Zhao Ping remained calm and calm: "What if they can't do practical things and they are sidelined?"
If the imperial court insists on appointing officials, no matter how powerful these officials are, they will only be empty in Changyuan County and Zhaojiazhuang Town.
The clerks in each house in Zhaojiazhuang Town are not the kind of temporary workers in other places who can be fired at any time.
All of them are officially established and eat the royal food. They can stand alone and are extremely loyal to Zhaojiazhuang.
Because they are where they are today, all because of Zhaojiazhuang.
At the same time, Zhaojiazhuang Town already has the county magistrate Qian Shao. Even if there is an assistant chief bookkeeper, it will not cause any big troubles.
However, Zhao Ping is considering the longer term and should guard against the slightest change.
You know, even if it is thousands of miles long, the embankment will collapse in the ant nest.
The imperial court was obviously testing Zhao Ping's limits. This time he was the chief registrar, and next time he might be the county magistrate or county magistrate.
Yu Jie didn't speak at the side. He already knew the result and was drinking tea leisurely.
"Empty?" Jingdong's face changed slightly, and he was deep in thought while drinking tea.
As a court official, if he is ignored, it is a sign of incompetence.
If you receive a negative review from your superiors in the performance appraisal, it will definitely make the officials in the Ministry of Personnel lose face, and it will also affect the appointment of other officials.
Jingdong's face was uncertain. He finally arrived in Sichuan, but he didn't expect to be so disgraced. How could he go back and explain to his boss?
Yu Jie saw that the two sides were a little cold, so she glanced at Tang Yi, her chief clerk.
Tang Yi didn't realize it, so he immediately came out from behind Yu Jie and first added water to Jingdong's Zui Chunfeng tea.
Then he smiled slightly, and his smile also made people feel like spring breeze: "Zixi (Jingdong's courtesy name), you and other officials' children will be welcomed to Zhaojiazhuang Academy."
Jingdong was stunned, as if he saw a flash of lightning in the dark night, and couldn't help but look up at Zhao Ping.
"We welcome Beijing students to come to Zhaojiazhuang Academy to study." Zhao Ping gave Tang Yi an appreciative look and immediately agreed happily.
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For court officials, local specialties such as Zhaojiazhuang sweaters, clam oil, and Zui Chunfeng must of course be prepared.
Tang Yi's move actually implies that Zhaojiazhuang Academy will pay special attention to the children of officials in the Ministry of Personnel.
"Here, let me think about it." After hearing this, Jingdong continued to think while drinking tea.
The Imperial Examination of the Song Dynasty can be said to be the most powerful examination in history. Not only did the names need to be obscured, but the test papers also had to be copied, making it difficult for the examiner to discover the original candidates.
In other words, in the Song Dynasty imperial examination, it was very difficult to cheat. What you think of is what the court has already thought of.
What's more, there were not many opportunities for imperial examinations in the Song Dynasty. They were held only once every three years, and only three to four hundred people were admitted each time.
It can be said that the road to the imperial examination is so difficult that it would not be an exaggeration to say that it would take thousands of troops and horses to cross a single-plank bridge.
But when Zhao Ping arrived, he used the scholar examination method to give students a second career path.
It has become a practice for the top three scholars in the examination to be recommended to the Ministry of Etiquette and awarded as Jinshi.
Even if you don't pass the top three, the top ten are considered classics and have the opportunity to be promoted to officials.
If your qualifications are even worse, you will only be among the top 100. Even though you are a minor official, you will still receive royal food.
The reason why Zhao Ping agreed was because of his own considerations.
In fact, these officials' children have been educated by good teachers since childhood, and their parents have good genes. There are very few truly mediocre and useless talents.
From the perspective of applying what they have learned, Zhaojiazhuang Academy can cultivate even an average talent in the Song Dynasty into an outstanding talent.
This is a good proof that Zhaojiazhuang Academy candidates took the top three places in the Yanting Town and Lingquan County Scholar Examinations.
The reason why these candidates are willing to come to Zhaojiazhuang School to study is that they are either children from poor families or concubines from large families. It is often difficult for them to perform well in the imperial examinations.
I believe that through the training of Zhaojiazhuang School, most of these officials' children will stand out and become the best in the examination room.
As long as most of the officials' children do well in exams, these officials must be very happy.
After all, it is common sense that the son of a prime minister may not become a prime minister, and the son of a minister may not become a minister.
What's more important is that after these officials' children enter Zhaojiazhuang Academy, they will be assimilated soon and regard themselves as part of Zhaojiazhuang.
Isn't it? The king of heaven and earth is the master, and the teacher also occupies a place among them.
For court officials, attending Zhaojiazhuang Academy and growing up to work in the field is not a problem at all.
Even if you are not admitted as a Jinshi or scholar, Zhaojiazhuang still has arrangements, which is much better than being a husband or hanging around waiting to die.
Thinking of this, Jingdong showed a smile on his face and bowed his hands to Yu Jie and Zhao Ping: "Your Majesty, thank you, Bachelor and Marquis."
There was one more thing he couldn't say, and he finally went back to explain it.
What Zhao Ping didn't expect was that after Jingdong returned, something unexpected happened to him.
Although Jingdong was a high-ranking official in the imperial court, he was only of the sixth rank and his salary was really limited.
Even the six-room house in front of him was not something he could afford. It was a house owned by the imperial court.
He was able to be assigned such a six-room house because he was an official in the Ministry of Personnel.
If you change it to a working condition doctor, some only have four or three rooms.
There is no way. There are too many sixth-grade officials in the capital.
His wife, Jingtian, is in her thirties, a mature woman, with still charming charm, willow eyebrows and big eyes, fair skin, and an oval face.
After seeing Jingdong return home, he immediately gave him a blessing. Jingtian smiled like a flower and said, "Thank you for your hard work, officials."
"Father, thank you for your hard work." The three children behind also saluted and said.
They have five children in total. Their two sons are already twenty and fifteen, and their two daughters are already married. There is also a ten-year-old daughter at home.
The two sons look like their father, but they are also very talented.
The elder man has good literary talent and has already passed the first Juren exam. The younger brother has not yet taken the Juren exam and is preparing to take the exam next year.
But it is their youngest daughter, Jing Sanniang, who is most liked by the Jingtian family.
Although Sanniang is only ten years old, she has inherited the advantages of her parents. She is well-dressed in pink makeup and has a face like a peach blossom.
Although he is still young, he already knows a lot about playing, playing, playing, chess, calligraphy and painting.
In addition to her beauty, Jingtian hoped that she would find a good husband.
Jingdong nodded happily and waved to the bullock cart driver: "Put it down."
The driver hurriedly took the boxes off the cart and placed them one after another on the ground.
Jingtian raised his head at this moment, and was stunned and almost turned to stone.
It turns out that these boxes have the words Zhaojiazhuang Workshop on them.
Her children were not much better, their eyes widened and they wanted to snatch them all away.
But there were too many, so she and her daughter had to carry one of them into the house, while Jingdong and his two sons carried the others in.
Their home is still a public house, and there are no servants. Only family members live here.
After seeing all the gifts entering his house, he quickly closed the door.
She leaned against the door, gasping for air, her expression extremely nervous.
"My lord, let me see what gifts you have." Jingtian said, eager to open one after another.
Her children also wanted to take action, but when they realized that their mother had not given instructions, they could only swallow their saliva while watching their mother open the box.
Zhaojiazhuang has a lot of gifts this time, almost ten boxes, and all the gifts it can make are in them.
When Mr. Jingtian opened the box and took a look, the eyes of the whole family almost fell out of their sockets.
There was a box full of everything, but there were just too many.
Some of them are clam oil and some are flower fairy gouache. Some are nectar and jade liquid, some are drunk spring breeze tea leaves, some are sweaters, woolen pants and socks, some are teacups, glass cups, fairy soap and so on.
Almost everything on the market is available here.
The key thing is that not only do they exist, but they are also numerous.
In the Song Dynasty, the salary was nominally high, but in fact they were all members of the society, and their families basically had enough to eat and clothe themselves.
Fortunately, the Jingtian family still had ten acres of fertile land as a dowry, and their life in the capital was average.
Even if they want to buy these, they only buy them in their dreams, and at most they only buy them during the New Year and holidays.
Jingdong's mouth opened as wide as the mouth of a box, and he was stunned for a moment. Then he swallowed two or three mouthfuls of saliva, as if his throat was dry.
Mr. Jingtian was so shocked by this sudden incident that he felt as if he had received an electric shock, and his spirit was in a state of semi-dementia.
The others were not much better. They all took a breath of air and looked as confused as a group of clay and wood carvings.
Jingtian's mouth, which could hold two eggs, finally closed. She swallowed her saliva and said with difficulty: "Guardian, so many things are worth almost a thousand copper coins."
"This," Jingdong finally came to his senses at this time and said with difficulty, "I didn't expect that Zhaojiazhuang would be so generous and give so many things."
"Master, you brought so many boxes back, did anyone see it?" Thinking of the heavy gifts, Mr. Jingtian trembled when he spoke, and his big eyes looked frightened.
After hearing this, several of her children also trembled all over, and some even chatted with their teeth.
They still live in their own houses, but in the public houses of the Ministry of Personnel. Except for the Shangshu, the other officials above the rank of doctor live here.
Such a large amount of property can be discovered by others. It is a trivial matter to be picked up and lose one's official position. However, if one is jailed, the gain outweighs the gain.
Seeing Jingtian's frightened look, Jingdong suddenly calmed down.
He said calmly: "It doesn't matter. Everyone in the entire staff department, including officials above the rank of minister, will have a share."
When he walked to Sichuan this time, he originally thought he would get nothing.
However, seeing such a heavy gift, no one in the official department could resist its temptation.
Jingtian was relieved at first, and then dumbfounded.
"Officials, everyone in the official department has a share. Isn't that something worth more than 200,000 yuan?" At this point, Jingtian almost screamed, but found that his mouth had been covered, so he had to Make a ugh sound.
When the other children saw this, they hurriedly covered their mouths.
Jingtian desperately pushed away the hand covering her, only to find it was Jingdong's hand, and her ears heard his deep voice: "Be careful, the walls have ears."
Jingtian nodded, and Jingdong released his hand covering his wife's mouth and sat down on the chair.
"You can only see this matter with your eyes, and you can't say a word, otherwise I will punish you severely." Seeing his three children all covering their mouths, as if they were petrified, he glanced at them and said in a deep voice.
The three children hurriedly bowed: "No, father."
Jingtian finally calmed down at this time and asked naa na na, "Officials, everyone above the doctor's rank, doesn't it mean that I owe that little saint a great favor?"
"I didn't look at the gift list carefully. I didn't expect that Zhao Ping was so generous. It was indeed a big favor." Jingdong felt as if he had been deceived and had to owe a favor.
Mr. Jingtian smiled like a flower and kept praising him: "I originally thought that being an official was a hard job, but I didn't expect that it turned into a beautiful job that everyone would envy."
"Dalang and Erlang can now go to Zhaojiazhuang Academy to study." Jingdong looked at the two sons standing beside him and couldn't help but smile.
Hearing this, the smile on Jingtian's face suddenly disappeared: "Official, if Dalang and Erlang are not studying in Taixue, why are they sent to Sichuan, thousands of miles away?"
"A woman's opinion." Jingdong's face suddenly darkened, "Did you know that almost everyone in Zhaojiazhuang Town can read? Students from the Zhaojiazhuang Town School participated in the scholar examination, and this time they ranked among the top ten, and were also awarded the same Jinshi."
"Officials, maybe Dalang and Erlang will be admitted to the Jinshi or even the number one scholar?" Jingtian looked stubborn and looked at his two sons with a proud look on his face.
