Rebirth of Buddhism

After saying this, even though he was reluctant to give up, he left quickly.

After he left, Fu Zhiyu opened his mouth blankly, but didn't say any rebuttal words.

"It's really..." He muttered to himself in a low voice, "It's just a bad relationship."

Fu Zhiyu lay on the bed in a daze for a long time, unable to fall asleep, and did not fall asleep until the early morning of the next day.

He woke up late the next morning, and when he was having breakfast, he noticed that Butler Zhou had a strange expression on his face.

"What's wrong?" Fu Zhiyu rubbed his eyes and looked at him, "Is there something wrong?"

Steward Zhou helped him arrange the dim sum dishes on the table, and said, "I went to the dim sum shop outside the door to buy some desserts this morning, but the shopkeeper saw that it was me, so he didn't charge the money. I thought he saw that I was a regular customer. I didn't buy much, so I gave it away directly, but he said that there will be no money to buy things in the house in the future, I asked him why, and he said...the master knows."

Fu Zhiyu: "..."

He did know, but at this moment, he didn't know how to explain the mess to the housekeeper, so he just lowered his head and took a sip of the porridge, frowning even more.

"Don't go there in the future," he said, "If the mother wants to eat, let Mingdao take it along the way."

But this way, it is not as convenient as the door of my own house.

But the master said so, there is no reason for the servant to be disobedient, so Steward Zhou responded, helped him clean up, and went down.

Fu Zhiyu went to the government office after breakfast. He had too many things to discuss with Yuan Jiangxing today.

Before Fu Zhiyu's plan was implemented, the two of them discussed whether the prefects of each city should be withdrawn.He still remembered that after the prefect of Luanzhou was withdrawn, all the localities handed him pleading papers out of his anger.

"They are all very disobedient people," Fu Zhiyu said with emotion, "Even if they calm down after hearing the news, in normal times, I don't know how much benefit they have received."

Fu Zhiyu didn't intend to remove all the officials in Jiangnan completely according to his own preferences. He wanted to do this. After all, it was best to replace all the officials with his own people, but the whole Jiangnan was too big, and the time left for Fu Zhiyu was too short. They are all soldiers, they are all trained in fighting skills, and they specialize in art. Under the peaceful and prosperous times, there are really few who can come in handy.

The evaluation of these managers among the common people is similar to that of the prefect of Qian in Luanzhou. They have done bastard things, but occasionally they have done some personnel affairs. From the perspective of Jilin's overall official level, they are in the middle. No big difference between people.

But they have at least one thing better than Fu Zhiyu - understanding Jilin.

All of them have been officials in Jiangnan for a long time, at least 20 years. Based on this alone, there is still room for use.

"Let's temporarily send people from my uncle's side to watch them do things. I'll see which one of them dares to slap me at this time." Fu Zhiyu casually threw the papers handed over to flatter me on the ground, "When the time is right, Jiangnan I can do the imperial examination myself, but I don't believe that no one can be elected.

During this period of time, it is considered as the probationary period I left for them. If the results come, they can still keep this position. If it is not to my liking and fails to meet the requirements, I don't care how long he has been working, and he will give me all back Farming at home! "

Fu Zhiyu's overall plan includes many aspects, and it needs to be realized step by step. The most important step is the shortest shortcoming in the south of the Yangtze River - the poorest villages.

Fu Zhiyu's first visit to Heshun Village was considered an ordinary village. According to Zhang Lin's guidance, he visited some of the poorest places in the south of the Yangtze River.

Every poor place has its own reasons. Some are in the mountains, and it takes two hours to walk out of the mountains. There are also some villages by the river. The terrain is low-lying, and the crops are easily flooded when it rains a little. , Naturally, the harvest is not good.

The problems of these villages cannot be solved simply by moving, not to mention where to move. At present, resources are limited in all places. Where to move these people, the original residents will not agree, and the place in the south of the Yangtze River will not agree. The idea of ​​returning fallen leaves to their roots is very serious. Unless they really can't survive, as long as there is a glimmer of hope, these people will not leave easily.

"In places that are prone to flooding and water accumulation, in addition to building dams to prevent people from dying, don't grow rice anymore, ask them to open ponds and grow lotus roots," Fu Zhiyu said, "Villages in the mountains are suitable for growing more expensive medicinal materials. , small size, high price, relatively easy to transport.

The little uncle bought a lot of seeds for him, which can be distributed for free. Poor places should adapt to local conditions, don't be too hard-headed, at least let them eat. "

Having said this, Fu Zhiyu paused, and showed Yuan Jiangxing a map of the south of the Yangtze River. He had marked the poorest villages.

"Of course, changing from rice to other crops requires a break-in period, such as medicinal materials, which cannot be harvested in a short period of time. If necessary, the government can advance part of the money," Fu Zhiyu continued, "Jiangnan is considered lucky. Some shortcomings are not too many, and there are not many villages that cannot afford to eat in poor areas, and the number of households in poor villages is also small, mostly only a few dozen households. -"

Fu Zhiyu turned a page and pointed to his second picture. Yuan Jiangxing glanced at it and drew some machinery, such as a weaving machine, but upon closer inspection, it seemed to be different from common looms. .

In addition to agriculture, Jiangnan also has a more important handicraft industry, which is the basis for the prevalence of caravans. Jiangnan produces the best silk, embroidery, clothes, jewelry, and so on.

This page is not about shortcomings, but about the interests of the majority.

Fu Zhiyu's idea is to improve the efficiency of farmers by transforming farm tools, liberate more productivity, and provide ordinary families with more options for making money. , Increase the purchase price of the low-level handicraft industry, thereby improving the current situation in the south of the Yangtze River.

The Yuan family was also among the four big merchants, and Fu Zhiyu didn't intend to favor one over the other, he had already told Yuan Jiangwen about this.

In fact, changing the monopoly position does not mean that they will make less money. If the entire Jiangnan is well developed, the rich merchants will only earn more, but the monstrous wealth that can hold the entire country hostage will no longer exist.

Jiangnan cannot be hijacked by anyone's selfishness, Fu Zhiyu thought, not even by himself.

These are all big aspects, and it will take time to realize these visions, and it will also require a group of people to implement them to the letter, and he alone cannot do it.

Fu Zhiyu just said to Yuan Jiangxing that he wanted to conduct the imperial examinations in Jiangnan, not just for fun.

Among the top-notch people selected in the civil and military imperial examinations in the capital, there are not many talented people in Jiangnan. There are many scholarly families in Jiangnan, but they can't compete with the locals in the capital. Apart from regional protection, Jiangnan is too far away from the capital. Speaking of exhaustion, it is almost the same as going to Half-Life, and the climate is also unacceptable in the capital. In this case, it is difficult to show a complete real level.

Jiangnan is a piece of land that has been allocated to him. According to the imperial decree, Fu Zhiyu can organize the imperial examination by himself.

"Why not do it?" Fu Zhiyu asked, "There are so many people in Jiangnan, is it so difficult to choose excellent and usable people?"

Yuan Jiangxing flipped through the plans made by Fu Zhiyu page after page, and listened to him talking like this, with a gratified smile on his face all the time.

"Uncle only knows how to fight and lead soldiers, and doesn't understand these things. I have studied it carefully during this period of time, but I didn't think about it so completely and deeply," he said, "Zhiyu, you, you were originally..."

"Don't talk about that," Fu Zhiyu interrupted him softly, as if he had guessed what was going on behind him, "It's nothing. This is just a plan for Jiangnan. Jiangnan is a small place, and its territory is less than one tenth of Jilin's. One, if it is the whole Jilin, the situation is much more complicated than here. If I can manage the Jiangnan area well, it is already very good."

Fu Zhiyu knew that this was actually just a fictional world, and for a while he also felt that what was in front of him was not real, but just a game.

But there are so many people in this world who don't know this, and are working hard to live without knowing the facts. The so-called truth is not so important.

As far as what Fu Zhiyu saw, everyone was very vivid. Can you say that this is all fake?

After all, this is a rare free world, and this world can be changed by oneself, why not seize this opportunity to change it?

This body is subject to birth, old age, sickness and death. Fu Zhiyu doesn't know where he will go after leaving this world again. He is a bug, so he should not disappear so easily. Maybe he will return to the main god's space and live a life that he has no time for.

Before that, at least do some memorable and truly meaningful things, and it is not in vain to be reborn, no longer fall into the quagmire of your love and my love, and do some really useful things.

But when it comes to the main god's space, Fu Zhiyu realized belatedly that the main god seems to have not contacted him for a long time.

It has been more than three years. The last time the main god looked for him, it seemed that he had found a way to contact him, but then he lost the news.

Forget it, Fu Zhiyu shook his head, and then focused on the important things at hand.

The main god is very busy, maybe he will forget it as soon as he gets busy, and the flow of time in the two worlds is different, it may not be too long on the side of the main god.

Leave him alone.

Fu Zhiyu was ready. As the last thing before the implementation, he handed over the booklet to the capital, roughly expressed his thoughts to the emperor, and asked for his opinion.

Even if it is his back cover, the necessary procedures still have to go, there should be no reason for the capital to deny it.

The zhezi was rushed to Beijing, as Fu Zhiyu wished, Fu Yanran did not object to his idea, but allocated another sum of money to Fu Zhiyu from the treasury.

There was also a family letter written by Fu Yanran among the things sent back. The reason why it was called a family letter was because the tone in it was not as formal as in the booklet, and it was much more relaxed.

"Brother Huang, just let go and do it," it said, "If you make achievements, I will also send someone to learn from it. Brother Huang, you are not allowed to hide it when the time comes."

Yuan Jiangxing had always been a little worried about Fu Zhiyu's delivery of the booklet. He was afraid that the emperor would be jealous, but after reading this letter, he felt relieved a lot.

"Not everyone will be dazzled by the throne," Fu Zhiyu said with emotion, "Yan Ran... is quite suitable for that position, and I am very glad that he was the emperor at that time."