Chapter 510: If you win, you will counterattack and count, if you lose, you will hold a grudge
"Superficial." Zhu Yijun smiled and cursed, and took Zhu Yiliu to Taibai Tower. Whether he liked it or not, Zhu Yijun had to take Zhu Yiliu around, and It was not for any political purpose, but because he was afraid that Zhu Yixi would destroy his body.
What’s so good about beauties from all over the world? I don’t know what Zhu Yixi’s point is in messing with those beauties from all over the world every day in the palace.
Watching literati quarrel is not as interesting as watching warriors wrestling, Zhu Yili thinks so, Zhu Yijun thinks Zhu Yili is right!
If he were not the emperor, he would be too lazy to deal with these literati debating scriptures. How could there be anything interesting like playing drums in the side hall of Wenhua Palace?
The steam engine, with a arrogant attitude, is like a dragon opening a ravine (Dulu: the ravine where the dragon is born). In the peaceful small-scale peasant economy, it dominates the situation and tears the lies of the small-scale peasant economy to pieces. The small-scale peasant economy This is not a paradise where chickens and dogs meet each other at all, but a natural disaster that may displace everyone and destroy a fragile economy.
Not fragile, that is, the rural sages and gentry with three years of stock will not be defeated by natural disasters, not the common people.
Eighty percent of the people are in extreme poverty, and even more than 98% are in the countryside. Before the census of Dingkou, Zhu Yijun could not imagine that the Ming Dynasty had reached this point. There were only 100 million people in the Ming Dynasty. Ding, however, controlled almost all the land suitable for farming in East Asia. Qingzhang and Daming had nearly 800 million acres of land, and there were 150 million acres of land overseas.
In this situation, the people of the Ming Dynasty did not have enough to eat. When encountering wind, frost, rain and snow, they would go hungry and wait for the weather to clear up.
What can Zhu Yijun do as the emperor? You can only do it to death if you can't do it.
The output of the land is limited and unstable, but the work of the steam engine is not. The speed of material production in the Ming Dynasty will be greatly improved. In the 19th year of Yongle, the Ming Dynasty had a total of 700,000 horses. This was what the Ming Dynasty was able to conquer at that time. Mobei's confidence, and now, the Daming steam engine, a magical machine with equivalent horsepower, is booming.
An iron horse is also a horse.
Even Ming Gong will be furious about how to allocate this new productivity. Precision manufacturing is changing everyone's perception little by little.
When Zhu Yijun came to Taibai Tower, Wang Qian had been waiting for a long time. He was not qualified to go to the study room of Tonghe Palace to meet the emperor, so he could only meet the emperor by chance during such a great time. Seeing the emperor's appearance, Wang Qian immediately took his majesty to the Tianzihao box, which was in a perfect location, where he had the best view of the excitement without being disturbed.
"Your Majesty, should we start telling a story?" Wang Qian was already eager to give it a try.
Zhu Yijun looked at Wang Qian and said angrily: "Your father came to the palace specifically to plead guilty for this matter. Can you save your father some trouble? Tell a story. You can tell the story casually. Worsted wool, Chuan Yin, and even the Jimo Zhang family have fallen apart. Even if history is always a ruthless victory over brainless people, they cannot wave the sickle at will."
Wang Qian looked slightly depressed. , he muttered: "If Your Majesty doesn't tell the story of the steam engine, the dealers will tell it. Instead of letting them tell it, it's better for Your Majesty to tell it. At least the story Your Majesty tells is true and the dealer's story is false."
Wang Qian’s fallacies always have some truth. For example, Zhu Yijun was deeply touched by the saying that good things do not circulate. The 16-horsepower steam engine is a typical proof and will not be sold at all. , it’s all internal digestion, and even internal strife.
And Wang Qian’s fallacy this time also has some truth, that is, these speculators, these bookmakers, they always lie to people, but His Majesty’s stories never lie to people, this is what the trading industry The one thing that is almost non-existent is certainty.
This is the reason why Wang Qian kept making noises and even went so far as to hunt down San Tiao Street with his own father. Wang Qian also wanted to invite His Majesty to sit in the throne room, just like the Ming Dynasty court often went to Xishan to invite you to live there. Just like our ancestors, the trading industry, a chasm between the evils of human nature, a place full of deceit and greed, is in great need of this kind of certainty.
"I know what you mean." Zhu Yijun said with a slight embarrassment: "Then Wang Yushi will tell you, there is a saying on the wall of the Imperial Palace of Furniture, he who practices it is just faithful."
"Yes! "Wang Qian immediately cheered, clenched his fist hard, and waved it twice vigorously. The story of the worsted woolen cloth was told by Wang Qian. His Majesty gave clear instructions, no lying or deception.
If a trading house doesn’t lie or cheat, is it still a trading house? It can also be that practicing reality and seeking truth from facts is not a story, it is the development of productive forces, people changing nature, confidence, hope and the future.
Zhu Yijun was waiting for the opening, but everyone arrived, including Gu Gongxie. However, Lin Fucheng hadn’t come yet. He was always late. When he held a discussion at Dajue Temple in Xishan for the first time, Lin Fucheng was the one who arrived late.
Today, Lin Fucheng was late again.
"Master Lin always likes to whet people's appetites." Zhu Yijun unscrewed his glass. The glass was crystal clear, but in fact you could still see a little bit of green. Even if the quartz mines in Daming were Even after magnetic separation, the iron still cannot be removed, and the glass produced is more or less green.
Glass is not ceramic or jade because it is not wear-resistant.
Lin Fucheng is very, very good at packaging himself. He always raises his own value through other people's requests, being late on purpose, etc., making people think that someone who asks for something like this must be very powerful.
The greater Lin Fucheng’s fame, the more Wang Qian and Zhu Yijun earned. Public opinion swayed political orders. This happened again and again in the Ming Dynasty. Now, the Ming Emperor controls part of Guangde Bookstore, which can be regarded as a cultivation His own mouthpiece has been stolen, and it would be beneath his dignity for the Ministry of Rites to personally engage in a fight.
Soon, Master Lin walked onto the stage. Everyone stared at Lin Fucheng on the stage with their eyes wide open. Master Lin is usually known for his simplicity. Although his clothes are very clean, He rarely looks like he does now, with the word "nouveau riche" written all over his body.
He wears a shining golden Confucian crown on his head. The crown is made of silk and satin. The body is made of silk and satin. Everything is complete. The patch is woven with Su embroidery gold thread. Around his waist is a belt with a silver gold buckle. The belt is There is a circle of jade hanging on it, and he is holding a folding fan in his hand. If you look closely, it is a fan bone made of golden nanmu.
Extreme luxury.
“Master Lin is one of the few with three to five thousand taels of silver in his outfit.” Zhu Yijun’s mouth twitched. In his impression, Lin Fucheng didn’t seem to be such a coquettish person, but now, he is showing off openly appeared here.
Today’s job was a good one. From the moment I appeared on the stage, four words were written all over my body: coquettish bitch.
“More than three thousand four hundred silver, I gave it to him.” Wang Qian shook his head and said, “I don’t know what he is going to do.”
“Thank you all for coming today, Lin. It's a great honor. Lin is no longer what he used to be. With the help of noble people, he can finally have a luxury. Brother Gu, you are well." Lin Fucheng greeted everyone politely, including his opponent Gu Gongxie. .
"Brother Gu, I had a fierce battle with pen and ink on this newspaper. Lin was not talented, but he was slightly better, but he still felt that he still had more to say. Brother Gu kindly invited me, so naturally I would not avoid it. No, let's talk about luxury today." Lin Fucheng gave a brief introduction to the spectators who came to watch the excitement but didn't know why.
Gu Gongxie advocates advocating extravagance and competing for extravagance, while Lin Fucheng advocates restraining extravagance and prohibiting extravagance.
“I wonder why Master Lin is so dressed up to attend?” Gu Gongxie was a little confused. According to Lin Fucheng’s previous sharp views, he did not advocate luxury, but today’s appearance is really weird. Lin Fucheng He is wearing the annual income of dozens of middle-class families.
Is it possible that Lin Fucheng is the kind of cheap Confucian who knows and does one thing, saying one thing but thinking another?
"I know I have repented. Brother Gu is right. It's better to be extravagant. It's better to be extravagant." Lin Fucheng said quite relieved: "You can really enjoy a wicked life if you put down your personal qualities. I am not the same now." Compared with the past, with the help of the prince and prince, why should I wrong myself?"
"This crown is 200 taels of silver, this pair of shoes is 400 taels of silver, and this dress is 1,200 taels of silver. See my hand. Are there two duck eggs here? Cuisheng is harder than jade, more transparent and softer than jade. This pair costs 1,300 silver."
Lin Fucheng's words caused everyone to exclaim. , Lin Fucheng had been playing with two emerald green pieces since entering the venue. Only now did everyone see clearly that they were Cuisheng jade, that is, jade, which has been popular in the capital recently.
“I lent him 1,300 silver? He couldn’t buy it even with 13,000 silver.” Zhu Yijun held his forehead, the name of this pair of duck eggs is Jade Gourd with Carved Chilong Pattern, this thing There is no price. It is a royal object for the palace. It is a gift from the Duke of Guizhou to the capital. It cannot be obtained with just money.
"Shangshe is so good!" Lin Fucheng leaned on the back of his chair and directly confused Gu Gongxie.
What is this all about? Today was supposed to be a gathering, it was supposed to be a war of words, but the result was not good. Lin Fucheng simply admitted defeat without mentioning it, and even managed to behave like this. It was simply catching people off guard.
Lin Fucheng carefully placed the duck eggs. This thing was a borrowed prop. It had to be returned intact. If it really fell, Lin Fucheng couldn't afford to pay for it even if he sold it. Shaking his fan, he said cheerfully: "Brother Gu said before that if there is luxury for millions of people, there will be livelihood for millions of people. If you want to change the luxury of millions of people and return to simplicity, you will definitely make millions of people live in poverty." Livelihood is almost at an end, and the flow of profits and losses between heaven and earth is an irreversible situation. "
"If the customs are too extravagant, it will be difficult for the small people to make a living, and the elders will be governed by the extravagances of the customs. Is it okay to just talk about restraining extravagance and prohibiting extravagance without working hard? "
Gu Gongxie was a little dumb. These were all what he wanted to say, but they were all taken away by Lin Fucheng! Today’s gathering is full of weirdness!
“That’s what I said!” Gu Gongxie said immediately: “What advice does Master Lin have?”
Lin Fucheng waved his hands repeatedly and said: "How dare you give me advice? Take this pair of green stones as an example. They come from the Xuanwei Department of Myanmar. Many people have never heard of the Xuanwei Department of Myanmar. The Xuanwei Department of Myanmar has the Xuanwei Department built in the 13th year of Yongle. Weisi City is surrounded by a moat, city walls, Xuanwei Si Yamen, etc. for twenty miles. The people there are fierce and fierce, and people make a living by logging and quarrying. "
"I don't know any poor guy who got the luck from the sky. A stone with emerald green stones was dug up in the mountain. The mine owner randomly scattered some flying money as a reward. The poor man left happily and gratefully. Then the stone was opened, and oh! It was full of emeralds. The mine owner knew that he had become rich! It’s unimaginable to make a fortune. The chieftain found out about this rare treasure. How could the chieftain let it go?”
“The mine owner could only bite it into pieces with his teeth and swallow it. The jadeite was given to the chieftain, who sold it to the Jia merchants in Tengchong. The Jia merchants knew that Huaibi was guilty, so they returned to Yunnan with the jadeite and found a master to carve it. I took the exotic treasure and prepared to run away, but unexpectedly, the merchants of the Jia family were prepared, and the master was killed."
"Man Cui's exotic treasures flowed into the capital, but no one knew the goods well, and they were eventually killed by me. I bought it for 1,300 silver."
After hearing this, Zhu Yijun sneered. Lin Fucheng was just talking nonsense. This was a chieftain from Burma who was given to the government of Guizhou and finally sent to the capital. The interior is carved by craftsmen.
Lin Fucheng said sincerely: "Look, I got this rare treasure full of green. During the whole process, there were kiln miners, mine owners, chieftains, merchants, and carvers. What I have in me is Is there the labor of thousands of people behind each piece? This is the principle of luxury for one person and livelihood for millions of people! "
"That's it." Gu Gongxie didn't understand at all. What are you going to do? If you admit defeat, why come here? He just shied away from being sick, and everyone knew that he had given up. As for buying such an outfit that he couldn't wear on a daily basis, was it specifically to prove that Gu Gongxie's point of view was right?
The words spoken out, the water poured out, Lin Fucheng was breaking his own words.
Weird.
This is not the feeling of Gu Gongxie alone. Everyone who came here felt the absurdity sincerely. How many people's blood and tears were behind these two duck eggs? The impoverished people who built the mountain, the mine owner who shivered under the chieftain, the master carver who even lost his life, and the bloody storm all the way to Beijing. Needless to say, these two extremely valuable duck eggs must have countless people. of blood and tears.
Just like those silks.
"I entered the city yesterday and came back with tears streaming down my face. Those who are covered with silken clothes are not silkworm raisers." Zhu Yijun thought of a poem and frowned, guessing that Lin Fucheng wanted to use a bloody example to tell the story Everyone, the cruelty in this process. Lin Fucheng did not make people confused, and said with a smile: "Brother Gu's point of view and my point of view are actually the same. They are both for the sake of the livelihood of these tens of millions of people, right."
"Really?" Gu Gongxie asked tentatively. It seemed that he had won a great victory in this gathering, but he always felt that there were traps everywhere.
Lin Fucheng shook the fan again and said, "I'm asking you, why are you asking me."
"Right." Gu Gongxie finally gave an affirmative answer.
Lin Fucheng finally saw the situation and asked: "What about the Xishan Coal Bureau, Yongding Yongsheng Woolen Official Factory, the five major shipyards, hundreds of weaving workshops, cotton spinning workshops, Suiyuan Are the 72,000 craftsmen on Chidao the livelihood of tens of millions of people? This must be the case. There are now 250,000 workers and engineers in the Ming Dynasty. This is truly the livelihood of tens of thousands of people. "
Gu Gongxie said bravely: "Of course it is the livelihood of tens of millions of people. What we are discussing is luxury, not the construction of engineering regiments and government factories. Master Lin, it is better not to change the subject. "
"This is very important!" Lin Fucheng stood up and said loudly: "This green stone is a luxury for the wealthy and powerful, then firewood, food, clothing, housing and transportation are a luxury for most people!"
< br>Now that Lin Fucheng is here, he naturally has his own opinions to express, rather than to satisfy Gu Gongxie. Although everyone is from Nanya, their opinions are different.
"This trick is that after I finish saying what you want to say, you will have nothing to say." Zhu Yijun leaned back in his chair and finally understood Lin Fucheng's logic of confrontation.
"Indeed." Zhu Yiyi also nodded and said: "Go the way you want to go, even if you have no way to go, Master Lin still has something, and Master Lin is still very good at quarreling. "
Lin Fucheng looked around at everyone present, then looked at Gu Gongxie and asked calmly: "If you are powerful and right, you can be luxurious. Can a poor coolie also be luxurious if you are powerful and right?" Freedom, then do poor coolies have luxurious freedom? "
"Yes... or not..." Gu Gongxie was sweating. He no longer knew how to answer, because all he had was. Whatever he wanted to say, Lin Fucheng said it in advance.
"Let me ask you." Lin Fucheng has already grasped the complete initiative.
Gu Gongxie had no choice but to bite the bullet and said: "Yes."
Lin Fucheng said sincerely: "That's it. If there is luxury for millions of people, there will be livelihood for millions of people. Everyone can choose their own livelihood, abolishing the status of slaves, strengthening the production relationship of personal dependence, and transforming into a free employment relationship, which is for the luxury of millions of people, the luxury of firewood, rice, oil, salt, clothing, housing and transportation.”
Gu Gongxie and Lin Fucheng. The dispute seems to be about the debate between advocating luxury and competing for luxury and curbing luxury, but in fact the core is the debate between the imperial court's abolition of humble slave status. Both of them know very well how to abolition around luxury. The most fundamental key is to clearly explain the advantages and disadvantages of being a slave.
There is no doubt that Lin Fucheng won a great victory and Gu Gongxie was defeated. The most important thing here is whether the poor coolies should be able to have the luxury of their own firewood, rice, oil, salt, food, clothing, housing and transportation. More straightforwardly, Let’s talk about whether poor people and coolies are a human problem.
Gu Gongxie dared to say today that the poor coolies are not worthy, and the poor coolies are not human beings. Tomorrow, the Caihuying and water bearers who deliver food to him will not deliver food and water to them. The scholar-bureaucrats can only do it themselves Take to the streets and become a laughingstock.
The censor of the Metropolitan Procuratorate was still carrying water on the street.
“I advocate the promotion of luxury, but not the competition for luxury. This is the main point of my discussion with you. If I do not advocate prohibiting luxury or suppressing luxury, I am suppressing demand. From a production point of view, this is completely It's not true, but the extravagance I advocate is that everyone in the Ming Dynasty has the right to pursue beauty, which is not consistent with the cruel expropriation you advocate. So in your eyes, I am talking about prohibiting luxury and suppressing luxury. Lin Fucheng looked at Gu Gongxie and said with a sad look on his face.
In his debates, Lin Fucheng never advocated curbing or banning extravagance. From a production perspective, this was a very stupid act. Wouldn't it be reducing demand?
It’s just that Lin Fucheng’s advocacy of luxury is completely in two directions from Gu Gongxie’s advocacy.
"You are afraid, what are you afraid of?" Lin Fucheng sat down again and looked at Gu Gongxie and asked calmly.
"Who is afraid? Who is afraid? It's nonsense. Let's talk when we get together. What are you afraid of? What are you talking about?" Gu Gongxie stood up suddenly, pointed at Lin Fucheng and said loudly, obviously The defense is broken.
Gu Gongxie came from a wealthy and noble family, known as the Gu family of Wu County. There were hundreds of servants in the family. Lin Fucheng was afraid of the word, and Gu Gongxie immediately became stressed, and all his politeness was torn apart. His true colors were revealed.
"It's normal to be afraid, and the court is also afraid. It's afraid that the poor and hardworking people will not have enough to eat, and they will rise up and all the heroes will rise up." Lin Fucheng said calmly: "Fear is never a shame. What are you afraid of? Are you afraid of those things? A poor coolie who has escaped from his lowly status is not fighting for his life, but fighting for his life."
"There are many powerful people, and they only need to kneel down and flatter themselves to the best of their ability to survive. Just like those slaves before, who knelt and trembled in front of you. In the past, you were not afraid of hatred or strength, because there were more people who hated you, and you didn't miss a meal or a piece of clothing. All you have to do is grovel.”
“The reason you are afraid now is not because your past slaves hated you and had the power to kill you, so you are so frightened and uneasy. The idea of absolute freedom is out of the question. Went down and came back to talk about the limits of freedom.”
"Hmph, wow, this is the expression of the word "arrogant in front and respectful in back" incisively and vividly.
Zhu Yiliu blinked and whispered: "Brother, is this Lin Fucheng scolding?"
"Well, we were still having a discussion before, and now Lin Fucheng is attacking him personally, scolding Gu Gongxie for being both arrogant and respectful." Zhu Yijun said with certainty. Lin Fucheng's following are all his personal emotional output and opinions. It doesn't matter, I just don't like Gu Gongxie.
And Gu Gongxie had no power to fight back, because Lin Fucheng knew their weaknesses very well, and pretending to be calm could not hide the fear deep in his heart.
Gu Gongxie's face turned red and he nodded a few times before throwing away his sleeves angrily and leaving.
Zhu Yijun tilted his head and said to Zhao Mengyou: "If you win, you will counterattack and count. If you lose, you will hold a grudge. This Gu Gongxie was defeated and lost. I am afraid that the hatred in his heart is higher than the mountain and deeper than the sea. Find two ti Just watch carefully. If you want to do something evil, just arrest him. This Gu family, Renhe Xia family, are family friends. "
Ren and Xia family had made clear arrangements for Lin Fucheng before. The home of half a county of Renhe County.
Zhao Mengyou arranged it, and Zhu Yijun called Lin Fucheng over and talked in detail. Lin Fucheng carefully returned the two duck eggs to Mr. Huang, and then heaved a sigh of relief. This thing If it falls, I really can’t afford to pay for it.
After Lin Fucheng discussed the definition of freedom and the limits of freedom, he began to discuss free production relations. Even if Lin Fucheng did not practice it, everything he said and did was done with integrity, so he was not a Confucian. .
"We saw a memorial at the General's Mansion, which was not copied by the newspaper." Zhu Yijun planned to be a well-informed person and reveal some information to Lin Fucheng.
"Is this something I can know?" Lin Fucheng waved his hands repeatedly and said: "That is the memorial of the General's Mansion that has not been copied by the newspaper! It must not be done, it must not be done."
Lin Fucheng refused, this If things go wrong, he will get burned, but his eyes are filled with the desire for gossip, because he knows that this news is by no means simple.
“Eighty percent of the people in the Ming Dynasty traveled around for a year, but in the end they could not save even a tael of silver. In the countryside, 98% of the farmers were extremely poor people, living in dire straits and having no food to eat. If you don't cover your body, you won't eat food in the face of wind, frost, rain or snow for fear of running out of food." Zhu Yijun talked about the false prosperity that Situ Wangguang took the initiative to pierce.
Lin Fucheng stared at Zhu Yijun, and said in a daze: "Master Huang, you can't talk nonsense, this, this, this..."
Zhu Yijun shook his sleeves and pulled out from his sleeves He picked through the memorials and said, "The memorials are here, do you want to take a look?"
"No, no, no..." Lin Fucheng didn't dare to look at this thing. You, Mr. Huang, were discovered. After being scolded by Qi Shuai so many times, he, Lin Fucheng, looked at it and was afraid that he would have to spend the rest of his life in a prison cell or die in prison.
“Fortunately, even if you are extremely poor now, you can still mix some sweet potato noodles and add some water to cook some porridge despite the wind, frost, rain and snow. You will still be hungry and have stomach acid, but you still have something to eat.” Zhu Yijun With a very complicated look on his face, there was some sadness and some happiness. Zhu Yijun started promoting sweet potatoes in the seedling fire room when he was ten years old, and finally achieved some results.
Luckily, people can still have a mouthful of sweet potato noodles to make ends meet. Sadly, there is only one mouthful of sweet potato noodles.
Sweet potatoes are not a staple food, and dry weight needs to be calculated for conversion, but even so, it is excellent as a famine relief product.
"Your Majesty is a benevolent emperor." Lin Fucheng said sincerely, this is a contribution to the livelihood of the people.
Zhu Yijun took Zhu Yili back to the palace, and Lin Fucheng was sincerely embarrassed. Lin Fucheng did not dare to read the memorial that Mr. Huang took out. Is what Mr. Huang said true or false? Lin Fucheng planned to go and see for himself. He chose Gaoyang County, Baoding Prefecture.
Just leaving, Lin Fucheng set off the next morning.
Lin Fucheng left immediately, which confused Tiqi, so he had to disguise himself and follow Lin Fucheng. Lin Fucheng had no idea about his current situation at the cusp of the storm. The capital was okay. After leaving the capital, he was beaten to death and buried under a tree. Who can find out clearly?
Not only was Tiqi confused, but Gu Gongxie who was about to do something was also confused and prepared to retaliate. As a result, Lin Fucheng ran faster than a rabbit and disappeared in the blink of an eye. Gu Gongxie, who finally investigated Lin Fucheng's whereabouts, Decided to give Lin Fucheng some color, but as soon as he started to take action, Tiqi pinned him down at home and was thrown into jail.
Those who commit murder must be beheaded in public.
"Are you Tiqi?" Lin Fucheng looked at his driver. He was knowledgeable. The embroidered spring knife was exclusive to Tiqi, and it was not an imitation. This Tiqi also carried a fire gun.
Tiqi nodded and said: "Well, Mr. Huang has set up a Wu Jing doctorate for Dr. Lin. He is considered a member of the imperial court. When a Wu Jing doctor travels, someone must protect him to prevent accidents."
< br>"Is it possible for Mr. Huang to get a doctorate in the Five Classics from the Gewu Academy? His hands and eyes are all in the sky!" Lin Fucheng said dully. He just went to Gaoyang County, Baoding to learn about the sufferings of the people. Does this mean he became a doctor in the Five Classics?
Lin Fucheng still has great respect for the Royal Garden. All his ideas are pinned on the wonderful skills and tricks brought out by the Royal Garden. The continuous development of steam engines allowed Lin Fucheng to see the freedom of everyone. hope.
He looked worriedly at the official road along the way. There were many people in the capital, and there were no trees. Walking along the road, there were no trees on the roadside, and the mountains and rivers were all bare.
(End of chapter)