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Volume 2 Be Kind to the Queen Mother 434. The Charm of Archives

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    Hoho, am I slow to react? I just discovered something now. It seems that the fan also has a guaranteed monthly pass for book friends, and the "Pig Playing with Fire" sent another one!  Oh yeah!  !

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    There is an annoying thing in Da Song Dynasty, that is, when you become a leader, you have to get up earlier than others.

    This dynasty adopted the Dianmao system, which meant that the boss would get up early in the morning, move a chair to the main hall, and sit down, and the people below would come over one after another to say hello.  Someone next to you will call your name, and those who are called will of course be on time, and those who are not called will be late or absent from work.

    The biggest advantage of this system is that as long as the leader takes the lead, generally no one dares not to respond, unless there is a major family matter or he is seeking death.

    Sun Shi was useless, but he insisted on this very well. Under his influence, no one in the Imperial College dared to be late.  A gentleman has good personal ethics, which is also one of his characteristics.

    But for Liang Feng, it was really a fatal job.  My family lives at the entrance of Qishengyuan Lane. To get to the Imperial Academy, I recently have to pass by Taiping Xingguo Temple and Kaifeng Mansion, then turn to Junyi Bridge Street to Yujie Street, then pass by Daxiangguo Temple, exit Zhuque Gate, and pass through Xinbaokang Bridge Gate.  , and finally arrived at the Imperial College.  The road is not asphalt or cement, but stone slabs. It is inevitable that it will be filled with potholes over time.  Riding in a sedan chair is slow, riding in a carriage is shaking.  Liang Feng was made uncomfortable every day.

    This damn old man lives on the other side of Baokang Bridge, and the round trip is only a few dozen feet away.  At least I could sleep an hour longer than myself before getting up slowly.  You are working hard on yourself.  It's okay now.  It's just a little cooler, but winter is coming soon, and it's really hard to rush to work in the freezing cold all the way!

    Every time he clicked his thumb, Liang Feng couldn't help but think so bitterly.  Turn your mind to look for loopholes in the system, and how to be a big flashlight of Marxism-Leninism that only shines on others, not on yourself.

    "Old Zhang. When did Suixingtang disperse yesterday? What was the news?" After finishing the call, Liang Feng left Zhang Ting to talk.

    "They dispersed just before midnight yesterday. That's weird. What spell did you cast on them? These guys usually can't wait until school is over and have to run out. They sat there for an hour yesterday. What are you selling in this gourd?  Medicine?" Zhang Tingqi asked.

    "Oh? Okay, I'll go take a look right now. Come on, let's go together." Liang Feng happily pulled up Zhang Ting, and the two of them walked lightly towards Suixing Hall.

    "Yang Chuanyong." "Here!"

    "Du Houze." "Here!"

    "Tan Peng." "Here!"

    Zhang Ting followed Liang Feng¡¯s instructions, and the two of them did not go in with great fanfare to disturb the children.  Instead, he stood quietly at the wall and listened.  At this moment, Zhang Ting's curious eyes widened when he heard the sound of tapping inside.  I couldn't help but stick my head out and look into the classroom.

    "Damn it, they are really doing it!" Zhang Ting whispered.

    "Hehe, that's right!" Liang Feng said with a proud smile.  He also stretched out his head to take a look, his expression suddenly froze, he couldn't believe his eyes.

    Inside, on the chair where the adults were supposed to sit, sat a fat and fair boy, Liu Congguang, Liu Congde's second brother. This guy was holding the armrests with both hands, with a reserved and arrogant look on his face, and his eyes were narrowed, looking at the people in the classroom.  move.  On his left hand, Xue Pan actually moved a stool and sat horizontally. He held a list in his hand and was ticking off names one by one.

    Damn it, it¡¯s so impressive, even more impressive than I¡¯m doing right now!  Liang Feng thought.

    Zhang Ting didn¡¯t know what he had arranged yesterday, so he didn¡¯t feel anything about it yet.  But Liang Feng himself never expected that the group of guys who were herding sheep yesterday actually elected Liu Congguang and Xue Pan as the squad leaders and deputy squad leaders!

    He pulled Zhang Ting's sleeves, the two of them stood up straight, coughing all over, and Shi Shiran walked into Suixing Hall.

    Liu, Xue and other students who were in high spirits heard coughing outside and knew that their fellow judge was coming. They quickly stood up and waited for the teacher.

    The two went in and took a look around. Liang Feng looked at Liu Congguang with a smile (what else?). Liu Xiaopang quickly gave up his seat and stood side by side with Xue Pan. He said loudly: "Listen to the order! Hello, fellow judge, Chief Registrar.  Hello, sir!"

    "Hello, fellow judge, hello, chief registrar!" the young students shouted in unison, following Liu Congguang.  The sound was neat and clear, clearly practiced.

    oh?  Zhang Ting was quite new to this method. He turned his head and looked at Liang Feng in surprise. What happened to this kid? These little animals actually behaved!

    It is said that Zhang Ting, as an old official, has been around for many years. Because of his many years of experience, he only managed to get to the Imperial College to become a seventh-grade chief registrar, which is almost the end of his career.  Moreover, this Imperial Academy was different from other places. The imperial court originally paid great attention to it, because dragons and phoenixes gave birth to phoenixes, and mice¡¯s offspring could burrow!  That¡¯s why we set up such a school specifically to teach court ministers.??The next generation.

    The people gathered here are all elites!

    What is this like?  Like the later Beijing Jingshan Primary School, right?  Whose surname is Mao, surnamed Liu, surnamed Zhu, surnamed Deng, surnamed Ye, surnamed Lin? Which family has not studied there?  Central Children¡¯s School is working hard!

    Think about it, how stressful is it to be a dean in a place like this?  There is a fucking room full of fine porcelain. If you break which one, will you die?  Therefore, not only Zhang Ting, but also all the staff in the Imperial College, large and small, basically kept a distance from these naughty children.  Of course, when we meet on a narrow road, it is still necessary to put on airs.  But don¡¯t go too far, you must know that it¡¯s not just their father!  These young people who occupy the country's highest educational resources may one day transform into important officials of the court and generals of the country!

    Can you afford to offend this?  What's more, as the old saying goes, it's better to bully the elderly and become poor than to cause pus in the nose!  Common people understand the truth, but Zhang Ting and the others understand it even more!  So when Zhang Ting saw this posture, he was convinced by Liang Feng again. He had only been here for a few days, but he already managed to get a bunch of good students!

    Little did he know that Liang Feng was extremely depressed at the moment. He thought that since it was a public recommendation, then since these children didn't understand anything, they would naturally find someone with "high moral integrity" to take charge of the overall situation. He never expected that it would be these two second-in-commands.  goods!  Where is Yang Chuanyong?  Where is Pang Yuanying?  Where is Du Houze?  Why are these people not chosen?

    Liang Feng lamented in his heart: It seems that the election results are still based on compositionalism!  The official culture of this country has penetrated into the bones of the flowers of the motherland.  well.  How amazing!

    But the charter I announced yesterday.  Even if it¡¯s soaked in shit, you have to swallow it!  So I could only look at everyone with a smile and nod, then turned to Liu Congguang and Xue Pan and said, "Well, that's right. So, you two are the principal and deputy monitors of Suixingtang?"

    "Well, thank you to my fellow judge for your kindness!" Liu Congguang said with a grin.

    Liang Feng felt unhappy. Damn it, what kind of kindness can I do to you?  Taking advantage of the loopholes in democratic construction!  He saw that Liu Cong couldn't even speak Cantonese.  I wonder how this unlucky kid was chosen?  Looking sideways at Xue Pan, who lowered his eyebrows and pursed his lips in secret satisfaction, his heart brightened. It turned out to be this boy's credit!

    He couldn¡¯t help but look at Xue Pan with admiration. What was it about such a guy that everyone hated that drove the whole class into his trap?  It¡¯s really not to be underestimated!

    At this time, there was no time to think too much, so he sat down, raised his right hand slightly, and politely motioned to the two class leaders to return to their seats, and invited Zhang Ting to come and sit down.  Then he said: "Yes. It's very good. As expected, you all elected the squad leader and deputy squad leader. I am very pleased! However, the second thing I explained yesterday, I wonder if it is appropriate?" The following words were asked to Liu Congguang  Yes, he told two things, the first was to choose the squad leader, and the second was to get the charter.

    "My lord, here are the regulations made yesterday!" Xue Pan stood up without waiting for Liu Congguang's answer, and took out a roll of paper from his arms, which was written in small regular script.

    Liang Feng nodded calmly and took it, unfolding it and inviting Zhang Ting to take a closer look.

    The densely packed regulations gave Liang Feng the two most prominent impressions, one was corporal punishment and the other was fines.  The rules are not unreasonable. For example, if you are late for one stick of incense, the squad leader or deputy squad leader will impose a penalty of one stick; if you are one minute late, you will be fined one meter for that day; if you are absent from school for one day, you will be fined five meters; if a student enters or exits Suixing Hall,  , must report to the squad leader or deputy squad leader, and obtain permission before entering or exiting. Otherwise, it will be considered as not being disciplined, and you will be slapped or fined.  What¡¯s even more bizarre is that it actually stipulates that for those whose families are in the sixth grade or above, the squad leader will personally implement the terms or instruct the deputy squad leader to implement them; for those who are in the seventh rank or below, the deputy squad leader can directly implement the terms.

    Liang Feng watched, and his heart became more and more gloomy. He did not raise his head, but he noticed Xue Pan's faintly proud look from the corner of his eye.  Suddenly there was something in his heart, and he raised his eyes and said to Xue Pan: "Did we discuss this charter in school yesterday, or was it drawn up by you and Congguang on your own?"

    "So that the fellow judge can know that this was drafted by Brother Cong Guang and asked a student to do it for him!"

    Liang Feng understood that this thing had nothing to do with yesterday's class meeting. It was just something that Xue Pan made on his own after the two of them were appointed as leaders.  In fact, Xue Pan never paid attention to Liu Congguang's IQ. He just wanted to seize the real power of Suixingtang and used Liu Congguang to pretend to be powerful.  But the credit for formulating the regulations will not be given to Liu Congguang to steal the limelight.  He kept it in his arms and handed it over immediately when Liang Feng asked.  I want to show off my skills in front of Liang Feng, so that he can be reused in the future!  Liang Feng is a close official and is known to the world. If he relies on such a towering tree in the future, how many years of hard work will be saved?

    Liang Feng briefly compared Liu Congguang and Xue Pan and immediately understood what this boy was hiding.  He couldn't help but sneer: Hum, but you have underestimated me, your uncle, I want you to govern yourself.  Do you think I really want to use your little hands to show my power?What?

    Xue Pan really thought so.  He has been influenced by his ears and his eyes, and he knows too much about the customs of officialdom. This boy can't help but be said to be a natural master of maneuvering.  He knew that the Imperial Academy was straightforward and did not want to offend the disciples. He thought that Liang Feng allowed them to govern themselves simply because he wanted to select a few from among them who had prominent family backgrounds and could not be offended by their classmates to help Liang Feng suppress them behind the scenes.

    Why not?  If Liang Feng appreciates him, the teacher won't have to offend anyone, and he will definitely eat up these classmates.  When the time comes, the Imperial College will come again to record merit awards and the like. You must know that these children have names in the official department. Their current grades and moral performance can directly affect their future official career evaluations!

    The charm of archives!

    Under this temptation, Xue Pan finally concocted the most stringent regulations in the history of education!  (To be continued)
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