Zhu Jun frowned, "Old host, it's not the first time we've met, why didn't you send me before?" ”

"The timing was wrong before, Your Highness can't afford this bowl!" The old host smiled, "Of course, if Your Highness doesn't want it, the poor monk won't force it." ”

Zhu Jun thought about it and felt that since this bowl had been used by Lao Zhu before, its commemorative significance was far greater than its own value, and it was impossible to say that it could be left at home as an heirloom or something in the future.

In the future, he can tell the child that his ancestor had a broken start, and that no one in the past has had a more difficult start than his ancestor.

"Then boy, thank you to the old host!" Zhu Jun took the broken bowl with both hands and thanked him.

Seeing Zhu Jun take it, the old host smiled even more, "Since Your Highness has received this bowl, Your Highness will be able to forge ahead in the future and never forget your original intention." ”

Zhu Jun always felt that the old monk had something to say, but the number of times the two met plus one piece was not enough to make up the number of palms, and in his memory, the predecessor just followed Lao Zhu to worship the Buddha here, and he had seen him from afar, and the conversation was not more than one palm.

Maybe I'm thinking too much.

After accepting the bowl, Zhu Jun began to take the women to burn incense and pray for blessings.

I didn't stay long, after all, they all have bodies.

After Zhu Jun and the others went down the mountain, a little novice hurriedly ran to the old host, and said in a panic: "Old abbot, it's not good, something is wrong!" ”

The old host asked, "Don't panic, what's going on?" ”

"It's cracked, those Buddha statues, Bodhisattva statues, all cracked!" Little Shami couldn't do it in a hurry.

The old host didn't speak, turned around and walked into the Daxiong Treasure Hall, looking at the golden Buddha, the golden body of the Buddha was covered with Taoist cracks.

He said the Buddha name faintly, and said: "There was too much rain in the past few years, and it has been a little dry in the past two years, and dry cracking is inevitable, just ask someone to repair it!" ”

He defined this matter in one sentence, otherwise, if it spreads, something big will inevitably happen.

Hearing the words of the old host, everyone was not so frightened.

The old host returned to the room, sat on the futon, and looked at the statue of the Buddha above, "The monks don't speak, but today they have broken the vows."

However, it seems that the disciple is not mistaken, King Wu is indeed ......"

The old host's voice became smaller and smaller, and the words behind were muffled by the sound of knocking on the wooden fish.

And Zhu Jun didn't know about it, after leaving Huangjue Temple, the group went outside the city to enjoy the scenery.

The villages and towns within a radius of 100 miles of Fengyang have been repaired so well that they basically can't be seen to have been destroyed by the flood.

The establishment of cooperatives has made the people gradually richer.

"When I first came here, I still looked dilapidated, but I didn't expect it to be so prosperous in just over a year." Xu Miaojin leaned against the window, looking at the hills and mountains not far away, the land that had been reclaimed, and many villagers were weeding and fertilizing on it.

Zhu Jun was also very pleased, and it turned out that his strategy was right.

It's just that this kind of practice, if you want to further expand, just rely on a Wu Wangfu or a chamber of commerce, it is difficult to make the living level of all the people on a higher level.

This requires the imperial court to issue a decree to make the local government and the imperial court one mind.

But in the middle, there are many problems, the first of which is the landlord class and the scholar class.

Because once the village land is collectivized, it is not so simple for the landlords and scholars to want to annex the land.

And it is even more difficult for individuals to buy and sell land, and to evade taxes.

At present, the treatment of literati in the imperial court will only continue to increase, not decrease, because Lao Zhu still needs these literati to wave his flag and shout.

Thinking of this, Zhu Jun sighed secretly, in any dynasty, land reform is the most difficult of the difficulties, because the people of this land regard the land too seriously.

If you want to avoid this hurdle and make the country rich and strong, you can only open up commerce through sea trade, war, and so that more people can have a way to make a living.

Once the people have a way to make a fortune, then farming and farming will become dispensable, of course, it is not that it is not important, but the proportion in the heart will decrease.

Through years of accumulation, when the people have accumulated a certain amount of wealth, it is the key to social transformation.

Zhu Jun felt that it was too difficult to fight alone.

He was even thinking that if he helped his eldest brother get the things in front of him, he would wait for the reunification of the world and the great cause to maintain the national glory for at least two or three hundred years, and at that time, his bones would be rotten.

Seven or eight generations later, it's his business.

But when you think about it, the people of this land are miserable.

The drowning of the people on the cemetery hill is only a tiny fraction of the people, and the blood of the people will infect the land at the end of the dynasty.

Lao Zhu may be the emperor who cares about the people the most among all the emperors, and his eldest brother is also very supportive, perhaps, he only needs to mention a little bit to influence countless people.

Directly under the central government, chambers of commerce, cooperatives, and open sea trade, these are all made by themselves.

Now that you've done that, you're working on it.

Think about Lao Zhu's opening with just one bite of the bowl to kill the world, don't say that you can compare it, at least you can't be inferior to Lao Zhu.

In the future, when I retired, my children and grandchildren mentioned their glorious deeds, and some said.

Guanyinnu has been paying attention to Zhu Jun, she can see that Zhu Jun is hiding his thoughts, and at this moment, seeing a relieved smile on his face, she knows that he must have figured it out, she tacitly pushed a cup of tea in front of Zhu Jun and snorted.

Zhu Jun smiled, picked up the tea and took a sip, "The tea made by Sister Guanyin is delicious!" ”

......

At the same time, inside the double pipe city.

Li Zichun panted into the city in armor, "Damn it, these people are simply stubborn!" ”

"General, the young general is in prison, we must send someone to save him, otherwise I am afraid ......"

"Who to send?" Li Zichun's eyes were red, this time he was careless, he thought he could capture Xijing, but he didn't expect to fall for the enemy's plan.

Li Chenggui was greedy for merit and rushed forward, and just fell into the trap of the enemy, their troops were not very large, and now that some of them were lost, he also became a little timid.

"It's really not good, let's ask the Ming people for help!"

"It's too late, it's thousands of miles away from Yuanda, and the daylilies are cold when you come and go!" Li Zichun said.

"Yuan Dadu is naturally too late, but general, have you forgotten that there are still great defenders in Dandong?

It was King Wu who led the troops, and King Wu was the younger brother of King Yan, and the last time his subordinates went to the great cause with the young general, King Yan said that he had the closest relationship with King Wu.

Therefore, the subordinates thought that they might as well borrow troops from them and put pressure on Xijing to let them go! ”

Li Zichun was stunned, and immediately rejoiced, "This method is good, but will it be ....... over there in Yuan Dadu?"