Last-place elimination system.

It is the most suitable system to deal with the bureaucrats and employees who are messing around.

Under this system.

You just dare to mess around.

As long as you dare not to participate in the "involution" above the court.

Then, you will be ruthlessly eliminated.

At the moment of Win Changsheng, he planned to propose this system to Win Zheng.

I only heard him say with a smile at Ying Zheng.

"Father, the son's method, to put it simply, is to implement the last elimination system, and every year, those mediocre and incompetent officials will be eliminated!"

"Eliminate all those who are unqualified in Jingcha, and the last part of the people, so that it will be solved?"

"Isn't it a little unkind to do this?"

Ying Zheng frowned slightly, and he said hesitantly.

"After all, these officials have been working for my Great Qin!"

"If, just because politics is not ideal, we are eliminated, wouldn't it be unkind?"

"Father is wise!"

Ying Changsheng nodded.

The last elimination system, although it is easy to use, but it also has a disadvantage, that is, it is too cruel.

I only heard it, and Ying Changsheng said with a smile.

"Father, the last elimination system proposed by the son-in-law, in a fundamental sense, is not to drive the officials above the court out of the court, but, the son-in-law feels that the officials in the court cannot be allowed to live on it!"

"Erchen is nothing more than trying to make them all compete through this system!"

"Just try your best!"

"As for the question that my father just asked?"

"Actually, it's easy to solve!"

"There is only one way, and you can do it!"

Saying that, Ying Changsheng thought about it slightly, and then, facing Ying Zheng with a puzzled face, he said his own way.

"The method is very simple, the last elimination system, within the first year of implementation, if the results are not qualified, will not be eliminated, on the contrary, will let them, continue to stay in the original position, if the second year, its grades are qualified, it is not necessary, if the second year, the results are still unqualified, it will be demoted and retained again!"

"Then, in the third year, if he passes the grades, he can be reinstated!"

"If in the third year, the grades are still unqualified, it can only prove one thing, or this person is not a good official!"

"Either way, it's this person, and it's not suitable to be an official at all!"

"Whatever the reason, anyway, my father can remove him from office!"

"After all, if you are unqualified for three consecutive years, what qualifications do you have to stay in the court?"

"What qualifications do you have, what kind of face do you have, continue to eat my Great Qin Imperial Court?"

Listen to what Ying Changsheng said.

Winning politics is a frequent bow.

He sighed.

"Indeed, for three consecutive years, give him three chances, if he is still useless, then I will not show mercy, I will directly dismiss him and let him serve the people!"

"Father is wise!"

Hearing this, Win Changsheng Dynasty Win Politics and compliment.

At the same time, Ying Zheng seemed to think of something, and he immediately changed his words and urged Ying Changsheng to say.

"Okay, don't mention this, now, I immediately order you, hurry up, make a batch of allicin, and then send it to the front line, to the hands of the sergeants and soldiers, with this thing, they can, avoid dying of injuries and diseases, and can continue to fight for my Great Qin!"

"What my father said is very true!"

Hearing this, Win Changsheng didn't dare to slack off in the slightest.

Because, he knows.

If you delay too long, there is a possibility that more soldiers will die.

I only saw winning longevity, and winning politics.

"Father, this time, the ministers took out half of the garlic from the warehouse, gave it to all the pieces, extracted it into allicin, and then sent it to the front line, although it is not much, but it is probably enough for our soldiers and soldiers to use it for the seriously injured!"

"As for those who are not seriously injured, or soldiers who are not infected and have a fever!"

"Then you don't have to consume this precious medicine!"

"Indeed!"

Hearing this, Ying Zheng nodded.

At the moment, garlic has not yet arrived, and it is being planted on a large scale.

At present, allicin is a particularly precious existence.

Therefore, there can be no waste at all.

It is necessary to use every drop of allicin on the blade.

……

A few days later.

When Win Changsheng was successful, the allicin that was successfully made and enough for 1,000 people was sent to the Shangjun front line where Meng Tian was located.

Meng Tian obtained this precious allicin.

Immediately, he ordered his military doctors to immediately administer medicine to the soldiers who were most seriously injured and could die of infection at any time.

On that day, more than a hundred soldiers who were infected, and they were about to die in Huangquan, after taking medicine.

That evening, his condition improved.

And, most importantly.

The soldiers were in good condition.

The spirit is much better.

After the healers knew the preciousness of this allicin.

Also realize that this medicine must be used with caution after being tested.

They were surprised to find that a small vial, one serving of allicin, in fact, after separation, divided into five parts, can still achieve the same effect.

And this news was also reported to Meng Tian.

Meng Tian was very happy about this matter.

Because, in this way, a thousand copies of medicine can be used as five thousand parts of medicine!

And five thousand servings of medicine.

Enough for 5,000 seriously ill soldiers.

More than enough.

It's enough!

As soon as he thought of this, Meng Tian was excited.

He was ready to start a new round of troops against the Huns.

Meanwhile.

Outside the city of Xianyang.

Ying Changsheng is also busy with one thing.

At this moment, he was with Ying Zheng, wearing a civilian suit, and appeared in an open space.

Above this clearing.

It's not garlic that's grown.

It's not your average crop, either.

It's a kind of thing that can't be eaten.

This thing has a nice name, it's cotton.

Right now, looking at this place, after sowing, the growth is extraordinarily luxuriant, and cotton bones and cotton have grown, and Yingzheng's face is full of joy.

The reason is simple.

Last winter.

Win Changsheng gave Ying Zheng a specially made a cotton coat.

Therefore, the warmth of cotton clothes is understandable.

In his opinion.

After having cotton.

This year, after harvesting these cottons, they are filled into winter coats.

You can equip dozens of people.

In this way, the soldiers of Daqin can brave the severe cold outside the north, continue to go north, and the Huns in winter, on the snow, to have a decisive battle, as soon as I think of this, Win Zheng's heart, is a burst of excitement, only to hear Win Zhengchao next to him, wandering in the cotton field Win Changsheng Road.

"How many people can use all this cotton, after harvesting it, into cotton clothes?"

"Well, it should be enough for fifty or sixty thousand people!"

Ying Changsheng muttered.

"Of course, this is unexpected!"