The term "open the back door" was first seen in Ming Wang Yi's "Governor Four Towns Playing Ten And Impeaching the Four Towns General Ling Shu" "Accounting for more than sixty public craftsmen, creating private back doors in various colors, and the material discussion boiled over." "Open the back door" here refers to "opening the door of convenience", that is, opening some small doors on both sides or behind the house to facilitate people's access.
The term "go through the back door" is described in the new book "Homeland" by the drunkards: the Sui Dynasty inherited the Han system, and the official government gates were all sitting north and facing south. If the position is high enough to bring a family member to office, the wife and children of the official are usually placed in the house behind the yamen. In ordinary official business, guests walk all the front door, only personal friends or their own juniors go through the back door to enter.
The saying "leave the back door" was first found in the book "Crane Forest Yulu" written by the Southern Song Dynasty Ji Shui Luo Dajing, which reads: "If you go straight forward now, in case of a fall, retire to Antto? If you have to keep the back door, you have a good foundation. The "back door" mentioned here means that things should be "left to retreat.".
"Going through the back door" is a unique word in the Middle Chinese. At present Chinese no longer uses the original meaning of the word backdoor, and only uses its escape in real life. In the Chinese-specific vocabulary, the front door refers to the correct statutory rule; the back door refers to various informal channels, especially the relationship between people. The word backdoor vividly depicts in a figurative rhetorical way that some people in Chinese society do not rely on normal channels, but rely on human relations to deal with things. Obviously, in a sense, taking the back door is both a reflection of the phenomenon of corruption in contemporary Chinese society and a hotbed of corruption.
In this era, everything must be entrusted to the relationship and take the back door. Without backdoors and connections, many ordinary people are at a loss and unable to move forward.
At that time, the scarce materials required tickets, and if you wanted to get tickets, you had to go through the back door. Hospitalization, medical treatment, job search, college assignment, salary increase, house sharing have to go through the back door; on business trips, if you don't find acquaintances, you will never be able to buy sleepers; for a while even soap, toothpaste, matches, cigarettes and other basic materials have to be entrusted to buy. I remember my parents often worrying about buying something and not being able to find an acquaintance.
In that environment, power works better than money; salesmen are better than bank presidents; stethoscopes are better than teachers; drivers hold the steering wheel tightly and don't change when they turn to a county magistrate. The little people also dig out their minds and use all means to improve their lives.
I had an unforgettable experience of waiting in line to buy meat. At that time, everyone was short of oil and water, and everyone was counting on half a kilogram of meat per month to buy fat meat and refine oil to stir-fry vegetables. However, at that time, fat meat was difficult to buy, unless the trust relationship went through the back door, or used the most stupid method, queuing up all night, hoping to pick one or two.
That day, the butcher shop opened at eight o'clock, and I arrived at six o'clock, which should have been a little hopeful, right? Looking at the fact that there were only a dozen or so people in front of me, I was full of confidence. At half past eight, the door was still not open, at this time someone revealed, in fact, the transport truck of the meat union arrived early, but the salesmen in the butcher shop were busy with the internal part of the booty. They first sorted the meat, cut the fat ones, weighed them, and stuffed them under the counter. Each of them has a relationship, and if you don't do that, you'll just wait.
At nine o'clock, the door finally opened. However, when I arrived, I found that there was a red and red lean meat on the meat rack. The salesman unceremoniously slapped the half-cut pork with a knife and urged: "Say quickly, which piece do you want?" ”
I was furious, but on the surface I had to smile. Because the one who sold meat at that time was simply God. Whether you're a university professor or an engineer, everyone has to smile at them, or the situation will be even worse.
On that day, a customer was suspicious of being thin and the salesman quarreled, and a person in the back of the line persuaded him: "A pig is always fat and thin, catch up with what is it, you don't have to embarrass the little girl." Later, the guy walked away with the lean meat in disgust, and when the people who persuaded him to go up, the salesman bent down and took out a piece of fat for him from under the counter as a reward.
The neighbor Uncle Liu is a very flexible person, once he said to me, his mother came from his hometown, the meat ticket just ran out, he had to go to the food store to try his luck, to see if there is no ticket scraps. On that day, when there were not too many people, he asked the other counter for the name of the girl who sold meat, and then went straight to the meat counter and greeted the girl warmly, "Xiao Li, is this your class?" Is your dad doing well? Is your family still living there? I haven't been to your dad for a long time, and you say hello to him on my behalf! ”
The girl was confused and nodded shyly. At this time, Uncle Liu whispered: "My mother is coming, I am in a hurry to forget to bring meat tickets, can I cut a pound?" Meat tickets will be delivered to you another day. ”
So she cut a large piece of fat for him, and Uncle Liu carried it home happily.
In 1975, I found the old Li, the administrator of the unit canteen, and said with great embarrassment: The old man did not buy meat for his birthday, and he saw that he would help him in the face of the division brothers. He said, "I'll give you some more from the cafeteria," so he quietly wrapped me a piece of meat and repeatedly instructed, "Don't let anyone see it!" "For two dollars of meat, I act like a thief.
At the beginning of the eighty generations, Old Li was already the section chief. One day, he suddenly came to me and said: I heard that your father works at the Inner Mongolia epidemic prevention station, can you get me a few "placenta globulins"? I immediately wrote him a note asking him to go to the unit across the road to find my father. I also blamed me for not making it clear, and my father didn't know it, but he actually collected money from others. I offended Chief Li more than once behind his back,, he forgot to ask me to get him meat! ”
At that time, my cousin was working in the city hospital, and she was often asked to give her sick leave. The wife of one of my colleagues has low blood pressure and wants to buy some dates to replenish blood, but she must have a hospital diagnosis certificate. I went to my cousin for this reason, and my cousin found a good doctor to complete the matter. The colleague's wife, a train conductor, came from Beijing to bring rice to my cousin and the doctor many times.
Listening to my cousin, when their daughter-in-law gave birth to a child, Director Li's son rushed straight into the operating room, and the little nurse did not stop her. A pregnant family member also wanted to go in, but was glared back by the little nurse, "The family can't enter, afraid of infection!" The man threw half a cigarette on the ground, stepped on it with his foot, pointed at the little nurse and asked, "Why did he go in?" The little nurse touched her nails and shook her head, "That person is Director Li's son, and today his daughter-in-law has a baby, and Director Li specially approved him to go in to accompany the delivery!" The man gritted his teeth and clenched his fists.
In the early 1970s, many zhiqing parents tried to get their children back to the city, and the cadres of the communes and production teams who had zhiqing also wanted to take the opportunity of recruiting zhiqing into the city to stuff their children into the city. Later, it developed into going to college, joining the army and taking the back door, and since then, the back door has become more and more intense.
My family had a relative, who was engaged in the physical examination of Zhiqing at that time, and often people came to him with mustache oil, noodles and other things: "His uncle, you see this boy in my family, he is going to go to the countryside, there is not even a person carrying water in the family, you have to help think of a way..." "His uncle, this child in my family looks strong, in fact, there is hyperthyroidism, you help to think of a way..." These words I do not say no one knows, some people say that there was no corruption in that era, but they just don't know.
I had an elementary school classmate who was very thin and thin as a child. This boy was still stupid, everyone in elementary school went to school for six years, and he studied for eight years. When I started working at the age of sixteen, he was still an idle member of society, working as a temporary worker everywhere. In 1968, forced by the situation, he went to the countryside to ask for the number board.
In 1973, the university began to recruit workers, peasants, and soldiers. According to the procedure, it must be recommended by the poor and lower-middle peasants, reviewed by the cadres of the brigade, and reported to the leaders of the commune and the county Zhiqing Office for approval. These ghost doors are indispensable.
He first went to the secretary of the brigade for activities, and took two peony cigarettes and two bottles of Wuliangye. Then he went to talk to the leader of the commune, left a Shanghai watch, and later went to the county informed office to push a brand new "flying pigeon" car to the person in charge, and lied that he was related to the director of the Municipal Revolutionary Committee and had not yet served five clothes. Although it seems that it did not cost much money now, it was a big expense at that time. For him to go to college, his father, who was a buyer in Ermao, poured out his heart and soul. The sky paid off, and this guy ended up living at Peking University.
At the class reunion the year before, he actually drove a Land Rover, dressed in a Pierre Cardin suit, wearing a gold tie, wearing Italian Fendi leather shoes, wearing a Rolex gold watch on his wrist, and his body was pearlescent. Before he retired, he was already a cadre at the level of the main department and a doctorate in engineering, and his classmates were amazed.
Opportunities are given to those who are prepared. In fact, all his life, he has always been digging through the back door to find a relationship. No, no, no matter how you create. He once said, "The hall level is an egg!" I have a college girl whose father is from the Central Organization Department. That girl liked me a lot, if I didn't suspect that the family was ugly, I married her happily, and then the vice chairman of the Inner Mongolia government didn't necessarily say it. ”
The classmates privately commented: Don't listen to him, except that his mother is a woman, and he can't believe a word...
I heard that the former Soviet Union was quite powerful in taking the back door. V.V. Mayakovski (1893-1930), known as the most talented poet of the Soviet era, wrote a poem entitled "The Back door" in Chinese. The events and characters depicted in the poem are no different from the social reality of China. Literary works are a mirror of social life, reflecting to a certain extent the essence of society and the reality of life. The popularity of backdoor in Soviet society should be said not to be an accidental phenomenon, but an inevitable product of the social system at that time. What kind of social system there is, what kind of social phenomenon there is.
postscript:
The Northern Song Dynasty prime minister Fu Bi had the "Son Thesis" surviving: "The son is endowed with a dull nature, plus it is never more." There are very few people who know each other in the old master of the capital, and they are frequently ordered to see each other, and they are fortunate to be very fortunate to have one by one advice. This also begs to go. Bow up again. Translation: My son is stupid and dull by nature, plus he rarely experiences social tempering. I have few close friends in Kyoshi, so let him often visit you, hoping that everything will give him more advice and be grateful. Please read this letter and burn it.
"Son Post", to put it bluntly, is actually a "back door" note. Fu Bi hoped that a certain official would take care of and promote his son, because after all, it was not a glorious thing, so although it was only a note of more than forty words, he still specially wrote "Please read this letter and burn it." "Although Fu Bi is a clean and honest official, he also has a deep affection for the calves.
This note that Fu Bi hoped to burn after reading it, but in the end it was not burned, I don't know whether the official admired Fu Bi's calligraphy or other reasons, in short, Fu Bi's "back door" note was retained by the official.
On June 19, 2005, at the 2005 spring auction in Hanhai, Beijing, five famous books of the Northern Song Dynasty were sold for a high price of 22.275 million yuan, which attracted attention. Among these five Northern Song Dynasty books is Fu Bi's "Son Thesis", which sold for 4.62 million yuan. (Author Han Liming)