Chapter 47 The Tenant, the Steward, the Mo Family, and Me

(There is a major overhaul at the end of chapter forty-six, and those who read it early yesterday are recommended to take a glance.) so as not to be connected)

Although he has always claimed to be a child of the Mo family, and today in the suburbs, in order to defend the "honor" of the Mo family, he is arguing with Lu Zang. However, deep down in Zhang Qian's heart, he never took the matter of the Mo family's children seriously!

The so-called Qin Mo disciple is just a lie he deliberately made up in order to cover up his identity as a traverser. In fact, most of what he knows about Mojia comes from the 21st century network. Most of the understanding of the Mojia scriptures and the deeds of many sages of the Mohist family comes from the papers collected in the mobile phone.

These fragmented aphorisms and stories are more than enough to talk nonsense at the wine table, or to deal with Lu Zang with this kind of fault-finder. However, it could not form a complete theoretical system, let alone guide him on how to survive in an unfamiliar environment and social system.

However, except for the Mohists who have been studying lately, Zhang Qian has not been able to find a better theory to support his willful actions.

Deep down, he was subconsciously rejecting Ren Cong to deal with the problems he encountered today. Because he had vaguely expected that after Ren Cong came back, he would definitely lift the board high and put it down gently.

Deep down, he was reluctant to trouble Zhang Ruoxu for this little thing. When the initial impulse passed, Zhang Ruoxu's figure distanced himself from him in Zhang Qian's mind.

The other party just had a meal with him, a bottle of toilet water, a bottle of wind oil essence and a bottle of gold oil, and the last three things were still samples made from ceramic bottles the day before yesterday, and they didn't have time to do any fine packaging. He didn't dare to ask for extravagance, and the other party was willing to get involved in his family affairs for a few gifts!

In addition, deep down, there is a strong self-esteem that drives Zhang Qian to solve the problem in front of him alone.

He just claimed to be Qin Mo's descendant during the day, and quoted scriptures in front of He Zhizhang and Zhang Ruoxu and others, claiming that "Confucianism stands by words, and ink practitioners practice it", and when it was time to "practice it" at night, he dropped the chain! In the future, what face will there be to walk around with a few seniors, or even sit and talk?

Therefore, today's problem, Zhang Qian must solve it by himself, and the way to solve it must also have a bit of Mojia color, or at least on the surface, it looks more Mojia!

Although, although Zhang Qian has clearly realized that the so-called seniors' examination school is thinking too much.

The examination school does not exist, but it does not prevent him from taking today's events as his first exam question after coming to Datang.

This idea, as soon as it was born, took root in his mind and could no longer be contained.

"Zijuan, get a pen and paper!" Driven by the combination of three points of alcohol, three points of blood and four points of stubbornness of not admitting defeat, Zhang Qian slapped the table case violently and commanded with pride.

"Yes, Shaolang-kun!" Finding that Zhang Qian suddenly judged the two of them, Zijuan was stunned and answered happily.

Shao Langjun no longer worries about how to deal with the housekeeper, so she doesn't have to worry about her own Shao Langjun anymore. As for the housekeepers, the housekeepers and the tenants, who is right and who is wrong, and what does it matter to her little purple juan?

"Shaolangjun, what are you planning to ......" Ren Quan was confused by Zhang Qian's sudden cheering up, and tentatively took half a step forward and asked cautiously.

"Do the question!" Zhang Qian glanced at him and replied proudly.

He didn't believe that he could even study a copycat with flower water and wind oil essence, and he could really stump himself with this little this afternoon!

Anyway, the worst result is that all tenant rents will not be collected, and the land on the Zhuangzi will not be tenanted to outsiders in the future, and the wild flowers and bees will be directly abandoned!

The little tenant rent collected every year is not even a dime a dozen compared to the income of the flower water.

For the sake of this nothing, it is not worth ruining your reputation!

And as long as the tenants don't rent land in Zhangjiazhuang, no matter how much they owe debts to others, they can't survive, it has nothing to do with him Zhang Qian!

Cause and effect, cause and effect, stained is cause and effect.

If you don't even touch it, you won't be able to cause and effect!

"Boom!" There was really thunder outside the window, and it was going to rain again, and the rain in the three years of Shenlong was very much!

"Shaolang-kun, it's raining!" I couldn't understand what Zhang Qian said, and I couldn't understand where Zhang Qian's excitement came from, Ren Quan turned his head and looked outside, reminding him with a smile. "Steward Cui, Steward Cui, they are still kneeling at the door!"

"You go out, tell them all to go back to their rooms and rest first, tonight, I don't have time to deal with them!" Zhang Qian frowned and commanded impatiently.

"Yes!" Ren Quan was relieved, and immediately turned around and walked to the door.

He saw that Zhang Shaolangjun had lost face in front of He Zhuangyuan this afternoon, and he was angry in his heart, so he wanted to sweep Steward Cui and Zhang Ren and Zhang Fu out of the house together.

At the moment, Zhang Shaolang is angry, so no matter who comes to persuade him, no matter how he persuades, it will definitely not be easy.

And as long as it drags on today, when Zhang Shaolangjun sleeps with Zijuan in his arms, the gas in his stomach will almost disappear.

When the anger is gone, it will naturally be understood that the housekeeper is to "kill chickens and make an example of monkeys", so he went to pull the Wang family's cattle. The housekeeper is completely for the purpose of protecting the interests of the village, and he is selfless.

Knowing the housekeeper's good intentions, Zhang Shaolangjun naturally would no longer deal with the housekeeper too harshly. At most, it is just a few scolding in public to save the lost face and accidentally ruin the image of the housekeeper!

When he was happy for Steward Cui, who would have thought that Zhang Qian's voice came from behind him: "Wait, let me be in charge, by the way, help me ask the housekeeper one thing, how many people owe Zhuangzi tenant rent and famine around here?" Then, let the housekeeper and Zhang Ren, Zhang Fu go back and think about it carefully, what did they do wrong today?! (Note 1: Famine is another name for debt.) ）

"Yes!" When Ren Quan heard this, his mood became more and more relaxed, and his steps were like flying, as if he had suddenly learned light skills.

Shaking his head at Ren Quan's back, Zhang Qian turned his gaze to the table.

Zijuan had already taken the pen and paper.

The pen is a charcoal strip that he made specifically for himself. It's not as comfortable to write with a pencil as it is, and it's not as small as it is, but it's far more convenient than a brush.

Paper is the mulberry paper commonly used by Datang readers. It is three times thicker than the A4 white paper of later generations, and the surface is not white enough. But the victory is sturdy, and the length is more than ten feet. Write it from right to left, and then roll it up after writing the whole sheet, and it just happens to become a "roll" book.

Zhang Qian didn't know how many "volumes" there were always when it came to books in ancient China, was it because some books in the Tang Dynasty were rolled up and stored, rather than bound into volumes?

He didn't have time, and he didn't bother to guess.

With three points of wine, Zhang Qian adjusted the paper that should have been unfolded horizontally to ninety degrees, and spread it on the table that Zijuan quickly cleaned up from top to bottom.

Like a waterfall, the mulberry paper unfolded along the table, slid down, and fell to the ground at the end. Taking a deep breath, Zhang Qian lifted the pen, hung his wrist, and slowly wrote down three groups of Chinese characters at the top of the mulberry paper, tenants, housekeepers, and Mojia.

Putting down the pen, tilting his head, carefully studying the three groups of Chinese characters for a moment, he lifted the pen again and hung his wrist, and wrote a big "I" at a distance of four fingers from the two characters "Mojia"

"Boom!" Lightning pierced through the window, casting his shadow on the snow-white walls. At this moment, his shadow was like a madman!

Startled by the thunder, Zijuan hurried to the door and summoned the servant to close the window outside. Lightning and autumn rain were quickly isolated from the wooden windows, but there was still a muffled thunder and a continuous stream.

"Right? Wrong? Writing a set of simplified Chinese characters and symbols under the words "tenant" and "housekeeper" respectively, Zhang Qian stopped his pen and began to meditate again, accompanied by the sound of rolling thunder.

Trying to put aside the influence of the opera "The White-Haired Girl" on himself, he tried to think about the problems in front of him without any emotion as he did with exam papers.

From the perspective of safeguarding the interests of the employer, Steward Cui can only say that he did the work too roughly, but he did not make a mistake in principle. The housekeeper's salary is paid by the owner, and he must ensure the income of the owner's family as much as possible. If he does not fulfill his duties, he will be sorry for the "high salary" offered to him by the owner's family, and the "employees" under him will also think that he is weak!

From the tenants' point of view, if there is not much food left in hand after paying the rent, they will definitely find a way to get rid of the tenants' rent. Because the rent adjustment is levied by the government, the government has a strong deterrent and harm to them. However, the deterrent and harmful power of the owner of the leased land is not the same as that of the government.

So, when necessary, the housekeeper must show the power of damage! will definitely choose a tenant who is in arrears of rent and make an example of the monkey.

From the perspective of housekeepers, they will all make similar choices, but the means they take are different.

From the perspective of the tenants of the whole Tang Dynasty, the housekeeper's approach is an unforgivable evil and a big mistake. For after the steward takes away the tenant's rent, the tenant's whole family will go hungry. If the steward pulls away the ploughing cattle, the whole family of the tenants will be cut off!

Even if it is placed in the special case of the Wang family, although the Wang Tian family has a serious patriarchal plot, although the Wang Tian family is so poor that he can't afford to pay the tenant rent, he still has to provide for his eldest son to study. Her approach is also understandable.

If you don't train a scholar to come out, the children and grandchildren of the Wang family will always be tenants! There will never be a chance to climb up!

No one is qualified to deprive them of their upside and block their upside, even if they are tenants!

"Boom!" Thunder and lightning slashed down from the sky, shaking the rooftops. God, I don't know who is angry, it's autumn, and there is a thunderstorm!

Zijuan and Ren Quan, who had just returned to the house after completing their mission, were frightened by the thunder and the lightning shining through the cracks in the window guards, and their scalps were numb. And Zhang Qian, who has completely entered the state of the exam, is completely unaware of the thunder and lightning.

Between the "tenant" and the "steward", a shield was drawn, and a spear was drawn. He continued to lift the pen and dance all the way down.

If the steward is not punished, the steward will definitely intensify next. Under the persecution of the housekeepers, the tenants will become more and more unable to make ends meet, and then sell their cattle, daughters, and sell their hands to drop the already insufficient amount of land.

If the steward is punished, the tenants will surely follow the example of the Wang family and compete to pay the tenant rent in the absence of the means to support the family. There will even be cases like the one Ren Quan described earlier.

People have to live before they can consider morality and conscience. Ren Quan was right about this, but Zhang Qian didn't have the courage to admit it before.

In this case, the smarter solution is to beat the housekeeper hard and save the image of the owner. At the same time, all debts of the Wang family were forgiven, and the lease with the Wang family was terminated.

In this way, the owner of the village is still a good gentry. With the precedent of the Wang family losing their lease qualifications, other tenants will also carefully consider whether to pay the tenant rent in full or be terminated.

It is believed that in most cases, tenants will choose the former.

As for the unlucky housekeeper, who let him take the salary of his employer, he is responsible for the black pot that should be carried.

And the Wang family broke the contract first, and the owner of the village has been benevolent to his family. The life and death of their whole family in the future has nothing to do with Zhangjiazhuang at all!

The thunder is getting quieter, the rain is murmuring outside the window, and the cold is bone-chilling.

He sighed softly, and tried to expel the sympathy that had just sprung up in his heart. Zhang Qian turned his gaze to the group of words "Mojia".

If you are a child of the Mo family, what should you do?

Under the word "Mojia", he wrote "and love", and then stopped the pen, he shook his head and sighed.

After sighing, he wrote down "The old and the old, the young and the young!" Then he sighed longer.

His understanding of Mohism and Confucianism is all that is there. He has not systematically studied deeper theories, let alone used them for reference.

And if he did it according to the theory of "love", he would punish the steward severely, and then declare that all the tenants would be exempted from arrears, and then, hoping for the kindness of the tenants, the servants would know that no one should be grateful, and everyone should be honest and orderly. Also, God put away his bad temper as soon as possible, and give the coming year a smooth wind and rain, and a bumper harvest!

I am afraid that it is not the Mohists, but the rule of the sages entrusted by Confucianism, in fact, Confucianism has been looking forward to it for more than 2,500 years, but it has not been expected. Their ultimate solution was to blame the Emperor for the natural disaster. Let the emperor issue an edict to offend himself, or find a way to change the emperor to be in charge.

As for whether this final plan is effective, it is up to the wise to see what is going on. At the very least, the grievances of the people will be temporarily reduced, and the losses suffered by the owners will be controlled to the extent that they can.

And the real Mo family, according to the Mo sages that Zhang Qian knew, would divide their fields and give them to the tenants when they could not see the rule of the sages reappear, and then wear clothes to grow and eat themselves, so that they would have no clothes and no meat.

At the bottom of the group of words "Mojia", he drew a coat and a hoe. Zhang Qian smiled bitterly and shook his head. Although the days before the crossing were ordinary, he had meat to eat every day. After coming to Datang, it was basically no meat and no joy. Just thinking about the days of vegetarianism, he knows that he can't live at all!

As for growing and eating for himself, he believed that in less than a year, he would have to starve to death in the fields.

Obviously, he, a child of the Mo family, can only wear a skin, and he can't practice it no matter what!

With a long sigh, Zhang Qian turned his gaze to the word "butler" again, and then, gritting his teeth, drew a whip under the butler, and then changed his hand to a carriage.

His gaze quickly swept to the tenant, and when the pen fell, he drew a praying mantis.

Without the courage and ability to choose to be a real "Mo family" child, it seems that he can only buy people's hearts by punishing the housekeeper, and use the method of breaking the lease with the Wang family to set an example.

Then, the steward continued to defend the interests of the owner of the farm, and the tenants had to pay the tenant rent as soon as possible in order not to end up in the termination of the contract. Then, day after day, year after year......

"Don't be an An An starvation, especially a praying mantis!" A tasteless sentence suddenly rushed into his mind. (Note: This sentence was said by the great Confucianism in the late Ming Dynasty to be an uprising.) Advise the other party to starve to death and not rebel. ）

Outside the window, the thunder is even lower, and the rain is like a whip! The voice is urgent, and the voice is urging people to get old.

This is the final result, as long as there is no change of dynasty, the owner will always be a sanctimonious sage. In fact, if it weren't for the revolution, Huang Shiren would have lived a good life and was happy!

Whether Xi'er sets fire to it or pretends to be a ghost, she will never be able to hurt Huang Shiren in the slightest!

"Smack!" Suddenly raised his hand and slapped himself, Zhang Qian quickly regained consciousness.

Under the stunned gazes of Zijuan and Ren Quan, he waved his charcoal pen, and at the end of the group of words "butler", he quickly drew an orangutan head, and then put a question mark fiercely.

He has evolved more than 1,300 years more than the people of this era!

He did cross over, but he couldn't be more ancient than the ancients!

His gaze quickly turned to the last set of words, "I".

Gritted his teeth, expanded his chest, and then, he walked under the word "I"!

"Boom! Bang! Bang! "The thunder came again, from far and near. Almost hanging over his head!

Confucianism is wrong, no matter whether the emperor is immoral or not, the owner must collect the tenant rent as much as possible to ensure his own interests.

The Mo family is also wrong, if it can't guarantee that the food will be abundant as soon as possible, the property will be abundant as soon as possible. No matter how hard the ink artist tries to distribute food and material things equally, everyone will only suffer poverty together!

No one wants to live in poverty for long. The equally divided land will soon fall into the hands of one of the tenants and his descendants, and then the tenants will become the owner of the village, and the steward will be hired, and then the next cycle will begin!

Everyone is wrong, whether tenants, stewards, owners, or emperors!

The whole era is wrong, including God!

If we want to change these, we can only change the backward production mode in front of us.

Zhang Qian is a fake child of the Mo family, but he is a genuine graduate school dog in the Department of Philosophy. And almost one-third of the class time in college is the sharpest and most useless dragon slaying in philosophy!

He didn't expect, and he didn't have the ability, to slay the dragon with the dragon slaying technique he had learned.

He also doesn't have the tenacity and ambition to slay dragons!

However, he can at least rely on the dragon slaying technique he has learned to change the Zhuangzi where he is located! Change around, these dozens of households!

"Boom! Bang! Bang! "Outside the window, thunder came again, accompanied by crazy lightning, as if it was about to tear the whole world apart, crumple it, and then reshape it.

Datang, I'm coming!

A dragon slaying knife, a few simplified Chinese characters, appeared under the word "I" one after another.

"Bang dang! Click, click, click! "The wind blew off a window, and countless bolts of lightning entered through the window. Zhang Qian's figure is once again illuminated like a mad demon!

Ren Quan and Zijuan screamed and rushed out the door, trying to reinstall the window guards. Zhang Qian himself was not moved by the thunder at all.

It was as if a heavy shell had been shattered by lightning. At this moment, he felt that his whole body was extremely relaxed.

Putting down the carbon bar, Zhang Qian slowly smiled under the lamp.

From now on, for Datang, he Zhang Qian is no longer a bystander.

From this moment on, he finally became a real Tang man!