The Emperor was furious.
"I heard that a gentry rebelled and broke through the county seat, and the county magistrate was captured, but he refused to surrender and was martyred."
The consumption of the Immortal Residence is not low, according to Fang Xing's advice to Mo Chou back then, he took the middle and upper route, so the dining is either rich or expensive, at least not poor and sour.
"It's all dizzy, the world is stable, there is no sound of horses' hooves in the north, there are no more pirates in the south, even those Taisi have been defeated, why do those gentry rebel?"
A black and fat businessman said unscrupulously in the lobby: "I think it's all because of the lack of people's hearts, and I feel that it is appropriate to steal the taxes of the court in the past, and even Your Majesty can't get them back, which shows that their courage is so great that even Your Majesty doesn't pay attention to it." ” When it was lunchtime, seventy percent of the diners sat in the lobby, most of them merchants, but there was a table that looked like a reader.
"But isn't it, back then, Xing Hebo said that if they were given a chance, maybe the dynasty would change the next day."
"Shhhh Silence!
Beware of the people in the East Factory. ” The merchant was reminded by his companion, and was shocked into a cold sweat, and quickly sat down and looked around.
The face of the reader at the table turned red, and someone got up and said, "Then Guo Hou is crazy, what does it have to do with us?"
There were martial artists who rebelled in the past, so are all martial artists rebellious?
” This made sense, but someone behind them muttered: "No matter how arrogant the warriors are, they haven't heard of hundreds of rebellions, right?"
” "Nonsense!"
The scholar turned around on the spot and shouted, "Martial artists are vulgar, how can they be with us?
” This is a habitual word, I guess I haven't even touched my brain, and I regret it after saying this.
Nowadays, the status of the Ming warriors is not so low, and the martial arts continue to send students to various departments, and the current Ming army has gradually shown some signs of elite, and the discipline is more stringent.
Therefore, it is taboo to say that martial artists are vulgar.
The lobby was quiet, and the younger brother stood behind the counter, looking at the two men who occupied a table on the left and drank with their heads down.
The two of them are from Dongchang, and they know the rules very well, and they visited the door for the first time, and they only said that they borrowed the fairy house to find out the news.
The younger brother wanted to refuse at that time, but Mo Chou asked someone to ask the Fang family, and the result was that an agreement was reached: the Immortal Residence provided them with a venue, and the cost of their meal was calculated according to seventy percent.
This can be regarded as a great joy, it is said that Anlun said in the East Factory that Mo Chou is very good at doing things, much better than some people.
The so-called certain people naturally refer to Fang Xing.
The two men stopped with their glasses, one glanced at the scholar, and then clinked glasses with his companion.
The merchant who spoke earlier was agitated by these words, and got up again and said, "What vulgarity?
Someone said that the gentry are not beneficial to the country, they are just rice worms that make dung, but the warriors can still protect their families and defend the country, what can you do?
” This is a bit vicious, and the metaphor of the rice worm that makes dung comes from Fang Xing, so those readers are annoyed, but they know that this is a restaurant opened by Fang Xing's concubine, so they don't dare to argue unscrupulously.
But that momentum is not so easy to dissipate, everyone starts to eat again, and those who read are depressed, so it is inevitable to raise their glasses frequently.
After almost getting a little drunk, a scholar said: "Master Huo is good, but if you have to clean up the fields, how can these disasters come about!"
” Although the merchants were happy to see the gentry being suppressed, they finally felt a little meaningless about the situation.
Many people thought that clearing the fields and suppressing the gentry was an eventful move.
The Ming Dynasty is rich all over the world, so what if they occupy it, it's a big deal to emigrate those farmers who can't survive to overseas when the time comes.
The population will increase, and the fields in the Central Plains will become more and more valuable, this is the consensus of 'people of insight', so the land is now encroached upon, just so that the descendants can hold the wealth that continues to appreciate.
Wealth is everyone's pursuit, and as for the rest, it can only be put aside for the time being.
The lobby gradually fell silent, except for the sound of chopsticks touching dishes and teeth chewing food. …… "Let's do it!"
Xie Jin came back, and he was sweating profusely, which was a rare joy in these years.
Huang Zhong quickly got him a towel and made tea.
"Mr.
Xie doesn't need to be anxious, Uncle said in the letter that it is time to move in the south, otherwise after the industry and commerce are booming, those gentry will merge into it, and when the time comes, it will become a cancer."
Xie Jin put down the towel, took a sip of the teacup, and said comfortably: "Didn't he say before that he would guide those gentry to go into business and open workshops?"
Why don't you want to?
It is necessary to know that politicians must have determination, and the most taboo thing is to think about this today, think about that tomorrow, and in the end nothing will be achieved. ” Huang Zhong took out a letter and handed it to Xie Jin, Xie Jin read it slowly, and said: "The household registration should be slowly integrated, and the gentry should also slowly let go and let them support themselves."
Preferential treatment is given, and sooner or later these preferential treatment will become cages, which not only bind those gentry, but also bind Daming, good insights!
” …… "Xing Hebo said that the gentry used to think that they were helping the court to govern the people, but there are already some rumors in the court, and the number of officials in various places will gradually increase in the future, what does this mean?"
Cao Jin didn't like this kind of role, after Cao An stood firm in Guozijian, he hoped to live in his old age, and then watch the turmoil outside gradually grow old and die.
But the energetic Fang Xing stirred up the storm in the south and brought him in.
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He is grateful to Fang Xing, and Cao An and Fang Xing have these fateful methods, and there may be some unexpected gains in the future.
That's why he's running around with a handful of old bones.
He felt that he would fall in ten days at most, and then he would wake up and come to visit, and he would entrust Cao An to the past, and finally die peacefully.
But he found that he was getting more and more energetic, and his voice was getting louder and louder.
A group of scholars listened carefully, they were all victims of this clean-up operation, and a lot of land was taken away.
Cao Jin sat upright, his waist straight, "The gentry assisting the government in the management is not justifiable, and in the future, the officials will be in charge, the old man asked, where did the gentry go at that time?"
” The lobby was hot, and the younger he was, the more he sweated, but Cao Jin's forehead was only slightly wet.
He saw that these scholars were all pondering, so he continued to agitate: "At that time, if you are a jinshi, you can naturally become an official, but only one of ten million people can be selected, so what will the rest do?"
Sitting and eating empty?
Who has the financial resources?
If there is, the old man thinks that it is better to go into business, so that he can leave more money for his children and grandchildren. ” There is nothing high-sounding in his words, but a very simple truth, which directly analyzes the future path of the reader, which is convincing.
These readers are very confused, and Cao Jin has been very active recently, and his relationship with Fang Xing has a bit of fate, so after he summoned it, many people came.
"You can't figure out why you want to clean it up, but what should those people think?"
Cao Jin knew Fang Xing's attitude towards Confucianism, and when he saw that these scholars were confused, he threw a hammer.
"Xing Hebo said, the four people of the world are His Majesty's people, there is no high or low, there is now, it will slowly get closer in the future, and finally ......
No. ” Fang Xing didn't say this to Cao An when he said this. - In the end, there will definitely be high and low, but the goal of the DPRK and China should be to constantly close the distance between these people.
Constantly, this shows that Fang Xing understands human nature and human hearts very well, and knows that the Peach Blossom Land is just a conjecture and cannot be taken seriously.
That's why the Ming Dynasty needed a strong and powerful emperor, otherwise those officials would ignore these distances.
Cao Jin sighed slightly in his heart, and finally said: "Xing Hebo also said that we have to find our own work in the future, otherwise we can afford to support the people?"
” The gentry class is really supported by all the people, but what does it return?
Someone said, "I can't afford it, but I have to give it a way to live." ” "Survive!"
Cao Jin remembered Fang Xing's words, so he smiled bitterly: "In the future, the DPRK and China will promote education, and there will be many gentlemen, and there will be many people who have studied in many places, so I am afraid that the scholars will not be able to make this face!"
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