Chapter 161 "Testing Method" from Another World
The Xiuwenkan is located outside the north gate of the palace city and is covered by the imperial city.
This is to ensure that the imperial guards are on guard, that no one else can get close, and that the secrets in the museum are not leaked.
After the carriage stopped, Zhao Duan stepped out of the car and instantly felt dozens of overt and covert eyes scanning towards him.
This is a huge improvement in perception after advancing to high level.
"When you get in later, remember not to talk nonsense." Mochou stepped out of the car, and now the heat on her face had subsided, and she switched to the state of a female official.
Don’t forget to remind me.
"I know." Zhao Duan was helpless, how worried this unexpected "love rival" was about him...
With Mochou leading the way, the guard at the door of Xiuwen Hall did not check his identity and stepped aside to invite the two of them to enter.
Stepping into the courtyard and walking around the screen wall, in the largest house in front, there were faint sounds of intense voices.
It's just that the sound insulation is very good. Even though Zhao Duan has a sharp ear and eyesight, he can't hear the specific content clearly.
Until the two of them came to the door, Mochou knocked twice and slowly opened it.
The "big office" of Xiuwenkan comes into view.
Only then did an old voice become clear:
“Official administration is the most important thing!”
Then, there is the "aroma of books" composed of fresh pens, inks, paper and inkstones, and the serious and intense atmosphere in the air when everyone is discussing.
Zhao Duan felt nostalgic for a while, remembering the mountains of materials in the archives in his previous life, as well as the strong tea and cigarettes when he stayed up late for meetings.
Yes, but he prefers to call it "Banwei" collectively...
In the huge and spacious space, desks are scattered around, with the four treasures of the study on top, as well as unlit lamps.
At this moment, about ten people were sitting around the big table in the middle, seemingly discussing something.
Zhao Duan understood instantly that he was late.
"Therefore, if the problem of officialdom cannot be solved, the subsequent New Deal cannot be implemented! The imperial decree cannot be passed down to the lower levels and implemented effectively."
First time at the big table.
Wearing a crimson academic robe, an octogenarian with white beard and hair sat upright, with sharp eyes on his square face, setting the first tone for the controversy.
Master Dong!
Zhao Duan recognized it at a glance.
Then, he saw Empress Dayu sitting next to Grand Master Dong, who was wearing white uniforms and a crown, with a majestic and cold expression.
Xu Zhenguan's hair was covered with black hair today, and he looked particularly dignified and solemn.
At this moment, he sat without saying a word. When he saw the two people entering the room, he just glanced at them without any other expression.
Today is a serious empress...
"Let's go." Mochou gently touched him with her elbow, signaling to be silent.
Zhao Duanxin said, "I understand. If you are late for the meeting and the leader doesn't ask you, then just quietly sit in a corner."
He glanced around and found an unfamiliar official in the corner at the end of the desk, holding a pen and concentrating on copying Grand Master Dong's words.
"Minuter of the meeting..."
Seeing this, Zhao Duan simply pulled up a chair and sat next to him.
Put down the basket of pears in your hand so that you can peek at the recorded text later and make up for the beginning of the meeting.
The recording officer glanced at him, seemingly surprised.
But when Mochou nodded, he continued to focus on coding without any distractions, just pretending that the two people approaching him didn't exist.
When Zhao Duan saw this, he blinked and felt that something was missing and felt uncomfortable all over.
Patting his head, Mochou looked at him in confusion, and took out a stack of white paper from the thick pile of white paper beside the recorder, and then casually picked up a slender brush.
I put on the posture of listening to the leader's speech and taking notes, and suddenly felt comfortable all over.
——It feels right!
Only then did he have time to look at the eight "bachelors".
As expected, they are all quite young.
Although there was no identity card on the table, he still matched people's names according to "the distance between their seats and the empress."
The "Number One Talent", Han Zhi, was the closest to Master Dong. He was a scribe in his thirties.
Wearing a bachelor's robe, he looks a little frail, his hair is neatly combed behind his head, his eyes are clear, and he is very literary.
He is a seemingly gentle and elegant scholar, who fits the stereotype of "gentleman".
Wang You, who came from a wealthy family, was about twenty-eight or nine, wearing the same bachelor's robe.
A well-proportioned noble man with fair skin and a well-proportioned hand placed his hand on the table and tapped it gently.
The other elbow was leaning on the armrest of the chair, as if deep in thought. His posture was the most casual and relaxed among the young bachelors present.
The third-ranked "Guo Jieyuan" is the oldest, about thirty-five years old, with ordinary appearance, the kind that can't be found in a pile of embarrassments.
He has the most tacky temperament, and he is the only one among the three who looks towards Zhao Duan.
At this moment, the two sides' eyes met. Guo Jieyuan smiled, nodded slightly, then turned back and continued to focus on the meeting. At this time, as Master Dong reiterated his tone, everyone started talking again:
"What the Grand Master said is absolutely true. However, the administration of officials has been corrupted for a long time. In my opinion, if we want to rectify it, the focus should still be on the two words of 'corruption' and 'redundant officials.'"
“How about downsizing and streamlining?”
"It's inappropriate. The redundant officials were originally used by the late emperor to disperse the power of local officials, but they demolished one official and established two... Now, it seems redundant, but in fact there is a shortage of capable officials. If they are abolished, wouldn't they be breaking their own arms? Or maybe? High salary to support integrity?"
"The national treasury has a huge deficit and is still rushing to fill the hole. Where can we get it? If we can't restore the ancestral system and impose severe punishments, it will be ineffective in the long term, but it is feasible in the short term..."
"...The long-standing shortcomings are all in the official department, and it should be solved in the official department. Humph, isn't it Li Yanfu's legacy?"
A group of young bachelors expressed their opinions and the atmosphere was lively.
When talking about the Prime Minister, he is also called by his first name.
This surprised Zhao Duan.
What was even more surprising was that in the face of this discussion that was almost as lively as a vegetable market, neither Grand Master Dong nor the Empress had the slightest intention to stop it. Instead, they were happy to see it happen.
This is a bit interesting.
On the first day of discussing state affairs, we got into the mood... This is the atmosphere for discussing real issues, rather than reporting in a rigid manner, without saying a word, it depends on the leader's face for consideration...
Not to mention anything else, Zhao Duan's first impression of the Xiuwen Museum was not bad.
Of course, perhaps this group of young bachelors want to express their ambition too much and have held it back for too long.
Today, the empress came in person, allowing them to speak freely, and each of them had a strong desire to express themselves.
"Is the administration of the imperial court very bad?" Zhao Duan lowered his voice and asked Mo Zhaorong who was sitting next to him.
Mochou had just read the "meeting minutes" and glared at him, but still sighed, nodded, and whispered:
“In the great Yu Dynasty, officials in the capital inspected the capital once every six years, and local officials made plans once every three years.
According to this ancestral system, although it is difficult to eliminate moths, if it is strictly implemented, no big mistakes will be made. However, the late emperor delegated power for too long, and the evaluation was in the hands of Li Yanfu. As time went by, it became more and more lax, and the evaluation became superficial...
Nowadays, there are already many ills. It is extremely difficult to solve this matter, but now that the treasury is empty, it is a first-class priority. Without money, nothing can be done. Therefore, the idea of changing rice into mulberry was mentioned before... It was also urgent to seek medical treatment.
And if you want to fill the national treasury, you can't avoid official governance..."
With Mochou's explanation, combined with the information provided by many bachelors during their quarrels and discussions, Zhao Duan finally had a clear understanding of Dayu's corruption in officialdom.
Not surprisingly, this is easy to derive.
Whenever people are involved, without effective supervision, chaos will inevitably breed.
And judging from the results of Li Dang and the Eight Kings becoming bigger one after another, we know that the old emperor is definitely a careless person and has not grasped the power in his hands.
It's not like I haven't tried to solve it.
According to Mochou, the old emperor once transferred assessment matters from the Ministry of Rites to the cabinet.
It is equivalent to taking this work from the lower departments to oneself, which is also an attempt to "centralize power."
But it happened that the prime minister of the cabinet, Li Yanfu, was also the minister of the Ministry of official affairs. As a result, the assessment seemed to be handed over, but in fact it remained unchanged and became a mere formality...
If moved.
"Six years of Beijing inspection? Three years of planning?"
Zhao Duan frowned, feeling that this method was a bit familiar:
"Is it just like this?"
This time it was Mochou's turn to be speechless: "What else?"
Zhao Duan didn't say anything. He was just out of habit, comparing this assessment method with the one he was familiar with in his previous life.
Obviously different, what about KPI? What about the damn performance metrics?
That's not to say that Dayu's assessment method doesn't involve it, but...
Something is wrong.
Very familiar...seems...seen somewhere...
The discussion in the room continued.
No one noticed that Zhao Duan in the corner closed his eyes and began to search for the memories of his previous life in his mind.
With the pressure on his brain, some knowledge that he had memorized while reading books in his previous life began to emerge.
Six years of Beijing inspection...
Yes, it was recorded in the Ming history-related books that the leader in his previous life liked, and it was the assessment method of the Ming Dynasty.
Later, because it took too long and became a formality, the assessment mechanism was paralyzed, and the Ministry of Personnel was also responsible.
How to solve it later?
As the memories deepened, a name suddenly popped into Zhao Duan’s mind:
Zhang Juzheng.
The next entry spread smoothly: Zhang Juzheng's reforms, Wanli ZTE...
What method did Zhang Juzheng use to solve it?
It seems that I remember that I invented a very well-known assessment method.
Zhao Duan opened his eyes, and with the brush in his hand, he subconsciously wrote three words on the stack of paper in front of him:
test method
(End of chapter)