Chapter Ninety-Four: Politics is an Art of Expression
Chapter Ninety-Four
This kind of thing is called a "banquet for the people", but in fact, when it comes to doing it, you have to change to a more incendiary and convincing statement, after all, politics is an art of expression.
So in the end, the officials ate the big fish and meat, and the small people couldn't even drink the soup, so a few lucky boys and old people got a few small snacks such as snacks and candied fruits, and the uneaten scraps on the table were cold, even if they were poured and fed to the pigs, they didn't share it.
Of course, this is also the love of the Ming officials, although it's okay, even these leftovers are a big meal that ordinary people may not be able to eat in their lifetime, but the leftovers are full of saliva and other things, and there are germs if they can't be kept together? Once it infects innocent people and causes a plague, won't this feast become a feast for disturbing the people? What's more, once these Qiantou leaders eat good things, yearn for this upper class society, and don't farm in peace, won't this Ming dynasty be over?
But the facts are the facts, propaganda is propaganda, and it is impossible to mix the two, otherwise what would you want the teachers and gentlemen in the county to do with their beards? The propaganda organs of the landlord class sang praises to the landlord class, and they must not be able to change a good tune into the "Little Ghost Trial Music" of the Hades Palace, otherwise Yang Shangjing, who was the county magistrate, would personally incarnate the Lord of Hades, make drumsticks with their thigh bones, and use their skins to make Dharma drums, put their heads in the middle of the altar, and personally play them a hell symphony with the characteristics of the roof of the world.
The county's edict is a sixty-two-year-old man, a local, surnamed Huang Ming text inscription, although the surname Huang but the Huang family 800 poles can not match, coupled with a body of rotten Confucianism, Yang Shangjing began on the first day of his tenure, adhering to the concept of "loyalty to duty" to Yang Shangjing to ask for peace, but Yang Shangjing felt that the propaganda was useless at that time, so he politely sent him away, after all, it is good to have five percent of the people in the county who know words, and more than two-thirds of these five percent are disobedient. The remaining less than a third was wall grass, and he drank too much before throwing down the big stick and picking up the pen first.
But now it's different, now those scholars in the county are under the leadership of Huang Cheng, the county Cheng, and collectively kneel and lick Yang Shangjing, so at this time, it is necessary to pick up the pen, unify the county's thinking, and implement the feudal imperialist system with Ming characteristics.
"After I go back, do you know how to let these scholars in the county sing the spirit of the officials of the Procuratorial Envoy Division?" Yang Shangjing squinted, leaned back in his chair, and asked casually.
Although Huang Wen is a little pedantic, he is not stupid, just with a pedantic atmosphere, can he still climb to such a fat shortage of teachings? That is the official who controls the lifeblood of the county's scholars, and all the births and proliferations must be regarded as his disciples, so he sat opposite Yang Shangjing, bowed slightly, and replied: "If you go back to the county, it is natural that the officials of the Procuratorial Department will work tirelessly, day and night, and stabilize the people's hearts as soon as they arrive in Huangyan County......
Yang Shangjing listened to his words, nodded, and shook his head again: "Stabilizing the people's hearts is naturally to be done, but how to stabilize?" The words in the market, the Qing discussion in the Shilin, but it is possible to follow the mouths of the merchants, to the ears of Xuannitai and even Sun Fantai, those two adults have been in the place for a long time, you are afraid that you can figure it out with your toes, if these two Shangguan eat and hang up in the two divisions of the yamen, our Huangyan County will not be much better. ”
This reason is very simple, everyone in the mixed officialdom knows that once the propaganda work in Huangyan County is not in place, which arouses the strong dissatisfaction of the leaders of the two divisions, then Huangyan County will definitely be unlucky, not to mention the retaliation of a deputy envoy and a servant afterwards, that is, other deputy envoys and servants must also increase the supervision of Huangyan County in the future process, and everything will be strict, so as to reflect their absolute implementation of the will of Sun Fantai and Xuannitai. It is possible for Huangyan County to directly engage in a big reshuffle in the end.
Huang Wen said "ah", he is the highest but to be a provincial political envoy to the inspection of the nine products, and when he is old, he will return to his hometown to be a noble teaching, and there may be a little bit of intrigue in the provincial political envoy department, but when it comes to specific local affairs, two words, blind, after all, there is a big difference between the local leader and the leaders of the provincial departments at the same level, not to mention the small officials of the nine products? So he bowed his body, and then asked cautiously: "Forgive the official for being stupid, and ask the county lord to give him advice." ”
Yang Shangjing knocked on the table and said slowly: "This is easy to do, so you can instruct the following, saying, 'In order to calm the hearts of the people, the two Shangguan came in the starry night, regardless of the fatigue of the boats and cars, and personally feasted more than 20 people in the county, happy with the people, and ate in person...... No, I walked into the villagers, personally poured wine for the villagers, and distributed candied fruits to the children, and the people's hearts were settled, and the people of the county were all praised', and then wrote 'The two Shangguan went deep into the fields, learned about the case in the first place of the villagers, and worked hard'. ”
Banquet for the villagers...... He Huang Wen went to the banquet, and he returned to the village, and the lowest grade was the history of the county and his teachings, and the officials were all downstairs, as for going deep into the fields...... It's the next day, and the two Shangguan went to the countryside, but they were led by the old servant of the county to go to the mountains and rivers, and they worked hard and were a fart!
Hearing this, Huang Wencang's face twitched: "County Zun, if it is...... If someone asks, who is the surname of the old township in this county, what should I do? ”
Why are these feudal bureaucrats so blind?
Yang Shangjing thought in his heart and rolled his eyes: "How many old people are over sixty years old in this county?" How many children are there at the age of twelve? ”
This question can be asked to the officials of the household, but you can't use it to ask a teaching, so this Huang Wen opened his mouth, and he couldn't talk at all, Yang Shangjing knocked on the table, and his face was full of hatred: "You don't know this teaching, can those who read still know?" Who can go to someone one by one and ask, 'Did you have you at the Anmin banquet that day?' So you just have to write, just pass on, a little detail, naturally no one will care. ”
"Thank you for the county." The old man's face suddenly realized, and he saw Yang Shangjing raise the teacup and retreat respectfully.
Yang Shangjing took a sip of tea, but drank a piece of tea in his mouth, he swallowed the tea, and then spit out the tea leaves: "Phew, this official did it, I don't even know this, political ...... It is an art of expression! ”