big song poppi

Chapter 211 0208 [Six-year Development Plan]

After watching the excitement for a while, the onlookers dispersed with various expressions on their faces.

These scholars gathered together in twos and threes and talked in low voices.

"Brother Li, what do you think?"

"A subordinate official is a subordinate official. I have read the test papers of the top six. I have a little more Tao but not enough literary talent. Even the examination paper of He Jun, the top one, has at least three errors in pronunciation. If we are on the field, the top six will be caught!"

"Hahaha, that's true."

Listening to his friend's dismissive ridicule, a scholar frowned slightly.

Seeing this, someone asked: "Why is Brother Wang frowning?"

The scholar mused: "I'm afraid this hall-locking test won't be that simple."

The friend on the side shook his head and said with a smile: "Brother Wang, don't be unfounded."

"If only."

The scholar surnamed Wang smiled slightly, but a trace of ridicule flashed in his eyes.

I have decided in my heart that from now on I should abandon the Four Books and Five Classics as well as poems and songs, and develop in a practical direction.

The information revealed in this lock-down examination paper is already quite obvious.

They, the county magistrate, have no interest in poetry and poetry, and only appreciate hard workers.

He carefully read the test paper of He Jun, the first-class student. Every answer on current policy theory was clearly organized, step by step, and every word was accurate.

These idiots still look down on others. It's really ridiculous!

……

evening.

After a busy day, Craftsman Yuan returned to his house in the afterglow of the setting sun.

"Alang is back!"

As soon as he entered the door, the housekeeper came forward, picked up the duster and gently patted the dust on Craftsman Yuan's clothes.

Craftsman Yuan stood there, looking slightly embarrassed, obviously not used to it yet.

The housekeeper said: "Alang, a businessman came to the house today."

Craftsman Yuan asked hurriedly: "But the county magistrate is looking for me?"

"I'm here to give you my official uniform and to declare myself."

The butler's tone was filled with joy.

Hearing this, Craftsman Yuan was delighted.

All the way through the hanging flower door, I saw my mother-in-law busy in the main hall.

The ancestor's tablets are placed on a high platform, and trays of offerings are placed below.

Seeing this scene, Craftsman Yuan couldn't help but be stunned: "What is this?"

"The master is back."

Mrs. Yuan Hong called out and immediately explained: "Today, an official has sent official uniforms and a petition. Such a great event that honors the ancestors will naturally bring good news to the ancestors of the Yuan family."

Craftsman Yuan is a craftsman, and has worked for government-run workshops for generations. According to the order of scholars, farmers, industry and merchants, craftsmen belong to good status.

But that being said, the status of a craftsman is actually very low, not much better than that of a subordinate.

To be able to transform from a craftsman to an official of the Academy of Engineering is indeed a great joy in the eyes of people of this era.

Craftsman Yuan nodded and acquiesced to his mother-in-law's approach.

Seeing him frozen in place, Yuan Hong urged: "Master, why are you still standing there? Go quickly and put on your official uniform. If it doesn't fit, I will change it overnight."

Craftsman Yuan scolded: "You know very well, official uniforms cannot be changed privately. If I resign, my official uniforms must be returned to the county magistrate!"

"You're actually so particular?"

Yuan Hong was stunned at first, and then said in confusion: "But the businessman who came today told me that if the official uniform doesn't fit me, I should go find a tailor to change it."

In fact, what Craftsman Yuan said is indeed true.

Officials' court uniforms are uniformly issued by the court and cannot be modified privately without authorization. After leaving office, the court uniforms must be returned to the court.

There is a story recorded in "Chicken Ribs" written by Zhuang Chuo of the Southern Song Dynasty: There was a Sichuan man named Ren Zhonghou who was very tall and was awarded an official position after passing the Jinshi examination.However, when he received the official uniform, he found that it only reached his ankles when he put it on. It was so nondescript and really violated the prestige of an official.

So, I reported it to the court in the hope that a new set could be issued, but I was scolded.

The official uniforms made by Han Zhen were all of the same size. Considering that officials were different in height, short, fat, and thin, he specifically ordered the tailor to make the court uniforms one size larger to facilitate the officials' modification.

"Since the county magistrate ordered it, it can be changed."

Craftsman Yuan said and hurried to the backyard.

After taking a shower, I put on clean underwear and returned to the main hall.

I saw him gently picking up the official uniform on the table and putting it on himself.

He looked cautious, as if he were wearing a feather coat, for fear that if he moved too loudly, the official uniform would be torn.

The green court robe is extremely wide, and Craftsman Yuan is of medium stature. At this moment, he looks a bit like wearing a crown while wearing a monkey hat.

Yuan Hong reminded: "The head of the family wears an official hat."

"oh oh."

Craftsman Yuan nodded, picked up his official hat and put it on.

Not to mention, as soon as the official hat was put on, a majestic look immediately appeared on the face that was originally like an old farmer.

A man relies on his clothes and a horse relies on his saddle. This is not just talk.

In particular, the court uniforms of officials were specially designed by the master craftsmen of the Zhizhi Mansion to highlight their majesty.

After looking up and down, Craftsman Yuan looked anxious and said, "How is it?"

"He actually has some authority as an official."

Yuan Hongshi's eyes shone and her tone was full of pride.

After being praised by his mother-in-law, Craftsman Yuan was overjoyed. He gently caressed the official uniform and exclaimed: "It is an official uniform after all. The material is probably the best Sichuan brocade. But I think it is a little too big for wearing it." Baggy.”

Yuan Hong smiled and said, "I'll change it for you tonight."

"it is good!"

Craftsman Yuan responded.

Yuan Hong suddenly asked: "By the way, the boss. What rank is this dean of the Academy of Engineering?"

"This……"

Craftsman Yuan's hand caressing the official uniform couldn't help but hesitated, and said with a slight embarrassment: "The county magistrate didn't say anything."

I was so excited last time that I forgot to ask.

Yuan Hong curled her lips and said, "How can there be such a confused official like you? He doesn't even know what rank he is."

"I'll ask when I have time."

Although it was a bit embarrassing to ask the county magistrate what grade he was an official in, what his mother-in-law said made sense. If he didn't even know what grade he was in, then he was too confused to be an official.

……

……

The next day.

He Juan got up early.

Putting on his brand new court uniform and official hat, he carefully checked his appearance in front of the bronze mirror, and after confirming that there was nothing wrong, he opened the bedroom door.

The place where he lives now is a public residence arranged by Han Zhen, which is similar to a large courtyard in later generations. More than 20 subordinate officials live in the same courtyard.

Opening the door, he saw someone walking out of the house.

This person's name is Lu Yan. When the rankings were released yesterday, he was ranked fourth in high school.

Lu Yan was wearing a blue court dress and had a handsome face.

The two looked at each other, He Juan cupped his hands and said with a smile: "Good morning, Brother Lu!"

"Good morning, Brother He!"

Seeing He Juan dressed in green court clothes, a trace of envy flashed in Lu Yan's eyes.

Rough people like Craftsman Yuan don't understand, but they do.

Before Yuanfeng's reform, officials in the Song Dynasty wore purple for the third rank and above, scarlet for the fifth rank and above, green for the sixth and seventh ranks, and green for the eighth and ninth ranks.

After the Shenzong restructuring, the first to fourth ranks wore purple, and the fifth to sixth ranks wore scarlet. In addition, the cyan court uniform was cancelled, and the seventh to ninth ranks uniformly wore green uniforms.When Emperor Huizong of the Song Dynasty adjusted the official system, he also changed the official uniforms back.

It can be seen from He Juan's green court uniform that he is at least a seventh-rank official.

There is only one seventh-grade official in a county, and that is the county magistrate!

Folks always ridicule the seventh-rank official as a sesame little official, but they don't know that the seventh-rank official has been the lifelong dream of many scholars.

The two of them walked out of the courtyard together and headed towards the government office.

Walking on the road, Lu Yan joked: "Brother He, I will call you He Zhi County from now on!"

He Juan asked: "But I don't know what mission Brother Lu received?"

"The Magistrate of Shouguang County."

Lu Yan replied.

Yesterday, along with the official uniform, there was also a petition.

The official's appointment letter was the official's appointment letter, so the six of them had already known about their assignment.

He Juan smiled and said: "What a coincidence, my place of appointment is also Shouguang County. From now on, you and I will be officials in the same county, and we should support each other and move forward."

"It's natural."

Lu Yan also laughed.

From a subordinate official to a county magistrate, Lu Yan was so excited that he stayed up all night last night, but he did not feel tired at all, and his heart was full of pride.

Walking on the street, the common people and wealthy people passing by all bowed their hands in greeting with respectful expressions.

He and Juan knew that all this stemmed from the official uniforms they wore.

When I arrived at the government office, I saw four other high school colleagues waiting outside the door, looking happy and chatting in low voices with high spirits.

Although they were informed yesterday that it was time to arrive at midnight, no one dared to tell them. They all came to the government office half an hour in advance.

"Brother He, good morning, Brother Lu!"

"Brother Wang, Brother Li..."

After the six people exchanged greetings, He Juan asked curiously: "Why don't you enter the government office?"

One person replied: "The county magistrate hasn't arrived yet."

"Oh!"

He Juan nodded and said nothing.

After waiting for a while, everyone heard the crisp sound of horse hooves reaching their ears.

Turning around, he saw a brave and domineering young man approaching on horseback.

"Meet the county magistrate!"

He Juan and others quickly stopped talking and bowed with solemn expressions.

"Ok!"

After scanning the circle of six people, Han Zhen said with a smile on his face: "Come in with me."

"I've met the county magistrate, I've met all the gentlemen!"

When I walked through the gate of the government office, I was greeted respectfully by the official on duty.

As government officials, they witnessed with their own eyes how these six people became officials from subordinate staff.

In addition to envy, the two officials couldn't help but feel excited.

If they can become officials, they themselves also have the opportunity to become officials.

Thinking of this, the official straightened his back and secretly decided to work hard in the future.

It's hard to say, but he can also be a county captain.

The group entered the lobby, and Han Zhen came to the back of the hall and sat down.

Looking at the six people with respectful expressions below, he slowly said: "The assignment you are waiting for has been written on my body. The term is six years, with a small exam every year, a high school exam every three years, and a major exam every six years. According to the assessment Ratings are used to decide whether to stay or go. Don’t think that everything will be fine once you become an official. Under my rule, the most capable people will be promoted and the mediocre ones will be demoted. If you are rated as inferior in the assessment for six consecutive years, you will be dismissed from office and returned to the civil service!"

The official term of Zhao Song was three years.

In Han Zhen's view, three years is too short, and many policies that benefit the people will not see results in a short period of time.

On the contrary, it will affect the continuity of policy.

Therefore, he extended his term to six years.

During this period, assessment and rating will be required every year.

These words made the six people in He Juan's heart tremble, and they all bowed and said: "I understand!"

Han Zhen continued: "Now Shouguang and Changle counties are in need of revitalization. The general direction has been set, which is to develop commerce with light corvee and low taxes. The specific details need to be adapted to local conditions. You can go to Licao's office today and write a report. Submit a summary of the development plan for the county within six years."

Development plan within six years?

He Juan and others were stunned.

Seeing this, Han Zhen explained: "This development plan, in short, is your goal of governing the county in the next six years. For example, there are only more than [-] people in Shouguang County under the rule, and it is expected that in six years How many people will there be, what method will be used to increase the population, how many steps will be taken, how long will the first stage take, etc.?"

"Remember, don't be too ambitious, be pragmatic."

After he made such suggestions, He Jun and the others suddenly showed a look of astonishment on their faces, with admiration in their eyes.

Not to mention, this plan is really a good thing. It can make the vague governance methods concrete. It is equivalent to setting a goal in advance and then working towards this goal.

"The subordinate takes orders!"

He Juan cupped his hands, already having a vague idea in his heart.

The other five people also responded one after another.

"Go."

Han Zhen waved his hand.

After leaving the lobby, He Juan immediately grabbed Lu Yan and Wang Zhi and said seriously: "This plan requires the collective efforts of the three of us. I hope you two will not hide anything."

"It's natural."

Lu Yan and the two nodded solemnly.

……

……

Zhuo Lou.

The change of weather in the county town did not affect the bustle of Zhuolou.

Except for the Wang family and sixteen officials, Han Zhen did not take action against other wealthy gentry and wealthy households in the city.

Coupled with the surrender of the Ma family and the Su family, after a brief panic, the wealthy gentry and wealthy households in the city understood that Han Zhen would not do anything to them.

In this case, it is natural to continue playing music and then dancing.

In the words of later generations, the girl is bathing and the dance is dancing!
In the private room on the third floor, Zhu Ji was entertaining a group of wealthy businessmen.

During this period, he was not idle. In the name of Changzhi County, he visited and made friends with the wealthy businessmen in the city.

After a while of drinking and drinking, a middle-aged man took the lead and said, "Executive member Zhu, I am invited to a banquet today. What are the rules?"

This man's name was Fei Jicai, and he ran a car dealership in the county.

Although there was a smile on his fair and chubby cheeks at this moment, there was a hint of anxiety hidden in his eyes.

None of the people here are fools. They can vaguely guess Zhu Ji's identity.

The sudden banquet given to them today must have something to do with them.

"Ha ha!"

Zhu Ji smiled slightly, picked up a grape and put it into his mouth, and said in a leisurely manner: "Yuan Chen is very grateful to all of you for taking care of me these days. I invite you all to come today, and I plan to give you a fortune!"

As soon as these words came out, everyone had different expressions.

"Brother Yuan Chen is really loyal!"

Zhang Yuanwai, who runs a textile business, raised his thumb and gave a thumbs up, then changed his tone and said with a smile: "But I have been short of funds recently, I'm afraid I won't be able to bear it."

The textile workshop he runs produces fairy silk.

Qingzhou's fairy-patterned silk has been famous throughout the world since the Tang Dynasty, and it has been designated as a tribute by successive imperial courts, and a part of it must be paid to the palace every year.

On No. 23, Thirteenth Road in the Northern Song Dynasty, there is no county or city without his Zhang family's shop.

The family wealth is more than one million yuan.

(End of this chapter)