"What we are going to discuss now is not whether the 'New Deal' should be', but its pros and cons! The 'New Deal' has been in progress for many years, and it is too late to talk about these..."

"I think that the 'New Deal' generally has more advantages than disadvantages, and many of the 'New Deal' policies are forward-looking and long-term. We cannot focus on the present and worry about it for a while. The Great Wall is not built in one day. Such a huge 'New Deal' plan, even if it takes ten years, I don't think it is long..."

"For example, the 'Jingzheng Tax Law', the 'Ming Dynasty', and the 'Jingzheng Field System', all take time and will not be achieved overnight... The 'New Deal' has reached this threshold, and can only move forward but not retreat. No matter what the reason or purpose, we should protect the 'New Deal' and move forward until it is successful... If the 'New Deal' collapses at this time, the consequences will be terrible."

"Anyone who wants to hinder, procrastinate, or abolish is ulterior motives, and his intentions are punishable!"

The woman spoke quickly and long, and every word was clear, and Zhu Xu, who was not far away, could hear clearly.

Zhu Xu's expression showed a little surprised and looked at the crowd. It was a woman wearing a strange thin mask. She couldn't see her face clearly. She looked like she was about seventeen or eighteen years old.

After her words fell, the group of people seemed to be shocked and no one spoke for a long time.

Zhu Xu smiled strongly and turned around and said, "It is said that masters are among the people. This lady has a good knowledge and is also good at speaking."

Cao Huachun stepped forward and said, "Your Majesty, do you want to come here? The emperor will talk to her?"

Zhu Xu smiled and shook his head, saying, "These are all simple truths in the court. I was just a little surprised when a little girl said it outside."

Cao Huachun knew what he wanted and followed Zhu Xu back the same way.

At this time, the woman in the crowd, who was like stars holding the moon, suddenly raised her head and just vaguely saw Zhu Xu's back from the forest, and her eyes flashed slightly.

"Miss Shang, you are right. We should now help the gains and losses for the 'new policy', pick up the rest and make up for the lack, and we should not discuss whether it is appropriate..."

Zhu Xu vaguely heard that there was still discussion behind him and no longer cared about it.

While walking, suddenly Ci Ye's little hand pulled Zhu Xu hard. He raised his hand and said, "Father."

Zhu Xu looked up and saw a female bird feeding insects to several birds in the bird's nest just now, and a crisp chirping sound was heard.

Zhu Xu lowered his head and saw the little guy's eyes shining brightly, his face full of excitement.

Zhu Xu smiled and stood with him.

With Zhu Xu accompanying Xiao Ciye, Bi Ziyan has been inspecting the Yangtze River in Jiujiang Prefecture.

Officials such as Jiangxi Governor Fan Yiheng accompanied him and introduced him.

Bi Ziyan had a dark face, a bright gaze, and had no expression on his face. He couldn't walk far, so he asked the people he brought to take a careful test.

Fan Yiheng and Jiangxi officials were nervous, knowing that the court was not at ease with local officials. If anything was found on the spot, they would be in trouble.

Fan Yiheng was calm and said, "Sir, after Xiaguan came to Jiangxi, he sent people to inspect it many times. Before the Flood Control Department came to inspect this year, Xiaguan also personally checked it. There was no corner cuts, and it was real. There was no major flood this year. These dams played a big role..."

Bi Ziyan has inspected more than ten places, and there is no problem with the cement, dams and guardrails here, and his face looks better. He looked at Fan Yiheng and said, "Well, the emperor once praised you for being pragmatic, bold and cautious. There was no flood this year. The court was relieved and lived up to the holy hope. I am satisfied and will write a note to you in the cabinet."

I don’t know when it started, but it was strange that there was no flood in the Yellow River and the Yangtze River. The imperial court almost allocated silver every year, and there were floods every year, which were repeated and did not stop.

Fan Yiheng is an elegant middle-aged man with a fair and handsome face, giving people a warm feeling of spring breeze. He said: "The officials dare not take credit. These are engineering plans formulated by the Ministry of Works. For this reason, Xu Shangshu came more than once. The supervisors hired by the Ministry of Works have four or five waves. He took turns to check, just to prevent cutting corners, deceiving the court, and causing greater consequences..."

Bi Ziyan walked on the cement stone embankment, looking at the water that had not yet subsided, and felt much better. He smiled and said, "Since the beginning of Chongzhen, the emperor has allocated a large sum of silver. Even this year, there will be as high as 8 million. If something happens again, I will use Xu Dahua's head to pay tribute to the people who were suffering from the disaster..."

Fan Yiheng and others could clearly hear that this was Mr. Bi Ge's joke that Xu Dahua was satisfied with the Minister of Works, and they all smiled.

Bi Ziyan walked and said, "The situation in Jiangxi is better than me and the imperial court expected. I have also read your memorials. It has plans, goals, and can be implemented. It is very good..."

Fan Yiheng and Jiangxi officials all breathed a sigh of relief. Bi Ziyan was the "prime minister" after all. If he was dissatisfied with them, they would be the same distance from going home to farm.

Bi Ziyan looked at the rolling flood and said, "Now severe droughts and floods are in parallel. We must store water well and deal with droughts. No farming is a must. Reservoirs in various places should continue to expand and rebuild. The cost of drilling wells is relatively high. Do what you can do... Now the national treasury is tight, and the Ministry of Works' project will end as early as the end of next year. The final things will be handed over to the local area. You must be prepared carefully. In addition, the court's disaster relief efforts will be reduced. Immigration will have to wait for another two or three years. You can register in advance and prepare..."

When Fan Yiheng heard this, he felt very stressed. The local finances are now ineffective, and disaster relief is basically dependent on the court. If the court no longer supports it, the local pressure will be extremely huge.

Bi Ziyan had already decided that he would not allow Fan Yiheng and others to speak, and said: "Fu Changzong will enter the cabinet soon. The court will increase its efforts to promote a series of 'new policies' than ever before. The local laziness, responsibilities and evasion are not allowed. Otherwise, the court will take decisive measures and will never indulge..."

Fan Yiheng's expression was slightly condensed, and she lowered her head and said nothing.

Local governments still have reservations about the "new policy" and many policies have not been implemented in practice. If the court suppresses it, local governments still don't know what kind of demons are dancing around.

Bi Ziyan has been in Jiangxi for a lot of days and it is almost time to conduct an inspection. He said, "I will set off for Beijing soon. Your congressmen should be selected quickly. Go to Beijing before the end of the year. There are too many things to estimate, review and confirm that they can help..."

In the eyes of the government and the opposition, these "parliamentarians" are representatives of various provinces. They will upload and issue government decrees to the court and will also pass on local opinions to the court, which is similar to the role of an intermediary.

"Yes, the official understands." Fan Yiheng said. He didn't care much about this 'park member' or 'national parliament', and he never thought about it too much.

Bi Ziyan stopped and looked up at the south with a strong expression and his eyes were as bright as lightning, saying, "The others are almost going back to Beijing..."

Before Bi Ziyan could finish speaking, a cold wind blew, blowing on everyone's faces, lifting his hair.
Chapter completed!