As expected of the person sitting in the position, his ideas are always different from those of others.

It is said that the current emperor of Daqian Kingdom is just a boy with yellow hair who has just passed the age of eight. There is no need to elaborate on how many methods and strategies he uses to govern the country.

I heard that before the late emperor, Cuiyu's brother, died of illness, he personally appointed several ministers to protect the country, including the wise king.

These gossips about the capital are naturally not something that the people of Jiangcheng in the remote mountainous area have access to.

Xia Qianqian accidentally learned about this while chatting with Mr. Liu.

Benefiting the people is naturally a good deed with immeasurable merit.

In her previous life, with her superb medical skills, she stood under the shadowless lamp all day long, performing one operation after another, desperately doing it, wasn't it just to save lives and heal the wounded?

Nowadays, people in ancient times can use their knowledge to change the living conditions of people here, which is something she is happy to see happen.

"Your suggestion is very good. It would be great if every place had a brick kiln dedicated to ordinary people for house renovation."

Xia Qianqian followed his words and continued talking freely, "But there is another problem here."

"Oh?" Ji Zimo stared at her with interest and continued to ask: "What's the problem?"

"You just said that you want to make the brick factory bigger and stronger, but have you ever heard of the story of the bricklayer with no tiles on his head?"

"Since you want to engage in this matter, while making it bigger and stronger, you must suppress the price of bricks and tiles so that the poor can use them, and even provide subsidies to poor households."

"Some poor families, such as Liu Erniu's family. Liu Erniu's father is strong but has no work. The court can help these people find work and pay them wages."

"For example, Liu Erniu has a bad mind, but when it comes to real work, he is strong and a good hand."

"If officials in every locality can care about these special families and teach people to fish rather than teach them to fish, and not only teach them, but also provide them with life skills, I believe more people will benefit."

Ji Zimo stared at her blankly, and for a moment, he didn't know what words to use to describe what he was thinking.

After being silent for a long time, he finally murmured: "Who taught you these things?"

Xia Qianqian raised her face and smiled sweetly, "It's not like I was taught by one person."

She lowered her head and started to break her fingers, "The first person to bear the brunt should be the village chief Xu Jiang."

He looked at the miserable life of the Liu family, and often suggested, "If someone had taken care of the father and son, instead of being spoiled by the Wang family, the life of his family would have been prosperous." ."

"And Uncle Wang, he helped me make bricks in the kiln, but when it was his turn, he cherished the few copper coins and refused to renovate the house. If I hadn't given him some bricks and forced him to repair the house. This time It rained so hard that his house must have been completely flooded."

"Another example is the old people in the village. They obviously have money in their pockets, but they are reluctant to eat or wear it. They hide the money."

"A lot of the money they hid is their coffins and funeral expenses. Because they have no children and have lost their labor force, how can they earn money again."

"Therefore, when the imperial court cares about the poor, it also pays more attention to the elderly who have lost their only children, and the orphans and widowed mothers."

Her words fell to the ground, and even Geng Zhong, who was sitting at the shaft of the car, felt deeply.

He finally understood why His Highness treats Miss Xia differently.

Because she is completely different from the ladies in the boudoir.

After a long silence, Ji Zimo said loudly: "Your suggestion is very good."

Without any claim of credit or pride, she smiled brightly, "These are not my suggestions, but the voices of those who are in it and don't know who to turn to for help. I'm just paraphrasing them on my behalf."

The topic was a bit heavy when it came to people's livelihood.

Xia Qianqian didn't want to show off her skills, so she inadvertently swept her hand across an empty tea cup on the small table, and said with a smile: "I'm so thirsty."

Ji Zimo saw through it without saying anything, and curved his lips. Even he himself had not noticed the doting look in his expression, "Wait a minute."

He lit the small stove under the table with a fire stick, placed a small teapot on the small stove, and began to boil water.

After a while, steam came out of the spout of the teapot, and he began to make tea.

His movements are extremely elegant, and when he raises his hands, his slender and slender hands are like the hands of the hero stretching out from the comics.

Xia Qianqian watched in concentration from the side, and she didn't react until a cup of hot tea was handed to her.

Taking the teacup and taking a sip, she raised her eyebrows and smiled, her eyebrows crescent, "It's really good tea."

Ji Zimo picked up a cup of tea and drank it slowly.

The Qingzheng carriage flew quickly and returned to Fu'an Village in a short while.

It's still early and Yuanbao hasn't come back from school yet.

As soon as the carriage stopped and the Wang family door opened, Wang Yueyue stepped out. When she saw Ji Zimo, her expression was a little dodgeful.

"I'm going back to the house first."

Ji Zimo turned around and took Geng Zhong to Mo's house.

Wang Yueyue couldn't wait to run over, grabbed Xia Qianqian's hand, and said eagerly: "How?"

She didn't say anything, but Xia Qianqian understood what she meant.

"Master Cao agreed." Xia Qianqian patted the back of her hand: "He reminded me that if he wants to save your father, he must recruit the mastermind behind the scenes. Maybe the sentence can be reduced and the guilt can be reduced."

"I will definitely try my best to convince my father." Wang Yueyue's eyes filled with tears with excitement.

"When are you going?" she asked eagerly.

"Tomorrow, I will take you to the General's Mansion."

"Qianqian, I am really grateful to you." As Wang Yueyue spoke, tears shed from the corners of her eyes, her legs went weak, and she was about to kneel.

Xia Qianqian hurriedly supported her, "What are you doing? I'm helping you just because you are my friend. Don't do this."

"Okay!" Wang Yueyue nodded, "I will tell my mother the good news right now."

She wiped away the tears from her eyes and ran home quickly.

Xia Qianqian turned around and walked home. Unexpectedly, a voice shouted from behind her, "Xia Yatou, Xia Yatou."

The voice was rapid and rough, which startled her. She was so startled that Li Yunniang ran out of the yard and said in a voiceless voice: "Qianqian, what happened?"

Xia Qianqian turned around and saw that it was the village chief Xu Jiang.

He came running lamely, his face turned into a smile, and his wrinkles became more and more profound.

Xia Qianqian raised her eyebrows and said calmly: "Village Chief, what happened?"

Xu Jiang approached and said with a smile: "Girl Xia! I went to the field to take a look today. In just three days, many cotton seeds have sprouted and sprouted!"

Although the people in Fu'an Village have never grown cotton, they have heard that this stuff is very precious and precious.

Otherwise, among the four major families, the Jiang family uses Tea Mountain and Sangshan as the major planters, but in terms of value, cotton planting time is short and the value is high.
Chapter completed!