Quan Cao's judgment of body, words and writing is a relatively complicated process. Fortunately, this year, Fu Bi has streamlined the process and omitted the most boring and boring form of "body", which is also most easily influenced by people's subjective will. He just ordered people to check.
Check the person's body to see if there are any diseases.
Therefore, the examination speed is much faster than in previous years.
In just one morning, most of the auditions for selecting candidates were completed.
Therefore, the relevant results were immediately sealed and sent to Fu Bi.
The Song Dynasty was a dynasty where examinations were popular.
You need to take an exam to become an official, you also need to take an exam to transfer to an official position, and you also need to take an exam to choose an official.
Of course, if there is an exam, there will be rewards!
Judgment by word of mouth and writing, even though it is only the prelude to the examination, serves as a screening process.
But there are rewards.
According to the system, every year in the Quancao Sanyuan, a number of winners of the personal judgment and calligraphy judgment will be reported to the Zhongshu, who will remove them from the hall.
Although there are not many places each year, maybe only three or five people.
However, this is still as fierce a competition as the Jinshi examination.
Fu Bi looked at the piles of files in front of him, moved his neck slightly, and then began to review them.
As the chief official of Liuneiquan, Fu Bi has all the power within the system.
Naturally, this also includes the winners who judge by words and writing.
As he read the files one by one, Fu Bi's expression gradually became tired and numb.
It's really because most of the files are stale.
All the question and answer situations are almost the same as formatted, and the answers are almost the same.
But he didn't have a good idea. This was the case for civil servants in the Song Dynasty. Everyone was conservative, and few people dared to risk their official positions.
It wasn't until Fu Bi saw a file that he finally laughed.
He took the file and showed it to his deputy Ding Xi: "Deputy Ding, look, this Seng Zheng from Xiangzhou can actually think of the principle of using ultimatums to control people. He is worth cultivating!"
Ding Xi took it, looked at it, and laughed: "This is a wonderful person!"
In the Song Dynasty, the extremely powerful civil servants wanted to have a hand in everything!
Therefore, this monk, Tao Ni, could not escape the clutches of civil servants.
You want to shave your head, right?
Sorry, please bring me the certificate.
A monk without ultimatum is just a wild monk!
As for this ultimatum, except for exams, you can only buy it from the government.
Therefore, the Song Dynasty court regarded the ultimatum as a business operation, and anyone could buy one and take it back.
Those who bought the certificates did not necessarily become monks. In fact, 90% of the tens of thousands of certificates sold every year in the Song Dynasty were not bought by monks, but by businessmen, officials and landowners.
They buy Dudu certificates purely for investment and value preservation purposes.
Because the market price of Da Song’s certificates has been rising!
During the reign of Emperor Taizu, a certificate was worth a cabbage price, almost free. During the reign of Emperor Taizong, it was worth ten guan. In the later years of Emperor Zhenzong, a certificate was worth at least thirty guan.
Nowadays, the price of an ultimatum is at least eighty guan.
Therefore, only a fool would not buy the ultimatum!
The country also relied on selling ultimatums to earn hundreds of thousands of dollars a year, so it was very happy.
Precisely because the business of making ultimatums is so profitable, few people consider using ultimatums as weapons.
However, the monk Zheng of Xiangzhou proposed in this document to give a batch of ultimatums to the monks in Yuanhao so that they could independently establish monasteries and Taoist temples.
In this way, these people may provide information about Yuan Hao to the Song Dynasty.
Even if not, once the temples in Yuanhao's territory overflow, it can consume Yuanhao's national power and cause it to self-defeat.
What is talent?
This is it!
Ding Xi even started to love talents and said to Fu Bi: "Brother Yan Guo, doesn't there still be an official in the Curisi Division? In my opinion, this monk is just right!"
This person will be promoted to Beijing as an official of Honglu Temple.
Although the position is low, it is like a carp leaping through the dragon's gate for promotion.
Fu Bi laughed when he heard this and said: "How can such a talented person enter the capital and waste his talents? Last year, Wang's army was defeated at Sanchuankou. Many people died in the battle. The officials planned to build a temple on Huanqing Road for the soldiers to commemorate their death.
Fortunately, this monk is just the right person to help the academy, praying for the soldiers and displaying his talents nearby!"
Ding Xi thought for a while, then nodded in agreement.
During this conversation between the two, a person's future was decided.
Fu Bi returned to his seat, thought for a while, and then started searching among the files.
Soon, he found the files of all the people named by Duke Shou.
Looking down one by one, Fu Bi's expression gradually became serious and solemn.
"They all have talents in the county..." He closed these files, and the awe in his heart became even deeper.
Before, he had been impressed by the Duke after looking at the resumes of these people.
But now, looking at the files of these people, I am more than impressed.
But outright worship and admiration!
There is no way, in Fu Bi's view, every person named by Shou Guogong has the ability to take charge of his/her own duties.
Even if it was a monk who he initially thought was joking, the facts proved that this person was not only a monk, but also had the ability to navigate the world.
The plan of passing the ultimatum is enough to show the outcome.
What shocked Fu Bi even more was the person named by Duke Shou.
There are monks and official officials, horse supervisors, local supervisory towns, subordinate officials of the three divisions, and even a magic officer.
These people are all young, generally under thirty years old. They mostly have fantastic ideas, but they basically put their fantastic ideas into practice.
For example, the magician named Yang Wu was the Lingjin Supervisor of Yangzhou.
When he was in charge of weavers in Yangzhou, he found that many weavers needed twelve days to weave a piece of cloth, which was very inefficient.
So he thought of a way and made a contract with the weavers. As long as they provided three pieces of cloth every month, they could complete the task. For the remaining cloth, he only needed to pay him the material money and he could be free.
Dominate.
As a result, the weaver's enthusiasm for work increased greatly, and he was able to weave five pieces of cloth every month!
As a result, the weaving output of Yangzhou Lingjin Academy doubled in one year!
But Orihu didn't complain at all. He got up early every day to weave and worked overtime with the lamp on at night.
Not to mention Fu Bi, even Ding Xi wanted to transfer this person to Bianjing and work as an errand in Dongling Jinyuan.
because……
High-ranking civil servants in the Song Dynasty received silk and satin benefits every year.
And these benefits are woven by the weavers of Ayanishikiyuan.
Naturally, no one dislikes the promotion of an official who can improve weaving efficiency.
Because this benefits everyone!
So, Ding Xi, beside Fu Bi, after reading the files of those people, suddenly asked: "Brother Yan Guo, where did you know about these talented people?"
Fu Bi smiled and pointed upward.
Ding Xi then stood in awe: "You mean Duke Shou?"
Fu Bi nodded slightly.
"Truly... a holy king!" Ding Xi was completely convinced: "Then... what is the holy will of the Duke of the Kingdom?"
Fu Bi shook his head and said: "We don't know yet... Probably, the Duke hopes that these talented people can get a space to display their talents, right?"
"My wishes are all along the edge..." Fu Bi asked, "What do you think, Brother Shengwu?"
Ding Tie thought for a while and remembered his father Ding Du's instructions yesterday, asking him to focus on Fu Bi as much as possible, so he said: "Zhengyan is right, so be it!"