You were made to farm, and now you're the emperor of an empire?

Chapter 225 Administrative System
Roman has always firmly believed that it is the job that cultivates talent, not the other way around.

Without a platform, even the best talent will be overlooked.

But with a platform, even clods of dirt and pebbles can one day become a gem.

So, regardless of whether it's suitable or not, let's just do it for now.

Let's talk about it when problems arise.

There are only 30,000 people now.

Small territories also have their advantages.

For example, it is very convenient to communicate with the emperor and understand the people's sentiments.

With Roman personally overseeing the process, appointments and promotions could be communicated quickly and effectively.

Power can be delegated, but not completely.

Otherwise they will quickly transform from them into them.

Power corrupts the body, and desire erodes the soul—especially for those who are ignorant.

Upon assuming office: Overwhelmed with gratitude and tears of joy, vowing to do everything the lord has assigned, to be respectful to superiors and tolerant to subordinates.

Two months into my tenure: I feel complacent and gradually become lazy, but I am still able to perform management tasks relatively well and do not prioritize my own responsibilities.

Six months into the term: they become accustomed to it, believe that their position comes from themselves, begin to take control of their power, and use their position and power to seek additional benefits.

One year into my term: You troublemakers! You lowly people! I am the master's steward, you all must kowtow to me, I say one and you cannot say two.

Hey!
The old-fashioned gentleman is back!
……

The impact of the environment on humans is complex, but such things are bound to happen.

why?
Because they had actually witnessed the scenes and mannerisms of the stewards who acted arrogantly and domineeringly, they would spontaneously imitate such behavior once they had power.

You ask them why they don't learn good things and only learn bad things...

Look at you, talking as if they've seen something good.

Human beings have limitations.

They couldn't imitate people they'd never seen before, and Roman couldn't explain anything.

Because explanations are superfluous—Romain always believed this.

Especially for clerical staff, the more they explain, the more likely they are to make mistakes.

They are adept at guessing what those in power are thinking.

They will not revere a talkative monarch, but they will certainly fear a silent one.

Silence is a posture that contains profound power...

Let them think whatever they want.

Roman's approach will not change.

He first gave each department a different number of nomination slots, and the nominees had to meet certain criteria—somewhat witty, willing to think, good at asking questions, and demonstrating potential for growth in daily interactions.

Roman couldn't make too high a demand.

Therefore, the sources of this list are quite diverse.

There were dockworkers, old farmers, stonemasons, road pavers, police officers, and some were apostles that Roman had originally stuffed into the Department of Residents—the unqualified apostles had long been eliminated.

These people will be promoted and given a raise by Roman.

People from humble backgrounds become interns, and former interns are promoted to full-time positions.

Roman's current administrative hierarchy is simple and clear.

Internship, junior, intermediate, senior, and department head.

Trainee clerks receive 5 copper coins per month, junior clerks 10 copper coins, intermediate clerks 20 copper coins, senior clerks 30 copper coins, and department heads receive half a gold coin per month—and department heads receive the highest level of benefits.

We have ministers, but not key personnel; we can only fill the gaps gradually.

This is a long-term process.

We must continuously try and fail, continuously screen, and continuously eliminate.

The final group selected consisted of administrative personnel who were obedient to instructions, arrangements, and management.

You can say they are illiterate or ignorant.

But they must meet Roman's requirements for them: to be extremely obedient, to do whatever he asks without hesitation.

This is especially important.

The Code of Origin grants all inhabitants the human right to freedom—except for prisoners of war and criminals. Human rights are inviolable; only Romans can trample on them, no one else has the right.

What Roman needs to do is to put it into practice and demonstrate the effectiveness of the law.

Let Jimmy from the Residents Department do the publicity work.

He would give Jimmy a draft that would explain the basic rights of being human.

Anyone who dares to trample on human rights is trampling on the laws that Roman himself established.

Even if you're in charge, it won't work.

They are the operators and maintainers of this system.

What is being operated is the law, and what is being upheld is human rights.

From now on, the duties of these administrative personnel have truly changed, and they now possess full administrative power.

In the past, they were only accountable to the lords above them.

Now, they are also responsible to the residents below.

If you don't do it, people will do it.

Only by ensuring a good living environment for residents can we maintain long-term and high productivity.

Of course, if any residents are lazy, then they will face certain death.

The lazy person's genes should be eliminated!
Damn it, I can even lay a hand on my own administrative staff, so what's wrong with crushing a few lowly people?
……

Roman called Hans and Germain.

"I need to coordinate your work," he said bluntly.

“Sir, it’s your decision,” the two young men, whose expressions had long since gone numb, replied.

“I need a court now!” he said.

They were taken aback at first, and then their two dim eyes brightened like never before.

“My lord! My grandfather was a judge for a great lord!” Hans said first.

“I have received a complete internal affairs training! Please believe me! I can do this job!” Gehman hurriedly replied.

I really couldn't hold it in anymore.

The past two years have almost destroyed all their pride.

Every day when I open my eyes, I'm faced with a group of children.

Teaching numbers, letters, and words, over and over again, without end.

Despite Nellie's recent efforts to drastically streamline schools and expel over 1,500 students.

But the remaining two thousand students still gave them a huge headache.

The more people Roman robbed, the more students he got.

The more students, the fewer teachers.

This experience was truly torture for someone their age.

Unfortunately, they couldn't just give up. The school was right next to the manor, and Roman would sometimes pass by. He would also regularly check on the students' learning progress.

The two had never seen such a perverted monarch.

They no longer had any thoughts of upward mobility or grand ambitions.

At this moment, the two of them only hoped to escape the hell of the past.

Roman sat in his chair, crossed his legs, and gestured as he said, "Don't rush, I need two judges."

Both of them immediately breathed a sigh of relief.

"But I have a condition: each time the court is in session, nine unrelated people will be randomly selected as the audience. When one of you makes a verdict, the other person must raise an objection that differs from the verdict. Finally, the nine audience members will vote to decide whose verdict to follow."

"Lord Roman, we will resolutely carry out your orders!" the two said in unison.

She was afraid that even the slightest hesitation would cause Roman to change his mind.

Roman nodded. "You've done a pretty good job lately, so I'm raising your salary to 3 silver coins per month—that's 3.6 gold coins per year."

Upon hearing that their salaries had more than doubled, the two were overjoyed and suddenly felt that all the hardships they had endured were nothing.

Roman watched the two leave, pondered for a moment, and then got up to head to the military camp.

(End of this chapter)