Hua Yuan had disappeared, and no one knew where he was.
"How did he disappear?"
Jiang Pengji couldn't believe it. Hua Yuan, the troublemaker, had disappeared just like that?
The surrendered official replied, "He had a relapse. He was unconscious and lost."
What relapse?
It seemed like he had lost his mind.
Jiang Pengji was from the future world. She naturally knew that with the medical methods of this era, the result of losing his mind was death.
Hua Yuan's ending was not surprising.
A person who was conscious and crazy at times, and whose conscious time was getting shorter and shorter, would die in some corner.
However, Hua Yuan's split personality, Liu Xi, was a hidden danger. It was best to confirm his death personally to be at ease.
Jiang Pengji said, "Send someone to look for him. If he's alive, I want to see him. If he's dead, I want to see his corpse."
The surrendered officials felt uneasy.
Hua Yuan, who had already gone mad, made Jiang Pengji pay so much attention to him, but they, who had performed meritorious deeds, were given the cold shoulder. It was really unfair.
Of course, they didn't dare to say this out loud. There was no dissatisfaction on their faces. Instead, they became more devout and obedient.
Little did they know that Jiang Pengji wouldn't fall for it. She turned her head and said to Wei Ci and the others, "These people aren't useful. Let's observe them for a while. If they are obedient, let them do some trivial things. If they don't, let them go home and plant sweet potatoes."
Although she hated them, these people could still be used. For example, they could do some trivial things. After all, Jiang Pengji was short of people.
Nansheng's land area wasn't the largest among the five countries, but it wasn't the smallest either. If the land of the four factions of Nanman was included, it would be very significant.
Behind the huge area was an urgent need for talents. Jiang Pengji could foresee how busy the following days would be.
The original people in each of Nansheng's prefectures had to be screened. Those who could be used would be retained. Those who could not be used would be cleared out and replaced with new people.
Because each prefecture had suffered from more than ten years of war, the people's livelihood had withered, and the farmlands were abandoned. Many government agencies existed in name only. There were even local ruffians and local tyrants who relied on their power to become local tyrants. These were the stumbling blocks on the road to reconstruction. The project was huge. Jiang Pengji decided to deal with Nansheng first before going to Zhongzhao. She let Qiguan Rang and Sun Wen play first …
"Let's send out a recruitment notice and see how many people come to apply …"
This was like a recruitment notice. Those who were interested could apply, and those who weren't would just forget about it.
However, the recruitment order in ancient times was a serious and sacred event, but Jiang Pengji made it seem like she was recruiting laborers …
"Job application?"
Feng Zhen's hand paused. Their lord often spoke terms that others didn't understand, and most of them were her own creations. It wasn't appropriate for them to ask too many questions, so they could only "interpret the meaning of the words" and understand them on their own. Fortunately, he had a smart brain. Otherwise, he wouldn't be able to keep up with the pace.
"How does my lord intend to apply for the position?"
Jiang Pengji had issued recruitment announcements in the past, but the scale was not as large as this one. There were too many secondary people.
"I'll write a rule for you. According to the rule, issue the recruitment notice and let the applicants prepare their own materials. This will save you the trouble." As Jiang Pengji spoke, she picked up her pen and drew on a piece of paper. "If the applicant is qualified, he can be recruited. It's very convenient."
There was a huge problem with the employment system in this era. The transmission of information about talents depended on the recommendation of connections. In other words, those with connections, good family backgrounds, good looks, and good looks would have a higher chance of becoming an official. Those from poor families didn't have this opportunity. They could only recommend themselves to be followers of others and attach themselves to the strong. If they were lucky enough to be chosen, they might have the opportunity to make a name for themselves.
Jiang Pengji was in urgent need of manpower. She didn't have the time to dilly-dally.
She handed the plan to Feng Zhen, who was in charge of the general rules. The specific contents of the recruitment notice were to be drawn up by Feng Zhen and a few others.
Feng Zhen took a few glances, his eyebrows twitching non-stop.
"My lord, this isn't appropriate …"
She was treating talents as if they were cabbages and picky. She even wanted the cabbages to come personally …
Jiang Pengji said, "What's inappropriate? I'm pressed for time and short of manpower. The opportunity is right in front of them. It's up to them whether they want to come or not. If they miss this opportunity, who would care about them? It's just a test of their true abilities. If they're afraid of even this, don't come asking for humiliation. "
Feng Zhen was speechless.
Sigh, after so many years, his lord's temper was getting worse and worse. Of course, she also had the capital to throw a tantrum. Times were different now. She had two countries under her control. Those young people who were eager to become officials had to follow her rules. They had no right to act like they were big shots.
Therefore, the recruitment notice this time was written differently. It was almost like the prototype of a company's recruitment in the future.
As soon as the recruitment notice was announced, the circle of Nansheng's aristocratic families was shaken again.
Was she treating them like cabbages to pick and choose?
However, Jiang Pengji had millions of soldiers in her hands. Nansheng's aristocratic families had also suffered great losses in more than ten years of war. They couldn't contend against her.
If they couldn't contend, then so be it. Why couldn't they resist with cold force?
Some aristocratic families with high temperament restrained their family members from applying for the job. On the contrary, those with shallow backgrounds wanted to use this opportunity to turn things around.
There was no harm in taking the initiative to come to the door and let others pick and choose. Only by enduring the humiliation for a while could they have a bright future in the future.
As this was the first time such a recruitment method was used, Wei Ci and the others were worried that something would go wrong along the way. Those who were too young and inexperienced would not be able to control the situation. Therefore, they simply took turns to be the interviewers. As Jiang Pengji advanced step by step, they also became big shots in the eyes of outsiders.
This decision was beyond everyone's expectations.
What did this mean?
It meant that the Duke of Lanting attached great importance to this recruitment. He was actually willing to send out so many big shots!
With them as the interviewers, the scholars who came to apply for the job felt much better.
The recruitment notice was very clear. Every scholar who came to apply for the job had made sufficient preparations. They couldn't wait to write down all their strengths.
If it wasn't for the inappropriate occasion, there would probably be resumes such as speaking at the age of one, being literate at the age of two, reading the Analects of Confucius at the age of three, and reciting poems at the age of four. Of course, Wei Ci and the others were not there to listen to this nonsense. The examinations they prepared were very targeted. They strived to test the depth of the other party in the shortest time possible. In order to reduce mistakes and omissions, once they were hired, they would specially send people to examine the authenticity of the applicants' resumes. If there was any falsification, it would be a serious crime of deception. A light punishment would be jail time. A heavy punishment would implicate the reputation of the whole family and clan.
The ugly words were said first. It extinguished the trend of falsifying resumes.
"Why do you come every time …"
The last applicant had just left. Feng Zhen took the time to drink a cup of strong tea to refresh himself.
Wei Ci asked in return, "Isn't this good?"
"It's good. It's not that I'm afraid your body can't take it. If you're too tired … "
As he said this, Feng Zhen glanced at Wei Ci's lower abdomen. His gaze was lewd.
Wei Ci was speechless.
He was still flirtatious at this time. He should complain to Wan Xiu 'er when he got back!
Wei Ci pursed his lips and did not speak. Feng Zhen was snubbed. He yawned and let the next applicant come in.
Not long after, the scholar who was called came in with the attendants.
Feng Zhen almost choked on his saliva when he saw it.
She didn't have the face and temperament of his lord. Why didn't she dress as a man? Did she really think that they were all blind?
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