Li Junwei just gave his nephew a sentence, but it finally proved that this sentence worked very well. After hearing this sentence, Li Jundu hugged his son and cried for a long time. In fact, Li Junwei asked his nephew to tell Li Jundu: Grandpa said to me, the person he is most sorry for is you.

But Li Junwei did not think that he was telling a lie. He was intimate with his father and knew that the strong man really felt sorry for his eldest son. However, his personality restricted him from saying this sentence, and speaking it through his grandson's mouth can be regarded as a small wish.

When Li Junwei plotted against his elder brother for his nephew's future, Li Junhua visited Fengyang City and met the person he was worried about, the last emperor of the Ming Dynasty, his uncle Zhu Youlang.

On the tenth anniversary of Li Junhua's registration, he gave the last round of pardons to the war criminals in the Changping War Criminal Management Office. After twenty years of transformation, there were only more than forty war criminals left in the war criminal management office at that time, most of them were dead and hard-working elements, and a few of them had special identities, including two emperors, Zhu Youlang, the last emperor of the Ming Dynasty, and Fulin, the emperor of the Qing Dynasty. Of course, Fulin became a monk for a long time and was known as the Serena Zen Master.

After the last pardon, Fulin, who had become a Zen Master in the Soul, chose to stay in the capital. He had already bid farewell to the world, and the six pure hearts of the Soul Master returned to the secular world again. He joined the literary and historical institutions located in Beijing, and participated in the compilation of the Qing Dynasty in the Ming Dynasty, especially the part he experienced in Shunzhi.

"He always quarrels with people about the gains and losses of the Shunzhi Dynasty. Whenever he quarrels, he always says to people: Those are my personal experiences when I was an emperor, and of course I will follow what I said. And the people there always teased him and said, "What is the study of history by you, the emperor! Although it is noisy, the people in the Wenshi Pavilion still respect the Zen masters very much. Moreover, the Zen master has studied Tibetan, and he can translate many Tibetan Buddhist scriptures. Even the people from the Religious Bureau will ask him for advice. Although the Zen master is no longer like the Zen master, his colorless life is very fulfilling, but he still can't let go of the fields he planted outside Changping City, and always hopes to comprehensively promote the work of wheat and high-yield crops in the north...."

The remaining deadly members were mainly Aisin Gioro and some of the Eight Banners Manchus, but they were all old and were about to die. Some people refused to admit their crimes until they died. For example, Soetu, some people regarded transformation as a kind of struggle against the empire and stubbornly held their own opinions with the last bit of faith. After the pardon, they were all dismissed back to their hometowns. Because most of them were Manchus, most of them returned to Hetura, but they found that on the land where the Manchus gathered, their lives were not as good as those in the Han people's "prisons". They had to endure all kinds of contempt and rolling eyes, and some even regarded them as enemies.

In the end, Lifanyuan purchased a farm in the countryside outside Jilin City to settle them. However, unexpectedly, these people's first job was to build walls, not city walls, but walls. They seemed to be accustomed to life in the walls and were unwilling to live in rural areas without walls. The original houses and living facilities were rebuilt or renovated, and they did not have a single one or a room, but continued to live a collective dormitory, getting up on time every day, washing, exercising and eating breakfast. The habits formed by the twenty-year transformation career have been immersed in the bone marrow, so it is difficult to live a stable life without this lifestyle.

".........They did not cause any changes. They were doing what they had been doing in the walls they built for the past twenty years, picking, or picking in the eggs. They liked to collect all newspapers, make newspaper clippings, and then hold meetings to discuss, and select negative news about the empire's miserable life, corrupt officials rampant, military and other things. All of this was exactly the same as when they were in the management office.

Flood or drought, locust plague will be interpreted by them as the emperor's deviance, and rebellion in the border areas will be regarded as the vassal state and the people's hearts. Occasionally, when the empire wiped out cult groups such as the White Lotus Sect, they will also regard it as the instability of the imperial internal affairs......

Even more interesting is that at the end of last year, they passed the Jilin Appeasement Zone. The Lifanyuan specially submitted a memorial to the emperor, denying the emperor's incompetence in governance and saying something that was not as good as before. The emperor asked people, but these people did not answer positively, and they spent money to bribe the old farmers who gave him food. They knew that when they were in the war criminal management office, according to the rules, the emperor would give live pigs, live sheep and other New Year goods as rewards at the end of each year. This was the one that the Supreme Emperor had in those years. Since they were pardoned, they had no rewards for two years. They regarded them as the emperor's incompetence. However, they did not think that they were no longer war criminals in the transformation and no such policy had been gone. However, the people sent by the Lifanyuan could not explain clearly. In the end, they sent two fat pigs to get the comment that "It is great to know the mistakes that can improve."

In the medicine house in Fengyang City, Li Junhua dressed in a civilian dress and sat on a chair and chatted with his uncle. Knowing that his uncle liked to hear stories from his past "colleagues", Li Junhua said a lot. Not only Zhu Youlang listened with relish, but even the people who were seeing a doctor felt it interesting, as if they were telling interesting stories. These people who had been through more than 20 years of stable life seemed to have forgotten the hatred of the past, or there was no need to grit their teeth.

After Zhu Youlang was pardoned and left Changping, he did not choose to stay in the capital, nor did he go to Shenjing to enjoy his fortune according to the arrangements of the empress dowager. Instead, he returned to Fengyang, which was not his hometown. Zhu Ming's ancestors, opened a Qingtian Medicine House and became a doctor who was in charge of the clinic. Dr. Zhu also became a well-known figure in Fengyang City. He was kind and had excellent medical skills, and had great medical ethics.

When he was a puppet emperor, Zhu Youlang liked to read and compile books. After reasoning, he should have entered the Literature and History Pavilion to study history, but he did not. During the days of transformation, Zhu Youlang had two hobbies, planting flowers and grass to cultivate one's own character, prescribe prescriptions and medicine to help the people and save the world. Especially when studying medicine, many people in the management office understood this, so they learned a lot from others. He also searched for medical books and learned some by himself. Medicine is also the common hobby of him and his friend Zen Master Wuse. However, after being pardoned, the two embarked on different paths.

"Okay, my neighbors, let's be here today. This is my nephew. I'm here. I won't be in the clinic today. Let's come again tomorrow." Zhu Youlang took the needle and said to everyone. In fact, he had said this several times. He selected some patients who had to see the same day. The villagers did not leave, but instead gathered more and more. First, they wanted to see what kind of people Dr. Zhu's relatives were, and second, they were also attractive to Li Junhua's story.

Li Junhua also quickly shut up and helped his uncle clean up the things on the table. The crowd dispersed without any desire. After closing the door, Zhu Youlang asked: "What do you want to eat today? There are still vegetables in the kitchen. Can you cook?"

"Only not." Li Junhua said.

"It's still the pedantic temperament of a gentleman who is far away from the kitchen, and he can't change it." Zhu Youlang said, rolling up his sleeves and preparing to start cooking. Li Junhua said: "Uncle, I've already ordered dishes in the restaurant, so I don't have to work hard."

Zhu Youlang had developed a kind-hearted temperament long ago, so he sat down and said with a smile: "Well, it's not my money anyway. I've eaten your meal for twenty years in vain. It's okay to have another meal today."

"Actually, my mother still wants you to go to Shenjing. She has already settled down. Can't you also be able to cure diseases and save people there?" Li Junhua asked.

Zhu Youlang said, "Shenjing is wet, and I have poor joints, so don't go. After this period, I am going to Beijing and meet the Master Wuse. A few days ago, I communicated with him. No one listened to him when he spoke in the Wenshi Pavilion. Some time ago, I still need to testify about the old things. I didn't want to get involved in this kind of trouble, but after all, I am an old friend, and it is impossible to say if I don't help.

If your mother misses me, she will write to me. Writing a letter is useless. It would be fine if she comes to Fengyang to take a look. There have never been many rules in the new dynasty. Didn’t your father often leave the palace and travel around Jiangsu and Zhejiang, and would go to West Lake to see the scenery and Suzhou to enjoy the moon every year?"

"I have advised you too, but it's useless." Li Junhua shook his head and said again: "This time, I turned north after going north. One is to see my uncle, and the other is to see the Huaihe River project."

"You came to me to ask me about the current problems," Zhu Youlang said.

Li Junhua nodded, and Zhu Youlang said, "If I tell you, can you do me a favor?"

"Uncle, what's the matter? Just give me instructions." Li Junhua responded with a smile.

Zhu Youlang said, "Can you ask me to go to the palace in the name of the emperor? You will say you will be diagnosed with your illness."

"Why is this?" Li Junhua asked.

Zhu Youlang did not answer, but asked Li Junhua whether to do it or not. Naturally, Li Junhua had no words and ordered people to go to the palace to get the clothes and prepare the ceremonial guard. The meals delivered by the restaurant were also distributed to the neighbors. Soon, a servant came to announce the order, brought the carriage, and took Doctor Zhu from Qingtian Medicine House to the palace, which made people around him look at him sideways.

Li Junhua asked someone to inquire, so he knew that Zhu Youlang is very famous in Fengyang City, but his peers are inferior to each other. After all, Dr. Zhu's medical skills are not a family inheritance or a disciple. They mainly come from self-exploration and selection of hundreds of schools. The doctors in Fengyang say that everyone is looking for Dr. Zhu to see a doctor because he does not charge money or has little money, rather than being superb in medical skills. Although Zhu Youlang has a gentle personality, this is a joke about what he has learned throughout his life. He is very unhappy. He was ordered to go to the palace for treatment and even the royal family trusts him, so his medical skills are naturally excellent.

Moreover, Zhu Youlang is old and has started writing books. He naturally needs a good reputation for inheriting medical skills. He doesn't want to fight for hype, nor does he have this brain. Now he uses his nephew who is the emperor, which is his biggest fucking.

When Zhu Youlang arrived at the palace, he did not hide it. He explained his experiences and hearings in Fengyang over the years. Especially when he was digging the Huaihe River and the sea route into northern Jiangsu, he recruited millions of migrant workers from Anhui and Jiangsu provinces. Zhu Youlang also conducted free medical consultations in the labor camp as a doctor, so what he knew was naturally more detailed.

Although the Huaihe River control project has reached its beginning and end, during which Li Junhua ordered various legal and inspection agencies and even the Security Bureau to supervise and investigate and deal with a group of corrupt and dereliction of duty, this kind of matter cannot be found out and cleaned up. In Zhu Youlang's mouth, Li Junhua learned more about the inside story.

But no matter what, the Huaihe River management project was very smooth, and generally achieved the original goal. The northern Jiangsu seaport not only gave the Huaihe River its own seaport, but also became the main irrigation canal for agriculture in northern Jiangsu, making great contributions to the planting and promotion of two economic crops in northern Jiangsu, especially cotton and peanuts.

After the Huaihe River has its own sea access channel, the Yellow River also changed its route and entered the sea from Shandong. Since then, the Yellow River water no longer erodes the lower reaches of the Huaihe River. Although the canals in the north gradually lost their shipping function, the canals in the south, especially in Jiangsu, have rejuvenated youth. More importantly, the central Suzhou area finally has no sword of Damocles hanging on its head, and can develop with confidence.

In the past, the Yellow River seized the Huai River into the sea, and the Ming Dynasty's policy mistakes in countering the rivers, the result was that the central Suzhou region was abandoned and allowed the Yellow River to divert the route and silt and sediment were settled, resulting in the inability of agriculture in most areas of central Suzhou to develop. Often, as soon as the farmland was established, the Yellow River was diverted and all efforts were wiped out.

But now it's better. The Yellow River has entered the sea from Shandong, and the Huai River has been basically tamed. There is no threat of river water in central Suzhou, and it can be reclaimed and developed safely.

"It's just that the Ming Dynasty's ancestral tomb that sinks to the bottom of the water cannot be realized. I have asked some officials in water conservancy that it is difficult to achieve this. It is necessary to carry out large-scale transformation of lakes and Huaihe River. The local people said that unless a drought occurs once in a century, it will be difficult to realize the world.
Chapter completed!