Houfu Key Class

The prince came with something this time. The guard carried something similar to a food box and sent it upstairs. After a while, he went downstairs alone.

Shen Yibai touched his nose and said, "The prince really knows how to enjoy himself. He eats and listens to Jin Cheng bragging, just like listening to an opera."

"Pfft..." Wei Xinglu was amused by him and quickly reminded him, "Stop talking, I'm afraid Jin Cheng will hear it and jump downstairs to beat you."

Shen Yibai narrowed his eyes and said, "Just cover He Zheng's mouth. Brother Wenxiu won't sue us."

He Zheng's eyes widened and he backed away: "Brothers, there is a misunderstanding. I will never complain in front of Jin Cheng. Especially you, how is it possible? We are the strongest group of four."

Shen Yibai patted his shoulder threateningly and said, "It's good that you know. Brothers will be indispensable for your benefits in the future."

He Zheng nodded sharply and tried his best to be the little brother of his elder brother.

Zong Wenxiu smiled and shook his head. He wanted to say that He Zheng really thought too much. Shen Yibai and Wei Xinglu were now penniless, not even very knowledgeable, and could not give them any benefits. They were just making cakes to satisfy their hunger.

Second floor.

After the guards left, Zong Jincheng thought about the prince's body and took the initiative to help lift the food box, but he didn't expect that the box was quite light to lift.

"Huh? Isn't there food in here?" the little devil asked doubtfully.

The prince smiled and said: "Open it and take a look."

Zong Jincheng opened the food box and saw a booklet inside: "It turned out to be just a book."

The prince packed it in a food box, apparently to deceive others and make people think that His Highness was just here to bring him some delicious food.

Zong Jincheng picked up the booklet and read clearly the large characters on it: "Promotion records of hundreds of officials, Ministry of Personnel."

The Ministry of Personnel is the head of the six departments and is responsible for the promotion records of all officials, which is the booklet in front of you.

Zong Jincheng glanced at the prince and saw that he was still smiling slightly, so he opened the booklet and looked at it carefully. The officials who came forward to record the adjustments were based on departments, and many people were transferred in one adjustment.

Although there is no personal promotion record recorded, because the little devil has a good memory, he can remember everyone's promotion years. Among others, who only get promoted once every ten or eight years, some people can get promoted every two or three years. Level, like an eight hundred mile hastening stagecoach.

The booklet was not long and only recorded the promotion records of the past ten years. Zong Jincheng read through it slowly. The prince did not rush him and just waited quietly.

After a long time, the little devil put down the book and replied obediently: "Your Highness, I have finished reading it."

The prince put down the tea cup and was not in a hurry to ask him what he thought. Instead, he asked: "What do you think of the proposition that Gu sent you a few days ago?"

Zong Jincheng thought for a while and said seriously: "Cultivating direct descendants is a very pragmatic matter, and it will be used by us in our future career. But it is also something that is not mentioned in the books of sages. This makes We are confused."

The prince smiled lightly and said: "The book of sages talks about fairness, moral restraint, equality for everyone, and advancement based on ability. But morality alone cannot bring fairness to people, so the law was born."

"Then why do we still read the books of sages?" the little devil asked, tilting his head.

"Because the consequences of human nature can be reduced at the lowest cost." The prince said, "If everyone has no moral sense, then the law cannot control it."

Zong Jincheng said thoughtfully: "The books of sages and the law are indispensable. They have the same meaning as ritual first and then military."

The prince nodded and smiled: "Now, I want to ask you, do you understand this pamphlet?"

Zong Jincheng hesitated for a moment, then nodded firmly and said: "I understand. The average number of years for promotion of people on the list is about five years, but there are a few people who can be promoted in two to three years or even as little as one year. Let's assume in good faith that these people They are all capable people and naturally promoted, but Once these people are transferred to other departments, the rapid promotion will stop. Why do talented people who have been promoted so quickly in recent years not be promoted after just changing departments? His direct boss is no longer around?"

Seeing that the prince did not speak, the little devil was the first to express his conclusion: "I think it is the latter. When they go to a new place, they are no longer direct relatives, and their true colors begin to show. So... if you want to deal with such officials, you only need to change them Is it okay for the department?”

As the little guy talked, he figured it out all at once.

This time he himself was surprised.

God, am I so powerful now?

The prince nodded with satisfaction and started today's lecture: "Yes, this is a kind of differentiation and disintegration of direct relationships. For you personally, having direct subordinates can help you do a lot of things. But for bad officials, The same is true. Those direct descendants who climb up the ranks by stepping on other capable people not only destroy the normal promotion, but also help bad officials to do harm. Therefore, once such signs are discovered, they must be transferred as soon as possible to prevent them from causing trouble. "

Zong Jincheng nodded repeatedly: "I remember!"

The prince added: "There is another one who has become a direct descendant of the climate. Don't transfer him so blatantly. This will make bad officials aware of your intentions and cause fierce resistance."

"Ah, yes, some will rebel." The little devil thought of the stories told by Mr. Storyteller.

The prince couldn't help laughing, and said: "So at this time, you can consider reusing this direct lineage."

"Ah? Why reuse him? He is not a good person..." Zong Jincheng's eyes widened, "Does His Highness want me to snatch this direct lineage away from the hands of bad officials?"

But the direct descendants of bad officials are also bad...

The prince smiled and shook his head, saying in a calm voice: "It is to split their relationship, let the superiors of the direct descendants misunderstand that the direct descendants are already your people, and let jealousy and distrust disintegrate their relationship."

"It's dog-eat-dog again..." Zong Jincheng remembered that His Highness had said this last time, but that meant pulling a bad official to beat another bad official.

The prince raised his bright eyes and warned: "You must remember to let the direct descendants think that he has really become your direct descendants. The acting skills must be so good that they can be mistaken for the real thing. At that time, when the bad guy falls, you can clean up this direct descendant who once helped the tyrant to commit atrocities."

Zong Jincheng digested and thought at the same time, but he still didn't understand.

He asked in some confusion: "What if this direct descendant finally follows me sincerely? Just like Zhuge Liang captured Meng Huo seven times and Li Shimin subdued Yuchi Gong, a non-direct descendant was really cultivated into my person, then do I still have to clean him up?"