The red building is so arrogant

Chapter 535

Ministry of officials.

Feng Yang, the secretary of Wenxuan Qingli, sat tiredly behind the desk, lowered his head and glanced at the official documents just submitted by his trusted subordinates, but was too lazy to open them for a while, resting his head on the back of the chair, squinting his eyes and asking : "How many moves have been selected?"

"After the initial screening, there are a total of 59 people."

The leading subordinate officials hurriedly reported: "The first-class one did not move, most of them were selected from the second-class and eight immortals."

After all, the founding of the Xia Dynasty was only six or seventy years old, and Jinshi was not as rampant as it was in the late Qing Dynasty. At that time, county magistrates who wanted to be remote places had to be alternates first, and it was not certain when they would be filled. There are also a lot of Jinshi rushing to do it.

Generally speaking, Jinshi in this dynasty starts with the seventh rank—of course, there are some fat and important positions, from the seventh rank to the eighth rank, there are also people who are happy.

But if it goes any further, it's not filling a vacancy, but humiliating people.

Therefore, in order to get as many official positions as possible in the engineering school, so as to prevent those muddy legs from becoming bigger, the Ministry of Officials specially postponed the assignment of this autumn's general election, in order to find someone to fill those from the eighth rank, ninth rank, and even the ninth rank. lack.

The so-called autumn election is the main way for a person to enter an official career.

According to the regulations of the imperial court, anyone who failed to pass the Jinshi examination after participating in the Chunwei for three times could apply for the Grand Challenge held at the same time as the Qiuwei, and then according to the results of the examination as a supplement to the Jinshi, he would be awarded official positions ranging from seventh to ninth rank.

Of course, not all the people who participated in the big selection can become officials. Usually, there are 20 people in each round of evaluation, and three people will be rated as first-class, and then compete for the seventh- and eighth-rank official positions.

The other nine are second-class, and usually they can only serve as petty officials below the eighth rank.

In addition to being eliminated miserably, the remaining eight people were also jokingly dubbed the Eight Immortals to accompany them.

Speaking of which, Lai Shangrong, Lai Da's son, was originally not eligible to participate in this year's election, so his family had prepared a full 5000 taels of silver at the beginning, and was going to get the quota for the county magistrate at a price far from the supermarket.

In the end, because of Jiao Shun's involvement, he couldn't send the money out, so he had to change to the engineering school.

Regardless.

But after Feng Langzhong listened to his subordinate's report, he nodded slightly and said: "It's good to pick a few more, you spend a lot of time trying to go through people again—try to choose someone with a poorer background, lest you can't bear the idleness of being under the fence, and then come back to me." There was something about hanging the seal and resigning from office."

Just as the subordinate official below was about to reply respectfully, he heard him say again: "But it can't be too bad, otherwise once you can't control it and lose your nature, it will be difficult to change it-this is especially important, it's best to wait for it." You don’t need to be instructed, but you are willing to consciously protect the dignity of scholars!”

Several subordinate officials looked at each other, with a bit of embarrassment on their faces.

If it is really a person with perseverance and not too bad family background, why would he come to participate in the big challenge?That must be to study hard, and continue to prepare for the next game is the right way!

But who dares to reject the opinions put forward by Shangguan in person?

Just as he was about to bite the bullet and agree, Feng Yang added bitterly: "It's nothing else, I must not repeat the mistakes of the Ministry of Rites, because that Jiao thief...Jiao Shun caught him!"

He was used to scolding Jiao thief in private, but this was in the yamen after all, so he still had to be more careful.

Up to now, most of the officials below have heard that the Ministry of Rites was taken away by a bunch of people this time because they misjudged the person and Jiao Shun took the blame. His eyes darkened.

So someone asked curiously: "Wang Shilang from the Ministry of Rites is a smart man, why did he miss this time?"

"It's not forced by the situation!"

Feng Yang curled his lips, and said casually: "The case of Zhou Long caused such a situation that even the old man resigned in the end. If he doesn't make a fuss, he will still..."

Halfway through the talk, he realized that he shouldn't reveal too much to the people below, so he hurriedly changed his words: "By the way, when you choose people, you'd better choose a few who are good at math, or who are interested in craftsmanship—" —The Ministry has already changed a few 'textbooks' for work-study students, and when the candidates are selected, they have to sharpen their guns first."

When he mentioned the word 'teaching material', he couldn't help grinning. It was said that the thing cost a lot of money, and he bought it from the craftsman in Mengxue in private. He said it was a teaching material, but in fact, most of it was dictated from his memories afterwards. thing.

The content inside is confusing, and there are even many self-contradictory and unjustifiable places. Feng Yang feels that it is silly to call this thing a textbook!
But since he is going to study engineering and become an official, at least he must have a basic understanding of these things, so as to avoid Jiao Shun's picky nose and eyes.

After Feng Yang finished speaking, seeing several trusted subordinates showed embarrassment, he couldn't help sighing: "Choose a few more to prepare, and then try to pick the best ones from the inside - the palace is in a hurry, I'm afraid it won't be delayed It’s been too long, let’s get people together and try our best to understand these muddy things, if someone can change it into a serious article, it would be the best.”

Hearing that Fuyu was finally spelled out in his words, several subordinates were slightly relieved and bowed in unison.

Immediately, the leader hesitated to speak.

Feng Yang thought that he wanted to complain about the conditions, so he couldn't help frowning and asked, "What else is there?"

"Go back to your lord."

The chief subordinate said cautiously: "There are also some people in our anthology department who are famous but have no official position. They want to work hard for righteousness, do you see?"

Official positions in the engineering school, except for secretary and supervisor, are almost not considered by non-commissioned officers, and even in the eyes of candidates participating in the big selection, they are not considered first-class good places.

But for some humble officials who only have the reputation of being a scholar, this is nothing more than a great way to enter the official career.

Feng Yang's expression turned pale when he heard the words, and he knew that it must be someone's request, and he thought it would be good to be a favor, so he said: "You can count it later, and also list the names - but it was agreed in advance that it needs to be in the re-examination Only those who are at the top of the list will be successful, if I choose some wine bags and rice bags, then I can spare you, but the Minister of the Book can't explain it!"

"That's nature, that's nature!"

The chief official responded repeatedly, and was about to take his leave, so as to pass the news to the clerks below, but he didn't want someone outside the duty room to suddenly shout: "My lord, Lord Shangshu, please come over."

Feng Yang thought it was just for this list, so he quickly picked it up and flipped through it, and asked, "Is there anyone in this list that you all agree on? Tell me your birth name and surname quickly!"

Several subordinate officials didn't dare to be negligent, so they hurriedly gathered around, and briefly reported to Feng Yang the resumes of two or three of them who were truly outstanding, and pointed out their superiority over others.

After some chicken and dog jumping.

Feng Yang managed to write down these resumes, holding the roster in one hand, rubbing the center of his brow with the other, and stepped out of the duty room, casually asked the little official who sent the message: "Master Shangshu is in a hurry to call me over, what is the matter?"

"This……"

The little official hesitated for a moment, but still suppressed his voice and said: "Just now several noble relatives came here together, looking at their menacing appearance, they probably want to put people in the engineering school - there are quite a few vulgar ones, my lord Be careful when you go.”

Feng Yang's footsteps stopped, and his brows could not help but frown.

He originally thought that the emperor and Jiao Shun must be the ones who competed with the Ministry of Officials for the number of officials. Who would have thought that the honorable relatives would get in the way?

It is true that Xungui is weakening day by day, but it is due to the overall environment. If we really want to talk about it, the leader among them is probably not his fifth-rank organ, and even the Minister of the Book is afraid of it.

Based on this inference, Lord Shangshu is looking for him to go there at this time, and he probably also means to find someone to take the blame.

Thinking of this, his feet became slower and slower.

"Master Feng, Wang Shangshu is still waiting for you."

Seeing this, the little official had no choice but to urge him.

"Oh."

Feng Yang agreed, so he had no choice but to quicken his pace, took out a bank note, gathered it up with his sleeve, and handed it to the messenger officer without any trace.

As soon as the little official saw him handing his sleeves to him, he immediately raised his sleeves tacitly to greet him.

Then, as if nothing happened, the two hurried to the back office.

In the flower hall of Houya.

From Uncle Yongyi to Niu Jizong, there are seven or eight noble relatives lined up, most of them are veterans with gray beards, and besides Niu Jizong, although the titles on their bodies are the lowest, they are still at the third rank, which seems quite bluffing.

But in fact these white-headed veterans are all idlers, and they don't have much influence in the court.

No way, looking at the current situation, everyone thinks that the biggest cake must belong to King Nan'an, but if the background is strong enough, who is willing to be hard steel for the official position and officials of the eighth or ninth rank?

That is to say, Niu Jizong, as the initiator, was helplessly put on the gun, and he couldn't think about it.

As for these veterans, half of them were dragged by him to put on a facade, and the other half hoped to fight the old bones, so as to change the future of the children and grandchildren in the family.

At this time, Niu Jizong's face was gloomy and menacing, but he repeatedly scolded the two of them bloody in his heart.

One of them is of course Jiao Shun, if it wasn't for Jiao's slander, how could he be forced to come to the official department to fight?
Conscience of heaven and earth, he just wanted to hitchhike at the beginning, who has ever seen a hitchhiker and is responsible for driving the car?
No, this is obviously using yourself as a draft animal!
The second one who scolded was the King of Nan'an. It was fine for this little cousin to steal his limelight, but when the incident came to an end, he was confined by his aunt at home. He's coming to the fore.

Just as he was slandering himself, he saw Feng Yang, the official secretary of Wenxuan, walked into the flower hall with his head held high and his chest held high. He bowed his hands to the Minister of the Ministry of Officials as if there was no one else around, and he didn't even look at the nobles.

When Niu Jizong saw this, he knew that the boss was coming, so he cheered up and mentioned it secretly.

It's just that he didn't know that Feng Yang on the opposite side was also rushing to the shelves. If he really wanted to confess his feelings, the two would be like-minded and cherish each other.

"cough!"

Before Niu Jizong could make the first speech, a third-class general below couldn't hold back, stood up and said, "Since the people from Wenxuan Qingli have arrived, let's talk about this matter! This engineering is to teach craftsmen to learn." Why are there so many big headscarves in the place of craftsmanship? Just find a few old masters from the factory, aren't they more knowledgeable than you?!"

As soon as the words fell, a few old guys next to him started clamoring together. Even though they were all pulsatillas, their voices were not inferior to those of young people.

Seeing this, Feng Yang raised his eyes to look at Wang Zhe, the Shangshu, and saw the old god of the boss stroking his beard, so he knew that the other party must be waiting for him to come forward to refute, so he sighed secretly, poked his neck and sneered: " According to what this old general said, then engineering is not martial arts, so why should you be so troublesome?"

The third-class general was at a loss for words for a while, after all, he must not be a smart person if he survived to this age and still has to worry about future generations.

It is not lacking in the courage of ordinary people, but it is not enough to argue with others and play tricks.

"otherwise!"

Fortunately, Niu Jizong was still there, so he also sighed inwardly, put on a confident look, sat on the chair and retorted: "In fact, this engineering and the army are very involved—I'm afraid Feng Langzhong didn't know it? When Zuo'anmen was in elementary school, those work-study students had to undergo military drills every day. After graduation, half of them went to the picket team, and the daily tasks they did were not much different from the patrol battalion. "

As soon as these words came out, those pulsatillas immediately had a backbone, and quickly echoed: "That's right, this matter in the army, who has our family background?"

"Don't ask us to get involved, why don't you learn from the Song Dynasty and let someone who has no power to lead the army to fight?"

"Nat Niang might as well choose a child from the palace!"

The last sentence was obviously too outrageous, and even the pulsatillas couldn't help but look sideways.

Fortunately, Feng Yang didn't bother to catch these rumors. He was not familiar with Zuo'anmen Mengxue, the predecessor of engineering school, but he had also heard about the first batch of work-study students, most of whom were assigned to picket captains.

At that time, he used to laugh at these mud-legged people, at most they were just like Qiu Ba, but now that Niu Jizong has led an army, he realized that this engineering school has long been reserved for warriors.

He hesitated and said: "This is the case for elementary school, so it may not be the case for engineering studies, right?"

"Hahaha~"

Niu Jizong laughed, shook his head and said contemptuously: "I thought Feng Langzhong had some high-level ideas, but it turned out that he didn't understand engineering at all, and he only talked about it! Don't care about anything else, since several big factories in the capital tried coke With the militarized management advocated by Jijiu, the output and quality have been improved, and even the loss has been reduced by [-]%!"

"Such a good thing that benefits the country and the people, you are going to deny it with a few empty words?!"

It has to be said that although Niu Jizong also drove ducks to the shelves, he still did enough homework with Niu Siyuan.

Feng Yang was speechless after what he said. He was a doctor in the Ministry of Officials, and he was separated from the affairs of the Ministry of Industry. How could he know the situation of the factory below?
"cough~"

At this time, the heavenly official Wang Zhe, who was sitting at the head, finally couldn't help but said: "Actually, most of the master craftsmen in the country are scholars. They are all from the hands of my generation of literati."

Feng Yang seemed to be pardoned, and hurriedly echoed: "Yes, yes, there are also "Qi Min Yao Shu", "Mengxi Bi Tan"..."

"The lord didn't say that literati shouldn't study engineering, did he?"

Niu Jizong interrupted him, spreading his hands and saying, "But you have reasons to go to engineering to become officials, and us generations-old generals also have the qualifications to have reasons to go to engineering to be instructors."

After a pause, he added reluctantly: "Not to mention those craftsmen and officials. If there are no others, what is it called engineering?"

(End of this chapter)