Longcheng County Government.
Ouyang Rong's figure just appeared.
The old county magistrate came forward to welcome him and winked.
The voice still sounds familiar.
Ouyang Rong glanced at him.
"President Diao County came earlier than me and was also more urgent than me."
Diao County Prime Minister was upright and awe-inspiring: "Mingfu is a role model for our generation. The affairs of Mingfu are our business. How can we not be anxious?"
Ouyang Rong nodded
Xie Lingjiang, Yan Liulang, and Li Xian's family who were following them all stopped outside the mansion.
Waiting with County Magistrate Diao and other county officials, watching the slender back of the young county magistrate.
Ouyang Rong came in alone.
He strode into the county government hall as if he were attending a meeting alone.
In the lobby, there are already many people waiting, drinking tea or sitting upright.
Their official uniforms had different colors and accessories. At this moment, as the young county magistrate entered the room, all the officials' eyes fell on the latter.
Facing the scrutinizing eyes, Ouyang Rong's expression remained as usual. He swept his gaze and quickly classified the people in the hall.
There were seven or eight officials, most of whom were unfamiliar faces, and the rest were officials from Jiangzhou Governor's Office. Ouyang Rong was quite familiar. As for the unfamiliar faces, they should have followed the Luoyang envoy from the capital.
Surrounded by these enthusiastic or respectful officials, the one at the top was a middle-aged official in dark green official uniform, with a high crown and a fish bag on his waist.
The official in green uniform is tall, with a beard on his cheeks, his eyes are deep, and his face is as calm and majestic as a sculpture.
Ouyang Rong saw that he was holding a brocade book in his hand. He was serious in speech and expression, which made the atmosphere in the lobby solemn.
Presumably it is the emissary from Luoyang, who is in charge today.
Next to the Luoyang envoy, there was a familiar official in Qingyi who was a minister in the Jiangzhou government. His surname was Yu, and he was in charge of the official examinations in Jiangzhou.
At this moment, Ouyang Rong noticed that the gray-haired Yu Sigong was looking sideways at him with a hint of envy, even to the point of envy mixed with a hint of jealousy.
"Your Excellency is the Order of Dragon City, Ouyang Lianghan?"
Ouyang Rong bowed his hands and said, "That's it. Who is your lord?"
Yu Sigong answered quickly:
"Lord Ouyang, Lord Song, a member of the Heavenly Officials Department, was specially sent by the gods to carry out the selection and removal of officials."
Ouyang Rong turned around calmly, cupped his fists and saluted: "Master Song, I apologize for missing you from afar."
The so-called Tianguan is the original official department, but it was renamed by Empress Wei.
Similarly, the Household Department was renamed the Land Officials, and the remaining four departments of Li, Bing, Xing, and Gong were changed to the Four Officials of Spring, Summer, Autumn, and Winter.
Menxia Province was changed to Luantai, Zhongshu Province was changed to Fengge, and Shangshu Province was changed to Wenchangtai.
Are you bored? Boring, but what can you do?
The elderly empress who sits at the top of the Zhou court has been so fond of success, auspiciousness and luck in recent years.
In the court where the country's top intellectual resources flowed, a group of big men tried every means to cajole and accommodate her.
Ouyang Rong was complaining in his heart, but naturally he couldn't express it.
Song Hao, a foreign minister with a serious expression, asked about local affairs as usual, and Ouyang Rong answered fluently.
Song Hao noticed that the young man in front of him was talking well and in an orderly manner. He glanced up and down at the young county magistrate who stood as tall as a pine tree. After a while, a smile appeared on the corner of his face with a Chinese character:
"What a man who stands like an orchid and a jade tree, and smiles like a bright moon in his arms... The criteria for selection by the Ministry of Civil Affairs include four talents and three qualities, as well as personal, verbal and written judgment. They all have them, and even go beyond them."
With a look of satisfaction on his face, he turned around and said to his colleagues on the left and right:
"Those fellow officials who have evaluated Ouyang Lianghan in the capital before have praised him well."
The so-called "judgment by personal words and written judgment" means that after a scholar passes the examination of the Ministry of Rites and becomes a scholar, he is not directly awarded an official position and must go through the official selection process of the Ministry of Personnel.
Among them, the body refers to the majestic appearance; the speech refers to the correct speech. Calligraphy refers to the beauty of regular script; judgment refers to excellence in arts and science.
In short, to be a civil servant in the Great Qian Dynasty and the Great Zhou Dynasty, you must not only be talented, but also have a good skin and good temperament. This is also an important criterion for selecting officials.
When he was in Luoyang, after Ouyang Rongzhong passed the imperial examination, he went to the Ministry of Heavenly Officials and went through the official selection process. He was recognized as a vase in the first year of Jiushi, no, he was Tanhualang;
And at the Apricot Garden Banquet, Empress Wei, a senior member of the Appearance Association, personally selected the candidates who passed the test.
Ouyang Rong naturally does not lose at all in terms of skinny temperament, which is a big plus, and he is somewhat arrogant to his peers.
All the officials around Song Hao smiled and echoed:
"County Magistrate Ouyang has made such great achievements at such a young age and managed a county in an orderly manner. It is really like the waves behind the Yangtze River pushing the waves ahead."
"When I look at him, he forgets the ordinary things when he sees them... He is truly a talented person."
Seeing the praise in the court, Yu Sigong, who came from Pidian, Jiangzhou to accompany him, had a trace of hesitation in his eyes.
He leaned over and whispered:
"Sir Song, this is the examination form written by Mr. Wang of Jiangzhou to Magistrate Ouyang. Shangguan asked me to give it to you."
Yu Sigong silently took out a volume of documents from his sleeve and handed it to Song Hao.
The so-called examination report is actually a routine process for determining official promotion. It is an evaluation written by the governors of local states after selecting their subordinate officials.
Hearing this, everyone's eyes fell on the "examination certificate" written by Governor Wang to Ouyang Lianghan.
"Oh? Mr. Wang is really interested."
Song Hao glanced at Yu Sigong who was smiling, nodded slightly, and took the examination form.
The middle-aged Beijing official lowered his eyes and browsed for a while, with a calm expression on his face. He put the examination certificate in his sleeve, turned his head, and continued to answer questions with Ouyang Rong.
Yu Sigong lowered his head and rolled his eyes upward. He carefully saw that Song Hao was chatting and laughing with others, and seemed to have no influence at all...
In the lobby, other accompanying officials also noticed this, but they all agreed not to ask, and the atmosphere continued.
Facing the faint undercurrent on the court, Ouyang Rong turned a deaf ear and smiled politely. He turned to look at Yu Sigong with kind and peaceful eyes, and the latter nodded calmly in response.
After some investigation and questioning, Song Hao became less serious than before and had a more pleasant smile on his face.
It seemed that he had finished asking questions. The special envoy from the Heavenly Official finally opened the brocade fold in his hand. He was also the focus of everyone's attention today.
In fact, Song Hao knew very well the thoughts and intentions of Yu Sigong next to him and the Inspector Wang behind him who handed over the "examination certificate".
But this time, he was just going through the motions and forming a good relationship in advance.
Do you really think he is here to make an assessment and decision on the spot? Although this is the case in name, it still needs to be completed to complete the last process.
However, after the Heavenly Official issued an imperial edict in front of the Wenchang Stage in the Shendu Political Hall, the promotion and destiny of the originally small seventh-grade Longcheng County Magistrate in front of him was no longer under the Heavenly Official's control.
There is a noble person.
However, the majestic and unheard-of Broken Wing Canal outside the city... I can't say whether it is self-help or noble help.
In other words, in the Zhou Dynasty, which still retained the tradition of aristocratic politics, both were indispensable if one wanted to move forward.
As for who this noble person is, whether it is the most noble person in a certain sense in the Zhou Dynasty, the empress Wei, or the noble minister of the political affairs hall, it is not known for the time being.
Song Hao had a calm expression and lowered his eyes to browse. After a while, he raised his head and asked:
"How old is Magistrate Ouyang?"
"After ten months, it will be twenty-one." Ouyang Rong answered truthfully.
"Are you just weak..."
Song Hao sighed, folded the brocade folds with his palms, pointed at Ouyang Rong, and said to his colleagues on the left and right:
"The young Censor, the Censor, should be the youngest in this dynasty!"
The whole place was in an uproar.
Even the accompanying officials who had vaguely guessed that this young county magistrate, who had made great achievements in flood control and had a far-reaching reputation, might be promoted this time, looked shocked at this moment.
Censor's desk, serving the Censor!
Not to mention being promoted and changing positions, he was promoted from a remote country back to the capital.
To put it simply, this censor belongs to the Qingliu class, and it is also a good place for the most noble people among the officials in the capital.
And Shi Yushi is from the sixth rank.
The Yushitai is similar to Ouyang Rong's Discipline Inspection Commission in his previous life, with the power to supervise all officials and rectify discipline.
The first official is the Yushi Dafu, and the second deputy is the Yushi Zhongcheng.
Under it, three courtyards were established: Taiyuan, Dianyuan and Chaoyuan.
Among them, the one with the vaguest status is Taiyuan. Taiyuan has four censors, whose official positions are from the sixth rank.
His responsibilities are to correct the situation, appoint hundreds of officials, and push forward lawsuits in prison.
These four censors are considered to be the highest-ranking censors under the censor doctor and censor Zhongcheng, and have great power to conduct independent inspections.
From the seventh rank of local county magistrate, he was promoted to the sixth rank of imperial official and censor.
This step is a real success.
It was very hot inside and outside the county government hall.
But there are also people who are as silent as a cicada.
Yu Sigong, who had just made a report for Shangguan, froze and drank tea, not daring to look up at someone.
Ouyang Rong politely dealt with the accompanying officials who were praising and congratulating him.
"County Magistrate Ouyang, no, it should be Yushi Ouyang. Congratulations. From now on, we will be considered colleagues as court ministers."
Song Hao smiled and handed the Zhu Jinzhe in his hand to Ouyang Rong.
Ouyang Rong glanced at Jinzhe and took it silently, but did not open it immediately.
Seeing that things were almost done, Song Hao put his hand on the armrest and prepared to stand up.
"Master Song, please stay. This time, Master Song has come all the way to thank you. However, I have something to do here, so I must ask Master Song to come again..."
Song Hao paused when he was halfway up, and turned around to look. He saw the promising young county magistrate placing the unread brocade folds on the table, then silently took out a stack of folds from his sleeves and presented them with both hands.
"This is……"
Song Hao was slightly stunned, and other officials in the lobby also looked confused.
…
At the same time, at the gate of Longcheng County Government Office.
Figures of people gathered around.
Xie Lingjiang and Li Xian's family, as well as County Magistrate Diao, Yan Liulang and other county officials, were waiting anxiously and expectantly.
The main door of the county government office is wide open. Standing at the door and looking in, you can vaguely see the scene of the county government office inside.
But I couldn't hear any specific sound, and I couldn't help but feel curious.
Yan Liulang broke the silence outside the door and spoke in an expectant tone:
"Is the Ming government going to be promoted?"
"If nothing else, Ouyang Lianghan should be promoted."
It was Li Guo'er's clear voice. She held the butterfly slave in her arms and stroked its snow-white hair, cherishing her treasures:
"Since it is said to be an emissary from the Heavenly Official of the Divine Capital, he must have brought the edict with him.
“Imperial edicts are generally divided into two types, one is called making a book, and the other is called an imperial edict. The former deals specifically with important matters, while the latter deals with the daily affairs of the court.
"So most of the edicts are official documents written by the deacons of the political affairs hall, which are read by His Majesty and approved with the word "edict" at the end. The effect of the word 'edict' alone is as effective as the law.
“Coupled with the management of this dynasty, the appointment and dismissal of officials below the fifth rank only requires the political affairs hall or Tianguan to draw up a list and submit it to His Majesty for approval.
"Furthermore, this edict was personally sent by an official from the Heavenly Officials Department, so it must be about personnel transfers.
"Ouyang Lianghan has made great contributions to the construction of the Broken Wing Canal and deserves to be promoted. There is no doubt that he will move from the seventh rank to the sixth rank. But I don't know what official position has been arranged. Whether he will be directly promoted to the main state, or according to the rules, he will be promoted to the sixth rank, but he must go to Lingnan or the frontier. A term of office?"
The little girl with plum blossom makeup who had just gotten haircut spoke in a curious tone. She knew the central system of the imperial court very well and seemed to be naturally enthusiastic about it.
When Xie Lingjiang, Li Xian, Li Dalang, Yan Liulang and others heard this, their eyes lit up and they felt honored.
But immediately, Li Xian's smile faded, he frowned slightly, and looked at the county government hall with a mixture of joy and worry.
I don't know what I thought of, but I was quite distressed.
At this moment, everyone saw the figures in the lobby jumping for joy, which seemed like a happy event. Sure enough, after a while, a small official who went to inquire about the news ran out from the courtroom.
The small official said with great joy to Diao County Cheng and everyone:
"According to the decree of the Ministry of Civil Affairs, Lord Ming Mansion, for his meritorious service in controlling floods, he was promoted to the Censor's Office to serve as the Censor!"
Pairs of eyes glanced at him.
Outside the mansion, the air was quiet for a short time, and then the pot exploded, and everyone was surprised.
"The Censor at the Censor's Office?" Xie Ling Jiang Qiao was a little surprised.
"What kind of official is this? Is it very good?" This is confused Danyan Rokuro.
"Beijing official!" Li Fusu exclaimed.
"Sixth-grade imperial official!" Li Guo'er said in a complicated tone.
"Reach to the sky in one step! Master Mingfu is on stage."
Diao Xian Cheng's small eyes were widened, he almost couldn't breathe, and his face turned red:
"I know it, I know it, Lord Mingfu is not a simple man! His official career is prosperous, his fortune is shining brightly, he is truly a noble man! I did not make a mistake, and it is not in vain that I have endured hardship and hard work these days! Hahaha, the sixth-grade imperial censor, Qingliu, who has returned to Beijing with a good job, can reach the sky with one step, one step at a time!"
Diao County Cheng jumped up on the spot, looked left and right, and shouted happily.
Those who didn't know thought it was because he had been promoted. He seemed to be more excited than Ouyang Rong himself, which attracted Xie Lingjiang and others around him to look askance.
However, if you think about it carefully, you can understand it.
After all, from now on, the old county magistrate can be regarded as a good friend and "someone in the court". Moreover, Ouyang Rong, who made the first contribution to flood control, agrees to such "smooth progress" treatment.
As the second official of the county town, he worked hard not only for minor merits but also for flood control, so he was naturally rewarded a lot. The bigger Ouyang Rong's reward was, the bigger his reward would be. The two of them were tied to the same boat, helping each other in the same boat, and they depended on each other for wealth and wealth.
At present, Ouyang Rong was not only rewarded with an increase in official rank from seventh rank to sixth rank, but he also had the opportunity to be directly promoted to the capital.
In the eyes of some people, the latter is simply more difficult than the transition from seventh grade to sixth grade.
With the same rank, Beijing officials are naturally more noble than local officials.
In the Great Zhou Dynasty, local official institutions were very bloated, and promotions to several minor levels were often the same as not being promoted, and the perception of improvement was not strong.
The institutions of the central court are relatively vertical, and the improvement to the next level is very obvious.
But this has also resulted in the fact that the vacant positions of Beijing officials are usually very popular, and the competition is fierce. There is a saying that if people from outside cannot squeeze in, it will be difficult for people inside to get promoted.
Just look at how many "white-headed Hanlins" there are in the Imperial Academy of God's capital, who have wasted their whole lives in one position after becoming a Jinshi.
For another example, Ouyang Rong contradicted the empress in court and was transferred out of the capital. From Lintai Zhengzi, who was in the ninth rank, he was promoted to the remote Longcheng County Magistrate in the seventh rank.
In the eyes of the civil and military officials of the Manchu Dynasty, this was all promotion and demotion in secret.
It is better to continue to be Lintai Zhengzi, who is under the ninth rank, and to be a noble minister of the emperor.
Even if you stay here for a lifetime, it's worth it. If you grow old, you will grow old. Besides, as long as you are not stupid, you can survive a few levels, defeat others with your lifespan, and focus on being an everlasting official...
This kind of scene is not uncommon in central Luoyang.
This shows the value of the word "Beijing Official".
After receiving the order, Ouyang Rong's official status as a sixth-rank official in the capital, if he occasionally goes out and travels around the prefectures and counties, he will not be in any way inferior to being a fifth-rank official in certain places, and he will also be regarded as a high-ranking official and a proper imperial official. Imperial envoy.
Of course, this situation is only placed in the officialdom of middle and low ranks.
If it is placed in the officialdom of the fourth rank or above, it will be a different rule. After all, being a border official seems not bad.
All in all, at this moment, a sixth-grade Beijing official and censor, worthy of his age, was born and rising slowly in front of everyone outside the door.
It's nothing more than a steady rise to success.
Brothers, relatives came and made a lot of noise all day long. At night, Xiaorong was given a bottle of white wine. It was his first time to drink it, and he felt dizzy when writing...
(End of chapter)
