Zu Zerun and others wore satin cotton jackets, and embroidered large balls with gold threads, which looked like Suzhou embroidery craftsmanship.

These people stood beside Cao Wenyao, glared at Zu Zerun opposite with a waist knife, and scolded.

"The surname is Zu, are you fucking itching again?"

"Dare to come? You were light last time, but this time I see if Lao Tzu doesn't kill you. ”

"Ancestor Guisun, do you think that if Mr. Cao loses his position, there will be no one to help Brother Wen Yao, right?"

Zu Zerun was waiting for these people to come over, ignoring the insults of the spitting stars, and took two steps forward.

A man walked to the middle of the dilapidated street, stood in the snow, pointed to the person behind him and said, "His father is Xu Yong, but he is just a general." ”

"There is a two-entry house in the capital, wearing silk woven in Suzhou, eating white rice from Wuxi, and even there is a second-class thin horse in Yangzhou."

Yangzhou thin horse is divided into three classes, the first class teaches her to play the piano, blow the flute, chant poetry, writing, in addition to the nurse specially taught to dress up and stand and sit and lie down, and according to the "Ruyi Jun Biography" this spring palace map, learn the pillow style.

Second-class, don't teach her to play and sing calligraphy and painting, let her know some more words, only learn two sets of pipa and strings, teach her to calculate accounts, manage family affairs, and do business.

Third-class, don't teach her to know silk and bamboo, only let her learn some female red picking velvet sprinkling line, big cuts and small reductions, but also to earn money, in addition to learning the kung fu of cooking, frying and steaming, making stove food, fiddling with fruits, each has its own skills.

As Zu Zerun expected, this group of vulgar men wearing coarse cloth patch clothes subconsciously swallowed their saliva when they heard Yangzhou Skinny Horse.

Zu Zerun pointed to the other person behind him and said, "His father is Hao Xiaozhong, just a thousand generals in charge of five hundred soldiers. ”

"There is a three-entry house in the capital, and there are as many as 300 servants in the family, one first-class Yangzhou thin horse, and three second-class Yangzhou thin horses."

After Zu Zerun finished speaking, he pointed to the person opposite and said, "Huang Jingbian, your father is a guerrilla in charge of 3,000 soldiers and horses. ”

"The status is much higher than that of a thousand presidents, let alone a small general manager in charge of a hundred people."

"But look at the life you're living now, it's such a cold weather, you don't even have a padded jacket to protect you from the cold, even if you can endure such a hard life."

"Don't you think about Lingtang and your wife and children, oh, by the way, you don't have a wife and children."

"Because your family can't afford a dowry, the most beloved woman should marry someone else."

The men behind Cao Wenyao were like a rainbow when they first came, and Zu Zerun didn't say anything coercive or tempting, but just said some facts, which immediately made these men hang their shoulders and purse their lips tightly and stop talking.

It is often the facts that hurt the most.

Zu Zerun paused for a moment, waited until the heat was almost over, and took another step forward: "As long as you follow me, I will ensure that you will be warmly clothed and fed in the future, and you can marry a few wives and concubines if you want." ”

Cao Wenyao quietly looked at Zu Zerun and said the ultimate goal, where is to let these seed brothers follow him, but let the fathers of the seed brothers follow Zu Dashou.

Block? How can there be any qualifications to stop it, Zu Zerun is right, in today's world, if you don't follow Zu Dashou and these military leaders, where will you come from.

Who doesn't want to live a good life, who doesn't want to eat thin noodles and steamed rice at a time, not because of a bowl of wheat bran porridge.

Cao Wenyao was unwilling in his heart, and he was really unwilling to become a vassal of those military leaders with the only remaining loyal and courageous seedlings of the Ming Dynasty.

Once the army is completely decayed, it will not take ten years for the eastern Liaodong border army to change from being brave and good at fighting to being afraid of war, and as long as Jiannu gives some benefits, it will completely defect to Jiannu.

But what can be done, no one can last long in such a poor life, even if they are not in the same stream now, they will become vassals of the military leader in the future for various reasons.

Cao Wenyao knew that the generals behind him were already tempted, not that they wanted to enjoy themselves, just like Zu Zeqing said, they just wanted their mothers, wives and children to live better.

It's just that because of the little blood left in my heart, I fell into a struggle and didn't know what to do.

Cao Wenyao held on to his crutches and tried to keep his body straight.

The next words should be the last heart-to-heart words he and his brothers will say.

Of course, make yourself decent.

Zhu Shun suddenly pressed Cao Wenyao's shoulder, and saw that he wanted to persuade his brothers to join Zu Zerun, so that they could live a good life earlier: "Zu Zerun, do you know who I am." ”

When the words fell, a voice came from behind Zu Zeqing, which sounded very familiar: "Lao Tzu doesn't care who you are, except for Mr. Zu today, no one can let us soldiers who shed blood for the court live a good life." ”

"Even the emperor can't, let alone a good life, we are desperately fighting with the Jurchens, and we have been in arrears of food and wages."

"If the court doesn't give it, we will fight for what we deserve."

Zhu Shun took a look, that person really knew him, it was Liu Wuyuan, who was beaten by the son of Xing'an Bo some time ago.

Zhu Shun ignored him, but he had to thank him for his praise, looked around, and saw that Cao Wenyao also agreed with him, and said calmly: "Liu Wuyuan is right, the emperor can't change your life." ”

"But I can."

"Can you?" Liu Wuyuan seemed to have heard the biggest joke in the world: "Haha, if you can, Lao Tzu can eat." ”

"Haha-"

"Haha-"

Zhu Shun's words immediately caused the other party to burst into laughter, and even the leading Zu Zerun smiled, and he also heard the biggest joke in the world.

But before they could finish laughing, it was as if someone had strangled their necks, and the laughter stopped abruptly.

Because they heard a name.

"My name is Zhu Shun."

Hearing this name, Liu Wuyuan and the others all lost their smiles, their eyes widened, and they looked at the tall young man opposite.

Now who doesn't know what the word Zhu Shun represents, water-powered spinning machine, flying shuttle loom, Daming steam engine.

As long as you get his approval, and get any of these new machines, it is equivalent to owning a treasure source bureau.

And all this money is earned by one's own ability, not dirty silver obtained by corruption and bribery.

Using the money you earn by your ability, you can not only sleep peacefully, but also have a great sense of achievement.

Unlike them, they use dirty silver, but they spend lavishly, because they are afraid that one day their homes will be raided and they will not spend money.

I can't even sleep, and I'm always scared.

After Zhu Shun finished saying this, he waved his hand and laughed: "Let's go, let's discuss how to distribute new machinery." ”

"Haha, let's go!"

"Haha, do you want to come over with the ancestral turtle grandson."

"Haha, Liu Wuyuan, don't forget to eat."

The Industrial Revolution was to change this society, and this change began with the little blood left in the Ming Dynasty.

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