Chapter 81 Zhu Yuanzhang: Cancel the curfew, do a good job at the night market, and cannot turn back history “In the previous administration, there were many examples of this kind of work-for-relief.”
Lin Che stretched, moved her muscles and said easily:
"Fan Zhongyan in the Northern Song Dynasty took advantage of the folk custom of Wu people in western Zhejiang for Buddhist purification, recruited disaster-stricken people to build temples, provided employment opportunities for the victims, and fed these victims in disguise."
"When Ouyang Xiu took office in Yingzhou, he recruited disaster victims to build the Yellow River embankments and Zhupi civilian fields. While relieving the victims, he also built farmland water conservancy..."
"There is also the Sudi in Hangzhou, which was also built by Su Dongpo to provide relief to the victims when he was in office, using a work-for-relief method."
Speaking of this, Lin Che picked up the wine cup, took a sip, and said with a smile:
"In the long course of history, there are not only lessons from the past, but also precious treasures left by countless sages."
"Among them, there are countless great wisdoms, which will not only make the dynasty long-term and stable, but will definitely make the people's lives better."
"Do you understand?"
The words fall.
Zhu Qianban suddenly came to his senses and finally understood this truth.
"understood!"
"Mr. Lin means so much..."
"There was no curfew in the Song Dynasty. After doing farm work during the day, people could go to the night market in the evening. Those with skills could do some small business, while those without skills could help others and earn a little money to support their families."
"The imperial government's opening of the night market is a disguised form of providing work-for-relief to subsidize the people."
"In this way, the court does not need to spend money, but it only provides a way for the common people to make money. Through their own hard work, the common people can make money according to their own abilities and support themselves."
"In this way, the court can not only collect taxes through the night market, but also help people find ways to make money."
“It’s really like killing two birds with one stone.”
See Zhu Fang's analysis of the "relief for work" and the night market economy.
Lin Che straightened her body and sighed: "Finally you understand, I'm not wasting my words."
Hearing Lin Che's compliment, Zhu Ping's eyes became brighter and brighter, and he said excitedly:
"Mr. Lin!"
"Can the 'relief for work' you talk about also be applied to other industries?"
"For example, hire the people affected by the disaster to build roads and bridges, dredge rivers, and mine mines?"
"Another example, let these people go to the palace or noble families to do some handy work? Cleaning, sewing, mending, etc."
"Anyway, the palace and the noble family need it, so everyone will be happy!"
Encouraged by Lin Che, Zhu Ping actually drew inferences from one example, which surprised Lin Che.
He looked up at Zhu Xi and said with a smile: "Ok!"
"The idea is good and the thinking is on the right track!"
Hear this.
Zhu Xi stood up excitedly, picked up the wine cup and was about to drink it, but was stunned by Lin Che's next words.
"Although the idea and thinking are correct, I just didn't consider the details."
“After experiencing natural and man-made disasters in the late Yuan Dynasty, as well as peasant uprisings and annual wars, the Ming Dynasty’s population was far from recovering.”
"If ordinary people go out to do odd jobs to make money..."
"Who will plant the land? If we don't plant the land, where will the food come from? Are we all waiting to starve to death together?"
Zhu Xi: “…”
The secret room next door.
Zhu Yuanzhang sat on the chair, his eyes shining.
While he was shocked by Lin Che, he had to admire his foresight.
Always consider issues comprehensively.
You couldn't find anything wrong with the questions he asked.
"Boss."
"My son is here!"
"We were wrong about the curfew..."
Zhu Yuanzhang had a deep expression, nodded and said: "Mr. Lin's lesson is correct, we accept it!"
"We took over Yingtian Mansion. For the sake of so-called stability, we inherited the curfew system of the former Yuan Dynasty, which almost led to a big mistake."
“The reversal of history cannot be started, the curfew must be lifted!”
"We are the legitimate emperor of the Han people. We took back the country from the hands of the Mongolian and Yuan Tatars. What do we have to feel guilty about?"
"Also, we have tens of thousands of elite Ming troops stationed around the capital. Are we afraid of who would dare to do anything to our capital?"
“It’s our fault for the curfew!”
Zhu Yuanzhang slapped the back of the chair hard and said: "Boss!" "I'll leave it to you to cancel the curfew."
"You must follow Mr. Lin's instructions in this matter and make it foolproof. While canceling the curfew, you must protect the safety of the night market and don't be careless."
Zhu Biao heard this and did not dare to neglect. He stood up and said loudly: "My son understands!"
"Father, please rest assured, I will be careful when doing this."
Say it.
Zhu Biao took a step forward, hesitated for a moment, and couldn't help but ask:
"Father!"
"Mr. Lin's national policy of providing relief for work, you..."
Don't wait to finish.
Zhu Yuanzhang raised his hand and interrupted:
"You brat, why did you learn the tricks of the second child?"
"Do you really have no confidence in me at all?"
"How can we not take such an important thing to heart?"
Zhu Biao quickly bowed and confessed.
Waving his hand to signal the prince not to be nervous, Zhu Yuanzhang said with excitement:
"Didn't you hear what Mr. Lin said?"
"Relief for work can only be used for emergencies now. The population of Ming Dynasty is still recovering, so it is not suitable for large-scale implementation."
"We've all figured it out."
"After I return, I will codify the work-for-relief system into the Ming Dynasty Code."
“This is the first plan for disaster relief!”
"When the Ming Dynasty's national strength and population recover, then it will be up to you how you want to improve it."
"We can't control that far."
Zhu Biao did not dare to say anything, lowered his head and said:
"Father Emperor Shengming!"
Say the other side.
Zhu Ming put down the empty wine jar, picked up a new one, and opened it.
Lin Che took the wine, took a sip and said; "Don't think about what I said."
"These things are not what you should care about in the first place."
"I've talked so much today that I'm a little off topic."
Zhu Xi touched his forehead and said repeatedly: "Thank you Mr. Lin for your generous advice!"
"Students are taught!"
"Let culture bring more economic benefits, attract more people to consume, and at the same time meet the daily needs of the people!"
"Mr. Lin, your method is really amazing!"
Lin Che raised her eyes and rolled her eyes at the other person: "That's pretty much it, nothing to brag about!"
"These are just appetizers. There is a deeper level that I haven't talked about yet."
Hearing this, Zhu Xi grabbed Lin Che's arm excitedly, and the excitement on his face suddenly appeared:
"what!"
"Is there something deeper?"
Looking at Zhu Xi with an excited expression, Lin Che shook her head and chuckled: "Of course!"
“Culture is the only tool that can balance resources from all over the world.”
“To bring peace to the world, resources must be equalized; to bring peace to the world, resources must also be balanced.”
Lin Che's casual words once again refreshed everyone's understanding.
next door.
Whether it’s Zhu Biao who takes notes crazily.
It was Zhu Yuanzhang who was still attentive and listening.
At this moment, both of their faces showed extremely shocked expressions.
"The world is leveled...the world is leveled...the resources are even..."
"This?"
(End of this chapter)