Chapter 522
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Jia Cong originally thought that he would quietly enter the village and shoot guns. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ο½iqugeγ infoThe development of trade unions and the working class has to be secretly bred while imperialism, feudalism, and bureaucratic capitalism are not yet aware of it, like the weeds of Lao Zhou's pen; When it comes to the threshold to be used, it is a knife to take it out and split the head. I never dreamed that only a few days had passed, and Feng Ziying actually came to the door in person.
He asked, "Did you know that the printing house of your Chung Hwa Book Company made trouble a few days ago?" β
Jia Cong had just gotten up and hadn't eaten breakfast, so he rubbed his eyes: "I know, it's fine." β
Feng Ziying frowned and said, "Those disobedient workers, do you still have them?" β
Jia Cong yawned: "As long as the craftsmanship is high and the requirements are not too high, why don't you keep it?" I've got a report box for them. β
"What whistleblower box?"
"It's just a mailbox, anyone can stuff a letter slip into it." Jia Cong said, "If the managers and shopkeepers do something to bully others and abuse their power for personal gain, the workers can write anonymous letters to report and expose them." There are so many workers secretly staring, they have to weigh even if they want to mess around. It's not a bad thing for them to be bad, it's better than being slaughtered by the rangers. β
Feng Ziying said: "Don't make trouble. β
Jia Cong said casually: "What can you do?" It's just ordinary people. Can they still be unreasonable with me? β
Feng Ziying shook her head: "It's not a good thing for the people below to compete with the above. Is it okay to pay it back like this in the barracks? β
Jia Cong smiled: "Brother Feng, you think too much. Soldiers and people are two different things, soldiers are brave or ruffian, and people are simple or unruly. Soldiers are trained and can fight; The people are but a flock of sheep, and the goats and the sheep are all sheep, and the fire is fire. The guns were all brought down in one fell swoop. As long as they are not cornered, the people are the best to deal with. And it's easy to deceive. β
Feng Ziying sighed: "That's it, I don't bother to care if you have such a generous heart." I always feel that it is not a good thing. β
Jia Cong shrugged his shoulders and said, "In my opinion, that union is worth promoting." You see, now that the power of the chamber of commerce is getting bigger and bigger, the heads of those chambers of commerce are more popular than the officials of the imperial court. It is not easy for the imperial court to raise taxes casually, and they can manage to escape from raising taxes. In the early years, Shinong was at the end of the businessman and businessman, and the merchant was too ostentatious, so naturally there was a little brother-in-law of the Hou Ye's brother-in-law to rob it. Now the rangers are in charge of any injustices, as long as the merchants don't break the law, or if they don't break the law, the court can't do anything about them. β
Feng Ziying thought for a while: "That's true. In the past two years, there have been businessmen in and outside Beijing, and they have gradually been able to compete with the officials. β
"That's why I said that." Jia Cong stretched his waist with a big "ahhhh They don't dare to let them face the rich man, but it's okay to secretly sue them. The trouble is that the common people's complaints may be fabricated and wasted the time of the court officials. If only there was a sieve that could be filtered through first. β
Feng Ziying thought for a while and said, "Do you want to use the union to resist the Chamber of Commerce?" β
Jia Cong waved his hand again and again: "Where does the trade union have that ability!" Whenever the Chamber of Commerce crosses the line, it must be cleaned up by the imperial court. But the trade union can give the court a message and play the vanguard. And you can't pay them a fee, just use it quietly. Otherwise, people will not be convinced. β
Feng Ziying is a transparent character again, she has only read history books 3,000 years ago, and has not taken history classes 300 years later, how can she think about what a "trade union" is? There has never been one in the past. Jia Cong talked nonsense, and sure enough, his thoughts were crooked. After a while, he said, "It's good if you understand." A few more gossips and left.
It didn't take long for the trade union of Zhonghua Book Company to be established, and Shi Qiusheng was personally busy with grassroots cultural construction in it. As soon as the news spread, many workers sneaked over to inquire. Pan Xigui is in charge of going out to contact, and he is getting busier and busier these days. Wang Fu faked his death once, full of interest and often reminisced, but he couldn't go to the printing house anymore to hang around, and he still missed it a little. Except for Feng Ziying, none of the court officials noticed this matter.
At the beginning of June, a letter came from the south, leaving Yang Heng and Yang An in the Malay Islands, and Lin Daiyu Jarvis had returned to Taiwan. Immigrants from Yunnan, Guizhou, Guangzhou, and other places gradually became a tide, and there was a great shortage of people to preside over government affairs. Because Yan Guo is recently opening various government-run schools, many of the people on the list have never returned to their hometowns, and they want to wait for the opportunity to get a job. Jia Cong discussed with Jia Cong to take some moves to Nanyang. Jia Yu said: "This is easy. β
Two days later, a very elegant old gentleman listened to gossip for a long time with a smile in the teahouse with the most children. This person has good looks and manners, and his clothes, shoes and hats are expensive. Rao chose a secluded corner to sit in, and it was difficult not to attract attention. He ate two and a half pots of tea, and no one dared to come forward to disturb him.
At this moment, a pretty girl of sixteen or seventeen years old came upstairs on her feet, wearing an emerald green Luo shirt, and her dress was obviously a maid of a large family. The maid stood at the top of the stairs and looked around, and someone saw her with sharp eyes, and immediately straightened her eyes. The person at the table was shaking his head and reading the poem he had made yesterday, and when he saw that he was stunned, he frowned and said, "Brother Tai, my little brother is talking to you." Ichibi said that Ichibi followed his gaze - and straightened his eyes. said that it was too late, but after a moment, the whole floor looked at the maid and froze.
The maid also noticed that these stinky men were looking at her, and she blushed with shame, and turned her neck more and more panicked to find someone. After a few glances, he finally saw the old gentleman, hurriedly trotted over, and shouted in a low voice: "Master, my aunt and grandmother are downstairs." β
When the old gentleman saw her, his face was immediately sad, and he sighed, "Is things going well?" β
The maid lowered her head slightly: "Horizontal and vertical...... That's it. My aunt and grandmother are very angry. β
The old gentleman snorted: "What aunt! I haven't married, I've never even worshipped in church, and I haven't seen a man, so why did I become an aunt and grandmother? β
The maid hurriedly changed her words: "Our girl is very angry, so she doesn't care about that villain." β
The old gentleman snorted again, threw up his sleeves and stood up, called the second child of the teahouse to come and pay for the tea, and followed the maid downstairs slowly. There was a green cover and Zhuying eight-treasure car parked downstairs, and the maid gently lifted the curtain to go up. In an instant, someone saw a beautiful face flashing inside. Although it was only for a moment, it was enough for the girl's bright eyes to slip through the lively moves, and everyone thought that the girl in the car was looking at herself. The old gentleman coughed, and a little servant led the horse, turned on the horse, and went away with the carriage.
There was an uproar in the building. Tsk, beauty, wealthy family, a good Lao Tzu at a glance, and a pretty maid who is as good as everyone's ladies. What poor student hasn't had this dream? The crowd began to talk about it. There was also an old scholar in the corner, and no one paid attention to him because he was wearing ordinary cloth clothes. The old man suddenly said: "Don't think nonsense, this family is about to leave." β
Everyone turned their heads like puppets: "This gentleman, you know? β
The old Confucian took a sip of tea and said slowly: "The gentleman just now, surnamed Liu, was originally lifted by the people. It's just that he didn't hit the spring several times, and he entered the brocade guard. β
"Boom-" The crowd was in an uproar. After the Emperor Taishang hunted in the east, the brocade guards dispersed. Even so, the three words "Jinyiwei" are still enough to bluff people.
"This Liu Qianhu has a lot of money, and he doesn't mind being wrongly bad."
"Boom-" was another commotion. Okay, it's still a thousand households. There are not many Jinyi guards, but it is too easy to get money. I know with my toes that this Liu Qianhu is so rich.
"It's a pity that his daughter, a good Miss Beijing, why did she marry to the south? The husband had already been sick, and Miss Liu couldn't get out of bed at all when she was sent over. She didn't even worship in the hall, and Miss Liu never saw her man, so she lived in a side hospital with a maid and a nurse for three years. β
A lifter asked, "Why didn't this Liu Qianhu bring his daughter back earlier?" β
The old man glanced at him: "The daughter you should send out can be picked up so easily?" It's been three years! If you don't survive until the man dies, he won't be able to take it back. And the mother-in-law's family also said that they were coming back to visit relatives, and they would be sent back for three months at most. β
Oops, how can there be such a thing! Everyone clapped the case and said: "How can this be true! It's too much of a deception! Whose family is that mother-in-law? β
The old man said slowly: "What's the use of talking to you?" is powerful and powerful, and even this Liu Qianhu can't afford to provoke him. β
The crowd tore their throats and cursed. I don't know who is scolding, so I just pick up the elegant words and scold. After they scolded for a while, Lao Ru sighed: "Lao Liu only has such a daughter." A few days ago, he had made up his mind, sold his family property, and prepared to secretly move his family to Malay in Nanyang. The country has just been established over there, and the lord of the country is still my dynasty, and there are not a few local people left who have fought wars, and they are widely accepting immigrants from our dynasty and recruiting talents from our country. He said that it would be good to find a son-in-law over there in the future, and he would not pick any family background. He shook his head again and said, "That girl is really a talented girl, but it's a pity that she can only marry a barbarian." β
The shopkeeper couldn't help but ask, "Are you still a talented girl?" How do you know that? β
The old Confucian said: "Their family is the old man's neighborhood. When this little girl was young, the old man read the poems she wrote. Then he thought, "'Once you meet and think once, you are the most affectionate and the most affectionate.'" There are 3,000 trees under the lonely mountain forest, and it is this branch that can withstand frost. This is the work of plum blossoms when she was thirteen years old. β
"Good!" A man took the lead in stroking his palms and shouted, and suddenly the teahouse was full of applause. Someone asked where the old man lived.
The old man waved his hand and said, "I was also young and knew your thoughts, so I told you that they were leaving." Otherwise, why would I bother to do so much? In China, Liu Qianhu couldn't stop the shameless in-law's family. He shook his head and sighed, "It's cheaper for the barbarian cubs of the South Seas." But he stood up, gave the money for the tea, and went away. Someone surrounded him and asked where he lived, and he looked at the scholars and said, "Hugh is daydreaming again, their house is settled." "Walk away. There were two lifters who secretly followed this old man, not wanting him to turn a corner and disappear.
Although people don't know the trace, the matter can be left behind, and it spreads all over the capital in the blink of an eye. According to Jia Cong's words, this thing is a big prize. Knowing that there is only one person out of thousands of people who can win, that is, thousands of people go to buy lottery tickets and bet on that one in a thousand chance - maybe it's yourself? And the lifters all thought, such a beauty, such a property, wouldn't it be a pity to be cheap barbarians? There are few scholars in barbarian places, and I stand out from the crowd when I go, don't I? Within a few days, there were hundreds of people who packed up and left Beijing, all of whom wanted to go to Nanyang.
The one who pretended to be a maid was the fifth girl of the Zeng family in Luzhou, and in the carriage was the best second girl in their family. I don't know what method Jia Yu has used to subdue these women. Lao Confucian, it is Wang Fu who is addicted to acting.
This matter also spread to the palace of King Yan. King Yan didn't care what kind of brocade clothes and thousands of households he left, but in the past few months, cocoa tea has been sold very well, like brown gold. He knew that this thing was produced in the South Seas Java and Malay, and the lords of these two countries were both surnamed Zhou. Now that I heard that the Malay Kingdom was recruiting, it was inevitable that I would pay some attention, so I ordered Feng Ziying, Jia Cong and others to go to his mansion to discuss the matter.
Jia Cong listened to them honestly for a long time before saying: "Nanyang and I are separated by the sea, and the audio is inconvenient. These two Zhou lords are both pirates, so they probably don't know how to govern the country. I thought, my brother-in-law Gao Mangben is also a military general, but their Ping'an Prefecture is already a commercial area, and he has two older brothers, and it is not his turn to come out. Otherwise, let him go to Java or Malay and become an official and a half-job. There are few talents in the foreign barbarians, maybe he can become a big official. β
Situ Pan's eyes lit up! It's not that he has no one at hand, but North America is vast and sparsely populated, and there will be the most shortage of people in the coming year, and the small countries in the South Seas have to put it aside for the time being. The Gao family follows the Jia family, and Gao Mang is Jia Cong's brother-in-law, who is more reliable than others. I couldn't help but stroke my beard and nodded: "It's also a personal choice." β
Jia Cong muttered: "It also saves the cousin-in-law of the Gao family from bothering my sister endlessly." β
Situ Pan glanced at him: "Co-authoring is for this!" β
Jia Cong pursed his lips and muttered again: "Originally." No matter how happy a woman is in her in-law's house, it is not as good as moving out at home. β
Situ Pan pondered for a while: "It's more suitable to be honestly no one." But what do you have in store for him? β
"Don't!" Jia Cong said, "He just takes his wife and children with him." Did he still hand people a post with the words 'Gao Mang, the third son of Gao Li', who was made of the Ping'an Prefecture Festival? Even if the lord of the country is a pirate, he is not stupid! What people want is talent, talent, and talent. β
Feng Ziying also said: "Not bad. If Brother Gao Xian had passed, he would have pretended to be an ordinary strong man who went to Nanyang to find a way. There are many people who pass by horizontally, and he is not visible in it. It's just that their Ping'an Prefecture has been a place where businessmen have gathered all these years, and it is inevitable that some maritime merchants will recognize him. β
Jia Cong said: "It's okay to recognize it. He is the third, and everything in Ping'an Prefecture will not be his turn no matter how it is calculated. He thought for a moment, "It's just that I have to go to Chang'an." My aunt and grandmother are too old to let him go. β
Situ Pan was stunned: "Is Jia Taijun still alive?" β
Jia Cong nodded: "The old man's body is tough." It's justβit's also over eighty years old. When she was on her old man's birthday, our family happened to be keeping filial piety for my grandmother. If Cousin Mang goes to Nanyang...... He will not be able to catch up with his grandmother. β
Situ Pan sighed: "Since ancient times, loyalty and filial piety cannot be both, you are so good to persuade her to be an old man." β
Jia Cong responded. Suddenly thinking of Jia Mulai, I was inexplicably a little sad.