary.
As soon as Zhang Qingyun got off the carriage, the door opened.
Behind the door stood a smiling Li Dachui.
"Miss Qingyun, I've been waiting for you for a while!" Li Dachui stretched out his hand to make a gesture of invitation, "When we arrived in Tai'an City, we were so busy with so many chores that we couldn't find the time in such a hurry. It’s really a sin to wash away the dust for you.”
Zhang Qingyun blinked and said: "I am not a guest now, but a subordinate of Brother Li. There are many layers between us."
Li Dachui laughed: "I'm just pointing it at you. Calling Brother Li, there is only a thin layer between the two of us, right? "
"Young Master is right!" came the driver behind Zhang Qingyun. The woman's voice.
It turns out her name is Facai, which is really Li Dachui’s naming style.
Li Dachui smiled proudly: "Look, she thinks so too. Sister Qingyun, take a look at this house, can you still see it?"
Zhang Qingyun was startled and stopped: "What do you mean?"
"It doesn't mean anything. I just prepared this house for you. You will live here in the future." Li Dachui said : "This is my old house, the one with the best feng shui in Nancheng. Anyway, I don't have much time in Tai'an City now, so I give it to you."
"No need, I'm in Zhiqiu It's a great stay in the hospital!" Zhang Qingyun declined subconsciously.
To be courteous for nothing, to be either a traitor or a thief, every time Li Dachui takes the initiative to show his kindness, there must be some plans of his own hidden behind it.
It is simply impossible to eat him for nothing.
Giving himself a house here, God knows what he wants to do.
"Are you really living well?" Li Dachui looked at him with a half-smile but not a smile: "How come I heard people say that you haven't taken a shower in this month!"
Zhang Qingyun's face suddenly turned red. She knew that Qiuyuan lived in a collective life, and everything was fine except for a shower, which made it impossible for her, a once noble girl, to adapt.
In a steaming large bathhouse, a large group of naked women were scrubbing inside. Zhang Qingyun, who was led into this place for the first time, turned around and ran away through the door.
Her face was very thin, and in the following days, she just washed it with a basin of water in her small, cramped room.
Why did it come to Li Dachui's mouth that he hadn't taken a shower for a month!
"You, you..." Zhang Qingyun was speechless as she pointed her sledgehammer at her finger.
She found that when she was in front of Li Dachui, he would always catch her weak point easily, and then she would be speechless.
“Here, there is a separate kitchen and a separate place to wash your hands!” Li Dachui’s voice was filled with unparalleled temptation, “Moreover, there is also a separate space where no one will disturb you. Are you sure? No?"
Zhang Qingyun immediately hesitated.
An independent and undisturbed space is something that can no longer be achieved after the Zhang family was ruined.
Since she was a child, she has always been accustomed to living in a big house.
Even under the difficult circumstances of living in Chang'an, their house still has enough room for three steps.
Beiqi bit his lip lightly, hesitation and struggle evident on his face.
“Come on, come on, let me show you your new home!” Li Dachui smiled and took the lead.
After hesitating for a long time, Zhang Qingyun finally followed.
You already owe someone a favor, so what if you owe me a little more?
(End of this chapter)