"We are all scholars, natural family affairs, state affairs, and world affairs need to be cared about, and you are a businessman, a fourth-class people, and a lowly businessman, and you are worthy of listening to us talk about state affairs?" Before the leader of the scholars could speak, the one next to him sneered first, seemingly disdainful of the identity of the dust merchant. Pen fun and pavilion www.biquge.info

"Why are these guys so poisonous?" Lichen frowned, looked at a few guys, and then laughed happily: "Your father is still holding a lowly business, and he is also a fourth-class citizen, so the Xiucai Public Security dares to despise Ling Zun?" ”

The dust of the mouth is really okay, as soon as the word comes out, a certain Xiucai who is immediately angry almost jumped up, looked at the dust with horizontal eyebrows, and thought about whether the gentleman would move his mouth or not, or fight again. In any case, Daming is still the world of scholars, Xiucai and businessmen are in court, and the lawsuit has not yet been fought, so they can take advantage of it first.

When someone fights, it is a crime to not pick it up. Literati fights, but it is where the righteousness lies, and it is difficult to excuse it. Didn't I see when the first emperor was there, did the elder of the pavilion also chase Shou Ninghou with a golden gourd?

This is also the reason why people come and go in the teahouse, and these people don't want to be embarrassed, you must know that the scholars of the Ming Dynasty are not only invincible, but also very fierce in fighting. Except, of course, on the battlefield!

"The student listens to your Excellency's extraordinary conversation, dare to ask Kecheng has read?" The Xiucai, who was obviously the leader, held down his companion who was so angry that he wanted to hit someone, and instead talked to Chenpan.

I have to say that this guy is the most thoughtful guy in this group of talents. can calm down, there is a furrow in the chest, no wonder this group of people is headed by him. But it is precisely this that is the most terrifying.

Dogs that can bite don't bark, and people who can calculate don't speak. If this guy can one day be named on the gold list, his future will obviously be much stronger than that of several other people.

"I've read a few books," Lichen replied, but what he was thinking about was this guy's idea.

"Since Your Excellency has read books, you should know state affairs, family affairs, and world affairs, and my generation of scholars should follow the example of the sages to cultivate themselves, work together as a family, govern the country, and level the world, why is Brother Tai so disdainful?" The leader Xiucai landed with a word, and the partners around him also pricked up their ears at the same time.

"It's not disdainful, if a few people really say their hearts, they should admire one or two, but it's a pity that a few of them are self-interested, and their words are really ridiculous, so I have to sigh one or two!" Lichen picked up the cup unhurriedly, and then said: "Could it be that several Xiucai people believe that the imperial court should not provide disaster relief, or do they think that the Qinglou Chu Pavilion took advantage of the disaster to force prices and buy and sell people, resulting in the separation of countless victims' families, and it is also appropriate for girls from good families to fall into the dust." There is still a day when slaves and maids will get out of trouble, and once they fall into the dust, the world will despise them and ruin their lives. Several compared the old bustard of the Qinglou to Zigong, did Zilu insult the ancestors? ”

"Disaster relief, is indeed the righteousness of the imperial court, but now the disaster is serious, especially not over, now but at the beginning of the flood situation, if the imperial court too early to release grain for disaster relief, I am afraid that the surrounding victims will flock to come, when the time comes, the city is not enough food, lest the court love the people, but cause a difficult situation! In the year of famine, the people have nothing to eat, and it is better to buy children for others than to eat for children! The imperial court should reiterate the education, beautify its customs, make it have the heart of etiquette, and the people know the etiquette, so that there will be no chaos, and if there is no chaos, the world will be peaceful, and the court should indeed not interfere in the affairs of the people. When you know that strict government and strict orders will only make the rich fearful, and the poor want to survive but can't, how can the small people be innocent, and the people are innocent? ”

"Warehouse is solid, and know the etiquette. When you want to starve to death, how many bowls of gruel can Zhili have? "Lichen can't understand the logic of these guys.

Maybe Confucianism has no logic at all, but what people talk about is subtle and righteous!

"Nanjing came to Daming to accompany the capital, the head of southern Xinjiang, there should be millions of grains in the Changping warehouse, even if the victims of the southern provinces came, there was no danger of food shortage. Moreover, the gathering of the victims in Nanjing also reduced the suffering of the victims of the disaster in other state capitals, and the food was insufficient. The land south of the Yangtze River, the land of fish and rice, is not in trouble. Why are the people affected by disasters and can't eat disaster relief food in Nanjing, and the people in the nearby state capitals are not the people of the Ming Dynasty? Lichen continued.

"Death by starvation is a small matter, a loss of festival is a big matter, and the court's relief is too much, isn't it taken advantage of by lazy people and scoundrels, who are full of food all day long, and refuse to return to their hometowns?"

When I heard it, I felt harsh, it turned out that a hundred years after the original time and space, the words of the high-ranking officials of the Ming Dynasty who questioned the Liukou in northern Shaanxi were there at this time! Lichen really couldn't understand what was going on in Confucian's head, so he could only reply: "When the flood recedes, the people will naturally return to their hometowns." If you are afraid of scoundrels and lazy people, can't you just use work for relief? Why do you have to sell your sons and daughters, and your flesh and blood are separated? ”

"The imperial court should be widely educated, respect the scholars, and let the people know that etiquette is the king's way. The imperial court used a decree to prohibit the interests of the people and clearly distinguish the chaotic government. When the time comes, the court will spend money, won't it be necessary to collect the people's fat and ointment, and only increase the burden on the people. Why not let go of the decree and make the two sides safe? How can it make disasters elsewhere and increase the burden on the people of Jinling? ”

"Now the court is dark, and the capable people and wise men are useless, if it is chaotic, will it not be scraped layer by layer, how can the people of Jinling be innocent?"

"The yamen is indiscriminate, seizing the Ruyi Building, today's Ruyi Building, tomorrow I don't know what the building, and taking people's property for no reason, isn't it tyranny?"

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A bunch of Confucian scholars are simply not on the same channel as the dust, and the chickens and ducks talk about it, but in the end, the louder they talk, the louder they get, the more they gather, the teahouse shopkeepers have to come forward to mediate.

The result of the argument is naturally unhappy, everyone has their own position, if it is just not open, it is okay, Lichen can send him to open the elixir and open the brain. It's scary to be terrible because everything is just a matter of the ass, it's obviously a very simple question, but when it comes to a position, it's also very complicated in simple things, and it's impossible to argue and understand it at all.

Once a person's butt is crooked, it doesn't make sense. This group of Xiucai is already a vested interest, and two of them are still shareholders behind the Yaxing Qinglou at home, and the court has cut off their good opportunity to make a fortune, how can it be reasonable.

Lichen, who didn't want to embarrass the teahouse, took Zhu Zaikai and the little girl's hands and left.

The argument ended here, and a group of showmen thought they had won and laughed triumphantly. However, the face of the leader of Xiucai was a little unsightly, and he looked at Chen's back, and he didn't know what he was thinking.

On the way back, Zhu Zaikai asked very strangely: "Master, why are they arguing with you." ”

Lichen smiled: "No why, your master is just curious about what is wrong with the scholars in Jiangnan."

"Something went wrong?" The little prince Zhu Zaikai tilted his head and couldn't figure it out.

"There is a problem with the head, otherwise how can you think that it is good for the victims to let the victims buy children and buy women!" The little girl is a little older, and she can see things more clearly. It's just that after all, he is only five or six years old, and this kind of intelligence is really a bit demonic!

Don't be a martial artist anymore!

Lichen smiled and touched the little girl's head and said, "You're still smart!" ”

In fact, Lichen completely understands that it is not that the group of scholars who can't see right and wrong clearly, nor that the group of people really has a problem with their heads, but that interests are just making trouble.

A few decades later, a academy will be famous all over the world, and a few decades later, a group of Jiangnan scholars will also be like today, telling nonsense with their eyes open, throwing the people into fire and water and pushing the Ming into the abyss in a righteous and strict speech.

Zhu Houzhao probably won't be able to see it, but now the little guy holding his hand will definitely be lucky enough to meet this monster composed of group consciousness. I hope the little guy can be sober, if he really believes in them and lets everyone be in the Yingchao, I'm afraid no one will be able to stop the Ming Dynasty from perishing!

In the following days, as the news that Jinling had opened a warehouse to release grain spread farther and farther, the people affected by the disaster nearby really flocked to the ground, and they were stationed outside Nanjing.

This year, the flood of the Yangtze River is a bit big, and the heavy rain is frequent, even if there is no embankment burst, it is also a serious waterlogging. Seeing that the harvest was all soaked in the water, he could only flee with his family to Jinling or other places.

With the failure of the rice harvest and the filling of the grain in Nanjing's Changping warehouse like water into the stomachs of the victims, Nanjing's grain prices began to rise wildly for the first time.

Lichen also took this opportunity to take the little prince Zhu Zaiqi around the city and outside the city, to listen to the cries of the victims, and to listen to their complaints about the difficulties of livelihood.

Floods and droughts are a painful experience for many people. But at the same time, it will make a lot of people rich.

For example, the grain store! For example, landlords!

The greater the disaster, the higher the price of food. The grain store will earn more.

The higher the price of grain, the lower the price of land, which is undoubtedly a good opportunity for the families of the powerful and the wealthy merchants to annex the land!

Of course, the people of the disaster knew that selling their fields and land was tantamount to drinking water to quench their thirst, but seeing the opportunity to make a fortune, how could those meat eaters stop?

When the disaster relief victims began to gather more and more, a private letter from the eunuch's mansion in Jinling town was sent to Chen's mansion.

Nanjing is going to stop releasing grain!

The reason is that there was a major malpractice in Nanjing's Chang Ping, and less than half of the millions of stones of grain originally existed in the granary, and some time ago, because of the soaring grain prices, the citizens of Nanjing were angry, so the government decided to stabilize the grain prices and released a large amount of grain. As a result, as soon as the grain entered the market, it disappeared, and no matter how much grain was released in the granary, it would always be swept away as soon as possible.

The town guard eunuch was now frightened.

Although it was Chen's suggestion to open the warehouse in advance and release grain, the order was given by him!

Of course, the eunuchs in the town guard knew that it was greasy, and the grain must have been purchased by large families. It's not that the eunuch's mansion hasn't ordered a thorough investigation, but there is no news, and it can't even be found out who bought the grain on the market.

The eunuchs guarding the town went to question the yamen of the Yingtian Governor, the Nanjing Inspectorate, and the large and small officials, all of which were pushed by two hundred and fifty six, and even the factory guards were no longer reliable, and they checked for several days, but nothing was found.

It was almost August, and the floodwaters had receded, but the victims had not dispersed. Because the summer grain harvest has failed, if the government cannot provide seeds and half a year's worth of food, there is no way for the victims to return to their hometowns to rebuild their homes. However, what the victims did not know was that Chang Guan was about to be unable to afford it, and the most important thing was that the day of military ration allocation and grain shipment was approaching. Once the food and salary of the eight masters of Qiu are short, but the king of heaven and Lao Tzu will also mutiny to you every minute. And if the matter of delaying the transportation of grain to the north, who can afford it?

The eunuch was about to hang himself, and on the one hand, he was desperately trying to cover up the matter, and on the other hand, he began to seek a remedy. The eunuch didn't dare to complain about the dust on the surface, but he didn't know how many times he complained about the dust in his heart.

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"Let's go! Little guy, my master will take you to see a good show today, so that you know what your family's world is like" After finishing speaking, the little prince Zhu Zaikai took the little guy's hand and prepared to go out.

There was already a carriage waiting outside the gate, and Lichen got into the carriage with Zhu Zai in one hand, knowing that the carriage was moving, Zhu Zai couldn't help but ask: "Master, where are we going?" ”

"Go to the Yamen to watch a good show, it is full of the best plays of the Ming Dynasty, you have to watch it carefully, and then come back and I'll tell you what they are playing?" Lichen replied.

"Watching a play? Why go to Yamen? Why don't you bring your sister along to see it? Zhu Zaikai asked.

"She's older than you, do you want my sister to know? Because she is a girl, and her surname is not Zhu. This scene was taken by the master to see you, only when you see it, do you know how to share the worries of your father in the future, and how should you govern the country after your father is a hundred years old? Only by knowing oneself and knowing one's opponent can we win all battles! Lichen said.

"Are they enemies? Why do you say that all battles are won? Zhu Zaikai asked puzzled.

"Sort of! They are both your enemies in the future and your people, and only when you know what kind of people they are can you know how to watch their performances and how to control them, understand? Lichen patiently explained.

"I don't understand!" Zhu Zaikai shook his head and said.

"Yes! You're still too young. But you'll understand later. Anyway, this kind of thing will be staged next year, watch it a few more times, and you won't be surprised when you grow up," Lichen touched Zhu Zaikai's head and sighed.

At the beginning, the commercial tax of the Ming Dynasty was thirty taxes and one tax, but later, the commercial tax basically became an empty word. Therefore, the Ming Dynasty has no commercial tax since becoming an ancestor. But the imperial court doesn't collect commercial taxes anymore, but it can't stand the various apportionments of local officials! Anyway, whenever there is something in the imperial court, the first thing they think about is apportionment, and the relatively wealthy fourth-class people, the merchants, of course, bear the brunt.

Thousands of miles for officials are only for money, and the apportionment of the government is getting heavier and heavier year by year, and every time it is more ruthless. A serious and honest businessman can't continue to operate under such conditions.

As a result, all kinds of officials and businessmen colluded, and dark shares paid dividends, or simply the officials' own families, servants, and clansmen were running businesses. And the wealthy businessmen also began to flourish in ethnic studies, subsidize scholars, and train their own agents.

Merchants give money to subsidize scholars to gain fame, and after scholars become officials, either to repay their favors or for profit, they will also take the initiative to protect merchants and speak for merchants in the imperial court. In this case, the imperial court will only have a ghost if it wants to receive money from merchants!

Lichen is now taking Zhu Zaikai to Yingtian to inspect the yamen.

The natural disaster caused the displacement of the victims, and the financial difficulties of the imperial court, and the merchants and gentry were the richest and deserved to be repaid. This is the proper meaning and the necessary act of accounting upwards and downwards.

Is it really that easy to just fundraise? How many of the families that can be named by the governor's yamen are not powerful people standing behind them, and how many families are not family officials in the DPRK, and how much money can be raised, how much food can be bought, and how much can be used on the heads of the victims in the end, who of you is not bright?

Nanjing City is not big, but it is not small. The carriage swayed, and in less than a cup of tea, it arrived at its destination, the Yamen of the Governor of Yingtian. (To be continued.) )