Fang Yang.
After hearing Qi Xingyun’s question...
Jin Dafu nodded numbly and said: "In this year, Admiral Zuo reclaimed a total of 280,000 acres of wasteland, built 17 ditches, built 16 river embankments and weirs, and also introduced a large number of agricultural products that are only available in Daqi. Water wheel, farm implements.”
"I have personally supervised the construction of many workshops, which are all industries with a large internal capital. The people have a place to work and support their families during their spare time."
"The people live and work in peace and contentment. This year, I can no longer see the uncollected skeletons on the roadside near Kyoto. There is busy farming everywhere, burning mountains and hunting prey. Life has finally become stable. Once Admiral Zuo leaves, I am afraid there will be chaos again. Woke up."
"Is there still property in South Korea with internal funds?" Qi Xingyun frowned, realizing that after he let go of Wang Yun's internal investment, all his business went to Korea!
And the scale is quite small.
This guy seems to be doing a lot of things with his own money.
Wang Yun saw the emperor's face and said quickly: "At that time, the emperor asked me to find some business that would not compete with the people, so I set my sights on Goryeo."
"It happened that Admiral Zuo came to a certain place for help. I thought that this kind deed to calm the people would also show the benevolence of the Holy One, so I simply invested a small amount of money. Now I am still losing money."
Is this a small amount of money to build a country's agricultural, mulberry, brick, paint and other workshops?
Qi Xingyun reached out and asked Wang Yun to come over. After asking for a while, he found out that Gao Li had thrown in 15 million yuan to carry out construction. Not to mention getting back the capital, the money had not been seen yet.
Qi Xingyun thought for a while, anyway, Gao Li now belongs to him, so he can spend the money as he wants.
"Why do I feel that you and Zuo Mingde are planning to turn South Korea into my back garden? Is it my illusion?" Qi Xingyun asked doubtfully.
Wang Yun nodded and chuckled, "That's exactly what I meant."
"He has a big appetite." Qi Xingyun suddenly frowned and asked, "Why do you even want to call him Admiral Zuo?"
Wang Yun was stunned for a moment, then bowed his head and said, "Yes, I have to call him Admiral Zuo."
"You are my ancestor in the Daqi Imperial Palace." Qi Xingyun sighed feebly.
Wang Yun explained: "He is an admiral in the outer court, so naturally he is an official in the outer court. He is not under the control of the old ministers, so he naturally has to be called admiral."
The development of the matter seems to have caused some problems because I left Zuo Mingde outside for too long.
Qi Xingyun clearly knew Wang Yun's power in front of the palace people.
But Zuo Mingde and even Wang Yun had to call him "admiral". One can imagine the weight of this admiral.
Qi Xingyun looked at Jin Dafu who was still in a daze and said, "I asked Zuo Mingde to come back and prepare to send a capable official there to transform South Korea into counties and fully implement the Daqi national policy."
Qi Xingyun's appetite is not small. He is not prepared to let South Korea escape from the Daqi system and simply turn it into a county once and for all.
Qi Xingyun originally thought that Jin Dafu would be very happy if he said this, but he still had that apocalyptic expression.
Could it be that Korea couldn't survive without Zuo Mingde? Qi Xingyun frowned and looked at Jin Dafu.
At this time in Goryeo, Zuo Mingde was building an embankment on the river embankment with his trousers rolled up and straw sandals on.
The heavy rains in the past two days washed away a newly built river canal and flooded a lot of newly cultivated farmland.
Zuo Mingde held a shovel in his hand and kept shoveling sand and soil to bury it at the breached embankment. Wheelbarrows carrying sack after sack of soil rushed to the breached embankment.
Zuo Mingde picked up a sack and said to the people around him: "Smash the wooden pile deeper, otherwise we will barely block it today, and we will break it again tomorrow!"
"Go to the government office and tell Shao Yin that I will be there in a minute! How come this embankment is built like this! If he doesn't have an explanation, I will chop off his head today!"
"River officer! Where is the river officer! Come here, the river officer will not punish you for breaking the embankment! That is a big river! How did this small canal pass the inspection and release the water in the first place?! After the weather clears up tomorrow, all the river dams along the way will be Check it again, if the dike breaks again, you are the only one to ask!"
Zuo Mingde worked hard and threw the sack on his shoulder into the wooden pile of the broken embankment. Under the crowd's siege, he finally made the bet within half an hour.
The crowd burst into loud cheers, and Zuo Mingde wiped the sweat from his forehead with the sheep towel hanging around his neck.
The towel was full of mud and water, and as soon as I wiped it, the mud on my face turned into a big painted face, and the cheering crowd turned into laughter.
Zuo Mingde was also helpless. He looked at the seedlings soaked in the turbid river water. If the weather was sunny tomorrow, the seedlings would not be drowned after being exposed to the sun for a day and dried up.
The river sand is fertile enough, so it's unclear whether we can have a good harvest in this uncertain weather.
It's also a blessing in disguise.
Zuo Mingde squatted on the river embankment. He had been busy all afternoon. He was very tired. He looked at the blocked river mouth and smiled.
Whether the crowd cheered or laughed, they all recognized him. All the hard work in South Korea over the past year has not been in vain.
However, the more the South Korean people identify with him, the more dangerous he becomes.
Ever since Wang Yun's inner ministers knew that he had become Admiral Zuo when he wrote to him, he knew that he was only one step away from death.
Zuo Mingde looked at the smiles on the faces of the people of South Korea and said to the people around him: "The emperor is a kind man. There is no enmity between South Korea and Daqi. So many people of South Korea are suffering. After I leave, The life of the people of South Korea will not be difficult."
"I am a descendant of the royal family! I have personally done things like building embankments, dredging rivers, cultivating fields, and farming mulberry trees. Now that you are here, I have done it all! And I have done it myself, and I have learned this skill deeply!" The person next to him is Jin Sanfu.
The five Jin brothers are all fat.
Zuo Mingde did it himself. At the beginning, Jin Sanfu thought it was just a show, so he followed suit.
Qi Ren is good at winning people's hearts.
Unexpectedly, he would be wearing a raincoat all year long, with a big painted face. Who would believe that he was Jin Sanfu?
At the beginning, he was reluctant, but when the people saw him and the smiles on their faces changed from false to genuine, he completely let go of the burden in his heart.
Zuo Mingde smiled and said, "South Korea is too poor."
"If the emperor sends new officials, we still have to rely on you, the five brothers of the Jin family, to maintain the situation. If the new officials are stuck, you five brothers will write notes to the emperor. I, the Emperor of Da Qi, am not your king. He sees There is no room for sand in it.”
"Actually, what the people want is very simple, just to have a full stomach." Zuo Mingde looked at the endless farmland absently, and finally turned into a sigh.
"Are you so sure that the emperor will let you go? My brother will beg you to stay in front of the emperor." Jin Ergui asked doubtfully.
