Red Mansion: I am Jia Lian

Chapter 217: The Way of Slacking Off
Jia Lian left the Ministry of Personnel with a look of grief and indignation. Just like that, his chance of paid vacation was gone. It turned out that all bosses are bad people. There are always countless ways to exploit and oppress workers. Fortunately, this time it was the Imperial Censor, a censor, and I don’t know if he has a KPI.

Standing outside the gate of the Censorate, Jia Lian straightened his attitude and hypnotized himself, "From today on, you are a glorious worker with a formal job. This is an improvement compared to the temporary worker before, which is equivalent to being a regular employee. He must have a correct attitude towards his leaders and be gentle and friendly to his colleagues. 】

The Left Censor-in-Chief Meng and the Right Censor-in-Chief Yuan sat opposite each other in an office, their expressions solemn, as if something big had happened. Meng, the so-called Chief Censor, the one who pulled Liang Daoyuan's beard, was famous for his bad temper. But at this moment, he had to calm down, because people are different. You have to score points against your opponent, you can't be rash and just use one tactic.

"Mr. Liang is retaliating, absolutely retaliating!" As his deputy, Lord Yuan has always respected Lord Meng. He looked indignant, seemingly speaking up for Lord Meng, but in fact he was also trying to excuse himself.

Lord Yuan has heard a lot of things. It is said that the beloved minister of His Majesty, Jia, can go anywhere he wants as long as he reaches a certain level, and His Majesty has never refused. Other officials of the six ministries observe politics, but he can go to the Qianqing Palace to be an observer and directly handle memorials. He is so arrogant and domineering that it is hard to describe. The officials of the six ministries regard him as a "disaster star". The only two people who can suppress this disaster star are His Majesty and Zhang Ting'en. The former has the power of heaven, and the latter has the grace of a teacher.

Yuan would rather believe that this guy is here to cause trouble for him. Isn't it just the Nanyang incident? You killed the people and took the food. What else do you want? It's the duty of the censor to report the matter. Besides, I didn't do it myself. You actually came to my door. Are you so impatient?
Lord Meng was no pushover. He glanced at his deputy and thought: Who is he targeting? Who doesn't know who organized the impeachment of Jia Lian? [Disaster Star] does not necessarily have to hinder the main superior.

Jia Lian poked his head out of the door and glanced at the two gentlemen. When their eyes met, he blinked and said, "Both of you are here. Did I go to the wrong place?" Jia Lian was about to step back, but Lord Meng said, "Yes, I am waiting for you."

Jia Lian's face darkened. [I know I have a bad reputation, but there is no need for you to remind me, right? Isn't this bullying an honest person? I am ready to be a qualified formal worker, so don't go too far. I have a backer!]

"My two ministers, why do you have to do this? I am flattered."

Faced with Jia Lian's relatively decent words and deeds, Lord Meng received him politely, but he had another idea in his mind: You should know your own situation, don't blame us for being so formal, if you go to harm other departments, I will only applaud.

"Lao Liang informed me that His Majesty is deeply worried about the public security in the capital. In order to rectify the atmosphere, a special position of the Chief Patrol Censor is set up under the feet of the emperor. I need to remind you that the situation in the Five Cities Military Command is very complicated, with all kinds of people. You will know when you go there."

Jia Lian was not going to be fooled by this and asked directly: "Since it is complicated, please waste some time and talk about it, Lord Chief Justice."

Lord Meng's face darkened. He was indeed a troublemaker.

Lord Yuan took over the conversation: "Lord General said that although the Five Cities Army is under the jurisdiction of the Metropolitan Procuratorate, the nominal commander is your Majesty's old Taishan Lord Zhou. The personnel are also quite complicated, with many children of officials. You should be careful in dealing with them. Lord General's goodwill has no other intentions."

At the critical moment, the two censors still stood in agreement and tried to fool this guy away first.

Jia Lian understood, straightened his official uniform, and bowed to the two adults: "Thank you for your guidance, adults. I will take my leave first." The two adults bowed slightly and raised their buttocks as a return gesture.

After leaving the room, Jia Lian stood in the courtyard, looking at the clerks who walked along the wall, feeling very emotional.

Come to think of it, it was more comfortable when I was a temporary worker. Wherever I went, my superiors would stand up and return the greetings to me. Now that I have joined a formal unit, people would just lift their buttocks as a return greeting. Even Liang Daoyuan didn't dare to do that. You guys are so arrogant.

Forget it. From now on, when I'm under someone else's roof, if I'm another subordinate, it would be a great honor if they just nodded slightly.

The two adults in the room looked at each other and understood that the rumors might not be true, and this guy was not that difficult to deal with. Although he spoke directly, he would leave once he made things clear. He did not mean to make trouble for no reason.

The five city inspectors have always been in charge of their own affairs. Now that they have a new boss, how can they feel comfortable?

Normally they all stayed in their respective offices, but today the five of them gathered in the lobby, sitting there in a daze.

A higher-ranking official can crush people to death, let alone a direct supervisor. From now on, these carefree days will be gone forever.

Jian Renda, the Imperial Censor of Xicheng, was not in a heavy mood at the moment, because he and Jia Yucun were of the same age. They had a little personal relationship. When Jia Yucun was in Beijing, he met with Jian Renda and mentioned that he had sought to be reinstated through Lin Ruhai's relationship.

I never thought that Jia Yucun would be directly promoted to the fifth-rank prefect of Yunyang, while the imperial censor of the city was only the sixth-rank. Where could he go to seek justice?
From this we can see that following the right people is the way to get promoted.

Why was Jia Yucun able to go to Yunyang to be the prefect? ​​Wasn't it because of the new boss who was about to take office? Just talking about it makes people jealous. Even though there is no position, he created a position and arranged for this boss to be promoted.

When Jia Lian came in this time, the five people in the hall immediately stood up, saluted their superior, and said in unison: "This subordinate greets the foreman."

Jia Lian raised his hand to return the greeting, "You are all polite, please don't say polite words. I always say something in advance. Although I am the foreman censor, you should do what you should do in the future. If you can handle it yourself, handle it. If you can't handle it, don't handle it. Don't look for me if you don't have anything to do. Just treat me as an official who doesn't exist. Someone, take me to the office. I didn't sleep well last night, and I need to catch up on my sleep."

Damn, if you want to force me to work, who wouldn't be able to slack off? I'm the leader, isn't it easy for me to be lazy?

The five subordinates looked at each other in bewilderment. What's going on? A new official should do a lot of things. You should at least stand up for yourself.

That's it?

Jian Renda stepped out decisively and said, "Excuse me, sir, is your monthly case attendance reported by me or do you handle it yourself?"

Wait, there really are KPIs?
"Well, you guys can handle it. So, unless someone is bullying us, don't bother me."

Jian Renda added: "We can share the case attendance, but your office is temporarily unoccupied."

Jia Lian sensed something was wrong: "It's such a big yard, but there's not a single empty room?"

Jian Renda said, "Yes, you are a fifth-rank official, so you should be in the middle. But Mr. Zhou Guozhang in the command room never comes to work, so the middle office has to be empty all the time. After discussion, we decided that you should choose one of our offices. It's impossible for our office to be better than yours, right?"

It’s okay, as long as you don’t provoke yourself to fight against your father-in-law.

Jia Lian smiled and said, "Don't bother yourself with that. Find a quiet corner. I like quietness."

The five people looked at each other in bewilderment, and it was Jian Renda who spoke up: "In that case, please go back and rest for today. We will arrange for someone to clean up a room."

When Jia Lian heard this, he immediately smiled and said, "That's it. I'll go back first and come back tomorrow."

Lord Jia has always been good at slacking off. He divides the work that can be done in one day into three days. If you show that you are too capable, you will definitely have too much to do. Don't take the initiative to take on things. Just take it one day at a time. Anyway, your salary will not be reduced by a grain of rice. Jia Lian, a fifth-rank official, has a monthly salary of 50 taels, 100 kilograms of rice per month, and a piece of silk every season. It seems that he does not earn much, but the Wucheng Bingmasi has a lot of gray income. I don't believe that these censors dare not give him filial piety. There are subordinates to do the work, and the money is not bad. Just think about it, it's great.

Jia Lian is not doing nothing. Didn’t he say that when others come to bully you, just shake the leader Jia Lian?

Seeing their leader leave, the five inspectors heaved a sigh of relief. The East City Inspector gave Jian Renda a thumbs up and said, "Brother Jian, this is it!" The others followed suit and flattered him, but Jian Renda smiled bitterly and said, "I am not like you guys!"

Several colleagues smiled knowingly. As for the Xicheng Censor, those who understand will understand. The West is noble and the East is rich.

The one who is bullied the most is definitely the West City Censor. The East City Censor is the richest. Even if he encounters a troublemaker, most of them are the stewards of nobles, so they are relatively easy to deal with. The South City Censor is the second most lucrative position, mainly because there are many opera troupes there, which is the lowest class, now called the entertainment industry. There is nothing much to say about the other two Censors, they have less trouble and earn less. Fortunately, there is a rule within the Patrol City Censors that they can make up a certain amount every month, which is quite comfortable.

Jia Lian would never do such a stupid thing as taking his subordinates on a tour to show off his power.

He returned home quickly, and when he took off his official uniform, he complained: "This is a sixth-rank beast. When will the new beast be ready?"

Guixiang was helping him sort out his clothes and said, "I'm still working on the patch. I'm afraid that Master won't like the ones I bought from outside. Second Madam has asked me to use the best material. I think it will be done tomorrow."

Jia Lian had neglected Gui Xiang recently, and couldn't help but start to make big promises: "Wait, I'm young, and when you make achievements, I don't want any other rewards, but I'll ask for an imperial decree for you and Ping Er."

Guixiang burst into tears, and no matter how hard she tried to wipe them away, she couldn't stop crying. After Wang Xifeng entered the room, she would be lying if she said she hadn't felt wronged. But how could she say that? This was fate! She had to accept it! In ancient times, if a woman followed a bastard, her fate would be extremely miserable. It's not just ancient times, it was the same in old China.

It’s really nice that I don’t have to deal with holiday syndrome for a while.

It is normal to feel sleepy in spring. Jia Lian began to doze off in the chair after a while, and the book in front of him no longer smelled good.

When Guixiang came over and covered him with a blanket, Jia Lian had already fallen asleep.

When he came out and saw Ping'er, he rarely had any unpleasantness with her, but happily told her about the imperial edict.

It is hard to say whether this matter can be accomplished. The key is that Jia Lian said it, which is considered to be thoughtful. Ping'er was also quite moved after hearing this. After all, these words are not said in vain. Jia Lian is too young and has made many contributions. Only his family can be rewarded.

Only when a woman is granted the title of Madam can she be qualified to call herself a lady. During the Chinese New Year, she can enter the palace to see the empress, and when she goes out, the hooligans have to hide from her. This is called social status.

Jia Lian was very happy to have an extra day of vacation. In the afternoon, someone from the Lin family came to report that Lin Ruhai had returned to Beijing.

Jia Lian immediately got up and went out, heading for the Lin family. They were all in the west city, not too far away, and it would only take five minutes to walk slowly on horseback.

The Lin family was very quiet, with no welcoming or seeing off scenes. Jia Lian thought that it must be the matter in Jinling that was brewing.

The Lin family did not need to notify anyone and went straight in. Before they got to the meeting hall, they saw Jia Min and Daiyu.

"The master is washing up, Lian'er, please wait a moment."

Jia Lian couldn't help but ask curiously: "Why did you come back so quietly?"

Jia Min laughed and said, "How can it not be peaceful? When Lord Sun was in Liangjiang, many gentry were driven crazy. Many county magistrates were beheaded for doing things at their own convenience. They were scared to death. Your uncle stood up and waved the flag and shouted, contributing money and effort. If he could not be hated by others and return to the capital safely, he would be blessed."

"That's true. The gentry have the courage to throw tantrums, but they don't have the courage to kill officials and rebel."

Lin Daiyu couldn't help laughing when she heard this, and said with a smile: "Brother Lian, you can always say that gentry is a respectable person after all."

Jia Lian was not polite to these people at all: "Respectable? You said you have never seen what it means to be hungry and poorly clothed. The common people are living like this, but these gentry don't even bother to look down. They force the common people to sell their children, and they shirk the tax revenue from the country. They take advantage of their status as local tyrants to bully the officials of the court, and that's not a big deal."

"As the saying goes, gentry are permanent, but officials are transient. No matter how tough an official is, he can only stay in office for a few years." Daiyu seemed to be thinking about something.

Jia Lian laughed and said, "There are unlucky ones, too. For example, the prefect of Qiongdao, if he doesn't serve for three terms and nine years, generally no one will remember him. On the other hand, the Imperial Censor of Salt Inspection usually serves for one term. It is rare for someone like my uncle to serve for two terms."

As they were talking, Lin Ruhai came out. Seeing Jia Lian, his face lit up immediately: "Lian'er is here, come and sit down, why are you standing to talk? You two aunt and nephew are so warm and you can't wait to sit down and talk."

Jia Lian followed her to the study, Jia Min went to prepare tea, and Daiyu did not leave either, but stood aside and listened.

Lin Ruhai, a father who dotes on his daughter, doesn't care and lets her do as she pleases.

"Lian'er has become the foreman of the city patrol censors. From now on, you and I will be colleagues."

When Jia Lian heard this, he was immediately shocked and asked, "Why, is my uncle going to do something that would offend people again?"

Lin Ruhai was very pleased with his sensitivity and nodded with a smile: "Liangjiang has offended many people by cooperating with Lord Sun. Now that we are on this boat, we can't get off. Your Majesty always divides the civil officials and nobles, creating contradictions and oppositions, so as to achieve checks and balances. Now you and I, aunt and nephew, are also nobles. You offend the minor ones, and I offend the major ones."

Seeing that he was pretending to be relaxed, Jia Lian could not help but put on a serious face and asked, "Tell me the truth, what is the mission?"

"Youdu Yushi, in charge of the case of Wu Yuhui." Lin Ruhai also answered seriously.

Jia Lian was immediately shocked and said, "I also met Lord Yuan today!"

Lin Ruhai smiled and said, "Don't worry, there is still a period of vacation, we can talk about it after that. Your Majesty has been wanting to clean up the Censorate for a long time, but he has never had the chance. Now is finally the chance."

(End of this chapter)