The sky is high and the emperor is far away, but some of the major events in the court are related to the common people. They still live a life without enough food and clothing.
Although the coastal guard station was attacked, Songjiang Prefecture, which is also a coastal area, did not suffer any harm. The people still lived a life of working at sunrise and resting at sunset.
Even after one day of work, Wang Busheng got the answer. Jinyiwei is a profession with no future. It is also a profession that serves the people of the Ming Empire, but it is very different from civil servants. Not only does it have no income, but it does not gain the respect of the people. , if it weren't for Zhang Luzi's guarantee, Wang Busheng would have thought of retiring and returning to his hometown.
Under Wang Bushit's relaxed management, the work of Songjiang Fudong City Baihu Office is much easier, and there is no need to get up early and come home late. Every day is like a civil servant, eight hours a day, and one minute of overtime is good for your health. irresponsible. Knowing that Mr. Baihu was growing taller, he got up early and grew shorter, and Li Ergou and others were considerate and did not wake up Wang Busheng. They took the flying fish presented by Mr. Baihu. Wearing clothes and embroidered spring knives, he went on patrol in the streets.
The warm sun rises in winter. This is a good season to stay in bed. However, Wang Busheng has to get up. He can't help himself because he is an official for a day. He puts on his official uniform, washes himself briefly, and sees the time. It was not enough, so he skipped breakfast and rode out the door. Following the arrangements of Lin Shouju, the acting magistrate of Songjiang Prefecture, all serving officials in Songjiang Prefecture were to go to the Songjiang Prefecture Yamen this morning. As one of the few offices with thousands of households in Songjiang Prefecture, Several officials, Wang Busheng was fortunate enough to be invited to participate. All major matters were discussed and resolved in meetings, so Wang Busui didn't have many complaints against Lin Shoju who loved meetings.
Arriving at the Songjiang Mansion Yamen, a receptionist came forward and said, "Wang Baihu, you are here so early. Leave the horse to me and please come inside."
Seeing the person coming, Wang Busi asked casually, "It seems you were not the one in charge of the reception yesterday."
"Yes, the person in charge of reception yesterday resigned." The officer replied.
Wang Bushi was a little curious. Although government servants had a low status in the official system and their wages were not very good, and as a contract worker it was easy to become a scapegoat. However, this was also a high-paying and high-functioning occupation that parents boasted to the neighbors. If you don't do it, Yes, it’s still a bit of a pity.
"Why didn't he do it anymore?"
The yamen servant glanced and said, "The boy said that the world is so big and he wants to see it."
"Uh... Well, he is another person with a dream, but I don't know if his savings can support him to get out of Songjiang Mansion." Being unfamiliar with him, Wang Busheng didn't pay much attention to him. He told the yamen servant that his horse hadn't had breakfast and asked him to help feed it, and then walked into the Songjiang Prefecture Magistrate's Yamen.
There is still some time left before the time arranged by the prefect, and many staff are already preparing, including the staff of Songjiang Prefecture TV station who appeared at yesterday's meeting. They are checking the machines to ensure that the work of the prefect is recorded throughout the process, and as a reminder to go to work on time. The civil servants have not arrived yet. Some of the officials who came earlier are all junior officials with the same rank as themselves. It is true that the big shots always appear last.
There were no familiar people, and no officials were willing to communicate with him. Wang Bu Shou sat down in a corner very wisely and did not bother other officials.
It was obvious that yesterday's plenary meeting of the Songjiang Prefecture was a hastily organized meeting, so the preparations were not complete in many aspects. Many officials even did not eat or drink enough, so they went home and ate a large bowl of noodles. Looking at the decorations on the table today, it was obviously much better. There were all kinds of pastries and a cup of warm porridge. What surprised Wang Bushi most was that there were also some fruits that were hard to see in winter. It has to be said that progress is made through continuous learning. Wang Bushi feels that if Lin Shouju sticks to the one-meeting-a-day strategy, it will be a matter of time before the melon seeds and peanut massage and bathing entertainment project is included in the meeting. If it continues to develop, then It’s a public-funded trip.
Although Lin Shouju specifically emphasized yesterday that there would be no big fish or meat at future meetings, fruits and cakes were already the minimum, and people would not find fault.
Every compatriot who rushes to work has a consensus that it is difficult to eat enough in the morning, so Wang Budie was not polite and picked up a piece of pastry to eat.
After a while, Wu Zuang and Lao Duan Guo also came, and sat down next to Wang Busheng without any greeting.
"Hey, there is actually food. Our Lord Prefect is not a flexible person. He knows that we don't like meetings, so he uses food to attract us."
After Wu Zuo finished speaking, he also picked up the pastry and started eating it.
"Haha, Lao Duan, I just didn't eat."
"Hey, leave some for me and take it home for my mother-in-law to taste later."
After all, they were all sweets. Wang Bushit was full after eating a few pieces, so he poured a cup of tea and moistened his throat.
"It's true, Lord Magistrate, no matter what you order, who can be full," Wu Zuo couldn't help complaining in a low voice as he felt that he didn't feel full.
"Sir, there are many more over there."
Lao Duan pointed to the untouched pastries on the tables next to him.
"I wasn't full either, so just after finishing speaking, Boss Guo and Wu Zui walked to other tables.
When a family is poor, a sugar-coated haws on a stick can make them smile happily for a whole day, but for a wealthy person, no matter how delicious the candied haws it is, it will not attract his taste buds.
Hearing the people pointing and making noises next to him, Wang Bushu wanted to cover his face. Isn't this too embarrassing? Fortunately, several colleagues ate faster and filled their stomachs before all the officials arrived. and stuffed his pockets.
The martial arts arena was full of officials. It was obvious that many people who came to clock in early were not used to it. Their eyes were dazed and listless. If they were not sitting, some of them would probably fall down.
Wang Busheng looked specifically at Xiong Yingxiong, who was also a military attache. His eyelids were drooped, and he kept drinking water to relieve his sleepiness. Maybe he worked overtime last night.
When everyone arrived, the yamen servant ran to the front hall, and Lin Shouju walked out after a while. He was dressed the same as yesterday, but if you look carefully, he should have trimmed his beard.
Lin Shouju sat down and all the officials saluted.
Lin Shouju waved his hand and motioned for everyone to waive the courtesy, "My lords, please rise."
Lin Shouju took a sip of tea and saw everyone sitting down, so he spoke slowly, "My lords, thanks to the great love of the Holy One, I have been appointed to act as the prefect of Songjiang. I will live up to the Holy One's entrustment. I will serve as an official for a long time and benefit the whole country. However, I, Songjiang Prefecture, There are many yamen, and the abilities of the officials are uneven, and most of the part-time workers hired are illiterate. In order to implement the rules and regulations of the court without compromise, the officials of Songjiang Mansion must unify their thoughts and work hard in one place. Only by appraising your thoughts can your actions be effective."
After looking at the reactions of the officials below, they all listened carefully. Lin Shouju was very satisfied. "For this reason, I have decided to set aside an hour every morning to conduct ideological training for all the adults."
"Ideological education"? When hearing the new term, many officials were a little confused.
Without keeping everyone waiting, Lin Shoju continued, "Master of Heaven and Earth, today we will talk about the importance of loyalty to the emperor. Loyalty encompasses the history of the country, even though the mulberry fields have different traces. Without the present saint, we would not have the happy life we have today. Today, we would not have the happy life we have today." The Holy Spirit is the son of God, who was photographed by God to save the people of our Ming Dynasty."
The eloquent 5,000-word exposition of loyalty to the emperor blew away half of the people below.
If the country is rich and the poor are governed, the people will be easy to control. If the people are not allowed to have money, they will not be able to develop their wisdom. This is a common method used by monarchs to control the people. However, it is obvious that this method is outdated and difficult to implement in the Ming Empire, so ideological education became main means.
I hated this kind of meaningless brainwashing education the most in my life, and Wang Busheng kept nodding his head.
Fortunately, Lin Shouju's preparation time was relatively short. Five thousand words of unscripted speech was already the limit, so he could only end his sonorous and powerful speech without saying anything.
Everyone clapped mechanically.
"My lords, today's discussion on official loyalty to the emperor ends here." After saying so much, Lin Shouju was also a little thirsty and drank a cup of warm tea. "The theme of our discussion tomorrow is that the people are the most important, the country is the second most important, and the emperor is the most important." Okay, okay, today's meeting is over. I hope that all the adults will not miss the meeting tomorrow. I will call the roll from time to time, and those who are absent for no reason will not be spared. If you feel unwell, you can bring the elixir and the diagnosis of the miracle doctor. Fang Zi asked me to ask for leave."
Although most of the officials here usually sit and drink tea at work, it doesn’t matter where they drink tea, but the buzzing in their ears will also affect the taste of the tea. Many officials are already planning to miss tomorrow’s training, and some The official thought of calling in sick, but no matter how cunning a fox was, he couldn't escape the hunter's shotgun. Lin Shouju had long blocked their escape route.
No way, all the officials could only say that they were lucky enough to be able to listen to the No. 1 scholar's teachings. Without him, this was impossible.
Lin Shouju was also very happy that everyone was giving him face like this, "Everyone is busy with your affairs, so I won't let you have lunch. It's better to go back to work early."
After walking out of the prefect's yamen, Wang Bushi took his horse and sat next to Wu Zuo. It was time for dinner soon. With the leader by his side, Wang Bushi had no choice but to treat him generously.
In an ordinary tavern, Wu Zuang was worried that the imperial censor would impeach Jin Yiwei for drinking during working hours. Wu Zuang decisively refused Wang Busheng's kindness to invite everyone to drink, but the food accepted.
A total of ten dishes were placed in front of the four people, including chicken, meat and fish.
"Master Wu, our prefect likes meetings very much. He actually organizes studies every morning." The king was full of complaints.
Work is done by doing, not by holding meetings. The unity of knowledge and action by Wang Dasheng has not been popularized in the Ming Empire.
"All the officials from above are like this," Wu said.
"Brother Wang, you don't know something." Boss Guo tore off a chicken leg and opened his mouth to explain to Wang Immortal. "According to my many years of experience, officials who like to hold meetings want to climb up. Such people are of no benefit to the people, but They will not harm the people, and those officials who never ask questions about their officials also want to climb up, but their favorite thing to do is to make money, which is extremely harmful to the people."
"What Brother Guo said makes sense, but there are meetings every day, so there is no time for work."
Although people in previous lives also liked to have meetings, they did not happen every day. And you can also ask for leave. If your aunt comes or your uncle comes, you can take leave.
After looking at Wang Busheng, Wu Zui felt that his brother was a little confused, "Brother, you are thinking too much. Even if the prefect is not in a meeting, they will not be working during these hours. Serving the people of the Ming Empire is just shouting. Just shouting slogans.”
"If they don't want to do practical things for the people, what will they do at work?"
"Drink tea and read a book, or play chess and fight the landlord."
"They fish during working hours, but they are not worthy of the people of the Ming Empire who pay taxes. The food of the people is worse than feeding dogs."
"Ahem, they are worse than dogs."
