Zong Shiji took the paper, his face flushed, not because of shame, but because of excitement.
Lord Fu actually wanted to use the questions from the special examination to test his talent in advance. If he answered the policy essay well, he would be noticed by Lord Fu, and he would surely be able to follow in Lord Fu's footsteps and realize his ambitions!
He took a deep breath, calmed his surging emotions, bowed and stepped back, then sat down at a small table next to the general's tent.
Wei Xianghan clenched her fists tightly without her knowing. She swallowed and looked at Zong Shiji's back worriedly, thinking to herself, you are bragging a lot, but if your writing is rubbish, Lord Fu will not be so angry that he will skin you alive!
Zong Shiji reverently placed the paper and while grinding the ink, he was thinking that everything Lord Fu did was a big deal, and these big things Lord Fu did were all real things that benefited the country and the people.
So Lord Fu must be a down-to-earth person, and he certainly doesn't like to brag.
Then the article must be practical and not be bound by formalities or even have fancy words.
Now, Lord Fu has been appointed by Your Majesty as the governor of Wofeng Road. The purpose of this special examination is to select officials for Wofeng Road. The title of this policy essay is "How to Sweep the World"... If we understand its meaning, it is naturally about governing the world.
But governing the world is a huge undertaking. Talking about it in general terms will seem empty, like a castle in the air, difficult to put into practice.
So this article appears to be sweeping the whole world, but in fact it needs to start from the counties and prefectures in order to appear solid and natural.
Combined with the new policies currently being implemented by Lord Fu, the unstoppable reforms will inevitably lead to a clash between old and new ideologies. How can this conflict be reconciled? How can merchants, the people, and the nation benefit? This is a win-win-win situation, and it is precisely the problem that the officials of Wofeng Road need to solve.
Therefore, this policy should focus on the arguments of good governance, harmonious people, and unified thinking and unity of purpose.
So, Zong Shiji picked up his pen and wrote on the paper:
If you want to conquer the world, you must start from one house...!
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Of course, Fu Xiaoguan didn't care how to write the article about this time. The opportunity had been given to him. He decided to write it down and see how capable this guy was.
In fact, in Fu Xiaoguan's mind, this kind of article does not have much effect. It is just an audition, and many people here will still be eliminated, because the officials of Wofengdao do not have a stable job.
What Fu Xiaoguan is going to adopt is a contract-based system - the salary of officials in Wofeng Road will be at least 50% higher than that of all corresponding officials in the Thirteen Roads!
But there must be at least two assessments every year!
Performance has its drawbacks, but in this era, the advantages clearly far outweigh the disadvantages.
The survival of the fittest, the great waves weeding out the sand, and ultimately those who are able to take on the task will inevitably be the elite. The implementation of this policy will affect the other thirteen realms, and perhaps in a few years, it will also affect the entire world.
A government agency that is efficient, honest, and serves the people wholeheartedly will use Wofeng Road as a starting point to break the bad habits that have been passed down for thousands of years.
As for the electoral system, it will only be accepted after the employment system has taken effect and people are accustomed to competing for jobs. But it is too early to say now, and Fu Xiaoguan has not even thought about it.
At this moment, the conversation among them returned to the war.
"How many days will it take to reach Qipan Pass?" asked Fu Xiaoguan.
"If we were to march a large army, it would take at least twelve days, as it would carry a large amount of food and supplies, and the Jinniu Ancient Road is very rugged and difficult to pass through."
It’s been a while...
Fu Xiaoguan frowned slightly and murmured, "It would be great if there was a shortcut."
"Even if there's a shortcut through this shabby place, horses and carriages can't get through."
"It's not that I need a large army to pass through. I just want to go ahead and see what Xue Dingshan is up to. Right now, this battle is going on in complete darkness. The enemy doesn't know me and I don't know the enemy. I always feel uneasy."
Wei Wubing, who was standing behind Huo Huaijin, said softly, "This... I'm a hunter from Weijiapu, and I know of a small road that can lead to Baimayi. From Baimayi, it's only two days' walk to Qipanguan."
Fu Xiaoguan was immediately delighted. "You've been there?"
Wei Wubing quickly clasped his fists and replied, "I have been there before, but the road is extremely difficult to travel, as we have to cross several mountains."
"How much faster can it be than taking this road?"
"At least six days soon."
"good!"
Fu Xiaoguan made up his mind and turned to Yu Chunqiu and said, "I'll go ahead first. I estimate that with the speed of the Divine Sword Brigade 3, they should have arrived at the White Horse Post."
Huo Huaijin also stood up and said, "I'll go with you."
Fu Xiaoguan nodded, stood up, and instructed Zong Shiji, who was answering the questions, "After you finish answering the questions, follow General Yu and show me the article."
Gong Shiji quickly stood up and saluted, "I will definitely answer the questions according to the exam rules, please rest assured, Your Majesty."
"Hmm..." Fu Xiaoguan, along with Xu Xinyan, Huo Huaijin, and Wei Wubing, walked out of the general's tent under the cover of night. Just as they walked more than ten steps, they were suddenly startled.
Countless torches lit up behind the tent!
Soldiers were blocking the road, ready for battle. A general hurried over and reported to Yu Chunqiu, "General, many...folks have arrived!"
"Villagers? What are they going to do?"
"They said... they were here to deliver food to us. The leader was named Wei Changzheng, and he said he was a hunter from Weijiapu."
Wei Wubing was startled. "That's my father. Why is he here?"
"Go and have a look."
Fu Xiaoguan and the others walked towards the lights and were startled—
There must be at least tens of thousands of people here!
Upon closer inspection, I saw that they were indeed villagers. Some of them were carrying large baskets on their backs, and some were pushing small carts. In the light of the fire, there was a hint of nervousness and excitement on the faces of these villagers.
Fu Xiaoguan walked over and asked Wei Wubing behind him, "Which one is your father?"
"The tallest one in front..." Wei Wubing waved his hand and shouted, "Dad... I'm here! Master Fu is here too!"
When Wei Changzheng heard this, he was immediately delighted, and when the common people heard that Lord Fu was also here, they immediately cheered:
"Hello, Lord Fu!"
"We are here to deliver food to Lord Fu!"
"Thank you for your hard work, Master Fu. My daughter asked me to bring you a pair of cotton shoes she knitted herself!"
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Yu Chunqiu looked at Fu Xiaoguan and felt like he had lost all desire to live.
I'm here to lead the troops to fight, and they're here to thank Lord Fu!
I thought these villagers came to express their condolences to me, the great general, but it turned out that they came for Fu Xiaoguan.
This feeling was very bad, and Yu Chunqiu felt very depressed.
Fu Xiaoguan was very happy. He waved his hands and shouted, "Hello, fellow villagers!"
The villagers immediately responded: "Hello, Lord Fu!"
“Thank you for your hard work, folks!”
"Thank you for your hard work, Lord Fu!"
The sound shook the sky and startled countless birds.
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