Chapter 370: The Integrity of an Industrialist

More than a dozen brothers and nephews of the same clan didn't dare to really prostitute themselves in the daytime because of their face, but stared hungrily at those fair-skinned and beautiful maids with hungry eyes, eager to eat them on the spot.

Zheng Yuanwai said this, firstly, to give them some sweetness, and more importantly, to break the shame of this group of brothers and nephews of the same clan, making them a group of people with no moral bottom line.

Without the moral bottom line, it is easy to control, and there is no burden to transport large quantities of saltpeter and sulfur to the Manchu Qing, after all, these things are used to attack the Ming Dynasty and kill the people of the Ming Dynasty.

More than a dozen brothers and nephews of the same clan only dared to eat people with their eyes, and they didn't dare to really rush over and take off the pleated skirts of the beautiful maids, so Zheng Yuanwai decided to add a fire.

Zheng Yuanwai said very plainly: "The three of you go to the wing room to strip naked and wait, who dares to disobey, tomorrow the official will sell her to the Qinglou." ”

The three beautiful maids were obviously very afraid of the word Qinglou, and no matter how reluctant they were, they could only go to the wing room to strip naked and wait.

Zheng Yuanwai continued to add a fire: "These three twenty-eight maids are still chicks. ”

The breathing of more than a dozen brothers and nephews of the same clan instantly became heavy, and a single nephew who had not yet married a wife at the age of thirty did not speak, and rushed into a side room with his head stuffed.

Seeing that someone rushed in, the other brothers and nephews of the same clan completely let go and rushed into the wing.

The next day, early in the morning.

There is also a red morning glow on the horizon.

on the official road that has been stretched away.

Zheng Yuanwai left with more than a dozen brothers and nephews of the same clan, and the magistrate and the squires personally sent Zheng Yuanwai out of Shili, but his mood was obviously not as good as when he came.

Zheng Yuanwai stood beside the carriage on the dirt road of the official road, and deliberately waited for a cup of tea, but his father and uncles still did not come to see him off.

After another cup of tea, Zheng Yuanwai walked into the carriage and closed his eyes as he closed his eyes and recuperated in the manner of several scholars: "Catch the car." ”

The groom immediately raised his whip and drove the carriage down the official road.

At the moment when the carriage was about to leave the county border, Zheng Yuanwai suddenly opened his eyes, and his gaze was extremely firm.

"You don't understand."

A few days later, Zheng Yuanwai returned to the capital.

On the banks of the Chaohe River in the eastern suburbs of the capital, there is also a person who has returned.

Xu Jixin, who was supposed to be at home for his grandfather's filial piety for three years, left the grass house in front of the grave and returned to the coal laboratory and the steel laboratory before the three-year period.

At the gate of the cement wall, Zhu Shun, who was about to go to Miyun County, met Xu Jixin, who was dressed in a vegetarian suit, and still had the gilded eight-sided Han sword pinned to his waist.

In this Ming Dynasty, who judges a person by filial piety, if he does not keep filial piety to his teacher for three years, he will be spurned by the world, and he will not be able to gain a foothold in officialdom and shopping malls, let alone his grandfather.

In addition, Xu Jixin, as the eldest son of the long house, is even more sensitive, and if he does something wrong, it will be publicized a lot.

On the cement road at the gate where a lot of coal was scattered, Zhu Shun helped up Xu Jixin, who bowed solemnly: "You are ...... salary"

Xu Jixin didn't answer, took out a suicide note written by his grandfather and handed it to his teacher.

Zhu Shun took it and read it carefully, and when he read the last line, he almost cried.

Xu Guangqi, who had been worried about the country and the people all his life, did not forget to consider the people until he died, and told his grandson not to delay the industrialization of coal and steel because of him.

Keeping filial piety for three years is just a false name, and every year of delay, many people will freeze to death in the increasingly cold winter because they can't afford firewood.

instructed his grandson Xu Jixin to be worthy of the name his grandfather gave him, not to seek to reach the princes, and to do more practical things for the people of the Ming Dynasty.

As for the reputation of his grandson, as well as the reputation of the Xu family, Xu Guangqi just said a word.

The lives of the people are better than the century-old reputation of the Xu family.

Xu Jixin, who was still grieving, didn't want to speak much, gave a solemn salute to his mentor again, hurriedly walked into the coal laboratory, and brought a bunch of reports to look at the progress of coal washing research.

Zhu Shun gently smoothed the folded paper corner of the envelope, gently put it into his arms, and left the coal laboratory with a smile.

He has been committed to cultivating industrialists, a group of factory owners who will prosper the country and save the country through industry.

But I forgot one thing.

The feelings of the ancient ancestors for their family and country are far from being understood by modern people who have been corrupted by money and interests.

For the sake of integrity, for the sake of the country, there are still people in China who stand and die Wen Tianxiang.

He has devoted his life to fighting against the Jin Kingdom, but he has not been reused, and he died of illness on the bed and did not forget the land tour of 'the family sacrifice did not forget to tell Naiweng'.

Five sons, six grandchildren, two nephews, eight nephews, and a family of more than 40 Sun Chengzong who died after the country was broken.

Xu Guangqi is one of them!

Although Xu Guangqi did not die standing, he did not die martyrdom.

In the face of the Jin merchants, the Donglin Party, and the entire bureaucratic and gentry class of the Ming Dynasty, Zhu Shun's belief in his heart became firmer.

Lao Tzu not only wants to carry out the first industrial revolution, but also to carry out the second industrial revolution in Daming, and press the electric light for the people of Daming.

For the next period of time, the Donglin Party, which is 'sure to win', and Zhu Shun, who is 'sure to lose', are waiting, waiting for the arrival of the autumn harvest.

The difference is.

The Donglin Party is drunk and golden, and is full of fat and powder.

Zhu Shun and his disciple Song Shihui were standing in the rice seedling paddy field and waiting, covered in mud.

Hybrid paddy field.

There was a blazing sun hanging in the sky.

Zhu Shun wore a hat, rolled up his trouser legs, and stood in the paddy field looking at the rice fields with no edge in sight.

Standing beside him was Song Shihui, who had completed a feat comparable to that of Sage Kong, but without any publicity, just smoking a dry cigarette one by one.

The summer breeze is blowing.

brought a grassy fragrance mixed with rice seedlings, blowing to the tip of Zhu Shun's nose, refreshing people's hearts.

It is more fragrant than any fat powder.

Chen Yuanyuan and Liu Ru are standing beside Zhu Shun in the late Ming Dynasty, and they are not as good as this grassy fragrance.

Zhu Shun glanced back at the thin black disciple wearing a hat, removed the hat, rubbed his head and said with a smile: "Shihui, you are the most proud protégé of the teacher." ”

Song Shihui suddenly lowered her head, her body trembling slightly.