The most arrogant in history

Ye Kun chuckled: "The more the better."

Zhang Yuzhen thought about it and said in deep thought:

"I have issued an order from the Heavenly Master to dispatch 10,000 Taoist disciples in advance. There is no problem. But after we go to Tianzhu, the emperor needs to arrange for us to eat. At least, in the beginning, the court needs to provide us with food and supplies."

"No problem, I will do my best to support the development of Taoism in Tianzhu."

Ye Kun put down his glass and whispered, "There is a sect in the West that is very powerful and has a history of 200 years. Do you know about it?"

"Is it... God?"

"Yes, that's it." Ye Kun smiled:

"I hope that our Taoist Taishang Laojun, Mohist Mozi, and Confucian Confucius can surpass their gods."

Zhang Yuzhen seemed to understand and said with a smile: "I understand your Majesty's efforts. Please instruct me on what to do next."

Ye Kun took a sip of wine and sighed, "As we expand overseas, wars and bloodshed are inevitable. Wherever we go, the natives of different races will be injured to some extent. I hope that the disciples of the Hundred Schools will start with humanistic care and rescue those women and children, so as to establish their own image and grow stronger."

This world is in tatters and someone has to mend it.

The army is fighting at the front.

On the conquered territories, disciples of hundreds of schools, officials and technical personnel of the imperial court had to work together to patch up the territory in order to stabilize the rear and digest the territories of foreign races.

Zhang Yuzhen frowned: "If we want to start the rescue, we will need more money."

Ye Kun smiled and said, "The court will support you, don't worry."

"That's no problem."

Zhang Yuzhen smiled and raised his glass.

After dinner, Ye Kun kept Zhang Yuzhen for tea, and they talked for half the night while looking at the map.

Zhang Yuzhen knew what Ye Kun was thinking and said with a smile: "I will immediately arrange for the Taoist disciples to send several thousand people to Tianzhu by the end of the year to build a number of Taoist temples. Next year, I will continue to arrange for disciples to go there."

Ye Kun smiled and said, "Your great-grandfather Zhang Daoling once made elixirs in Longhu Mountain. I will also grant Longhu Mountain to your Zhang family and build a Tianshi Mansion for you. I will also build Tianshi Temples for you in Zhuo County, Jinling, Chengdu, Chang'an, and Luoyang.

You are the Great Heavenly Master, and I will appoint you as the National Master, granting you the title of the First Rank. However, there are three National Masters, one each for Taoism, Confucianism, and Mohism. "

The idea of ​​setting up a national master was a sudden idea that came to Ye Kun.

The so-called national teacher is just an empty title, but it can unite the Confucian disciples, Mohist disciples, and Taoist disciples all over the world, strengthen cultural propaganda, and most importantly, expand culture overseas.

It can also allow disciples of the three major schools to immigrate overseas and assimilate overseas.

The price/performance ratio is very high.

Zhang Yuzhen was overjoyed when he heard this, and clasped his fists and said:

"The previous dynasty only respected Confucianism and abolished all other schools of thought, even the Chinese school of thought, which was in decline. Now the emperor has revived the ancient sages' unique learning and advocated letting a hundred flowers bloom. He will surely lead the Chinese culture and popularize it throughout the world!"

Ye Kun nodded and said with a smile: "You are the Taoist Heavenly Master and one of the three great national masters. You can attend government affairs in the future. I will build a new national master's mansion for you in Zhuo County.

You should stay in Chengdu for the next two days. I have a lot to talk to you about. By the way, find a few young disciples who practice Kung Fu. I want to learn some techniques to strengthen my body from them."

When he was in college, Ye Kun took physical education class and chose to major in Tai Chi.

But Tai Chi did not exist in ancient times.

Therefore, Ye Kun wanted to pass on this set of 24 Tai Chi postures to Taoist disciples and let them promote it.

Zhang Yuzhen misunderstood Ye Kun's meaning and asked, "Your Majesty, do you want to study the art of alchemy? I have the art of alchemy and can communicate with your Majesty."

"I don't learn the alchemy furnace, and I don't eat elixirs."

Ye Kun smiled and said, "I have a set of boxing techniques that I learned from Laozi's Tao Te Ching. So, I want to demonstrate it and find a few smart Taoist disciples to pass it on."

Zhang Yuzhen was surprised and delighted: "The emperor is really smart. He can even learn boxing from the Tao Te Ching. I can't compare with him at all!"

Ye Kun rubbed his hot face.

You can’t even read the Tao Te Ching completely, and you expect to learn boxing?

It’s just that I benefited from the cultural dissemination of later generations and learned Tai Chi from Zhang Sanfeng.

It was already early morning when Zhang Yuzhen said goodbye.

Ye Kun took a nap and woke up at breakfast time.

Jiang Yourong and Mrs. Guo Ping were going to visit the orphanage and the nursing home, and asked Ye Kun if he wanted to go with them.

Ye Kun smiled and said, "Today, I still have to study the expansion of Chengdu, so I'll have to trouble the queen and Madam Guo to visit the orphanage."

Jiang Yourong did not force him and took Mrs. Guo Ping with her.

Ye Kun came to the prefectural hall to participate in the planning discussion for the expansion of Chengdu.

Some officials said: "In recent years, Chengdu's population has doubled. On the one hand, there are too many births, and on the other hand, there are too many immigrants from the surrounding mountainous areas.

This immigration refers to spontaneous immigration. The mountain people knew that Chengdu was rich, so they all came down from the mountains.

The population is increasing rapidly and farmland is becoming increasingly scarce. Your Majesty, please study whether it is possible to prohibit mountain people from migrating to Chengdu?"

Ye Kun looked at Guo Ping: "Sir, what do you think?"

Guo Ping was very cunning and did not express his opinion: "As a local official, I obey the arrangements of the court. If the court says to ban the backward mountain people from outside, I will ban them; if the court says to accept them, I will accept them."

It seems that honest people are not honest anymore and have started to play tricks.

Ye Kun rolled his eyes: "The court's intention is to continue to accept mountain people and migrate them to the plains. As for arable land, we have learned that on average, five acres of land per person is enough to feed themselves."

In ancient times, the grain yield per mu was low, but five mu of land could feed one person and ensure tax payment, so there was no problem.

In fact, after the introduction of sweet potatoes, corn and potatoes, three acres of land can feed one person.

The Ministry of Households and the Ministry of Agriculture have conducted a joint investigation and found that there are more than 600 million mu of arable land in the country, and there are more than 10 billion mu of land that can be reclaimed.

The Liaohe Plain has been cleared, and there is too much fertile black soil with no one to cultivate it.

In the entire Northeast Plain, the average per capita arable land is 300 mu.

Although there is only one harvest a year, the food is already everywhere.

Therefore, Ye Kun was not worried about the arable land problem and always encouraged the mountain people to migrate to the plains.

When mountain people came to the plains and had houses and land, it became easier for them to create wealth and develop their population.

It also makes court management more convenient.

Guo Ping pondered and said, "Your Majesty, in ten years, the population will double. By then, I'm afraid that there will be no more than five mu of land per capita in the Chengdu Plain. What will we do then?"

Ye Kun smiled and said, "The total cultivated land in the Chinese mainland and the South China Peninsula is about 3 billion mu. Judging from the current grain production, it can feed 500 million to 600 million people.

One hundred years from now, there may be 500 million or 600 million people. But by then, our chemical fertilizers will definitely be in sufficient supply, and the rice yield per mu will be increased to 1,000 kilograms, which can feed 1 billion people. "

Everyone was amazed and couldn't believe it.

The agricultural official of Chengdu stood up and said: "Your Majesty is right. In Chengdu's experimental fields this year, under the best water, fertilizer and management conditions, the highest rice yield per mu is 690 kilograms.

This yield is not far from the 1,000 kilograms per mu that the emperor mentioned.”

Guo Ping nodded: "But there is still a problem. We basically have no farmland to distribute in the Chengdu Plain. If we accept a large number of mountain people, we will have to redistribute the land.

This is a very difficult task. Just imagine, who would be willing to give up their existing land to others? Is it possible to divide the land equally again? "