Compared to the mess of other departments, the Ministry of Civil Affairs is relatively relaxed. No matter how messy it is, we must first get rid of the chief envoy, and then select the three-level chief officials of the prefecture, county and township, and the remaining subordinate officials.

After everything is complete, you can slowly solve the problem of "officials".

The most important thing is that Li Ruobing immediately turned his attention to those Jinshi scholars that Zhao Huan had specially selected since the first year of Jingkang.

These people have the experience of walking in the Six Divisions, and were thrown into the Forbidden Army by the officials to train for nearly three years. Now it is time to put them to use.

Then Zhao Huan stared at Li Ruobing with an unkind look on his face: "I have finally cultivated so many talents, but now it's great that you can take them all away at once?"

Li Ruobing gritted his teeth and said: "As for the officials, I don't want many minor ministers. The Thirty-Six Qing Planning Department has exactly thirty-six Jinshis. You gave these thirty-six Jinshis to Weichen, it's also good for Weichen

Put up the framework of this fourth-level administration as soon as possible."

After hanging out with Zhao Huan for a long time, Li Ruobing also learned many terms without knowing it.

He even learned to be a hands-off shopkeeper

Didn’t the official family divide the world into thirty-six chief envoys and departments, and required each ministry to set up thirty-six accounting departments? Then directly get the thirty-six Jinshi from the official family and let them serve as thirty-six Jinshi.

The chief officer of Liuqing Planning Department.

Then the task of selecting local officials can be left to them.

But Zhao Huan was immediately angry because his nose was not his nose or his face was not his face. From the first year of Jingkang to the third year of Jingkang, there were thirty-six of them. He was quite outstanding. He could be regarded as a talent of Yun Wen and Yun Wu. But now it is better. Li Ruobing has a big hand.

Huquan is leaving! He keeps saying he doesn’t want much!

Where is the face?

No matter how angry he was, Zhao Huan, who finally gritted his teeth, took a step back and transferred thirty-six Enke Jinshis from the first year of Jingkang, headed by Bai Geng, to Li Ruobing, which directly solved more than half of the biggest problem of the official department.

Then the Privy Council, Zhongshu Sheng and the remaining five films were very troubled by the slow response.

Especially Zhong Shidao, who is in charge of the Privy Council, he wishes he could just die of illness now, which is better than growing out his hair in handfuls now.

According to the plan given by the officials, issues such as whether to fight in the future, how the fight will be conducted, and when it will end belong to the emperor and the Ministry of War, but the remaining issues of how to fight all belong to the Privy Council.

Of course, if it was just like this, if it was just a matter of changing the organization of the Forbidden Army and the Xiang Army, then it wouldn't be a big deal.

But the officials also divided the entire Privy Council into those responsible for coordinating staff, responsible for logistics, responsible for equipment, responsible for supervising the army, responsible for military merit? Responsible for training? Responsible for leading troops and killing people, and so on.

All the yamen were split up, each taking charge of their own mess.

Apart from these messy problems? There is a more fatal problem facing the teacher.

What to do with the reduced Imperial Army and Xiang Army?

As we all know, the combat effectiveness of the Song Dynasty army is indeed not very good. The same number of Forbidden Army may not be able to defeat the same number of pigs.

But no matter how bad the army is, it is still a regular army. Especially those who have been eliminated? Most of them are soldiers in the army? Once these people cause any problems in the local area, who will be hit in the end?

Zhong Shidao felt that the local officials would definitely be unlucky, but the Privy Council would definitely not be favored.

Then when he thought about the millions of imperial troops and millions of Xiang troops in the Song Dynasty that were going to be reorganized and eliminated, Zhong Shidao wanted to pull out his hair. Then he thought about how little hair was left that was already completely white? If he keeps pulling it out like this...

Zhong Shidao felt that he could pass himself off as a bald donkey by wearing a cassock.

All in all, thanks to the willfulness of the officials, all the ministries and offices in the entire Song Dynasty are now overwhelmed by the huge amount of mess in their hands, and both civil and military officials are pulling out their hair in fistfuls.

Therefore, the New Year atmosphere in the fourth year of Jingkang was not as lively as expected, but rather depressing and no one was in the mood to celebrate the new year.

It was in this low-pressure atmosphere that Kim Bo-sik and Park Sung-sung followed Wang Ji back to Bianjing.

"it's not a big deal."

Lin Guozhang, who was responsible for hosting Jin Fushi and Park Cheng-sung, appeared in front of them again at the right time, and roughly explained to them the reason for the current depressed atmosphere in Bianjing City.

After "comforting" the two of them, Lin Guozhang asked with a smile: "I wonder if your envoy will gain something from going to the border city of Luanzhou?"

Jin Fushi didn't dare to ask more about Bianjing's situation. Now that he heard that Lin Guozhang no longer mentioned this matter, Jin Fushi was even more happy. He smiled and said, "But I want to thank the officials for their love, and I also want to thank the Guozhang."

I was promoted to a lower official and went to the border city of Luanzhou. I gained a lot."

After finishing speaking, Jin Fushi sighed again and said, "However, it has been almost a year since I came to the Song Dynasty, and it's time to go back now."

Lin Guozhang hummed and said: "That's fine. It's just that the Zhongmartyr Shrine built by the Ministry of Industry has been completed. The official family will lead hundreds of officials to the Zhongmartyr Shrine to pay tribute in the near future. Why don't your envoys stay a few more days?"

…

The prison cells of the Imperial City Department are very different from the cells of the local government.

Most of the cells in the local government are gloomy and terrifying, but the prison in the Imperial City Division is divided into two parts. One part is a torture room that is jokingly called "purgatory on earth", while the other part of the cells is clean and tidy, even

Each cell has a separate window to see the sky outside.

Of course, the Imperial City Division's Heavenly Prison is not accessible to anyone who wants to. Except for the officials who were imprisoned in the Heavenly Prison, ordinary criminal thieves do not have that qualification, let alone ordinary people.

However, there are not always exceptions.

For example, Xu Baixiang was fortunate enough to receive extra care from Zhao Huan, and lived in the prison of the Imperial City Division as a white servant, enjoying the special treatment of a single cell, dedicated supervision, and medical care.

Generally speaking, the punishment you deserve will not be less, but you can't die even if you want to. It is simply called suffering alive.

On the evening of the 28th day of the twelfth lunar month in the third year of Jingkang, Xu Baixiang, who had been whipped again, had just been given a bowl of ginseng soup. The imperial doctor came to check Xu Baixiang's pulse. After confirming that he was not dead, he asked Xu Baixiang who was waiting outside the prison door.

He Ji nodded.

This was the first time that Xu Baixiang saw people wearing official uniforms coming to the prison, and it seemed that they were coming for him.

Seeing the whole family die one by one in front of him, Xu Baixiang, who had long been in despair, forced a smile and said: "If you have any other tricks, just use them. Anyway, if you die early and are born early, grandpa is not afraid!"

He Ji laughed loudly and said: "Death early, reincarnation early? You are afraid that you will not be reincarnated, because the officials say that if you are as useless as a pig or a dog, you should be infamy for thousands of years."

After finishing speaking, He Ji turned around and ordered: "Take him with you."

After being carried to the courtyard of the prison by the jailer, Xu Baixiang couldn't help but squint his eyes and looked up at the sky where snowy leaves were floating.

He Ji turned around again and ordered: "First cut off his tongue, then cut off his limbs, drive them in with iron nails, and fix them in a kneeling position."

A group of soldiers and craftsmen who had been prepared immediately got to work. First, soldiers from the Imperial City Division came forward to wring out Xu Baixiang's tongue, then someone used a hammer to break off Xu Baixiang's four legs, and then used iron nails to cut them off.

Fixed in a kneeling position.

After the soldiers of the Imperial City Division retreated, the craftsmen nearby immediately gathered around. First, they poured out a mold based on the fixed Xu Baixiang, and then put Xu Baixiang into it and fixed it until a furnace of molten iron was fired in the yard.

After it was completed, the craftsmen shouted slogans and poured red molten iron into the mold that wrapped Xu Baixiang.

Then there was a sound, and a smell of burning hair and flesh suddenly spread out. Even the soldiers in the imperial city who had seen too many tortures were nauseated, especially the craftsmen who had been mentally prepared.

Unbearable, everyone ran aside and vomited.

After the mold cooled down, the mold was opened again, and a kneeling iron statue appeared in front of everyone.

The imperial city guards who were standing in front of the kneeling statue suddenly couldn't help but shuddered, stepped aside and stopped looking at the kneeling statue.

Only He Ji made a spitting sound, and spat directly onto the kneeling statue. The kneeling statue, which was still warm, made a spitting sound, and the spitting evaporated at a speed visible to the naked eye.
Chapter completed!