Although Zhang Gen now worships the Prime Minister of Dali Temple, he is an official with a salary. He said: "I have no official position for the time being."

The doorman thought to himself that it was probably some yamen who came to ask for a job.

He said: "I see more crucian carp in Yanei every day in Beijing than there are in Bianhe River. The honor of the provincial governor is not something you can see just because you want to."

"Didn't you see? Even if the commander-in-chief comes all the way to the capital to see the provincial leader, it will still take an hour or two."

Zhang Gen walked up to the doorman and whispered: "I am not as good as the transporter, but I am related to Ji!"

"A relative?"

After saying this, the doorman immediately showed a respectful look, and his expression could be said to switch between them easily.

Zhang Gen nodded and said: "They are in-laws!"

When the doorman heard this, his expression became cold for a moment. Everyone knew that the relationship between the third minister and his father-in-law was not good and they almost severed the relationship.

"Not even by marriage! Even the son-in-law of the provincial lord!" the doorman refused.

Zhang Gen said: "I am Ji Xiang's son-in-law!"

"Ah?" The doorman lost his composure for a moment, then turned red and cursed: "Are you here to entertain me? The provincial leader only has one daughter, who is not yet married!"

Zhang Gen grinned and said, "Duan Gong, please calm down and come here."

Before the doorman could respond, Zhang Gen put his arm around the doorman's shoulder and whispered, "To be honest, I am Ji Xiang's unmarried son-in-law."

When the doorman heard the number of 'son-in-law who has not yet passed the door', his face suddenly became confused.

The doorman vaguely remembered that Huang Lu's daughter was engaged to someone, and the other party was Zhang Yue, the current prime minister.
Chapter completed!