The Ming Dynasty started with caution

After Wang Shouren became the head of the Ministry of Justice, he reviewed many cases of the Ministry of Justice and re-investigated them. One after another, the truth of the unjust, false and wrong cases came to light.

But the more he investigated, the more he hesitated.

"This is not the way to become a saint."

Even if all the unjust cases in the world are overturned, it cannot establish a life for the people.

The root cause does not stop, and the unjust cases will not end.

Compared with Brother Gao's resettlement of tens of thousands of refugees, the effect is minimal.

Brother Gao's move is the real heart for the world, for life, for the succession of the past saints, and for the peace of the world.

Brother Gao always seems to have unusual methods to break all the shackles.

Wang Shouren carried his bag and decided to go to Liangxiang.

Although he no longer studied things, when he arrived in Liangxiang County, his eyes were still dull and unable to move.

The sun was in the sky, and he couldn't open his eyes when he looked up.

Thousands of refugees were seen working in the fields, with waterwheels set up on the banks of the canal, and the water was sparkling.

This scene was better than the south of the Yangtze River.

In just ten days, under the organization of Zhang Xian, the refugees dug a three-mile-long canal. The canal was six feet wide and winding, enough to irrigate thousands of acres of fertile land.

Doing their own work, the refugees hated to rest, and did not need Zhang Xian to urge them. They came to the canal to work before sunrise, digging soil, transporting stones, and consolidating the embankments on both sides.

Wang Shouren stopped and watched for a long time before continuing to walk towards the county town.

Liangxiang County was very small, but it was bustling. Based on his understanding of the county town, a small county town would never have so many people coming here.

Wang Shouren went straight to the Liangxiang government office, looked around, and found a small courtyard on the side.

Dongdong...

The door opened, and Wang Shouren hurriedly said: "I am Wang Shouren, looking for Lord Yan."

He Neng had seen him before, and knew that he was the same age as the young master, so he opened the door and let him in.

This guy has the aura of a saint again? Yan Chengjin was surprised: "How did Bo'an know I was here?"

"Liangxiang is the safest place, and I guess that Brother Gao is here." Wang Shouren said with some shame.

The one who knows me is Wang Yangming.

"Bo'an came to me specially...Is there something?"

Wang Shouren bowed his head: "I want to ask Brother Gao how to establish a life for the people, bring peace to the world, and how to become a saint?"

Tens of thousands of refugees gathered in Liangxiang, but not only did it not collapse, but it flourished.

Wang Shouren understood.

From the resettlement of refugees to the implementation of the tax-sharing system today, it seems unintentional, but every step is Brother Gao's deliberate plan.

Brother Gao is a man who will never give advice rashly unless he is 120% sure. Gathering refugees in good places shows that Brother Gao has a perfect plan.

There is no other person in the world who can do this.

"What Brother Gao did is to establish a life for life and to open peace for the world."

Yan Chengjin was stunned. Wang Shouren was still persevering in pursuing the way of the saint.

You asked me how to become a saint, how should I answer you...

The only saint I have ever seen in my life is you.

Yan Chengjin thought for a while: "You can't just take the saint's principles as the truth. There are many truths in the world that have not been understood by the saints.

The unity of knowledge and action may make people understand the truth other than the saint's principles, but knowing but not practicing, it cannot be called true knowledge.

And the best way to achieve the unity of knowledge and action is to practice in practice!

Everything can be practiced. If you do this, perhaps... everyone has the potential to become a saint."

The scholars are imprisoned by the saint's principles and think that there are no other principles in the world except the saint's principles.

These are what Wang Shouren said.

Yan Chengjin is just spoiling the story.

Wang Shouren stood there in a daze for a long time.

In the morning court,

after Liangxiang implemented the policy of allocating land tax to the land, the court ministers occasionally talked about it, but no one discussed it in the court.

Yan Chengjin was puzzled. The ministers knew that it was he who proposed the policy of allocating land tax to the land, but no one asked about it. This was strange.

On the official road two miles away from Liangxiang, Yan Chengjin asked people to stop the sedan chair and stand beside the official road.

Looking around, refugees were working in the fields.

The summer tax will be collected soon.

"Liangxiang has successively implemented new business taxes and land taxes. If the summer tax cannot be paid in full, how can we convince Emperor Hongzhi to implement it throughout the country?"

Yan Chengjin thought that not only should he pay it, but he also planned to make up for the arrears of taxes over the years to surprise Emperor Hongzhi.

It requires a large sum of silver.

"The Little Ice Age will get colder and colder after winter. The roads will be covered with snow, and the number of merchants will surely decrease. For the sake of prudence, we need to reserve some silver now."

The treasury silver in Liangxiang comes from land tax and commercial tax. It is hard to say how much land tax can be paid.

It seems a bit inhumane to increase the collection of commercial tax immediately after the reform.

Yan Chengjin fell into deep thought.

From a distance, the buildings in Liangxiang are lined up like an isolated island in the fields, and it seems that something is missing.

"Bring the pen and paper from the sedan chair."

"Young master, give it to me!"

Yan Chengjin sketched on the spot. He learned the skill of drawing by observing the government in the Ministry of Industry, and drew according to the general appearance of Liangxiang County.

"Young master, this circle is really well drawn."

Yan Chengjin himself was also satisfied.

Sitting on the sedan chair and entering Liangxiang County, Yan Chengjin found Song Jing.

"Let all the craftsmen help me build something."

Song Jing took a look at the blueprint and could vaguely tell that it was Liangxiang. Next to Liangxiang, there was a huge thing, taller than all the buildings and as big as half a mountain.

"You want to build a big waterwheel?"

"This is a Ferris wheel. It has a similar structure to a water wheel, but it is very different from a water wheel. People can sit on it."

Song Jing was a little confused: "...Who will sit on it?"

"I don't know either. Just do it. The base below is made of iron, otherwise it won't hold up. It will snow soon. It must be done as soon as possible. In winter, no one will sit on it."

The structure of the Ferris wheel is very similar to that of a water wheel. The base is made of iron and the whole Ferris wheel is made of wood. There is no technical difficulty.

Song Jing went to the household office of the yamen to ask for money.

To make such a big water wheel for people to sit on, what's wrong with this person? The clerk of the household office didn't dare to give the money, but went to Zhang Xian instead.

"Sir, I have an opinion on this money." The clerk Xu Sheng handed over the drawing: "This person said he wanted to make such a big water wheel in Liangxiang."

"This is what Lord Yan meant." Yan Chengjin asked him to come to the yamen to ask for money.

Zhang Xian took the drawing and took a look. He had to use his imagination to see that this was a water wheel.

"How much taels of silver?"

"At least eight hundred taels."

Song Jing calculated the craftsmen's wages and wood, which were still cheap in Liangxiang.

Zhang Xian felt as if a piece of meat was cut off from his heart, "It's a waste of silver, give it to him."

These days, Yan Chengjin supervised the work in Liangxiang County. The craftsmen were masters, and everyone knew what a waterwheel was. Isn't it just a little big?

The master of cast iron built a huge base.

A few days later, hundreds of people carried a huge wooden behemoth to the southwest open space in Liangxiang.

"From the official road from the capital to Liangxiang, this place is the best, half hidden and half visible from a distance." Yan Chengjin thought to himself.

Zhang Xian was stunned. He had never seen such a big waterwheel in his life.

After hearing about it, the gentry in Liangxiang came to watch and followed the giant waterwheel to the southwest open space in Liangxiang.

Except Yan Chengjin, no one knew what it was.

Sky-high waterwheel, a new landmark in Liangxiang!

A city has a soul when it has a landmark.

Just like seeing Tiananmen Square, you will think of Beijing, seeing the goddess raising her hand, you will think of the United States, seeing the Victory Gate, you will think of the United States, and seeing the Sleeping Tower, you will think of Italy.

Speaking of the Ferris wheel, you will think of Liangxiang.

The iron frame base is relatively high, with a height difference. Thousands of craftsmen used huge ropes to hang it up and set it on the base.

There is no electricity, a pure handmade wooden Ferris wheel... craftsmanship.

Zhang Xian was surprised: "Sir, what is this?"

"Liangxiang's new income-generating project, you can overlook the panoramic view of Liangxiang when you sit on it, five cents of silver per person, and sit and turn two circles." Yan Chengjin felt that it was very conscientious.

Many people in later generations only turn one circle, and this one gives one more circle.

Wang Bushui, who was standing by, heard it and shouted it again according to the original words.

The surroundings were full of businessmen who came to watch the excitement, and no one dared to go up for a while.