Wang Changmu took out ten taels of silver from his arms and handed it to the shopkeeper.

He stood up and said, "Thank you." ”

After saying this, he took Wang Youzhen and left the teahouse.

Wang Youzhen left the teahouse with his father, and in the process of walking to the mule cart, he couldn't help but be a little stunned.

After preparing for so long and working for so long, this is the end of it?

After preparing for so long in front of me, and sitting in the teahouse for less than a cup of tea, this matter, or is such an important thing ending so hastily?

Wang Changmu sat back on the mule cart, glanced at his eldest son Wang Youzhen, who was stunned there, and roughly guessed his thoughts.

Wang Changmu didn't say specifically, he hoped that there were some things that the eldest son could comprehend by himself.

If this is placed in the Hongwu period, if you want to become a grain chief, it will take a year or two to operate.

Not necessarily yet.

In the current era, corrupt officials are rampant.

Everything depends on the silver, as long as the silver is enough, buying an official beard is like doing business.

The buyer gives the silver, and the seller will naturally give the goods to the buyer as soon as possible.

The eldest son, Wang Youzhen, felt that he was so sloppy, because it was not the goods of yarn spindles and cotton cloth that were bought and sold, but the grain chief who was in charge of the life and death of the people in the three villages.

The father and son did not stay in the county town, but slept directly on the mule cart and rushed back overnight.

Wang Changmu was not affected in any way and slept soundly in the carriage.

Wang Youzhen didn't fall asleep that night, and his mind kept thinking about the scene in the teahouse.

When it dawned, a reddish glow appeared in the distant sky.

Wang Youzhen looked at the morning glow in the distance and figured out the doorway.

At this time, Wang Changmu also woke up, looked at his eldest son, who had not slept all night, and smiled gently: "Think clearly?" ”

Wang Youzhen said with a little answer: "Father, my son was next to me when the Mao Institute was established that day. ”

Wang Changmu nodded: "My father knows." ”

Wang Youzhen continued: "Father, the child has a deeper understanding of why those uncles shed tears after seeing Taizu's thoughts. ”

"A small county government is so rampant in buying and selling officials, and it doesn't care at all about the character of this grain chief, whether more than 1,000 people in three villages will be tortured to death by this grain chief."

"They only care about their money bags and how much profit this official seller can bring to themselves."

The next words were not explicitly stated, Wang Changmu and Wang Youzhen's father and son sighed tacitly.

A small grain chief has already decided the life and death of more than a thousand ordinary people.

If this is replaced by the prefect of the county, or even the prefect of the prefecture, it will be related to the life and death of 100,000 people, or even hundreds of thousands of millions of people.

If these prefects, prefectures, and prefects are all bought with silver, the first thing these officials who have no talent and no good character will have to do is to get back the silver they threw out.

How can I get it back?

There is only one way to loot the people's fat and people's ointment.

Wang Youzhen suddenly said seriously: "Father, the next step is to speed up the spread of Taizu's thoughts." ”

"We can't let the people go on in such a mess and willingly exploit these corrupt officials."

Wang Changmu agreed with the eldest son's suggestion.

The gentle expression on his face became a little serious: "That's right, my father will next enlighten the people of the three villages with a few classmates." ”

"Regardless of whether you succeed in the end or not, as long as you can sow the seeds of Taizu's thought and take root in the land of the Ming Dynasty."

"Even if you and I, father and son, die tomorrow under the swords of officers and soldiers, it will be worth it."

Wang Changmu's words were very unlucky, but they said Wang Youzhen's heart.

The most important thing in the industrial revolution is not the transformation of industrial technology, but the transformation of the hearts of ordinary people.

Only so that the common people are no longer ignorant and live truly like a person, and not a humanoid beast under the rule of the bureaucratic squire.

This is the real industrial revolution.

Wang Youzhen nodded solemnly, and then showed a smile: "The child hasn't slept all night, and he is really sleepy." ”

"It's daylight, but I'm sure I'll be able to get a good night's sleep."

After saying this, Wang Youzhen lay down in the mule cart and went to sleep directly.

Not long after lying down, he made a sound of sleeping snoring.

Wang Changmu gently covered the eldest son Wang Youzhen with a green cloth quilt, looked at the sleeping face of the eldest son Wang Youzhen, and said solemnly in his heart.

Child, you can rest assured.

No matter what you do, your father will always support you unconditionally and always be the strongest backing by your side.

Wang Changmu looked at the sleeping face of his eldest son Wang Youzhen, and glanced at Wang Erlong, who was driving the car outside.

Somehow, I couldn't help but hum a little nursery rhyme from the countryside.

I don't know how long this little nursery rhyme hasn't been hummed.

Back then, when Wang Youzhen was still lying in swaddling clothes, he, as a father, did not feel a trace of shame, and often hummed nursery rhymes to his children.