Chapter 644: Not only look at production, but also look at life
Taishi’s sect is not allowed to question. Whatever God says is what it means. As for how to interpret the oracle, it is naturally up to the Holy See. , anyone who dares to question, no matter who they are, will be labeled as a heretic and be punished by the Inquisition, with endless victims.
But as supporters of the God of Wisdom, believers gathered because of wisdom can ask questions to the incarnation of wisdom and get answers.
"If I asked you to die now, what would you do?" Zhu Yijun suddenly asked. He became somewhat curious about the example of a fanatic believer.
Marion said with certainty: "I will ask clearly why I am asked to die. If it is for the eight virtues, I will be fearless."
"Very good, I like this Answer." Zhu Yijun discovered that Marion's fanaticism was not completely irrational. This is the best news for Zhu Yijun, at least a sect with a certain rationality, not a sect that can sacrifice itself for God at all costs. .
The Ming Dynasty is not a holy land, the imperial court is not the Holy See, the Ming Dynasty’s canonization of vassal states is based on the need for border stability, and Zhu Yijun is not the incarnation of wisdom. The Ming Dynasty religion has brought great pressure to Zhu Yijun, because once it Becoming deformed and without any rationality would be worse than destruction.
Zhang Juzheng has eaten boomerangs countless times. The Ming Sect has become deformed, and Ming Dynasty will have to eat this boomerang sooner or later.
And Zhu Yijun suddenly discovered that he actually had a great influence on the Ming Sect. After the pilgrimage, Marion could be said to be a saint in Taixi, so her interpretation of the doctrine would definitely affect the Ming Sect. It is of great positive significance to open this opening.
"Then do you have any questions?" After Zhu Yijun figured out the problem, he began to answer questions for Marion, a fanatical believer, so as not to let the Daming Sect go astray.
Marion said sincerely: "O prophet who leads people out of confusion, the lost lamb needs your guidance. I have many confusions, but these confusions on the road of life are not worth the prophet's waste of words. I just have some doubts. In the West, the Holy See tells people that the world is immutable and is God’s random graffiti on earth.”
“I don’t know how to refute them.”
The biggest cornerstone of the contradiction. That is, everything in the world is changing, and there are universal connections between everything. It is precisely because of these universal connections that complex contradictions in things appear. Change is Tai Chi, chaos, and spears and shields are Liangyi.
The theory of contradiction is highly consistent with the Tai Chi Bagua advocated by the Ming Sect.
But the biggest dilemma Marion encountered after becoming a believer was how to defeat the heresy! The damn Holy See is the biggest dark cloud over the West, the biggest heresy!
Even Felipe II, the apologist of religion, was dissatisfied with religion. This was a struggle for secular power.
Zhu Yijun tapped his fingers on the table, then showed a smile and whispered twice to Feng Bao. Feng Bao asked Xiao Huangmen to get something. The emperor smiled and said to Marion: "I already have the answer to your question, but I need my attendant to get it from Tonghe Palace. Do you have any questions?"
Marion was extremely surprised. This question troubled her, or rather troubled her. I have been with Taixi for many, many years, but His Majesty just knocked on the table a few times and came up with a solution? What kind of true god is this!
"Yes." Marion hurriedly said loudly: "There are many different roads in life. How should a lost lamb live? Please ask the prophet for guidance."
Zhu Yijun looked at Marion and thought. After a moment, he said with a smile: "Everyone has his or her own life. There are many, many things that, when you look back, they are not important."
"On the road of life, there are so many forks in the road. How to choose is indeed a problem that everyone needs to face."
"I am not a prophet, nor am I the incarnation of wisdom. , I am right in front of you, a living person. Regarding life, I personally believe that the most important thing is to live as oneself, rather than living in the mold of others."
"No. It is personal freedom to be defined by others. "
"Thank you for the prophet's teachings." Marion knelt on the ground and saluted solemnly.
Zhu Yijun poured down a bowl of chicken soup. Looking at Marion, he seemed to have some understanding. He asked curiously: "Do you really understand?"
" I am who I am, my hopes, my fears, my triumphs and successes, my failures and mistakes, my ignorance and cowardice, my curiosity and bravery, I have it all, hands together, I am my own! God!"
Marion's face turned red, she clenched her fists and said loudly: "I am who I am!"
Zhu Yijun glanced at Ma Liang calmly, looking quite calm and calm. Calm, but he looked at Zhang Juzheng and Wang Chonggu. This look was meaningful. He was just giving them chicken soup. In the end, Ma Liang seemed to have found the way in life.
Li Zhi discussed religious matters and talked about the self-deception and self-interpretation of believers. Zhu Yijun saw practical examples. The ability of these fanatical believers to self-hypnotize amazed Zhu Yijun.
"Dear Your Majesty, did I understand correctly?" Marion asked with some anxiety.
"No, that's what I mean. From now on, you are your own god, and you don't need to pay attention to what the so-called god said." Zhu Yijun immediately replied, just kidding, as a prophet, Zhu Yijun will not admit that he is feeding chicken soup!
In the Ming Dynasty, there is no god. All wisdom comes from heaven and earth. The sun, moon, mountains and rivers gave enlightenment to the ancestors, and the yin and yang two rituals shape universal rules.
So, what Marion said is very consistent with the doctrine.
In fact, Ma Liang should have a lot to say to Li Zhi. Li Zhi, a crazy man, once said that everyone can be like Yao and Shun, and everyone can be a saint. This is humanistic speculation of self-liberation. Zhu Yijun once said that Li Zhi This view has been affirmed.
“Okay, what you asked before, the Western Holy See said that God’s graffiti in the world is immutable, and change belongs to God’s domain. I have two books here that can answer the questions in your mind. ." Zhu Yijun took out two of the four books that Xiao Huangmen had taken and asked Feng Bao to hand them over to Marion.
“The first book is called "Natural Selection" and the second book is called "Anthropic Selection". They perfectly explain that change does not belong to the domain of God, but that change is ubiquitous and universally related."< br>
The last two books in Zhu Yijun’s hand were not published on a large scale even in the Ming Dynasty. They are "Theory of the Superior" and "Theory of the Worst". In these two books, there are long chapters that prove the long history of the Ming Dynasty and its cruelty. The war has repeatedly selected out better races, such as not having such serious body odor, such as being taller than other people in the world, etc.
“Thank you to the prophet for the gift!” Marion held the two books in her hands. She knew that the prophet would not lie to her, saying that the problem could be solved, and it would definitely be solved.
"The humble servant of God and the lost lamb, seeing that Your Majesty still has two books in his hand, please ask your generous Majesty to give me new scriptures." Of course, Marion saw this set of books, a total of four books. But the emperor only gave two copies.
Zhu Yijun asked Feng Bao to take away the remaining two books and put them away. He shook his head and said, "They are not suitable for you now. Are you questioning my decision?"
"Of course I don't dare!" A layer of sweat immediately formed on Marion's forehead, and she said with fear. She had truly believed that His Majesty was the embodiment of wisdom. She could indeed ask questions, but as a believer, it was difficult for her to doubt the prophet's decision. .
Ma Liang began to flatter, praising Songjiang Prefecture’s Qianfan, the prosperity of Nanya, the splendor of the Glazed Pagoda of Da Baoen Temple, and then praised the splendor of Zhengya’s Bell and Drum Tower in an extremely exaggerated tone. These disgusting words finally stopped under the emperor's restraint.
This propaganda made Zhu Yijun dazzled and thought that Ming Dynasty was really the kingdom of God on earth. Compared with the current Taixi, Ming Dynasty may really be richer and more stable, but it is far from Exaggerated to such an extent.
Zhu Yijun said with a smile: "May wisdom be with you forever."
"Thank you to the prophet for your blessing." Marion saluted again and ended this pilgrimage.
Marion finally left, and the Ming Emperor breathed a sigh of relief immediately after he left. Being a prophet was too tiring, but he still liked being an emperor. Being a prophet had to be carried on, and there was no need to be an emperor. When the emperor wanted to Just do whatever you want. Meeting the pilgrim group is more tiring than reviewing memorials for ten days.
Before leaving Daming, Ma Liang went to Chongyifang, Shanghai County, Songjiang Prefecture.
The Ming Emperor specifically ordered Gao Qiyu, the Minister of Honglu Temple, to do this. The Ming Emperor set up an execution ground in Chongyifang, Shanghai County, specifically for Ma Liang to go there, just to let her watch the beheading and break her beautiful filter of the Ming Dynasty. Mirror, the Ming Dynasty also had the same place as the Inquisition, where criminals were tried and executed, and beheaded in a very bloody way.
The person who was killed was Yuan Shen. The execution place was outside Hongyuan Dayanfang in Chongyifang. He was beheaded in public.
When Ma Liang figured out what the murdered Yuan Shen had done, she immediately called Ming Dynasty really a holy land. At this moment, she witnessed justice with her own eyes, and even cried while talking. A fanatical believer, Marion had cried many times, but Marion burst into tears only at the moment she saw justice.
As the daughter of a French field marshal, Marion has never been treated unfairly, but she has seen too many injustices.
Justice does not exist in the West. This is the first time that Marion has witnessed justice with her own eyes. Zhu Yijun’s original intention was to break the beautiful filter in her heart towards the Ming Dynasty, but unintentionally, it made this filter deeper and even It became a stamp of thought.
For a believer, is there anything more touching than seeing justice with your own eyes and the eight virtues you believe in appearing before your eyes?
When Zhu Yijun received the news, he was reviewing the memorials, and he felt a little confused. You must know that Yuan Shen was killed, and the Confucian scholars of the Ming Dynasty kept writing on the miscellaneous newspapers for more than ten days. There are endless articles criticizing the harsh punishments and laws of the Ming Dynasty, the great ministers and criminals who disregarded human life, and Yuan Shen's crimes were not punishable by death.
As a result, a Golden Retriever fan sincerely recognized Yuan Shenming’s canonical punishment.
"Wang Cifu made the final verdict, Yuan Shenzhan made the decision, and Zhou Jianren was acquitted. There is no problem, right? Justice is being achieved." Zhu Yijun asked Feng Bao with a frown.
"It makes sense, even the Fanyi from the West can understand it." Feng Bao answered His Majesty's doubts very clearly, and said with a smile: "The cheap Confucians either can't understand, or they are messing around. That’s all.”
Once Yuan Shen died, the collective ownership of the production means by the craftsmen of Hongyuan Dyeing House became a foregone conclusion. The debate was never about whether Yuan Shen should die.
"Go and watch the excitement." Zhu Yijun planned to go see the excitement. This time the excitement was not in Taibai Tower, but in the tea house in Qianmen Tower. This place has always been a place for storytellers.
The people who gathered this time were Lin Fucheng and Li Zhi, and their topic was the alienation of money from people. After discussing fairness as freedom, silver without a country, and meat eaters without a country, this The topics discussed this time were more in-depth.
The big teahouse in Qianmen Building is a gathering place for the three religions and nine streams. Originally, the meeting should have been in Taibai Building, but Taibai Building was under decoration, so we had to choose here.
The teahouse has three floors. There is a small square table on the big stage in the middle, and the seats around the stage are all the Confucian scholars who will have a meeting with Lin Fucheng and Li Zhi this time.
Li Zhi himself stood on the stage and looked at the open window of the Tianzihao box on the third floor. He just had a headache. When they were in the grassland, His Majesty the Emperor never came out to see the excitement. When they came back, His Majesty really Arrived at every show.
If this is the wrong thing to say, wouldn’t it mean that there are no bones left?
The key is that Lin Fucheng often speaks arrogantly. "Master Lin is on the way." Li Zhi coughed slightly and said to everyone.
This time Lin Fucheng was late again, which made the scene booed. Was Lin Fucheng stuck in traffic, or did he make the final appearance to build his image as a master? The benevolent sees benevolence and the wise see wisdom.
Li Zhi said with a serious face: "Before Master Lin comes, let me tell you a historical story. It is said that at the end of the Eastern Han Dynasty, the Three Kingdoms were divided. Wei, Shu, and Wu exhausted their heroic spirit and were stolen by the rat Sima clan. After Liu Chan, the Queen of Shu, surrendered, he was infamous as a person who did not care about Shu. "
"Jiang Wei left a very brief letter to the Queen of Shu, which read: May your Majesty endure the humiliation for a few days. The country is in danger and restored to safety, and the sun and moon are dim and bright again. This is Jiang Wei's last effort. He succeeded but failed."
"This letter, which can kill the Queen of Shu, has always been ignored by the Queen of Shu. Preserved by the Lord, this letter was discovered by Huan Wen’s general Sun Shengjin 83 years after Jiang Wei’s death.”
"Liu Chan, the Queen of Shu, happily said to Sima Zhao that he was happy here and did not miss Shu. He was drunk and hazy. He returned home, lay on the bed, touched the letter that cost him his life and he wanted to keep it, and then Think about your devoted father, your father who fought all his life, think about Zhao Zilong who went in and out seven times, think about Zhuge Zhan and his son who died in battle, think about the prince who was killed yourself."
"Queen Shu. What does the Lord feel like in his heart? It’s probably not that he’s happy here and doesn’t miss Shu; it’s like he’s boiling in a frying pan.”
“If he is really happy here but doesn’t miss Shu, why did he leave this letter? Where is the letter that kills him? Sima Zhao was the master who killed the emperor in the street."
"Why did he lie to Sima Zhao? Because Han and Han are not at odds with each other! Let the old ministers and subordinates live, and the Queen of Shu mainly lives for them." Li Zhi told this story, which seemed to have nothing to do with the alienation of people by money, but the scene was silent, and everyone remained silent.
"This is what we are going to discuss today! Can a sage king and a virtuous minister really be able to regain his sight?! History tells us, no! Dreaming!" Lin Fucheng's voice sounded in the backcourt, and he was angry He walked in panting. The traffic jam was severe this time. He came running. The story Li Zhi wanted to tell had been rehearsed in advance.
The veins on Li Zhi's forehead were trembling. He wanted to kick Lin Fucheng off the stage. The words Lin Fucheng said were not in the script at all! The original words are far from so direct and explosive!
The window of the Tianzihao box remained motionless. Li Zhi was sweating profusely. He didn’t know what the Ming Emperor would think when he heard this.
At this time, in the Tianzihao box, Zhu Yijun was sitting by the window, looking at the two people on the stage, facing Wang Qian who was restless and sitting on pins and needles, and said with a smile: "What Master Lin said, Liu Chan Ah, this is clearly pointing to me. The late emperor's mausoleum still owed 110,000 silver, and it was not cleared until the first year of Wanli. He fought with An Dahan for twenty-five years, and fought against the Japanese for another twenty-three years. By relying on Junsheng Chen Xian, can the Ming Dynasty recover from the turmoil? "
"Yes, Wang Qian"
"Your Majesty, I don't know!" Wang Qian was even more nervous than Li Zhi. After all, Li Zhi was still on the stage. He, Wang Qian, was in the box. He was the one who invited Your Majesty to watch the fun. The happy anecdotes of Lin Fucheng and Li Zhi, Guangde Bookstore, Also in Wang Qian's management, Lin Fucheng's words can be easily understood to mean that Wang Qian is looking for the emperor.
When the emperor is still the chubby ten-year-old kid hiding behind the Queen Mother, Feng Bao and Zhang Juzheng?
Wang Qian is all numb. This big mouth Lin, can you follow the script!
This refers to Sang scolding Huai and insinuating that the Emperor of Ming Dynasty was just a wooden block, Liu Chan, who could not be helped up.
Wang Qian wanted to take out the script from his sleeves, but his hands were trembling a little, so he kept shaking his sleeves. Finally he found the script and hurriedly presented it. He said uneasily: "Lin Fucheng said it himself, this is not the case in the script. "
The content of the script is that the emperor is sage and his ministers are virtuous, and the Ming Dynasty is quiet and rejuvenated. It cannot be said that they are exactly the same. It can only be said that they are completely different. This Lin Fucheng is indeed bold.
"No problem, no problem." Zhu Yijun looked at the script and said with a smile: "Lin Fucheng didn't do it once or twice. As long as what he said is useful, I can tolerate him."
Zhu Yijun is not a lowly Confucian, and Lin Fucheng is not a lowly Confucian. He is a fifth-grade doctor of the Five Classics. He is the emperor's opinion basket. He does not express his opinions, but it has lost its effect.
"Is it enough to rely solely on the emperor, saints, and ministers? Of course not! In addition to the emperor, saints, and ministers, we also need the efforts of thousands of people! And since the Wanli Restoration, to have such a situation, it is the emperor, the saints, and the ministers. , Ten thousand people worked together to achieve today's situation!" Li Zhi really racked his brains to find and fix the trap that Lin Fucheng poked out among the lightning and flint!
Li Zhi wished he had not entered the capital, he was a crazy man, and he had to clean up the messes of other crazy men all day long.
Wang Qian was ecstatic after hearing this! Well done, Li Zhi. In one sentence, he saved the lives of three people!
"That's true." Lin Fucheng stood up to accuse all parties, and then said with a solemn expression: "Everyone, how long can the efforts of ten thousand people last? Especially now, with the inflow of a large amount of silver, the impact of money on people Now that the role of alienation is becoming more and more obvious, it is just a dream of the Spring and Autumn Period.”
“So, what I want to say in today’s discussion is that Hongyuan Dyeing Workshop will inevitably fail.”
"As long as the Hongyuan Dyeing Factory still aims at producing and exchanging value, then private individuals gaining power by accumulating money will continue to happen, just like the original military garrison!"
"United Craftsmen , poor coolies without means of production, or the collective ownership economy, will eventually fail, because stealing the public for private gain, private accumulation of money will definitely gain power in production, and then self-exploitation will occur, and it is only a matter of time before the collective ownership economy will be ruined. ”
Lin Fucheng’s speech was extremely bold. In the dispute over whether Yuan Shen was going to die, no newspaper dared to say it so straightforwardly! They were all using Yuan Shen's orders to oppose the government decree, and no one really cared about Yuan Shen's life or death.
With thunderous applause, Lin Fucheng, a liberal, finally lived like a liberal, becoming the standard bearer for openly challenging bureaucracy and autocracy!
At this moment, Lin Fucheng was like a hero standing in the light, saying loudly to the Ming court and the emperor: You are wrong!
Zhu Yijun looked at Lin Fucheng's excitement, stretched out his hand, and applauded in agreement.
Confucius and Mencius both believed that human nature is inherently good and that nature is pure and flawless, but it is polluted as we grow up. However, the anti-Confucian and Legalists led by Xunzi believed that human nature is inherently evil and need to focus on human nature. Innate evil creates systems to prevent people from doing evil.
In the end, the teachings of Confucius and Mencius became popular, and Xunzi was no longer one of the sages of Confucianism.
Lin Fucheng's point of view is very clear. Human nature is inherently evil. It will definitely happen if the public is enriched and private, or the public is stolen for private gain. Those private individuals who become rich and accumulate enough financial advantages will gain power in organizing production activities. , and thus gain more monetary advantages.
Zhu Yijun agreed with Lin Fucheng's point of view. The corruption of the military garrison had already happened once, and it was also possible that the engineering and corps battalions and government factory regiments would follow the same path as the military garrison.
Li Zhi breathed a sigh of relief. Lin Fucheng finally returned to the script before Tiqi shot them dead. Master Lin, who was testing on the verge of death, finally got to the point. He spread his hands and said: " If it is bound to fail, then it is impossible to succeed?”
“That is an issue that the court should consider, and we have to analyze the reasons behind the phenomenon.” Lin Fucheng shook his head and said: “Our vision is too narrow. The imperial court’s vision is too narrow.”
“Almost all supporters of the Wanli Reform have turned their attention to the labor market and the workplace, which is the means of production. It is true that this is the main battlefield. But does it only happen during production? "
"Wrong! It happens everywhere!" "Oh?" Master Lin said in detail. script, and took over the conversation with a smile.
Lin Fucheng looked around and said: "Human beings cannot live without four things, food, clothing, housing and transportation. Poor coolies are also human beings. They need shelter from wind and rain, not just a mat to cover them. To live a stable life, the supply of housing often becomes another tool for expropriation. "
"How to extort rent? When the poor and hardworking people cannot buy real estate, they have no choice but to do so. Renting a building, at this time, rent is like a knife hanging over the head. Even a new Jinshi cannot afford to buy a house in the capital and can only rent; collecting interest, once a producer wants his own He often cannot afford the high land prices, so he can only borrow money, and the interest is also a big deal.”
"There are countless scams in the real estate market due to brokerage compradors. The real estate market is a market of predatory activities. When buying and selling, the brokerage comprador will collect a sum of money, and the court will also collect a sum of money for the house number. This house is no different from the land. "
"This is just, live."
"I understood when Master Lin said this. In other words, there is peeling in the production process, but it does not mean that it is peeling. Peeling only exists in the production process." Li Zhi pressed the script and said with a sudden realization: "So our eyes must not only look at production, but also at life."
Lin Fucheng said sincerely: "Poor. The life of a civilian coolie is miserable, and the life of everyone is the same."
Li Zhi looked at Lin Fucheng, his eyes widened, he pulled Lin Fucheng hard, and said loudly: "What nonsense are you talking about! Lin Fucheng, if you are looking for death, don’t take me with you!”
What Lin Fucheng said is no different from the one-eyed Mo Dao Shiren who stirred up rebellion in the Yellow River world! Don't make any inflammatory remarks during the discussion. This is an iron rule. Do you want to go to Beizhen Fusi to undergo the punishment of five poisons?
In the private room, Zhu Yijun looked at Wang Qian and said, "When will the decoration of Taibai Building be completed?"
This is a group of big men gathering together, what else can they talk about? ? It is still Taibailou that can make people move the topic to other places.
"Tomorrow...it will be done today! We will never meet in the big teahouse from now on!" Wang Qian originally wanted to say tomorrow, but immediately said, today can be done!
“Very good.” Zhu Yijun nodded and looked towards the stage.
Lin Fucheng smiled slightly awkwardly and said: "What I mean is that zhupi not only exists in production, but also in life. It is everywhere. For example, in Shuiwozi, if you want to carry the waterman to deliver water, you must For money, the scholar-bureaucrats from the Metropolitan Procuratorate carried water, but it was a sight that travelers to Beijing had to see."
"Firewood, rice, oil, salt, sauce, vinegar, tea, etc., are all covered with water."
"So, back to the original question, how can the collectively owned economy avoid failure or delay failure?" Lin Fucheng said very clearly: "The Ming Dynasty official factory is actually already doing it, cheap and effective housing, third-level schools The official factory buildings, the ubiquitous Huimin Pharmacy, and the security of the legislative office are all done by the official factory.”
“But is this enough?”
"Isn't it enough?" Zhu Yijun frowned and asked loudly.
"Not enough, far from enough!" Lin Fucheng said with great conviction: "Only by training craftsmen to become nobles and meat eaters can we avoid the inevitable outcome of failure!"
"Master Lin, The Xishan Coal Bureau and the two woolen factories have 70,000 craftsmen, and the five major shipyards have 170,000 craftsmen. Even if they want to do it, there is nothing they can do. "Zhu Yijun sighed and said: "People do not suffer from the inequality of numbers."
(End of this chapter)