The deep winter has arrived. As in previous years, the northern capital has been stained with a thick layer of silver frost.
But for the capital city at the center of the empire, it is still noisy and prosperous. Even with the pacification of the south of the Yangtze River and the unblocked communication between the north and the south, various rare things from all over the world gather in the increasingly prosperous business environment.
On Qianmen Street, the convoy slowly moved forward on this street. Lai Zongdao, who had stepped down as the chief minister and returned home, leaned against the carriage and looked at the bustling scene of the capital through the car window. In his muddy eyes, there was an indescribable trance.
Being a minister under an authoritative founding emperor, the most important thing is to know the current affairs.
As the saying goes, those who know the current affairs are heroes, while those who do not know the current affairs are mostly turned into dry bones during the Zhaowu period.
Although he is the chief assistant, he must also be aware of the current affairs.
The emperor washed away the whole world and changed everything in the world, but he had never let the court center return to a normal state. Although the court cabinet and the six ministries seemed to be the center of the world, in fact, they were just puppets in the hands of the emperor, and they did not shoulder the role of the real court center that should play.
He naturally knew the reason.
The emperor was worried about them, the former Ming ministers, and even distrust them, the literati and officials of the former Ming Dynasty.
The emperor had to divide it little by little, and even disintegrate their former ministers, who were in the court and in the world.
And this naturally requires a process.
And he was the chief minister of the Ming Dynasty and was a benchmark for the former Ming ministers, so he could not stand up.
He retreated, and he was dependent on his complicated roots, and the money would fall and scatter. Then Hong Chengchou might take advantage of the situation...
"Liu Qiyuan...Hong Chengchou..."
Taoist Master Lai Zong breathed a sigh of relief, and he seemed to have seen the future political structure of the court and the alternation of new and old among generations.
Under the alternation of new and old among generations, anyone who cannot keep up with the development of the times and cannot keep up with the will of the emperor will inevitably be eliminated without mercy.
The thoughts of the Taoist sect were flying, and the convoy slowly passed through the gate of the capital in the sky and disappeared slowly between the white world.
At the same time, in Liaodong, to be precise, in today's Daheng, the name of Liaodong has become a thing of the past, in other words, it is the Liao Province, which was named by the court.
From Jinzhou to North Korea, the vast and bitter and cold lands are all in Liao Province.
From Shanhaiguan to Jinzhou, it belongs to Shanhai Prefecture and belongs to Northern Zhili.
In Dingbian County, Shenyang Prefecture, Liao Province, this day was also full of wind and snow. The cold winter in Liao Province was naturally biting cold. If it were like this, the sky was full of wind and snow, it would naturally be rare in the city.
But today, the main street of Dingbian County is bustling with people, and the people spontaneously gather along the street to see off the Dingbian magistrate who is about to be transferred.
On the street, a lonely carriage was slowly moving forward. Zhang Huangyan, the parent official who was seen by the people of Dingbian, sat alone in the carriage, holding the transfer order issued by the Ministry of Personnel.
He was transferred from Dingbian County to the sixth-rank maritime envoy of Quanzhou Maritime Mansion.
From the seventh-rank magistrate to the sixth-rank magistrate, he has undoubtedly been promoted beyond the level.
Although when Daheng was first established, due to the emptiness of officials, there was a period of chaos in the order. Even the scholars of the civil sciences in the martial arts institute who had been trained were all seventh-rank magistrates.
But as time goes by, the order has become normal, and with the implementation of reforms and the adjustment of official ranks, even the third-level imperial examination can only be considered the magistrate of the eighth rank.
Not to mention promotion beyond the level, it is a normal promotion. From the eighth grade to the seventh grade, it is even more difficult.
Throughout the year, various assessment and inspections not only require a total of the A grades, but also require time to accumulate qualifications.
Although he was confident that his county magistrate had done well in the past two years, promotion should not be a problem in Liao Province.
But no matter how much promotion is, it should be within Liao Province, such as a seventh-rank official position in the Chenyang Prefecture Office.
Who would have thought that he would be transferred from Liao Province to Quanzhou, Jiangnan?
"The secret letter made the emperor notice me?"
Thinking of this, Zhang Huangyan couldn't help but be pounding his heart.
But soon, Zhang Huangyan calmed down. Even if he reached the top, he still needed to support his political achievements.
Otherwise, the higher you fly, the worse you fall.
Step by step, every footprint must be solid and stable to go further. If there is really a saint's favor, only in this way can we be worthy of this saint's favor!
The order he held tightly also slowly relaxed. Listening to the miscellaneous sounds outside the carriage, Zhang Huangyan couldn't help but lift the curtains of the carriage. What caught his eye was the people of Dingbian who were seeing him off against the wind and snow.
The eager eyes and even the cry of kneeling and bowing, the simple sounds were reflected in my ears, just like drums, heavy hammers in Zhang Huangyan's heart.
What did he do for Dingbian County?
Zhang Huangyan couldn't help but ask himself.
He seemed to have done nothing.
The court allocated money, grain and materials from the provincial governor's yamen to Dingbian County.
He has been just an executor for more than two and a half years of his career as a county magistrate.
Implement the court’s policies and concern for the people bit by bit.
That's all!
He was not self-reliant to make the people of Dingbian live a better life, nor did he build Dingbian County from scratch.
Everything is within the framework of the court and is carried out step by step under the supply of the court.
Any official can do this, and maybe he can do better than him.
Just such a trivial executor, he has so respected and loved him!
Can he afford it?
Looking at the people gathered on both sides of the street, Zhang Huangyan suddenly felt panicked.
He suddenly understood why His Majesty, who is now shaking the butcher knife to the officials of the world again and again.
People, there are really not many people.
But even such insignificant things are always deprived of insatiable things.
No matter how much your Majesty cares about the people of the world, he still needs people to put this concern into practice.
In this Liaodong, under this harsh environment that is almost military control, he was able to implement His Majesty's concern without hesitation, and no one dared to cause trouble.
But when he arrived in Quanzhou and the pseudo-Ming lair, could he still be ruthless? He could still... be out of the mud without stain?
Zhang Huangyan's pupils shrank suddenly, and he held the order tightly. He suddenly felt that this Quanzhou position was perhaps the most important step in his life.
If you break through, you may be able to reach the top. If you can't break through, you may be... the insignificant one among the people...
Chapter completed!