Father, I really don’t want to be the emperor

After the two discussed the creative techniques of oil painting, Huang Yumeng began to concentrate on painting, while Ning Fan returned to the carriage.

At this time, Ergou walked in quickly from outside, holding a piece of paper in his hand. He handed the paper to Ning Fan and said, "Your Majesty, this is the telegram just sent back by the general."

When Ning Fan heard that it was the telegram sent by Xiao Zhong, he immediately stood up, picked up the piece of paper and looked at it carefully, with a smile on his face.

It turned out that just one day ago, the Rakshasa people suddenly organized an army of 100,000 people to take back Blackwater City. Unfortunately, the Rakshasa people did not have a long railway to transport supplies, so they could only rely on their footsteps to measure the frozen soil in the north.

These Rakshasa people went through all kinds of hardships to reach Heishui City. In fact, they were at the end of their efforts and reluctantly attacked Heishui City. In the end, they were defeated by Xiao Da and even their advisors were captured.

Moreover, Xiao Chong made it very clear in this telegram that Rakshasa's advisor was an Englishman.

"Your Majesty, these English people are always against us. They are just fanning the flames in the Rakshasa Kingdom. They have been seen in the Miluo Kingdom and the Annan Kingdom before. They are either colluding with the nobles to resist the royal family, or they are secretly working against us, Da Kang. , these people are really bad.”

Ergou said angrily.

But Ning Fan was smiling but not smiling at this time, and there was no expression of anger on his face. In fact, after Dakang's fleet was defeated by the English, Ning Fan was indeed depressed and angry. As the industry continued to prosper and develop, Ning Fan gradually became less impatient.

"This thing is like playing a game. If you pass the level all at once, it won't be interesting. You have to take your time, go through a lot of hardships, and finally win the game to feel a sense of accomplishment."

Ning Fan said with a smile.

Ergou didn't know what Ning Fan meant. He didn't understand what a game was and what clearance was. He only knew that Ning Fan seemed to be in good condition at this time.

"Er Gou, remember, don't be impatient in anything you do. Take it step by step. Sooner or later, the grievances between us and the English will be settled."

Ning Fan threw the piece of paper aside and looked out the window again.

Half a day later, the train stopped at a station on the way. At this time, the station organized tens of thousands of people to come here to greet them. These were all people who pioneered in the north. Among them were laborers from Annan Kingdom, as well as many people from Dakang who came here to make a fortune. , as well as people from many surrounding countries who immigrated here.

Several towns have been formed around the station, and they even vaguely resemble cities. Ning Fan was very happy to see the prosperity of this group.

"How many large farms do we have in the north now? Are all of them government-run?"

Ning Fan saw Wang Tianjiang.

Wang Tianjiang was appointed as the governor of the northern border. He was in charge of nearly seven million square kilometers of land. He was a veritable man under one man and above ten thousand people.

Ning Fan can be said to have handed over half of the country to Wang Tianjiang. Wang Tianjiang is the person who is most familiar with the development situation in the north.

"Your Majesty, less than one-tenth of the black land in the north has been developed. Even our government-run farms can only use a small part of the land. Our land in the north is too fertile and vast to develop. It’s not finished, it can’t be developed at all.”

Wang Tianjiang simply couldn't imagine that if all these millions of kilometers of fertile fields were planted with crops, we, the well-off people, would never have to worry about food again.

Seven million square kilometers of land, in addition to large tracts of forest, is black soil. It covers a full two million square kilometers. Even Ning Fan found it a bit incredible to have such a large area of ​​cultivated land.

This land was once given to the Rakshasa people by God. Unfortunately, the Rakshasa people were unable to utilize it because of its vast territory and sparse population. Now that this land is in the hands of Dakang, Ning Fan naturally has to find a way to make him fully utilize it.

"Since the imperial court cannot fully develop and utilize this land, it will introduce the power of the private sector and distribute the land to the common people for free for them to cultivate. All the people who come to the west will be given land to each household on a per capita basis. "

Ning Fan thought for a while and then said to Wang Tianjiang.

Wang Tianjiang was a little confused. He didn't know why Ning Fan suddenly changed his strategy and distributed so much land to the people at once. Didn't this cost the court a huge amount of wealth?

If all these lands were turned into official farms, the imperial court's annual income would be too much to count.

"In the final analysis, our court serves the common people all over the world and seeks their welfare! Isn't it what our Dakang court should do to keep these people well fed and clothed? So if we were able to wrest it from the Rakshasa people, wouldn’t it be the result of ordinary soldiers throwing their lives and blood? Now we are giving these lands to them. Is there anything wrong with that?”

Ning Fan's series of soul questions confused Wang Tianjiang. He had never accepted such cutting-edge ideas. After hearing what Ning Fan said, he felt that Ning Fan's words were full of truth.

"How much land should be allocated to each person and household? In fact, everyone's farming ability is limited. For example, one person can only plant ten acres at most. If it is more, he will become ill from overwork."

Wang Tianjiang touched his chin and said.

If these lands are distributed to the common people, those common people will definitely feel like they have gained a treasure and will work hard to cultivate it. If they cannot finish the food produced, they will definitely sell it, which will invisibly increase the prosperity of the Dakang economy. In this way, over time, Dakang will prosper.

Therefore, Wang Tianjiang still supported Ning Fan's approach from the bottom of his heart. He had already begun to imagine specific execution rules in his mind.

"I had a chat with Zhou Qun when I came here before. We need to establish a comprehensive household registration system. Whether it is immigrants from neighboring countries who come to Dakang, or the native fishermen of Dakang, as long as they are People of the same culture and ethnicity are all our compatriots, and we must treat them equally. Only those who have lived in Dakang for three years and moved their families to Dakang are the people of Dakang. "

Ning Fan made a decision to Wang Tianjiang that stunned Wang Tianjiang.

"And in the next step, I also decided to allow the free flow of household registrations in various provinces. Road guides are no longer needed. People can go wherever they want, and the court is not allowed to interfere."

Ning Fan dropped another bombshell, which shocked Wang Tianjiang so much that he could not close his mouth for a long time.

Even Wang Tianjiang was overwhelmed by this drastic reform. He felt that his brain could not keep up with Ning Fan's ideas. However, after thinking about it carefully, he felt that the benefits brought by Ning Fan's actions were simply endless.