Chapter 125 People live by a breath of energy

If it is a wolf, it must be meat.

In many cases, the government is actually a wolf, and it is the wolf king among the wolf pack.

Of course, the wolf king has the obligation to lead the wolves to have a full meal, and also has the obligation to eat the sick sheep in the flock to maintain the healthy growth of the flock.

This is what Xia Wanchun did.

If the pigs and sheep are too fat, it is not conducive to growth, so you must choose the one you choose to keep the pigs and sheep from being too fat. This is also one of his powers.

A single or two pigs and sheep are fat and have little effect on the Lantian imperial court. Only by turning one or two pigs and sheep into a large group of pigs and sheep will it have such a little significance to the Lantian imperial court.

In the early days, business must be cultivated, which is a way to make people rich quickly.

At present, the Lantian imperial court still needs more merchants to participate in the operation to save the poor people from past disasters.

Therefore, it has become a matter of course for the businessmen in Yangzhou Prefecture to split up.

The government also requires officials to work hard on their own. If the poorly managed areas, the people will not have a good life, and it is not uncommon to beg for food by guarding mountains of gold and silver.

A well-managed place can make the people under the control rich even if it is poor and bad.

None of the officials who came out of Yushan Academy were purely engaged in academic research and finally became officials of the people. All those who worked in academic research went to relevant academic personnel to treat institutions, and those who could become officials of the people were unable to do a good job in academic research.

Therefore, in the Lantian imperial court, the first-class people seemed to be always scholars, with the highest status, the most salaries, and the most care they received.

The salary of a teacher in a Yushan Academy is basically the same as that of a county magistrate.

The salary of a professor at Yushan Academy is basically the same as that of the prefect.

As for how much the researchers in Yushan Wushang Research Institute, Yushan Medical College, Yushan Agricultural College, and Yushan Geju Academy can make, outsiders generally don’t know. They only know the researchers in the Geju Academy who are working on big teapots. Everyone has a luxurious courtyard in Yushan City, and the food, clothing and expenses of their families are beyond the reach of people.

In the Lantian imperial court in the 17th year of Chongzhen, fiscal expenditure and income were very disproportionate.

The fiscal expenditure of 69 million silver dollars has been emptied of the wealth accumulated in Guanzhong for many years.

As a result, in the first year of Xinhua, after deliberation by the Congress, the Lantian imperial court once again injected 87.65 million silver dollars into the poor Ming world to develop agriculture, water conservancy, and redeem those people in despair.

Since ancient times, only the dynasties have taken money from the people, and there has never been a reason to take money from the government.

For many years, people believed that farming and paying imperial grain was a natural thing, but now it has become a matter of imperial grain to compensate the people, which has made the people of Ming Dynasty more expectant about this new dynasty.

The village chief, the county magistrate personally went out to teach the farming and the village chief, and the county magistrate personally came out to encourage the people to do business. The village chief, the county magistrate, came out to encourage the people to grow mulberry and silkworms, pigs, sheep, sheep, chickens, ducks and geese, and mobilized all forces to get out of poverty.

The world of Ming Dynasty has been red with the eyes of officials sent by Lantian imperial court with their interests, so the people who have just owned their own land have been rejuvenated for the land.

Early spring starts in Guangzhou. The difference between early spring and winter here is not very big. Only buffaloes who are the first to enter the paddy fields know the difference between spring and winter.

When the rice fields here are full of seedlings, spring will move all the way north.

Every time I go, I blow the willows green and wrinkle the spring water.

On the barren fields, large groups of farmers finally appeared. They drove away the livestock and began to sow the first seeds of the New Year into the soil.

It is strange that various disasters that have been raging the Ming Dynasty for more than 20 years disappeared without a trace in the first year of Xinhua. In the past, the precious spring rain appeared on the land of the Ming Dynasty this time.

The next drizzle is endless.

Xu Wu thought that the plague disaster that he imagined was not appearing in the gradually warming North. This made him want to kowtow to the Temple of Heaven. Thank God for finally spared this disaster-prone city.

Zuo Maodi walked past Zhengyangmen with his hands behind his back. On top of his head, two swallows chirped, crossed Zhengyangmen, left the city and went to the countryside.

Today, there are obviously eleven shops on Zhengyangmen Street. Although there are six bamboo shops, Zuo Maodi is still very happy. Spring is here and everything is renewed, and people will always undergo some changes.

Even if the past has suffered too many disasters, what should be passed will eventually pass.

Listening to the sound of reading aloud from the school, Zuo Maodi was very sure that a new prosperous era would come soon.

As a psychic in Shuntian Prefecture, he naturally knew how much effort and money the Lantian imperial court had invested in making the city prosperous again.

Shuntian Prefecture is on Zhengyangmen Street. Every day, the sun rises from Zhengyangmen, and the first ray of sunlight will surely shine on the main hall of Shuntian Prefecture. The prefect Xu Wu wanted to call it - to eliminate filth.

He also hopes that this city with many disasters can get out of the haze of the past and return to normal as soon as possible.

Xu Wu thought that Zuo Maodi, the two most important bureaucrats in Shuntian Prefecture, never expected that the key to revitalizing Shuntian Prefecture was not Shuntian Prefecture, but Shanhaiguan!

When Li Dingguo's army confronted Wu Sangui and Li Hongji on a stone, there was no vitality in Shuntian Mansion. People habitually believed that officers and soldiers could not stop Jiannu from the north or the enemy.

After Li Dingguo took down Shanhaiguan, the people in the capital finally had a trace of vitality.

When Li Dingguo's army pushed the front line inch by inch to Motianling, someone in Shuntian Mansion was finally willing to stand up and really started doing things.

Jiannu brought too many memories to the people of Shuntian Prefecture, and now, with the rumbling sound of Li Dingguo's cannons, gradually disappearing from people's hearts.

The sunlight fell on Xu Wuxiang's face full of pockmarks, with indescribable weirdness, but he enjoyed it very much. When Zuo Maodi walked in, Xu Wuxiang still didn't move, and waved his hand to signal Zuo Maodi to enjoy the rare sunshine with him.

"After checking, Miyun Land can indeed build a reservoir."

Xu Wu wanted to wave his hand and said, "Don't talk about these official duties, you and my brothers should enjoy it for a while. Spring sowing is about to begin. Whether the capital can get out of this disaster is really important."

Zuo Maodi sighed and sat upright on the first chair in his left hand. The sunlight could just shine on his head, which made his head look full of wisdom and radiant.

"Only the vibrant fields can comfort those who are injured."

Zuo Maodi is still nagging.

Xu Wu thought: "Human factors are no longer important. No matter how great the pain is, it will eventually turn into memories as time goes by. It is important to live in the present and it is important to live in the future."

"The people of Shuntian Prefecture finally remembered that our yamen applied for their own land. These days, the warehouse was busy and had almost no time to rest. The canal transportation finally played a role. Next, how will the Duke Zun deal with the people of the Cao Gang?"

Xu Wu wanted to sneer and said, "If they are willing to contribute honestly to the country, I don't mind giving them some sweetness. If they think they are an indispensable group of people, then don't blame me for being ruthless."

Zuo Maodi frowned and said, "You should not just put pressure on me. The way is to use both kindness and power. We cannot do without the canal transportation at present."

Xu Wu wanted to sneer and said, "I can't live without it? Brother Zuo has lived in Chang'an for quite some time. Haven't he taken the train from Yushan Academy?"

"train?"

"That's right, it's the train. Once we connect the railway from southeast to Shuntian Prefecture, this railway will transport various materials to Shuntian Prefecture regardless of wind and rain. It's no longer a problem to transport the canal."

Zuo Maodi shook his head and said, "The railway is too far and the canal transportation is too close, so we have no choice."

Xu Wu wanted to laugh and said, "The reason why the grain transportation was important in the past was because Shuntian Prefecture was a major capital and a major national gate. Therefore, there was almost no end to the demand for food and fodder.

Now Shuntian Prefecture is no longer an important place in the capital. General Li Dingguo's food and fodder logistics come from Shanxi and has no relationship with our Shuntian Prefecture. Now, the population of Shuntian Prefecture has dropped by 40%. In addition, there are many fertile land around the capital. If Shuntian Prefecture cannot even support itself, I, Xu Wu, would have no face to see Your Majesty again."

After hearing what Xu Wu thought, Zuo Maodi sighed, stood up and left the main hall of the government office.

There is no day of time to waste, and the prison clearance work he was responsible for has not been completed yet, and there is no extra time to waste on basking in the sun.

A group of officials walked in from the side door, holding all the things they needed to "beat the spring ox" in their hands.

Xu Wu wanted to get off his seat, and opened his arms and let the servants tie some colorful strips of cloth to his body.

A spring cow made of wheat straw has been placed under the lobby.

Xu Wu thought of leaving the government office, and the runners carried the spring ox. Xu Wu wanted to dance while shouting and walking towards the farmland outside Zhengyang Gate.

The fields in spring were just watered by a spring rain. The land was wet and exuded a rich earthy atmosphere. A colorful spring ox came out of Zhengyang Gate, and the farmers surrounding the city gate immediately became excited.

A dark-faced farmer shook the ribbon tied to his hair and shouted: "Chunniu is out of the city!"

Immediately, more people began to shout the same sentence.

Xu Wuxiang's whip fell on Chunniu's buttocks again and again, shouting "Qinniu!"

His voice seemed to have magic, urging the hearts of the people present.

"Qinniu!"

This sound has not appeared here for a long time. The shouts finally entered the clouds, and it seemed that God really heard the shouts of the people.
Chapter completed!