"I heard that Director Geng has been dismissed. This is huge news. He has been an official since the Qing Dynasty. He has been a roly-poly in the political arena for many years. How come he was removed so easily?"
"What other reasons could there be for people to be dismissed from their posts? It's just corruption and offending their superiors. There are quite a few people who have been dismissed from their posts in recent times."
Several tea patrons were drinking water and chatting when a young man in his early twenties wearing a blue uniform said with a smile: "Brother, what you said is wrong. Director Geng is really not corrupt.
Although he is in charge of the Reclamation Bureau and has a very good job, the whole family lives on his small salary, and he is famous for not being greedy or taking advantage of others."
A middle-aged man with a scar on his face was suddenly a little surprised and asked hurriedly: "Since he is an upright official, why was he dismissed? Is it possible that the government is confused and does not distinguish between good and bad people? I heard that Fengtian does not mean governance.
Isn’t it good? How could something like this happen?”
"Brother, what you said is wrong. Does it mean that an honest official must be a good official?" The teahouse owner came over with a smile, holding a pot of Tieguanyin in his hand, and delivered it to the big man.
The big man suddenly grabbed the shopkeeper's wrist and said sternly: "Shopkeeper, this is not an honest official, how can it be that a corrupt official is good?"
"Sir, please be gentle, I can't stand it!"
The strength of the big man's hand relaxed a little, but he did not let go. Instead, he snorted coldly: "Shopkeeper, you have to tell me a reason, otherwise you have a bad intention."
The young man in overalls who was drinking tea next to him came over with a smile: "My dear friend, don't be angry. What the shopkeeper said makes sense. Officials are selected to do things, not just to look good. Of course, corrupt officials are
It’s not good, but if you don’t do any serious work, you’ll just sit there and eat nothing. It’s okay not to be such an upright official.”
The shopkeeper also said: "Yes, Director Geng has been in charge of the Reclamation Bureau for more than a year. He has only resettled less than 300 immigrants and reclaimed more than 1,000 acres of land. It is more than 20 times worse than the target set by the government. Every day
A large number of immigrants came to the three northeastern provinces to seek a living. If they were like this, I don’t know how many people would starve to death. They should have been withdrawn a long time ago! The commander-in-chief was generous to him and allowed this old gentleman to compile local chronicles.
, it can be regarded as the most benevolent and righteous."
Upon hearing this, the big man hurriedly let go of his hand, with a look of shame on his face: "Please forgive me, shopkeeper, I am a rough man and not very sensible. In my hometown, the old people are all looking forward to the arrival of Mr. Qingtian.
. Let us suffer less punishment. Who would have thought that Fengtian would know. This honest official is not enough to see. It is really an eye-opener."
"Brother, honest officials are not expected, but managed. Just recently, we have implemented open government affairs. What each department should do and to what extent it has been done must let the people know if there are any problems.
You can report it immediately, and the Audit Bureau will intervene. If any fraud is found, the Anti-Corruption Bureau will take over immediately. Recently, a large number of people have been investigated and punished, some are corrupt officials, some are mediocre, and some are too old to be used.
But it’s a big change.” The young man in overalls explained with a smile.
The big man listened carefully. Although he still couldn't understand some things, he also knew that Fengtian was indeed completely different from his hometown.
"My friend, you know this so well. Could it be that it's also from the government?"
"I'm just a factory worker. I just went to a few civics classes and talked randomly."
There are also a few young people at a table near the window. They have been listening to the conversation here, with surprised looks on their faces from time to time. They are all young people from Nanyang. Compared with the people in China, they are more familiar with the situation.
The world has more to learn about.
Even countries in the West that pride themselves on being civilized are still rampant in corruption. Although there has been a lot of progress compared to a decade or two ago, the power of the people at the bottom is still quite limited. However, Fengjun can actually give the people the right to know and supervise.
Yes, this is definitely an amazing thing.
Li Xun suddenly stood up and asked with a smile: "My friend, can you tell me what this civics class is about? I've heard that all primary and secondary schools in Guan Nei offer civics courses. What's the difference in Fengtian?"
"
"I don't know what's going on inside the pass, but the civics class in Fengtian is actually the original literacy class. It used to be available in schools at all levels, and classes were held for free in the evenings or on holidays, and anyone could go and read and learn. I'm ashamed to say that I had
I didn't go to school for more than a few days. I studied in a literacy class for more than a year, and then I was lucky enough to get into a technical school, and then I was assigned to work in an automobile factory."
Several tea drinkers on the side were all a little surprised when they heard this. The automobile factory is one of the factories with the best treatment in Fengtian. Not only is the salary high, but also housing is allocated. Especially workers with some technical expertise can also receive bonuses.
Many middle school graduates may not be able to squeeze in. This young man has only attended a literacy class, which is indeed not easy.
"With the decline of illiteracy in recent years, literacy classes have gradually begun to explain other things, such as domestic and foreign history, political systems, and the latest scientific and technological progress. In addition, some explanations of Fengtian's New Deal should also be made. These are for everyone.
Everything is free and open to the public, and there are dedicated promoters to explain it.”
"This is amazing!" Li Xun couldn't help but exclaimed. He had been in Nanyang for so many years, but he had never heard of a country that was willing to go to such lengths to teach the people knowledge and open classes for ordinary people.
Since the Republic of China, many people have been debating whether China can implement a republican system. The focus of many issues is on the quality of citizens. However, no matter which side they are on, they have not really calmed down and worked hard to find ways to solve it.
This issue is to improve the quality of the people.
As for the citizenship courses offered in primary and secondary schools, they are only concentrated in a small circle. Many literati are enthusiastic about this kind of thing, but they just want to fight for power under the guise. They can really solve problems like Fengjun.
Yes, it's really rare.
These young people who had just arrived from Nanyang began to truly feel awe for the first time. This is the magnanimity of a great country. It is hard to imagine what a huge power would be created if 400 million Chinese could be like Fengtian.
What amazing miracles power can create!
Several young people from Nanyang are also very excited. The stronger and more developed the country is, the more they can truly straighten their backs, get rid of the slutty natives, and drive away the greedy white people. Only then can the Chinese in Nanyang have a future.
In a good mood, Li Xun and others walked out of the teahouse happily. The man with the scar also walked out with a few people. One after another, they happened to be on the way, and they all arrived at Nanda Camp in Fengtian.
Li Xun was about to ask the man what they did, when two officers walked out of the military camp, one of whom had been responsible for managing these young people from Southeast Asia these past two days.
"Listen up, you guys. The last batch of your companions have also arrived in Fengtian. From today on, from now on, they will be completely isolated from the outside world and receive fully closed training. Do you understand?"
"Understood!" Li Xun and the others shouted with all their strength, and were immediately taken into the military camp. What awaited them was unprecedentedly harsh training.
As for the other officer, he walked up to the scarred man with a smile and said with a smile: "You are the Tiger King Dali who went down the mountain, right?"
"That's right, it's the villain."
"There are no adults or villains in the military camp. We are usually superiors and subordinates. When we are on the battlefield, we are brothers. Let me introduce myself first. My name is Xue Ju. I am from the special operations team. If you agree to our initiative, I will be your future instructor."
Already."
"I agree, I have agreed a long time ago. I can see that you are sincerely serving the people, and I can serve you. If you take off the skin of a thief, even if you die, it will be worth it!"
Xue Ju nodded and brought Wang Dali and others to the military camp. This Wang Dali was actually a gangster from Shandong. In his early years, he worked as a laborer on the Jiaoji Railway. When the Japanese occupied Qingdao in 14 years,
Wang Dali was arrested and worked as a laborer.
Wang Dali couldn't bear the insult, so he ran away and gathered a group of people to make a living by robbing houses. However, they did not rob ordinary people, but only wealthy government households, and even attacked Japanese trains.
After Fengjun took back Qingdao, he carried out a clearing out of these bandits. The famous Tiger King Dali of Downhill Mountain was also easily captured by Fengjun. However, after some questioning, Fengjun found out that this guy was also a man, and he was sure to kill him.
Unfortunately, Fengjun also wanted to make some noise in Shandong, so he wanted to recruit Wang Dali.
This guy was considered sincere. He took a few brothers and went directly to Fengtian to report. Xue Ju took him to the military camp and said with a smile: "Wang Dali, you feel that no one is watching you along the way, let you come to Fengtian by yourself."
Report, how about this matter?"
"Of course it goes without saying that when you do big things, you write big words with big strokes. If Commander Feng Jun trusts me, I can't be sorry for the two strokes of human characters!"
Xue Ju smiled slightly: "Wang Dali, to tell you the truth, there have been people around you for a long time. If you dare to take the opportunity to escape, I can guarantee that you will all turn into corpses. This is also a test for you. You have no evil intentions.
, even if you are smart!"
Upon hearing this, Wang Dali was stunned for a long time. It turned out that his life had been hanging in the balance these days, and his back was instantly soaked.
"Sir, are you threatening me?"
"Look what this is."
Xue Ju sent a small book in front of him. Although Wang Dali didn't know much about literacy, he could barely read it. It recorded his whereabouts these days in detail. Until now, the tiger descending the mountain was really scared.
"Where are you hiding? How come I don't know at all?"
"Hahaha, it's nothing mysterious. It's just training. You will soon have these abilities, such as shooting, hiding, sneak attacks, kidnapping, and poisoning. In short, you will learn many things that you have never seen before."
Wang Dali couldn't help but swallowed his saliva and said with difficulty: "Doesn't this make us continue to be thieves?"
"You can say that, but the targets you are dealing with are not ordinary people, but the British in Weihaiwei!"
