Originally, he thought that he had drawn the basic structure and handed the drawings to the country, and the country should be able to solve the remaining details. Unexpectedly, he still had to come back to him. It seemed that he had overestimated this era.
level of handicraft industry.
"Tsk", Feng Yong directly threw the blame, "The supervisor and that pig can't even do this thing well, why are they left to do it? It's like a corpse!"
Huang Yueying nodded and agreed: "It is indeed a vegetarian meal! The supervisors will belong to the outer court, which is difficult to deal with, but the various supervisors belong to the royal family and have been reprimanded by the emperor. The supervisors and supervisors have been demoted, and now they are
Waiting for you to take office."
Feng Yong was stunned when he heard this!
Is there something wrong with the logic of this statement? Why did it suddenly change to asking me to become an official?
"What? Still don't want to be an official?"
"No, madam, why is it me?"
"For your own good."
Why is it just for my own good?
Looking at Feng Yong's disbelieving look, Huang Yueying said lightly: "You must have heard that a few days ago, His Majesty the Emperor wanted to reward everyone with land in Hanzhong. There were many complaints in the court, and all the ministers thought it was someone.
Clever words lead to admonishment and slander..." He glanced at Feng Yong again, and the meaning was self-evident.
MMP! In Feng Yong's heart, ten thousand beasts roared and galloped past. There were clever words and tricks again, and clever words and tricks again! Why is it so difficult for me to do something? You said?
"But madam, you also know. This boy is not in good health and often has to stay in bed. If he really wants to become an official, he can't go on duty every day, for fear of missing something..."
I'm not in good health, I'm mentally ill, I'm just asking you if you're afraid?
"If you don't want to be fooled, just say it clearly!" Huang Yueying is angry and funny, but is not in good health? A man who has learned boxing is not your enemy, so how can he be in poor health?
Feng Yong chuckled: "It's not that I don't want to be a kid, it's just that I used to suffer from hysteria, and you know that, madam. What if I get the disease again one day and bump into someone I shouldn't bump into? Besides, kid.
You are lazy by nature. If you really want to be an official, you have to go on duty every day. If you can't stand it any day, you will become lazy. Doesn't this make things difficult for you?"
With more money and less things to do and being close to home, how many people wanted such a job in the past life? Feng Yong has simply skipped this level now and has directly entered the realm of eating and waiting to die. Why bother to clock in and go to work every day?
Don't think that the ancients didn't think this way. You can't tell it now. After the powerful families confirm their dominance in the Central Plains, a trend will form: only the most miserable people in the powerful families will be thrown out.
The emperor took action.
The most typical example is that in the early Tang Dynasty, even the emperor looked down upon the seven families and five surnames. Li Shimin wanted to marry a girl with the fifth surname. Not only did he not succeed, but he was also accused of having Hu blood. In the end, he had to make amends to others.
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At that time, the real direct descendants would not come out to work for the emperor. They would enjoy themselves behind closed doors at home every day. Do you want the family to send their talents to you to work? Okay, give me the greatest rights, and I will
come out.
So prime ministers, ministers, and ministers are basically from aristocratic families. Even if they are not from aristocratic families, they are inextricably related to the aristocratic families. There is no way, who can control the intellectual resources? Even the emperor
If you look down on them at all, how could you lower yourself to play with the emperor's lackeys?
In the era when imperial power did not go to the countryside, the emperor could directly control up to the city level. As for the countryside, it was the private land of aristocratic families - who said that people have more land? As the village elders say, it is better than the county magistrate to issue a notice
It still works. When officials go to the countryside, if they have something to do, they go directly to the local elders and villagers. As for the head of Guizhou, you don’t know where the yamen is opening. Do you think this sentence is a joke?
Of course, there are always exceptions in everything. There are always people with "big ambitions" in history, and these people are certainly not the case. But Feng Yong himself can only say that he has no big ambitions, or that he dare not "have big ambitions."
.Don’t think that time travelers are awesome. Wang Mang, the senior time traveler, knew how to become an emperor. He met Liu Xiu, the son of a plane, and was summoned by someone with a big summoning spell. Hundreds of thousands of troops encountered meteor showers, mudslides, and earthquakes.
After waiting for a series of natural disasters, thousands of people were killed by Liu Xiu in the end! Isn’t it frustrating enough?
And the era that Feng Yong lives in is also an era where heroes emerge in large numbers. As far as Feng Yong knows, there are at least three sons of the demiplane: Zhuge Laoyao, Sima Yi, and Sun Quan.
The old demon Zhuge used the extremely fragile grain transportation channels in the Shu area to defeat Wei State ten times its own size. He "feared Shu as much as a tiger" and in six years defeated Wei State's finances to the point where it almost collapsed. No one else can do this.
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Needless to say, Sima Yi was a combination of the movie king and the Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles. He fought to the death of all his rivals and finally allowed his descendants to conquer the world.
Sun Quan... was born a lucky man. At the age of eighteen, he was enjoying the fortune that his father and elder brother had built for him. At the age of twenty-five, a fire almost burned down all the wealth that Boss Cao had saved for decades. In his previous life, Feng Yong
When he was eighteen years old, he had just graduated from high school, and when he was twenty-five years old, he was working overtime. Compared with Sun Quan, he was nothing?!
Even if you have the lucky aura of a time traveler, so what? Just met Zhuge Lao Yao, the son of a demiplane, and he was tricked into almost deleting his account, rbq, rbq!
Glancing at Zhao Guang, who had just come over quietly, Feng Yong felt that his luck was better than his own. After all, he was a second-generation official with a good skin, and his father was so awesome... Tsk, tsk, that's it.
No choice!
Huang Yueying nodded: "Don't worry, now that the Han Dynasty has created everything, the royal family basically relies on generals as supervisors. The Shaofu Supervisor is actually an empty frame, not to mention the various departments under his rule. The various supervisors are just one supervisor.
A prime minister has now been demoted. As long as you take care of the lack of supervisory orders, you will be the biggest in all the prisons. No one will take care of you on weekdays. Even if you bump into each other, it will be others who bump into you, so there is no need to worry.
.Besides, Supervisor Zhu Ye doesn’t have anything important to do on weekdays. Occasionally, if something is assigned to you, you just need to tell the people below to do it."
"No one cares? Don't you need to be updated every day?"
Huang Yueying nodded: "That's right."
Is there such a good thing? Feng Yong rolled his eyes and asked more aggressively: "Then if I get sick in the future, can I resign?"
Huang Yueying's fingers trembled slightly, and the veins on her forehead bulged faintly. She laughed, and her voice was a little distorted: "Your Majesty wants to reward all ministers with the land of Hanzhong, but what he relies on is the Eight Ox Plow. Now the Eight Ox Plow can only be seen.
I can't see the object in the picture. If the Eight Ox Plow cannot be made at that time, I'm afraid there will be a violent outburst. I wonder if Feng Langjun has thought about what to do at that time?"
Okay, okay, I'm going, I'm going, isn't it okay if I go?
Feng Yong is really convinced!
Mentioning this place for appreciating Hanzhong after a disagreement made Feng Tubao feel very scared. If one day someone really knew that the instigator was him, he would really have no choice but to take refuge in the Prime Minister's Mansion.