Chapter 773: Pulling the tiger’s skin to pull the flag
In the lobby of the "Town Office", Xi Junmai hung a calligraphy that Fang Jun had just written and framed on the wall behind the main desk.
Pei Xingjian, who was standing in the hall, looked solemn.
"Officials do not fear my strictness but fear my integrity; the people do not obey my ability but obey my public. If I am honest, the officials will not dare to be arrogant; if I am honest, the people will not dare to bully. Publicity breeds wisdom, and honesty breeds authority."
This calligraphy is called "Guan Zhi" by Fang Jun. It is still the font that Fang Jun is best at. The strokes are round and beautiful, the frame is square, the strokes are drawn, the strokes are drawn, and the horizontal direction is relatively stretched, the characters are spread horizontally, and the font is between running regular script
In this way, it looks beautiful and moving, but it is not solemn and gentle. It can be said that the writing is precise and every word is exquisite.
This thirty-six-character "Guan Zhi" can be said to be every word of warning and every sentence of medicine.
It is interpreted that the most important two points as the foundation of an official are: one is publicity; the other is integrity.
The respect of my subordinates does not depend on whether I am strict but on whether I am honest; the people trust me not on whether I am talented but on whether I am fair in doing things. If I am fair, the people will not dare to be disrespectful; if I am honest, my subordinates will not dare to deceive. Only by being fair can you distinguish right from wrong.
, Only by being honest can one establish authority.
In just thirty-six words, Pei Xingjian suddenly realized that it was not difficult to be a good official, just fair and honest. But at the same time, he knew deeply that Fang Jun stood by and asked: "What's the matter?"
What do you think?"
Pei Xingjian praised: "It seems simple, but in fact it is extremely difficult. It is easy to understand, but it is extremely difficult to do it."
Fang Jun chuckled: "Things must rot first, and then insects will grow. Let's keep the promise and encourage each other! In fact, this sentence was read by others, not my true thoughts. I have always believed that being an official is not afraid of corruption.
I’m just afraid of not doing anything.”
"What's the point of this?" Pei Xingjian stared.
"That's to say, which one is more beneficial to the people, an official who is upright but pedantic and incompetent, or a corrupt official who is greedy but does his best in everything?"
"Corrupt officials are the worms in the country. The empire overthrows because of them, and everyone has to punish them! Honest officials benefit the people, and they are honest and honest, which is the welfare of all people. How can the marquis put the cart before the horse and not distinguish right from wrong?" Pei Xingjian said angrily, with big eyes.
Zhang, gesticulating, wishing to smash the head of the Marquis to see if there is a bug in his brain, which is why he talks nonsense?
Fang Jun shrugged, not wanting to argue with Pei Xingjian, and said lightly: "My child, you are still too young. This dangerous world is by no means black and white as you think. It is full of too many grays."
Pei Xingjian was still about to argue when a fragrant breeze passed by the door. A pretty girl in white ran in, took Fang Jun's hand and said excitedly: "What's for lunch? I want to eat fried noodles!"
The little girl had been doted on by her tribe since she was a child, and lived in seclusion and seclusion. She had no idea about the protection between men and women, so she took Fang Jun's hand without hesitation. The soft little hand had a smooth touch, which made her
Fang Jun, an "old driver", was heartbroken and said warmly: "Not today. There is a distinguished guest coming at noon and he wants to host a banquet."
Pei Xingjian, who was about to argue with Fang Jun, rolled his eyes when he saw this. He and Xi Junmai silently looked up at the roof, not the beams, and secretly despised him.
Mr. Hou was so shameless. The little girl in the Yu Ming family had no sense and was a glutton. Mr. Hou deliberately made some weird food to lure the little girl, and then took the opportunity to touch her little hands to take advantage...
I just wonder if the old man of the Yu Ming family, who has such an all-knowing power, would castrate you, the bastard?
When Yu Mingxue heard this, she pouted. She was extremely uninterested in those formal banquets. Instead, she liked Fang Jun's fried noodles and green onion pancakes, which were simple but unique foods. She was interested in them every day.
She eats a lot at one time, and now not only her sharp lower jaw has become rounded, but her flat belly has also become thicker...
Fang Jun didn't know the contempt in the hearts of Pei Xingjian and others. If he knew it, he would definitely cry out for injustice. Is our second roommate that kind of person? It's just because this stinky girl always steals his own room to sleep and then kicks him out, so he deliberately
He just took revenge by cooking up all kinds of delicious food and feeding her until she was fat.
But he seemed to have forgotten that this was the Tang Dynasty, an era where "fatness" was regarded as beauty, and the whole world was different from his "thin waist and long legs" aesthetic...
At noon, Fang Fang personally led a group of "thugs" to greet Kong Yingda at the pier.
Old Man Kong had already retired from office a month ago and resigned from all official positions. For this reason, His Majesty Li Er was still unhappy.
Earlier, the room had sent an invitation to Kong Yingda, asking him to serve as the commemorator of the soon-to-be-established Naval Academy. At that time, Kong Yingda said he would consider it. Fang Jun thought it was just the old man's polite words, and he just refused him politely.
Unexpectedly, just one month after taking office, the old man went south to Suzhou and came to Huating Town. Naturally, Fang Jun was overjoyed.
As the head of the Confucian sect in the world, the Confucian family in Shandong was not only regarded as orthodox Confucianism in the world, but also the leaders of various dynasties were awarded titles and titles. In the ninth year of Wude, after Confucius was conferred the title of "Tongbao (Tongbao) Holy Marquis".
Although Kong Yingda is not the head of the Kong family, he is still a direct descendant of Confucius, and he is the most famous person in the Kong family today. Regardless of his knowledge, which is arrogant in the world, just the name of Confucius's direct grandson is enough for him to be a waterman.
The job of offering wine to the teacher school is more than enough to at least serve as the "mascot" of the town...
The old man, who was nearly seventy years old, had gray hair and was wearing a light silk shirt. He jumped off the bow of the boat and stepped onto the pier. He still walked solidly and energetically. He pushed away Fang Jun's hand that was stretched out to join him, and said with an expression of displeasure:
"I haven't reached the point where I need help from others. I can't afford to use this hypocrisy on others."
Fang Jun was not embarrassed, he smiled and said: "You have lived for such a long time, what can't you see? This junior just wants to show the joy in his heart and make you feel at home, but you don't even have this chance.
It’s really embarrassing for juniors.”
Kong Yingda sneered: "Are you embarrassed? Looking at Guanzhong, I will never find anyone thicker-skinned than you."
Fang Jun glared and said, "How is that possible? Duke Zhao is much thicker-skinned than the younger generation. You were just deceived by his hypocritical smile like Maitreya Buddha."
Kong Yingda pointed at Fang Jun, extremely speechless.
Everyone knows that Fang Jun is at odds with the Changsun family, but is it necessary to use Changsun Wuji as a raft and make a joke?
Walking along the trestle and walking along the long street that had just been paved with cement along the river, Kong Yingda took in a lot of the surrounding scenery while walking. At this time, a large number of nearby refugees and civilians were coming to work one after another, and it was only a short distance away from Fang Jun.
The manpower is still far behind, and the materials required for various constructions are being allocated everywhere, and large-scale construction cannot yet be carried out. Therefore, an open space is set aside on the west bank of the Wusong River to build houses. Otherwise, there will be more and more people in the future.
Accommodation will become a big problem.
At noon, a banquet was held in the town office to entertain Kong Yingda and his party.
"To be honest, you are here a little early. The construction of the school has not yet started. If you want to officially start classes, it will have to be next spring. Moreover, everything here has just begun, and the conditions are really difficult. In my heart, this junior
Terrified."
After drinking for three rounds, Fang Jun said with an "I'm thinking about you" look.
Kong Yingda is an old man, how could he listen to his farts? He immediately sneered: "You are becoming more and more hypocritical, which is not good. I am afraid that I wish I had come here early. With this sign standing here, you are the chief manager.
Now we have more resources to recruit talents. But having said that, with my name, how much do you plan to sell it for?"
Sure enough, "people are old and treacherous, horses are old and slippery", the old thing is so happy that he becomes a sperm...
Fang Jun said sarcastically: "Look at what you said, why is it so unpleasant? Of course it's impossible to sell you for money, but aren't you compiling the "Five Classics of Justice"? This junior let the news out, saying that you planned to recruit people from all over the world.
Confucian students should eliminate the sectarian opinions such as the Jia Dashi theory within Confucian classics, select the best among all the schools, and collect widely in preparation for the Expo, ending various disputes since the Western Han Dynasty, abandoning the regional prejudices between Southern and Northern studies, and being compatible with all kinds of scholars.
clan, integrating north and south..."
Kong Yingda's eyes bulged, and his beard was trembling with anger!
"Five Classics of Justice" was Kong Yingda's lifelong effort, and he wanted to use this book's name to be passed down to future generations, but Fang Jun made it known to everyone in the world, and everyone wanted to get involved. In this way, even if the book is successfully compiled,
That’s not the result of just one person!
Lao Kong was so angry that he wanted to beat this bastard to death...
Isn't this trying to pull a tiger's skin to make a big statement?