This novel tells the story of a modern grassroots civil servant who travels back to the Song Dynasty.
What I want to write about is not time travel, tactics, or technology, but people and systems. Shen Muzhi, he is not Long Aotian and does not have a golden finger. His greatest ability is the experience he has accumulated after working at the grassroots level for eight years - writing materials, organizing files, planning, mediating disputes, preventing floods, and epidemic prevention and control... These seemingly inconspicuous things became the power to change a city in the Song Dynasty eight hundred years ago.
What he did in Shezhou happens to thousands of grassroots cadres every day. Many of them have been working silently and working hard all their lives. They will not flatter, cling, "innovate," "excellent," or "advanced," and will not be remembered by history. But it is these inconspicuous people who are the backbone that maintains the efficient operation of the state machine.
I think the essence of social governance is to treat people as human beings.
The same goes for grassroots cadres. Every unseen contribution is worth remembering.
What is written here is actually a dream,
Have fun.
