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Chapter 943 Old Fu, do you want big cakes?

After all, Lao Fu is in his fifties, and his brain cells are not as active as young people, so he looked at the iron plate for about ten seconds before he realized what the president was.

At that time, he stopped pretending, "huo" stood up and accumulated his true energy at the same time, preparing to let the six ungrateful devils feel like the fourth devil.

However, he quickly sat down again, and his true anger was vented.

Without it, the two expressionless guards in yellow jackets behind him were obviously stronger than him.

Unwilling to think about it, he glared at Guizi Liu aggrieved and angrily: "No, what do you mean? Let me be a beggar! Who do you think I am, Zhang Jia, Fu! You can kill me, but I can't be humiliated! I am self-defeating!" The knife smiles at the sky, go and keep the two Kunluns!
Rather Stick to your guns!Live as a hero, die as a ghost hero!Man is inherently mortal. To be or not to be a hero for a while, or a worm for a lifetime. "

"Okay, okay, what are you yelling about? It's not easy to die. I have 1 ways to kill you! It's not like you don't know how many people I have killed over the years. It really made me anxious. The consequences are you It should be clear!"

Jia Liu understood Lao Fu's mood, and waved his hand to signal the guards to back down. He now has the bonus of the emperor's halo, and his force value is no longer comparable to Zhang Jia's Lao Fu.

Since the Beggars' Federation is related to the fundamental interests of the country, it will also be related to the process of industrialization and the large-scale development outside the customs. I dare not say a hundred-year plan, at least it is a three- to fifty-year plan.

If Jia Liu's intentions are fully implemented, this beggars' federation is expected to generate several capital groups, colonial groups, industrial groups, agricultural groups, and commercial groups in the future.
It's like an old hen that keeps laying eggs.

As far as the current actual situation is concerned, the establishment of a non-governmental organization secretly supported by the government can reduce the impact of refugees on the stability of the regime.

With Lao Fu's professional knowledge, the Tiandihui and the White Lotus Sect would definitely not be able to compete with him in the refugee market.

Second, it can strengthen public security management and reduce crimes related to the population, that is, let the beggar gang play the role of the people in a certain place and exercise supervision over the public security in the area.

The third is an insurance that Jia Liu left for himself and his descendants.

Let the "beggars" become the royal eyeliner hidden among the people.

Therefore, the political gold content of the chairman of this federation is at least five percentage points higher than that of the prime minister, and the hidden power can even compete with the regent.

In view of this, Jia Liu sincerely hopes that Lao Fu can serve as the president. It is not that there is no more suitable candidate than Lao Fu under his command. The main reason is that Lao Fu is greedy and greedy, but he can do things just like He Shen .

Otherwise, Qianlong would not have promoted him to governor of Sichuan.

Another reason is that Lao Fu's major is also suitable.

After all, in the original time and space, he ended up joining the gang of beggars, and became the only one in all dynasties who was reduced from a high-ranking official to a beggar.

It may be the prototype of Sucha Harcan.

"Brother, can you not be so superficial in seeing things, and can you listen to me to finish?"

Jia Liu, who is thirsty for talent, is doing Laofu's ideological work with great patience.

"Speak, speak, speak!"

As for the old rich, he looked bored.

After a light cough, Jia Liu said in a harmonious voice: "What I mean is that you, as the president of this refugee mutual aid association, belong to the leadership, not the leader. It is you. Although you are a beggar, you are a different beggar. , is the overlord among the beggars, the ones with establishments, who can report to me in my bedroom at any time, different from ordinary beggars, understand?"

"I understand what a fart, he's still a beggar!"

The old man was extremely emotional and could not accept his fate of becoming a beggar from the foreman military minister.

A little mud can't support the wall.

Jia Liu was also in a hurry. He slapped the table and said angrily with three points of imperial majesty: "Fu Lehun, don't bitch Lu Dongbin, you don't know good people! To tell you the truth, such a good position is my own. Your relatives didn't even give it to you, and you were the first one to think of it, don't let me feed the donkey's liver and lungs with good intentions!"

"Hey, let me be a beggar and say it's for my own good!"

Old Fu laughed back angrily, and dared to stand up again because of the absence of guards.

But immediately sat down again.

Who knew that Guiziliu would wear a small gun to his waist when he ate.

Jia Liu didn't draw out his gun, but lifted the dragon robe around his waist to make Xiaoqiang shine.

"You don't understand, I'm doing it for your own good. You are a prisoner after all, and you were disrespectful to me when you served in the enemy's puppet regime, and you even killed my old man. This incident has a very bad impact,"

Old Fu was displeased, and corrected him: "It was you who made people bombard you, not me!"

Jia Liu rolled his eyes at him: "If you don't hang up, how could I be bombarded!"

Old Fu fell silent.

It seems to be the case.

"That's why I can't let you stay in the imperial court now, so I specially arranged for you to be the president of this federation. Don't feel ashamed when you hear that you are a beggar.

Let me tell you, the leader of this gang of beggars will be able to make great political achievements. If you have political achievements, I will transfer you back to the court, and no one will gossip about you. "

Jia Liu really worked hard to design such a sunny avenue that curves into the dynasty for the old man.

"How did the beggar Fanhuazi achieve political success?"

Old Fu had an expression on his face that you thought I was a fool.

"Who said that beggars can't make political achievements? No, it's like there are [-] beggars in the capital. If you can turn these [-] beggars into [-] within a year, isn't that a political achievement?"

Jia Liu said that the beggars' federation he plans to establish is a huge organization, not only in the capital, but has branches all over the country.

That is, there are upper-level leaders, middle-level organizations, and grass-roots team structures.

The organizational system is still quite tight.

According to preliminary estimates, the total number of beggars in the Qing Dynasty, including refugees, should be around 3000 to 1000 million. Excluding the old, weak, sick and disabled, there are at least [-] million young and strong beggars.

Therefore, as long as the old rich is willing to do it, he will immediately become the boss of 1000 million young and strong.

"With 1000 million young men with complete hands and feet, what concept do you think? Damn, if they didn't insist on making me emperor, I would have joined the beggar gang as the leader."

Jia Liu laughed at what he said, and casually gave Lao Fu another big piece of fat.

"Don't be like this, it's not like you don't know about my three highs."

Old Fu put the big piece of fat meat back into Liu Zi's bowl, then frowned and said: "The emperor means to let the beggars in the world go back to their hometowns to farm, and not come out to embarrass the court? If this is the case, why bother?" What kind of federation do you want, just let the local repatriation directly."

Ideological work is still effective, you see, the name of the old rich has changed.

Jia Liu shook his head and said, "Brother doesn't understand, no matter how the place repatriates, beggars will never disappear."

"why?"

Old Fu doesn't quite understand that there are still things that the government can't handle in this world.

"Beggars will resist what the government does, but if they are called and mobilized by their own leaders, beggars will listen. This is the difference between inside and outside, and the speech of our own people is different from that of outsiders."

What Jia Liu said is the truth. There are many things that the government can do, but this is the reason why it is finally done by non-governmental organizations.

People are naturally resistant to the ruling class.

Then he pointed out the fact that as long as there are poor people in the world, there will always be beggars.

Except for a few lazy people, most beggars were just refugees at the beginning, they couldn’t make a living in their hometown and had to come out to beg for food. After a long time, they gradually became beggars, instead of wanting to leave their hometown to beg outside and be looked down upon of.

Then why can't they survive in their hometown?
Does Jia Liu still use the answer?

Either they lost their land, or they couldn't afford exorbitant taxes, or they were oppressed by others, or they couldn't get along in their poor hometown.

Therefore, if we want there to be no beggars in the world, we must solve the root problem—poverty.

Old Fu rolled his eyes without even thinking about it: "I said, Your Majesty, do you think highly of me?"

The implication is that no one has been able to solve the problem of poverty for thousands of years, and he, Zhang Jia, is not a supernatural being, so how can he solve this problem.

It must be a good thing to let there be no beggars in the world, and it is also what Confucianism calls a world of great harmony. The problem is that it cannot be done.

Jia Liu thought it could be done.

Because the disease of poverty is a specific disease, there are different definitions and understandings of poverty in different periods.

For example, in his previous life, he earned thousands of dollars a month to support his family, so he could be called poor.

But is this poor man comparable to the poor man hundreds of years ago?

The poor in this era cannot eat two meals of meat a year!

But the poor a few hundred years later will be able to eat meat every meal.

Buy less for a meal, two or thirty yuan, and only a few hundred yuan a month.

Therefore, the definition of poverty is different in different eras.

What Jia Liu wants to solve is the poverty of this era, which is relatively easy, so he told the old rich beggars that there are three main tasks in the future.

The first task is to organize young beggars who are willing to support themselves with their hands to leave the customs, and develop fertile fields outside the customs on a large scale.

In this way, beggars without land can have their own permanent property, and they can also create taxes for the court, and make the outside of the pass another stable granary for the Qing Dynasty.

It's the same meaning as the landless Han people in the Yongping area who were secretly released from Shanhaiguan to go out to discuss life.

"The ancestral system prohibits Han people from leaving the customs,"

Lao Fu said this subconsciously, and then suddenly thought of something, and didn't say another word.

Because the foundation of this ancestral system is the Eight Banners.

Now, are there still Eight Banners?

The Eight Banners officers and soldiers who can fight, are bloody and loyal, are all floating behind Guizi Liu.

Otherwise, tens of thousands of Anguo soldiers would surrender without firing a single shot?

Ji Xiaolan, that bastard, can unscrupulously engage in collusion in Beijing, catching him and Mr. Se by surprise?
Let the Han people leave the customs as soon as they leave the customs. Anyway, this Qing Dynasty is not his old rich Zhang Jia.

To be honest, the fertile fields outside the customs are empty and grassy, ​​which is indeed a bit unconscionable.

It is not a problem to resettle millions of people.

Jia Liu pointed out that the second mission of the beggar gang is to send industrial workers to Tianjin's industrial parks, with its industrial chain that will surely blossom everywhere.

"My brother has also read my diary, and I know that I have been engaged in industry and overseas trade in Zhili, and now I have some foundations. This year, I may officially open trade with Western countries. As long as it is activated, the industry will definitely make great strides forward. Maybe in three or five years we will have a small train in the Qing Dynasty, and electricity will be connected to the Forbidden City. If you want to see me, you may not have to come here in person, just call me and say hello."

All these things described by Jia Liu are written in his diary, which can be realized in recent years, because the hardware foundation of many things has already been obtained by foreigners, and the software is the direction of development, the theoretical things such as physical and chemical principles, At any rate, he has received a higher education. If he can't do anything else, he can still point out the lights and telephones.

Once the behemoth of industry starts, it will inevitably require more than tens of millions of industrial workers.

If he wants to avoid the cannibalism of his old cousin in England, Jia Liu must first make use of the "idle population" in the country.

Beggars and refugees are this idle population.

When industrialization has reached a scale and become a general trend, and can provide a stable financial source for the country, it can feed back agriculture.

With tens of millions of industrial population, China can once again beat the great powers.

Of course, all these require Jia Liu to slowly explore and adjust in the process of promoting the country to move forward. It requires the cooperation of several departments to formulate policies, which cannot be handled by him alone.

He can only formulate a direction and ask everyone to march in this direction.

If you don't follow him, let them go.

The third task is to organize beggars to participate in various civil projects.

This area also requires a huge population.

But Jia Liu didn't want this to affect the current agricultural system. After all, large-scale expropriation of people to build roads and bridges has never been a virtuous policy, and it is easy to cause some problems.

Therefore, it is also necessary to use the idle population.

"Brother, as long as he can complete two of these three tasks, or even one, it will be a merit for the future and benefit the present. When he returns to the court, I will not hesitate to reward you with the prince!"

Jia Liu is drawing big cakes again.

Old Fu was thoughtful, and then muttered: "Why do I feel that the emperor wants me to be a trafficker?"

Jia Liu waved his hand: "Don't say that, the imperial court distributes the money, and you, the president of the union, also get a commission."

"You should have said it sooner."

Lao Fu is not so conflicted.

Because if Guizi Liu's request is followed, he seems to have a lot of money to fish for.

Jia Liu struck while the iron was hot, and gave Lao Fu a bargaining chip that he couldn't refuse.

It is to allow him, the gang leader, to organize members to go to sea to participate in maritime trade while doing his job well, and he, the emperor, can privately sponsor their ships.

No matter what kind of business, whichever comes with the fastest money, do it.

Old Fu snorted slightly: "What's so good about doing business, I might as well grab it."

When I looked up again, I found that the six sages on the opposite side were looking at him with the expression that you finally realized.

"Brother, sooner or later, you will thank my eight generations of ancestors! Really, as long as you open your mind and do it boldly, in the future you will be Zhang Jiafeile, DuPont Fuller Hun, Morgan Old Rich, California Consortium, Texas Gun O Elector, my old brother!"

Jia Liuyue became more excited as he spoke, spit on Lao Fu's face, and then slapped Lao Fu's shoulder heavily: "Work hard, the next emperor will choose you!"

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Old Fu opened his mouth wide when he said this, and poohed angrily for a long time: "I believe you!"

Jia Liu was laughing there.

Old Fu looked at the iron plate repeatedly, and finally asked: "Is it because I don't have a choice?"

"Theoretically, if you don't become the guild leader, I will buy you a ticket, and you can pack your things and go to Ninggu Pagoda."

Jia Liu's answer was very serious.

(End of this chapter)