But the share that belongs to the many civilians is difficult to distribute.
After all, many officials cannot tell who is a commoner and who is rich. Only Ruihai's vigorous investigation of the household registration system and the knowledge of the relevant situation can greatly alleviate this symptom.
Other upright officials do not have the time and energy to do such thankless tasks. Ordinary people are not responsible for making relevant evaluations of local officials, nor can they promote an official or a "upright official".
At most, they would set up a mud sculpture in front of their mud house and insert a few sticks of firewood as incense when they had time.
To cultivate reputation means to cultivate prestige among the literati and the wealthy families. No matter how much prestige one has among ordinary people, it does not mean much.
"How can it be meaningless?"
Hearing Zhang Mingtu's seemingly doubtful words, Ruihai shook his head.
"The world belongs to everyone in the world, not to the wealthy and powerful, not to the Zhao family of Great Xia."
"This world has its share for you and mine as well. Hundreds of years ago, there were heroic poets who wrote poems about the rich feasting and drinking while the poor freeze to death on the streets.
"Now, Daxia is greater than ever before. Of course, I must do my best to prevent such things from happening again. It's okay for the rich to indulge in luxury, but as long as their money is clean and transparent, I have no control over how they spend it.
"But in such a prosperous era, Daxia should at least ensure that even the most ordinary people can have enough food and clothing."
"Being remembered by the literati and the wealthy would indeed make one's name immortal, but such a pursuit is too grand. My vision is short-sighted, and I can only see the small piece of land in front of me."
"You can't just see the small piece of land in front of you. What you see is the real world."
Zhang Mingtu thought about it in his heart, but did not point it out.
The reason why Zhang Mingtu pointed out Ruihai in this regard was mainly to let Ruihai have a clear understanding of what he knew.
At the same time, he also got to know Ruihai better. He had seen the magnificent era of the future and knew that the era would have a bright and promising future.
Ruihai had never seen it. Zhang Mingtu sometimes wondered where Ruihai got the courage from. In this world where imperial power was supreme and martial arts masters stood at the pinnacle of heaven and earth, he insisted on protecting the interests of the vast majority of the lowest people.
Ruihai cannot see the beautiful world in front of him. What he does is to try his best to make the area he sees better little by little. As for how much better it will be, whether he can see it or not, he probably never thought about it.
To a large extent, he even felt that he himself could not see it, because many times when Ruihai did things, he did not consider the consequences so much, and he really did it completely according to his own wishes.
"Perhaps it is precisely this kind of thinking that allowed one to write the best memorial in the world and truly leave their name in history. Not everyone is trapped in the mud and wants to blend in with the darkness."
Zhang Mingtu shook his head. He really admired Ruihai's ability. If possible, he also hoped that Ruihai could walk more steadily.
At least Rui Hai often helps him a lot in many cases.
Zhang Mingtu found Ruihai's operation of cutting off a piece of cake and then distributing the relevant cake to the corresponding poor residents and civilians in a detailed and detailed manner very instructive.
"Distribution is always a big issue. The key is how to get the right items into the hands of the right people and enable them to use them properly."
This seems easy, but it is actually very difficult.
At least Zhang Mingtu knew that even if the future transport captain known as Jiang Zhongzheng, the "Through the Forest Northern Legs" had the most resources and wanted to change the situation, the supplies he sent down would often not reach the hands of the people he wanted.
Basically most of them were given away to others.
"It took the death of many of my brothers to realize this. The haphazard reforms I carried out before really had no effect at all."
Zhang Mingtu highly approved of Ruihai's actions. After a brief chat with Ruihai, he went to Jiujiang County Agricultural College and talked in front of a group of agricultural doctors and related disciples, further teaching them relevant biological knowledge.
After doing all this, he returned to his residence with light blooming in his mind.
After waiting for many consecutive days, the Book of Life and Death in his mind has begun to shine, and it has almost recovered during this time, especially since he had previously broken through to the Grandmaster realm.
The overall situation has eased significantly, and the Book of Life and Death seems to have further developments.
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