Seeing Fang Jifan standing still, Zhu Houzhao continued to wave to him: "Come on."

Fang Jifan's eyes rolled around and saw several eunuchs standing in the corner.

Then he smiled and said, "Your Highness, the emperor's duty is greater than etiquette, and the etiquette is greater than the division. The division is greater than the reputation. Only reputation and instruments cannot be used as a person. Although Your Highness is now the crown prince, he is ordered to supervise the country, which is like the emperor. He reviews memorials and the crown prince of the country. I dare not be good at it."

Zhu Houzhao sighed and said, "Lao Fang, you are brave enough for other things, but you are so cautious about these things."

Fang Jifan smiled and ignored him.

Zhu Houzhao then looked up: "There are so many memorials sent every day, most of which are useless and nonsense, which makes you feel annoying to watch. Lao Fang, since I am the governor, what are you thinking?"

"Your Highness, the ruler is to defend the country. The key to defending the country lies in the word "guarding". Your Highness should not do anything, just follow the steps. The real major matter, as long as it is not urgent, wait until Your Majesty returns to the capital, and then handle it."

Zhu Houzhao took a photo and was furious: "It turns out that I am going to be the prisoner here."

Fang Jifan shook his head: "Have you angry."

The identity is different.

In the past, I could have called Zhu Houzhao and Xiao Zhu, and I could have a fight with him.

But since he is a state-controlled country, he is just a false emperor, that is, the imperial power is added to Zhu Houzhao. Fang Jifan has always been unintentional to offend the imperial power.

It’s not that Fang Jifan is weak, but what era and what kind of things he does.

Zhu Houzhao threw the red pen and sighed: "There is a memorial here, saying that another drought occurred in Henan. The cabinet's ticket stated that it was to order the Ministry of Revenue to provide relief. What do you think?"

Fang Jifan said: "In recent years, natural disasters have been frequent. If it is just a relief, I don't think it is a complete solution."

Zhu Houzhao frowned: "So, what should I do?"

"Reset them." Fang Jifan said: "Henan has a large population. Although the land is fertile, the land is limited after all. With so many people and in recent years, disasters have been frequent. A natural disaster, even if the court can provide timely relief, how many people will die?"

Zhu Houzhao nodded: "It makes sense, so what should I do if I see it?"

Fang Jifan said: "You might as well move some of the victims out."

"Move out." Zhu Houzhao's eyes lit up: "Yes, it's time to move out. Isn't there a shortage of people in our capital? By the way, Lao Fang, how to move?"

Fang Jifan coughed...

"It is very difficult to purchase land and build a new city to resettle so many people at once, and the cost is also very expensive. They need to provide food and clothing. Most people, who have just come out, cannot adapt to it. This requires training of young and strong people. For the elderly and weak, they need to have enough medical care to ensure that they can live and work in peace and contentment. Not only that, each workshop also has to bear some responsibilities. Your Highness... I think... the most important thing at the moment is that the community is difficult..."

Zhu Houzhao began to think about it.

The cost is amazing.

Human life is like grass. If you want people to survive, you must provide them with one hundred people, one thousand people, and ten thousand people are fine. What if it is huge?

Zhu Houzhao said: "When I was in the West Mountain, I lived with the common people and knew how hard their lives were. Alas..."

Speaking of this, Zhu Houzhao couldn't help but sigh.

Life in Xishan is enough to make Zhu Houzhao, the heartless guy, feel something.

He said, "They are all the people of the emperor, but now that the father is not here, then they are the people of our palace. Jifan, do you think, if you want to migrate out the population, how much silver is needed?"

Fang Jifan said: "There are countless."

This is the truth.

There is no way to open a gap when migrating this thing.

If it is natural migration, it would be fine. Once it is allowed to migrate in the year of disaster, it would be a shock to hundreds of thousands or even millions of people, which is extremely terrifying.

Once it cannot be properly dealt with, these tens of millions of people will breed dissatisfaction and resentment, and then cause chaos.

And so many people moved out, they must be able to support their families.

It is impossible to rely solely on the relief of the court.

Although the current capital is tight, it needs a benign process. This sudden surge in population will inevitably have an impact.

Fang Jifan has always believed that it is crowded now.

Take the Henan Provincial Administration and Envoy as an example. All the land there should be reclaimed, and many tenants could only rent two or three acres of land to barely make a living.

But in terms of the yield of these two or three acres of land in this era, how can we eat enough?

It is obvious that a family can rent ten acres or even thirty acres of land, and fifty acres of land are enough, but because there are too many people, it is enough to cure it and let it survive.

These excess populations are fine in a good year, but once the disaster year comes, it will be a disaster.

To solve this problem, you must make a fuss about these populations. Otherwise, with the help of the court every year, the fundamental problem will not be solved at all. The population in the future will only increase and continue to be snowballed until the court cannot provide relief. By that time, a dynasty will naturally enter the process of rise and fall.

Zhu Houzhao suddenly stood up and he paced back and forth.

In his mind, Zhu Houzhao thought about the scene when he lived with refugees when he was in the West Mountain.

Sewage flows everywhere, living in the shed, working from sunrise to sunset, and resting from sunset to barely eat enough every day, and I feel that this is a gift from God and I am constantly grateful.

So... Compared to the refugees in Xishan at that time, these victims are afraid... they will live more difficult.

Zhu Houzhao said: "The treasury allocates some money and grain to migrate the people. But my palace thinks that the treasury cannot cope with it, so the treasury will be spent, how much manpower and material resources will be required... I don't care, I have to do whatever it takes. The treasury... All the assets and stocks now, and there are more than 97.643,700 taels of deposit, of which the stocks are the most, but if these stocks are sold at a price, it will inevitably cause turmoil in the stock market."

Fang Jifan couldn't help feeling sad when he heard that the treasury had nearly 100 million taels of silver in his heart. His Majesty saved so much money?

"This is easy to deal with. You can use stocks as collateral to get loans from Xishan Money House, but... if this happens, it will inevitably cause inflation. However... Your Highness is relieved that Xishan Money House will keep this inflation to a controllable level."

"That's it." Zhu Houzhao said: "The monthly income of the inner warehouse is now quite large, including dividends from listed companies, as well as dividends from money shops and many workshops in Xishan. I think it's all a pediatric department. Where should we place these refugees? Lao Fang, let's take out a piece of land for each of us. Let's take more land in our palace, let's do a big deal."

Zhu Houzhao said next: "In the next six months, Xishan Money House will take out three thousand taels of silver. As long as the money house is fine, I will immediately send the stocks in the treasury to the money house for mortgage. Now... I will issue an edict in person."

Zhu Houzhao is a decisive person.

He is a hot man, and once he makes up his mind, he can't even pull back the nine cows.

The problem of large populations and small land has been solved in history through the middle period of the Ming Dynasty to its demise, and no one can solve it.

But now... it seems that there is a solution.

After all...there is money in the inner treasury now.

Fang Jifan couldn't help but say, "Your Highness, do you want to give Your Majesty a memorial?"

Zhu Houzhao wrote a few strokes and wrote an edict.

This edict is completely invisible, and only a light sentence is written: "The Crown Prince of Fengtian Jianguo said: I will order the Henan Provincial Government to move the victims of disasters and allow the victims to voluntarily move. The government will bear all the requirements along the way..."

Zhu Houzhao lowered his head and said, "There are too many places in the father's nature to look back. When the memorial comes up, he takes the idea, but he is afraid that the victims will starve to death. This is the top priority. Relief of disasters is like putting out fires, not a joke. Moreover, the father loves the people as much as his son, so it is understandable to do so. Even if he knows that the palace has made up his mind for him, he will be very happy. Lao Fang, why are you so long-winded and more like my father?"

Fang Jifan sighed and said, "Yes, Your Majesty has always loved the people as much as his son. If he were in such a situation as His Royal Highness, he would definitely do this. My emperor is wise and kind-hearted."

Zhu Houzhao threw the eunuchs beside him: "Immediately...send it to the Secretariat Supervisor to stamp it, and then send it to the cabinet, telling them that they cannot be delayed for a moment. If it is delayed, I will cut them down."

"yes."

After explaining these things, Zhu Houzhao suddenly seemed to breathe a sigh of relief and was extremely happy: "I think there is nothing difficult to govern the world. With Lao Fang assisting me, I can rest assured."

Fang Jifan hurriedly said, "Your Highness, this is your own idea, but it has nothing to do with me, I didn't say anything."

"It was your instigation." Zhu Houzhao said angrily: "If you don't believe me, I will check my daily life notes." As he said that, he looked at a eunuch who had picked up a pen to record.

Fang Jifan blushed and said, "Your Highness, this is a big mistake. I am just making a suggestion. It is Your Highness..."

"Same." Zhu Houzhao waved his hand back: "It's useless to say these things now. Think about it for a long time. Next, how to deal with these victims. This is not a joke. If you make any mistakes, you can't afford to take care of them."

Fang Jifan said: "Your Highness can't afford to take care of him."

Zhu Houzhao was dissatisfied: "You will die a little more miserable."

Fang Jifan thought about it carefully and found it very reasonable.

He suddenly felt that he had been trapped, why did he seem to be taking the blame this time?

After thinking about it carefully, I felt that something was wrong. How could I come up with this idea? Even though the great country should cook small things, it would be over.

Has it been so crazy that we have been in the process of resurrection and serving the country and the people?
Chapter completed!