C186 He Proposed a Compromise(2)

Ji Cheng could not refute it, so he lowered his head. "Master hates this very much." He stared at Fu Zhizhi as if asking for help. "Zhizhi, what should I do? Many provinces and counties in the northwest were all cut off. The Heavenly Eye sent a message. The civilians are willing to hide in the deep mountains and become savages, but they are also unwilling to go down the mountain and return home. It can be seen that the cruelty of the Great Zheng is deeply rooted in the hearts of the southerners. "

"Let's not talk about disheartening things. Listen to me properly." Fu Ting sat up and picked up a pen to record as he spoke. "The Northeast, Jiangnan, and the people of the Orthodox Academy add up to at least a million people. Once the number of people in Taiping Country, Taiping Country, and Peace Country increases, Fu Ting said as he sat up and took a pen to write a record. It's difficult at the moment, but it's not like there's nothing we can do about it. "

" What kind of good plan does Ting Zhi have? " Ji Cheng's dark eyes lit up. "Tell me quickly."

Fu Ting Zhi slowly wrote two words on the paper and pushed it over. "It is not a good thing. If it is not done well, the descendants of the officials in charge will not have a good reputation."

"Relocate?" Ji Cheng was born and raised in the grassland. When he met a tribe of natural disasters, they would migrate several times during the year due to the season. He would find a suitable place for livestock to live in. Although this was the first time he had come into contact with this term, since he had implemented this lifestyle since he was young, "Why do you think it is so difficult to accommodate the population?" He did not understand. "It is just to change places to live..."

"The southerners are different from you." Fu Ting Zhi carefully explained the lifestyle of the southerners and the deep-rooted concept of ancestral temples and homeland to Ji Cheng. "Do you understand the return of Ye Luo?"

Ji Cheng was a smart person, and Fu Ting Zhi spoke very carefully. He immediately understood. "I understand. Not only do I understand the concept of pavilion, but I also understand the concept of pavilion. I understand now. I not only understand why my father wants to start this war, but also why my people want to win this war at all costs."

Fu Zhizhi did not speak. He put down his pen and leaned against it to listen to him.

"We prairie people have spent our entire lives searching for stability. Our people migrated from here to that place. It's a fertile grassland. " When Ji Cheng talked about his past life, his expression could not be described as happy. He could not read the description in the book at all. A vast grassland would definitely give birth to lofty sentiments, such as the lofty sentiments of a rich man.

"If a ranch doesn't belong to you, you have to snatch it. If you want to snatch it, you have to fight for it. However, you have to fight for it in order to survive." Ji Cheng looked at Fu Ting once again. "Ting Zhi, I only meant living, not..."

"Survival is not life." Fu Ting Zhi had to use modern words to add for him, "A piece of cake and water can make a living, but a person can't live like that for the rest of his life. People have greed, and they want to live a peaceful life. Living a comfortable life is actually the lifelong pursuit of many people. It's also their 'life'. "

"That's the reason." Ji Cheng deeply agreed. He stretched out his finger and drew a circle on the map. We have been fighting and fighting for generations, and our days are still tough. Until my father discovered Great Zhou and the beautiful mountains and rivers. " Ji Cheng moved his gaze away from the map and looked at the big tent, as if he could see the thousands of miles of mountains and rivers outside.... "So we called here to ensure the safety of our descendants. We stopped migrating and drifting. At least the children knew where their home was when they travelled a thousand miles. "

Fu Ting knew that Ji Cheng understood. Not only did he understand, but he also used the simplest language to describe it. "So, the matter of moving people is difficult, but it must be done." She pointed to the northwest. "This place is vast. Not only does it develop agriculture, but it also has forests and rivers. The agricultural products of the past Great Zhou mostly came from the towns in the northwest. The profits from this can't be underestimated. "

In the future, we can use the greenhouse to nurture them. We can raise them in the south, in the north, in the south, in the north. However, in this era, all the farmers and commerce rely on their geographical location, and some things can't be produced when they leave a certain place. "Once the war ends, if the Imperial Court can produce rice seeds, the refugees in Jiangnan will naturally be happy to return to their homeland." Fu Ting pointed to the central region and said, "At present, this large area seems to have a thin population, but it is not the most difficult. The most difficult part happens to be the northwest." Fu Ting continued to tap the map. "There are really no more households there..."

Talking about profits, Ji Cheng was depressed again. "To tell you the truth, I am now the rightful king..." As he spoke, he took out a scroll. "Look, this is the final edict from my father before he fell ill." Wait. Only after the Talisman Pavilion opened and read did he continue. "Pavilion, the establishment of the country, I'm poor. He really couldn't bring out any money from his hands.

This sentence amused the Pavilion of Seals. "You should be poor. Wherever the great army passes, not a single blade of grass grows. The rich are all wrapped in silver and good stuff, and when they hear the news, they flee. Are you still going to keep it and snatch it from me? " Even though he made fun of her, he still had to resolve the dilemma. "I don't have money. I was borrowed by the Emperor when I went down the river. The Fu family is only a bit richer, so don't count on me for that. " He rolled up the scroll and put it back. "Your father is seriously ill and can't manage politics. Why are you not succeeding the throne?"

"The Imperial Physician said that he will be 'sick for the rest of his life'." Ji Cheng put on the edict. "According to our ancestors' rules, as long as I still have the breath, my son will not be able to succeed the throne. Just wait and see. " He looked a little disappointed. "I understand the principle of giving people a chance to fish. What I need is not your fiefdom." He made it clear that he still wanted Fu Ting to help him find some way to make money.