The rise of the poor

Chapter 1561 Three Monks
In the early morning of the next day, Zhang Guyi, a thousand households of the Dongchang Blood Dropping Sword, led a hundred Dongchang fans, and escorted five Xuanzhi eunuchs out of the capital early in the morning, and went south to the south of the Yangtze River. rewards and punishments.It is conceivable that with their departure, the officialdom in the south of the Yangtze River will change drastically.

At the time of Mao, Zhao Wenhua went to Xiyuan to meet Emperor Jiajing and listen to the sacred teachings. As expected, he got the job of supervising the military affairs in the south of the Yangtze River.

Lin Huaihou's mansion, Li Shu touched her pregnant belly with her hands, and watched with a smile as the maids and mothers packed their luggage and arranged the carriages and horses.A hundred armed guards had already gathered in the courtyard outside the city, ready to escort them southward.

In Xiahe Village, Zhu Shouren stalked Mrs. Zhu slyly, and while the second daughter-in-law Chen was away, he asked for five taels of silver from the second eldest Zhu Shouyi.Zhu Shouren took Yinzi, Hu Wei, and Xia Qiang to the county town to eat and drink at Hu Chihai, and his heart softened, but he couldn't help spending a long night with the good girl who admired his talent, leaving behind two taels of silver. , the three of them set off, all the way to tour the mountains and rivers, eat, drink and have fun, the journey is long and the joy is endless...

At this moment in Yingtian, Jiangnan, Zhu Ping'an was on a high platform in the camp of the Zhejiang army, and more than [-] Zhejiang troops were standing around the high platform in a fan shape.

After Han Laosan and the other three robbed the civilian daughter and were beheaded by the public trial, Zhu Pingan sent people to collect and bury their bodies, and also issued a pension to the three of them who were still living relatives.

All the officers and men of the Zhejiang Army respected him.

"Brothers of the Zhejiang Army, from today onwards, our Zhejiang Army will officially resume training." Zhu Pingan stood on the high platform, glanced at the other Zhejiang Army under the stage, and said loudly.

"Practice! Practice! Practice!" Zhejiang soldiers shouted.

Being in a good state of mind, Zhu Ping'an nodded in satisfaction, stretched out his hand, and the Zhejun shouting under the stage stopped their voices.

It can be seen from this scene that Zhu Pingan's control over the Zhejiang Army has also risen to a new level.

Zhu Pingan continued to speak loudly, "Before starting the training, I want to announce two things. These two things have been brewing since I brought you out to suppress the Japanese."

"My lord, please show me!" The Zhejiang army responded enthusiastically.

Zhu Pingan smiled and looked at the Zhejiang army, and slowly said: "Before announcing the first thing, I will tell you a story. This story is a bit old-fashioned. There used to be a mountain, and there was a temple on the mountain. There was a little monk. There was no water on the mountain, so we had to fetch water from the river below. The little monk was very diligent, and went down the mountain to fetch water every day. One day, a skinny monk came to the temple..."

At this point in the story, all the Zhejiang soldiers couldn't help laughing, "My lord, this is indeed an old story. It's so old that it's about to lose its teeth. It's about a monk having water to drink, two monks carrying water to drink, and three monks carrying water to drink. We all heard the story of a monk who had no water to drink when we were young."

"Hehe, this is indeed the story. One monk has water to drink, two monks carry water to drink, three monks have no water to drink, and three monks have no water to drink. How about adding more monks when the temple is built? In addition to the difficulty of drinking water, Obviously, there will be other difficulties, such as difficulty in eating, cleaning, etc. So, I would like to ask you, how to solve this problem in the temple?" Zhu Pingan asked while standing on the high platform with a slight smile.

After two seconds of silence below, a person said loudly, "Arrange an abbot for them, and let the abbot take care of them."

"That's right, if the temple has an abbot, it won't be messed up." A group of Zhejiang soldiers were greatly inspired and echoed.

"Well, that's good, let's arrange an abbot for them. The abbot can manage them and assign them a division of labor. Monk A is in charge of carrying water, monk B is in charge of chopping firewood, monk C is in charge of cooking, and monk Ding is in charge of cleaning the courtyard," Zhu Pingan followed along Their advice goes on.

"Yes, that's it. The abbot will make clear arrangements for them, and nothing will happen."

All the Zhejiang troops nodded again and again.

"However, where there are people, there are rivers and lakes, and there will still be problems after such a long time." Zhu Pingan continued.

"What will go wrong?" Zhejun asked one after another.

"Monk A will complain that carrying water has to go up and down the mountain, the distance is too long, and it is too tiring; Monk B will complain about going to the mountains to cut firewood, mosquitoes bite, and his hands are worn out; Monk C will complain that cooking takes too much time and affects his life. Sitting in meditation, and too useless; Monk Ding would complain about cleaning the courtyard, dirty and tiring.” Zhu Pingan shrugged his shoulders, pointing out the existing problems.

"Uh, it seems that this is true. If I carry water for a long time, I will complain like this."

"Well, sweeping the floor is indeed the dirtiest"

The soldiers of the Zhejiang Army stepped into the scene and thought about it for a while, and they all said with emotion.

"How to solve such a problem?" Zhu Pingan asked everyone again.

"Uh, what should I do?" A group of Zhejiang soldiers fell into deep thought.

"Take turns, let them take turns." A clever Zhejiang soldier thought of a way and shouted triumphantly.

"Yes, that's right. Don't they all despise their own jobs and envy others' jobs? Then let them take turns to do everything, and take turns. If you look at it this way, they can't complain."

All the Zhejiang troops agreed one after another.

Zhu Pingan nodded with a smile, accepted their opinions, and continued to say: "Well, very good, the abbot proposed a rotation system. In the next ten days, Monk A will chop firewood, Monk B will carry water, and Monk C will Cleaning, monk Ding cooks; on the second ten days, monk A cleans, monk B cooks, monk C carries water, and monk Ding chops firewood; on the third ten days, the next round will continue. problem appear."

"It's all on rotation, what else can go wrong?" A group of soldiers of the Zhejiang Army asked in bewilderment.

Zhu Pingan looked at them, smiled slightly, and explained, "After being rotated for a period of time, the monks complained. Some monks complained that the firewood cut by monk A was not enough for burning; some monks complained that monk B picked firewood. The water is not clean enough, and it is not timely enough; some monks complained that Monk Ding’s cooking was too unpalatable, and the steamed buns were either sour or filled with raw rice, and the fried dishes could kill a person; Sweep the big surface without sweeping the corners, and the Buddha statues are covered with spider webs.”

"Uh, it seems that things like this will happen after a long time. Some people do things seriously, and some people do things just to deal with them."

"That's not paying attention."

"Indeed, some people don't work hard, just want to steal and play tricks to take advantage..."

The Zhe Jun nodded one after another, full of emotion.

"Then how to solve it?" Zhu Pingan threw the problem to them again.

"How to solve this? Some people are lazy by nature. They can't change their minds and work hard. Do you stare at them every day and slap them if they don't work hard?"

"It's really troublesome for the monk to do so many things, and the abbot is really not something ordinary people can do."

"I really can't think of a good way."

The soldiers of the Zhejiang Army thought hard for a long time and shook their heads, expressing that they could not think of a solution.

(End of this chapter)