Royal Gold Magistrate

With the continuous income from the lottery, Fang Zhengyi naturally let go of the renovation plan lavishly.

Still like Taoyuan County, all the roads in Banshanfang were replaced with stone roads, and a large number of poor people were hired for this purpose.

The infrastructure is also more complete, and trash cans and stone benches for pedestrians are also set up on the roadside.

In addition, all the drains in the square were overhauled, and even the moat outside the city was also arranged.

The rainy season is here, and the rain is gradually increasing.

Fangzheng checked the rainfall records of previous years, and found that there would be more or less blocked water every year.

This matter must not be sloppy, the outer city is no better than the imperial palace, the drainage in the imperial palace is nothing to say, the terrain is high, well maintained, and well designed.

Dead branches, rotten leaves, and sediment are accumulated in these drainage channels in the outer city. If they are not cleaned frequently, problems will easily occur.

After arranging everything properly, Fang Zhengyi also started his leisure life, and left all other matters, big and small, to Li Yuanzhao.

Seeing Li Yuanzhao busy like a spinning top every day, Fang Zhengyi couldn't help but envy the Prince's energy.

Young people are so good, they are eager to do everything, they can't wait for a moment, and they can do things quickly!

It was only a few days before the end of the gambling fight in March, and Fang Zhengyi was lying leisurely in his yard.

The tree above the head is shaded, and birdsong can be heard from time to time. There is also a small table, a pot of tea, and a plate of snacks.

The dessert is a sweet cake that Xiao Tao has just steamed, and Fang Zheng ate only one piece, but the aroma is still emitting.

Just when he picked up the last piece of sweet cake and was about to put it in his mouth, Li Yuanzhao's yelling came from the door.

"Old Fang! Old Fang! You're inside!"

Fangzheng responded, and then Li Yuanzhao rushed in.

Just as he was about to speak, his nose twitched and smelled the sweet fragrance in the air, and his eyes looked at the sweet cake in Fangzheng's hand.

"Old Fang, what are you eating?"

Fangzheng hesitated for a while looking at the sweet cake in his hand, then put it in his mouth and took a sip.

Picking up a sweet cake, he said to Li Yuanzhao, "It's just an ordinary cake. Do you want to eat it, Your Highness?"

Three black lines hung down from Li Yuanzhao's forehead.

Don't give me a snack?You got it!

"Don't eat! I haven't eaten any dim sum before! I came to see you for business!"

Fangzheng stopped laughing when he said that, then stuffed the sweet cake into his mouth, and muttered, "What can you do with His Highness here?"

Li Yuanzhao walked up and down the yard anxiously, and said in a hurry: "This palace has been neglected for a while! Recently, the number of people on the street in the square has decreased a lot, but I didn't notice it. Later, I learned that those people actually did it after listening to my subordinates. They all went to Fuyun Temple."

"It is said that several eminent monks have come to Fuyun Temple these days, the most famous of which is a monk named Master Huijue, and the common people are actively donating money to them!"

"Most of the people who went there were poor people who had no money and wanted to donate."

"Old Fang, do you know that my father hates this group of monks a little, thinking that they don't work hard, and wanted to deal with this group of people a long time ago, if my father sent someone to inspect the scene in a few days Isn't it bad?"

Fangzheng took a sip of tea and wondered, "Why did so many people in the health team find out?"

"The people below me are exhausted after working all day, and they have to sleep when they go home. How can they care about these things?"

"I only found out when I took the initiative to ask. If those bald donkeys are allowed to carry on, won't the atmosphere in the workshop be broken!?"

"Hiss...Old Fang, why are you not in a hurry!"

Li Yuanzhao saw that Fangzheng squinted his eyes as if he was about to fall asleep, and suddenly became angry.

Fang Zhengyi waved his hand weakly: "Your Highness, don't worry, I'm just thinking...Does Your Highness have any ideas?"

Li Yuanzhao frowned: "I don't have any solutions, or I don't know if they are useful."

"tell me the story."

"Those who post persuasion books on the bulletin boards in the workshop and explain them along with them will publicize the dangers of learning Buddhism to the people passing by along the way, wasting time and money."

"Thousands of brothers in the health team under him followed the propaganda."

"Finally, I'll ask Second Master Ji and his group to let them go to Fuyun Temple often...A three-pronged approach, what do you think?"

Fangzheng smacked his lips: "It's not that good, can our people compare with Buddhists in terms of brainwashing? They are all professional players."

"And you let Ji Erye's people go to the temple to hang around, just because those little gangsters got into the crowd and didn't get beaten, you're lucky."

"You might as well pull out the monks from the temple, strip them naked in the street, and beat them up..."

Li Yuanzhao sighed: "Then what do you say, you can't pull people out and beat people for no reason. What is the prestige of the government? The people are already afraid of the government, and things will be even more difficult in the future."

Fangzheng chuckled: "Aren't they just a few monks? It's not a big deal, Your Highness, rest assured."

"I'm here to teach you a lesson today. This temple leads people to superstition. The only thing that can defeat magic is magic... reasoning is useless."

"If those common people can think proactively and listen to people's persuasion, they won't donate their poor copper coins eagerly."

Li Yuanzhao looked puzzled: "What is magic?"

"It's sorcery. Barbarian sorcery is called magic."

Li Yuanzhao said with a bitter face: "So...you mean we also open a temple? It's too late! Then the father will be even more unhappy."

Fang Zhengyi poured a cup of tea for Li Yuanzhao: "No, no, Your Highness will take a sip of tea first."

"Does Your Highness know what the sharpest knife in the world is?"

"Knife? Of course it is my father's golden knife!"

"No, what I'm talking about is the invisible blade, the sharpest knife in the world is killing!"

"Since Fuyun Temple is developing so well, we should add fire to him. Otherwise, the more you persuade people not to believe him, the more you will believe him."

"Don't teach people to think directly, people are blind and confident animals, it's useless."

Li Yuanzhao looked confused: "I don't understand, Lao Fang, what do you mean, how can you add fire to him?"

"The minister's meaning is obvious, that is to encourage the people to go to Fuyun Temple."

"However, this matter naturally requires methods, how to encourage is the key!"

"The group of monks used ignorance to make money, and we fought with greed. This is called defeating magic with magic."

Li Yuanzhao's complexion was serious: "I understand! Those monks can be cheated... Let's set a time to allow people to rob temples legally every month, and the government will never stop them."

"So... let me see which temple is still open!"

"Uh..." Fangzheng was speechless for a while, the crown prince's realm has directly reached the atmosphere, this is to make all the monks in the world extinct.

"It doesn't have to be like this. People's daily life is quite difficult. It's good to have a temple to relax... Your Highness is too unhealthy to do this! What should I do if someone takes the opportunity to make trouble? A group of unruly people dare to rob the temple today. If you dare to rob big households tomorrow, you will dare to rebel the day after tomorrow!"

"Come, come, let me tell His Highness my method...so...so..."