First Minister of Ming Dynasty

　　 After Zhu Chongba and Zhang Ximeng had finished talking, he took the initiative to approach Jia Lu and bowed deeply.

　　 "Master Jia, we won't talk about anything else, just know that Xiuhe is a thousand-year-old project that will benefit our children and grandchildren. We can't live without the elders. I hope that the elders can see the face of the common people and help!"

　　 Lao Zhu clasped his fists and hands, but Jia Lu didn't respond at all, and directly put Zhu Chongba aside, making Lao Zhu extremely embarrassed, which was too shameless.

　　 Zhang Ximeng looked in his eyes and was very angry. He also cherishes Jialu's talents, but your old man is ignorant, so I can't blame it.

"Master Jia, my father named me after Mr. Yunzhuang's words, but it is not that he is absurd, but that he wants to tell future generations, just like Mr. Yunzhuang, who is dedicated to saving the people, but it is just a miserable end to life and death. My father wanted his descendants to never serve as an official to the Yuan Ting. The Yuan Dynasty did not need a second Zhang Ximeng! But no one had expected that the Yuan Ting’s short life was so short-lived that it was precarious and precarious."

　　 Jialu listened in silence, Zhang Yanghao’s death really made many Han officials sad...The old man went to Shaanxi to help the famine, and he ate the living people along the way, and buried him when he encountered the corpse.

Raising food, helping the victims, and going to the temple to pray for rain, crying for God, and dealing with corrupt officials, landlords and gentry in the Yuan court, a few months later, the rain has fallen, the people are living, and the old man is completely exhausted. , Died in office.

　　 The famous hillside sheep was Zhang Yanghao's writing on his way to Shaanxi, passing through Tongguan.

　　 Hing, the people suffer, the dead people suffer!

　　 Teacher ended up like this, his nephew died in Yuanbing's hands, and his grandnephew fell into the Red Scarf Thief... Faced with this situation, Jia Lu really couldn't pretend to be garlic.

　　 He can show off with Zhu Chongba, but he can't make a face to Zhang Ximeng, after all, it depends on the old man's face!

"Hey, it's not that the old man doesn't know how to promote, he is really sick, and he is dead overnight. What I have learned in my life is that Qicheng is better than water control, but I was ordered to open the river, which made the sky angry and people complain. Is it meritorious or past? I can’t explain it clearly. How can we get back to peace in today’s turmoil and within a few decades? Even if the old man can survive this illness, I’m afraid it won’t take a few years to live a good life.”

　　 Jia Lu raised his head, glanced at Zhu Chongba, and then sighed slightly, "You keep saying that the people live in the common people, but you rebelled against the court, causing endless wars, and the world is constantly fighting swords. How can you be worthy of the common people?"

　　 Zhu Chongba sullen his face, glaring at Jia Lu.

　　 Jia Lu didn't mean to be afraid at all, just smiled faintly, "Since there is nothing to say, don't say more."

　　 Zhang Ximeng didn't like to listen, and wanted to refute, but Zhu Chongba waved his hand.

　　He walked up to Jia Lu and smiled coldly, "Does the old man think we don’t know the suffering of the people? Tell you, not only do we know, we are soaked in Huanglian water!"

　　 Zhu Chongba stared at the front, gritting his teeth slightly.

"Eight years ago, there was a drought and another plague... There was no harvest in the field, the landlord of the government, Cui Liang, our father was sick again, and he was afraid... died. Then our eldest brother also died, the eldest son of the eldest brother. , And our mother!" Zhu Chongba clenched his fists, "In less than twenty days, four of our dearest relatives died, and we and the second brother were left. They wanted to bury their parents. Without a coffin, they could only pick up a piece. Rags. But if you want to be buried, you must have a piece of land. We and my second brother kowtow from house to house, begging! Just so that our parents can enter the soil for safety!"

　　 Zhu Zhongba told his own experience, Jia Lu was dumbfounded, and his family broke down in an instant, which was really miserable.

　　 "No wonder you will rebel against the court, it is also excusable!"

　　 "Wrong!" Zhu Chongba suddenly sternly said: "No! We didn't! At that time we just wanted to live, we went to the temple and served as a slave to the monk, just for a bite of food!"

　　 Jia Lu was startled, and said in confusion: "The Buddhism is so vast, can't it accommodate you?"

Zhu Chongba sneered, "Buddha? It's just a powerful man in a monk's robe! We only ate rice for a month and we were kicked out...wandering outside for three years, sleeping in the wilderness, grabbing food for wild dogs. Later We went back to the temple and continued to work hard for more than four years."

　　 Jia Lu listened carefully, and a trace of sympathy rose in his heart. This man was too bad luck.

　　 "You are indeed suffering, but after all you rebelled with the Red Scarf, you still seem to be born rebellious!"

　　 "You are wrong again!"

Zhu Chongba sneered and said: "When we arrived, we didn't want to rebel... But the officers and soldiers looted everywhere, that is, the one that did not spend much. He led the people and burned our temple, giving us the last place to stay. It's ruined, what do you want us to do?"

　　 Jia Lu was taken aback, and then showed a look of horror, and couldn't help coughing... It took a long while before Jia Lu recovered his calm, but his face became pale and haggard.

　　 He shook his head blankly, and asked himself, if he replaced him, he might have turned the other way.

　　 has talked about Red Scarf all over the place, but how many of them are Zhu Chongba and let Yuan Ting force them out?

　　 You can't live by committing sins!

　　 Yuan Ting has really come to an end, **** it!

　　 "The old man is superficial." Jia Lu sighed: "It's just that you can save the people and bring peace by killing the rebellion?" What can a group of thieves do?

　　 Zhu Chong said loudly: "We have already thought about training strong soldiers, giving the people land, abolishing excessive taxes and taxes, and strengthening the soldiers to save the people!"

　　 Jia Lu is a good one. Although there are not many words, the meaning behind it is extraordinary!

　　 He looked at Zhang Ximeng and suddenly said, "Is this what you said?"

　　 Zhang Ximeng smiled, "How?"

　　 Jia Luhehe sneered, "It's just like everyone else, and I don't see any brilliance."

"Really?" Zhang Ximeng said with a light smile: "Then, if you carefully screen, all cooperating with Yuan Ting, contracting taxation, exploiting the power of the people, all will be put to death... The other small landlords are restricted from renting land and are not allowed to hold more than 300 acres of land. Divide all the harvested acres to the people equally, so that every household has fields and food?"

　　 Jia Lu is stunned, this method seems to be feasible!

Zhang Ximeng added: "After the land is divided, the five shi per person will be used as the ration. The part that exceeds the five shi will accumulatively collect the land. Commercial tax is levied here, anyway, the bigger the business, the greater the burden."

"After the fields are divided, it will absorb young and strong from the children of the Liang family and serve as a source of troops. In this way, within ten years, hundreds of thousands of elite teachers will be developed. Isn't it difficult? At that time, can Yuan Ting still survive? ?"

　　 When it comes to this, Jia Lu is already horrified, looking at Zhang Ximeng idiotically, the whole person is stupid.

　　 Talking about the relief of the people in general, anyone can do it.

　　 can really touch the reality, but it is not something ordinary people can tell.

　　 Zhang Ximeng not only talked about it, but also came up with a whole set of strategies...The problem of money and food was solved, and the source of troops was also solved. If you really want to go down this road, Yuan Ting will have no way to survive.

　　 "Okay! As expected of Mr. Yunzhuang's younger generation, really amazing!" Jia Lu raised his head and sighed, helplessly said: "It is the old man who underestimated the heroes of the world. It seems that it must be you who can destroy Da Yuan."

　　Zhu Chongba is still thinking about what Zhang Ximeng said just now, now that Jia Lu has bowed his head, he can't wait to say: "The old man is willing to help us?"

　　 Jia Lu raised his head and said with a wry smile: "The old man is already half dead, I'm afraid..."

　　 Before he could finish speaking, Ma came in from outside, with a doctor behind her.

　　 It happened that Zhang Ximeng was dying, and he was the one who saved him.

　　"Please do your best, and be sure to treat it carefully~www.novelmt.com~ The doctor nodded and didn't say much, so he came to check the pulse, and then turned to boil the medicine.

　　 Jia Lu was lying on the hospital bed and suddenly smiled, "The old man was a scholar of the Ministry of Engineering, a bachelor of Jixiandian, and Zuo Cheng of Zhongshu. If you want to let the old man work, you must give the old man an official position!"

　　 Zhu Chongba was stunned at once, official position? He wants it too!

Zhang Ximeng smiled directly: "The old man has done so many official positions, so I shouldn't care about this. But the lord will not treat the old man wrongly. Originally, I was the secretary in charge of the benefactor. From now on, the old man will be the secretary in charge. I give You act as deputy."

　　 Jia Lu was stunned. The secretary in charge was originally an assistant to Jiedushi. The prime minister of the Northern Song Dynasty, Zhao Pu, started his career with the secretary in charge.

　　 Saying that is not wrong to yourself.

　　 Jia Lu thought for a while, and suddenly wondered: "How did the old man remember Guo Zixing calling himself a marshal? He set up a few quarters under the marshal?"

　　 Zhu Chongba honestly said: "There is no Jidu Envoy, but there are five great marshals!"

　　 Jia Lu thought it was funny, "There is no Ji Du Shi, what happened to the old man, the Secretary of Ji Du Shi?"

　　 Zhu Chongba was dumbfounded, but Zhang Ximeng was calm and unhurried, and smiled and said: "The old man is pedantic, who said that we must set up a secretary under the Jidu envoy? We are the chief secretary of the nine husbands, isn't it good?"

　　 Jia Lu frowned slightly, and it was all right in an instant.

　　 Captain nine, he managed less than ten people, and got two secretaries. Lost what you said?

　　 "Would you like another Jiufu Deputy Chief, Jiufu Sima, Jiufu Judge?"

　　 Zhang Ximeng smiled and praised: "Wonderful, dear, you have to quickly find the manpower to support our facade."