Comprehensive film and television: The Queen of Rolls Opens the Roll Again

Gong Yuanzheng's expression, as if his worldview had been severely impacted once again, made Zhang Xueming laugh: "How about guarding from the beginning to the end, and then taking action if you don't like it, and doing everything yourself?"

She took his hand and led him back to the study. Seeing that he was still thinking with his head down, she smiled and said, "Ayuan is the head of a palace after all. Can you have a little more self-awareness of the head of a palace? Ayuan has to do everything by himself. What's the point of keeping so many people around? Just eat free meals and chat with them."

When they arrived at the study, Zhang Xueming pushed him to the desk. Seeing that he hadn't figured it out yet, he decided to take this opportunity to talk to him about the problem: "This kind of work may seem arduous, but Ayuan, think about it carefully. If you remove the issue of the large number of people, isn't it actually quite simple to operate?"

Gong Yuanzheng nodded: "Registering information, taking the pulse, and collecting medicine are simple operations, but a large number of people means a lot of repetitive actions."

"Correct."

Zhang Xueming's affirmation gave him great confidence. He tried to imagine the scene of taking the pulse of a group of people with similar health conditions in a row, and said, "So what is needed at this time is not excellence, but speed. The doctors in the clinic are fully capable of doing this kind of work, and there is no need for me to intervene."

"Correct."

Gong Yuanzheng was so happy with the continuous affirmation and praise that he couldn't help smiling. He also thought to himself: "There are few doctors in the clinic, and they will get tired if they do too much repetitive work. At this time, they have to teach apprentices to diagnose pulses, even the most basic way to judge whether the patient is healthy. If the apprentices are unsure, the doctors will do it. The apprentices can accumulate experience and reduce the burden on the doctors, killing two birds with one stone."

"Very good." Zhang Xueming touched his head and then his cheek.

Ever since she discovered that Gong Yuanzheng particularly liked her doing this, she would use this little trick from time to time. Whenever this happened, he would unconsciously squint his eyes and appear to be enjoying it, like a docile little animal.

Zhang Xueming took a piece of white paper, drew a few lines on it with a charcoal pencil, and marked next to those lines one by one: perfect, excellent, good, average, and unqualified.

"Ahem, okay, students, please sit down. Zhao Zhao's class is about to begin." She took out a ruler from the pen holder, cleared her throat, and looked at Gong Yuanzheng seriously, acting like an old pedant.

Gong Yuanzheng quickly sat up and looked at her with bright eyes.

Zhang Xueming patted his palm with a ruler and said, "First of all, we must make it clear that a person's time and energy are limited, and it is impossible to complete all the work alone. As the leader of Zheng Palace, after sorting out the priorities of things, you should learn to let go of those things that do not require you to personally do, and arrange for your subordinates to do them.

What you need to do is to tell them clearly what kind of results you need from this matter, give them appropriate guidance when they have no idea, and then supervise and accept the results. "

"What if they can't meet my requirements no matter what?" Gong Yuanzheng asked the question seriously.

He knew very well what he lacked, and he cherished this opportunity to learn. No one in the palace would teach him these things except his brother, but even his brother would not explain them to him in detail like this.

"A Yuan, I remember I told you that you are a genius among geniuses. You are gifted, intelligent, and hardworking. Your achievements now are beyond the reach of most people in this world."

Gong Yuanzheng secretly straightened his chest and tried his best to suppress the corners of his mouth that wanted to rise wildly. Oh, why does Zhao Zhao like to praise him so much, he feels embarrassed.

"So you see, Ayuan, you use the standard of being able to cultivate the Izumo Heavy Lotus, a magical medicine that only exists in legends, to demand others to do so. Who can meet this standard? Even I can't." Zhang Xueming said with a smile.

The maid brought hot tea and snacks. Gong Yuanzheng picked up the teapot, poured a cup of tea and pushed it in front of Zhang Xueming. He said, "I understand. Just like Zhao Zhao can embroider the red carp as if it is about to swim down from the clothes, I have never seen anyone else embroider like this. But that kind of embroidery is very laborious. Zhao Zhao can't embroider every pattern on every piece of clothing herself. As long as others' embroidery is acceptable, Zhao Zhao can accept it."

"That's a good analogy." Zhang Xueming took a sip of tea and tapped the lined paper on the table with a ruler: "Perfection is what Ayuan pursues, and it is also the level that Ayuan can achieve, but it is not something they can achieve with hard work. But below perfection there are excellence, good, and average. Are these also beyond their reach even with hard work? Not necessarily."

Gong Yuanzheng agreed with this statement, but was troubled: "Then how should we divide it?"

"The level that Ayuan can achieve cannot be used as a qualified standard, but it can be used as the highest standard. If Ayuan feels very satisfied, then it must be perfect; if Ayuan feels that it is just a little short of perfection, then it is excellent; if Ayuan feels that it is not bad, then it is good; if it is barely passable and usable, then it is average. Anything below that is unqualified."

"What Zhao Zhao means is that I can only hold them to qualified standards in the future?"

"No." Zhang Xueming patiently explained to him: "Take this work as an example. Brother only requires the clinic to complete it, so the final result is qualified. For such a simple work, how much more can you strive for perfection?

Even in the field of medicine and poison research, there are important and not so important ones. You give the not so important ones to the doctors in the clinic to study, and tell them what kind of rewards they will get if their research succeeds.

At first, they may just be able to do it, but after doing it three or four times, their confidence will be built up. Then you can try to set higher standards, set rewards, and give them some pointers when they can't find a clue. Slowly, you will be able to get a group of people who are more than just barely capable. "

She put down the ruler, drank the tea in the cup, took a piece of hard rice cake with a milky flavor, sat by the window, and ate it slowly while looking at the scenery outside, leaving Gong Yuanzheng enough time to digest and think.

After finishing a piece of hard rice cake, she turned around to look at Gong Yuanzheng, who had remained silent the whole time, and found that he was writing something with his head down. She went over to take a look and was surprised:

This guy has already written six full articles in regular script and put them aside.

What's the topic?

Titles of various medical and poison research projects...

I seem to have accidentally let down those doctors in the clinic... Zhang Xueming thought belatedly.

My conscience hurts a little.

She chose to pour a cup of hot tea, take a piece of hard rice cake, sit back by the window and continue looking at the not-so-blue sky outside.

But this is a chance for them to improve themselves and make money, right? It's better than the young man working hard every day while they are idle and looking through old medical records.

"Zhao Zhao, come and help me take a look." Gong Yuanzheng finally finished writing, and said with a satisfied smile: "These are all the things I want to do but don't have the time to do. After this matter is over, I will throw them one by one to them. This way, I can have more time for Zhao Zhao to study rouge and powder."

Well, that's good. Zhang Xueming also smiled a satisfied capitalist smile.

It’s time to urge Gong Shangjiao. He promised to bring Elder Yue and Young Master Yue to the clinic, so why haven’t they shown up yet?