Chapter 512: Blowing the Trumpet of the Industrial Revolution
"To do these thieves, Lao Tzu has long wanted to kill them."
"What are you waiting for in half a month, we will slaughter the squires of the entire Yansui Town now."
"Don't work for the Governor, I will take my brothers to slaughter them."
Qin Bing's general manager shouted excitedly on the spot, hearing that he was going to kill the squires in Yansui Town who oppressed the common people like slaves, and they couldn't wait to lead the troops to kill all the squires now.
Although they don't know the stakes here, with the temper of these thousands of generals from the border people, even if they know it, they are not afraid at all.
In this world controlled by bureaucrats and gentry, the common people will not be able to survive until they settle accounts after the autumn.
The trainees of the Army's Martial Arts Hall are different from these barefoot Qin military attachés who are not afraid to wear shoes, they all have family businesses, and many of them are getting bigger and bigger, after all, they are all industrialists and qualified to open steam factories.
He has been systematically taught by the Army's Martial Arts Hall, and his knowledge is far beyond that of these Qin military attachés, and he knows how powerful it is.
Just because of the reading, the determination of the students of the Army Lecture Hall was stronger than that of the military attachés of the Qin Army.
One of the most well-established students of the Army Martial Arts Hall stood up with a firm gaze: "When the national disaster is at hand, we and the people of the Ming Dynasty should serve the country wholeheartedly." ”
"Is it because of the rise and fall of the glory and disgrace of their respective ancestral halls, and the retreat of the nests, the country is dead, where is there a home?"
"For the sake of the Ming Dynasty, don't say that killing these Ming moths is to kill those central ministers who have brought disaster to the country and the people, and we are not afraid."
This army martial arts student suddenly turned around, his blood was so passionate that he burst into tears, and shouted loudly: "When the country is in trouble, you should die for the country!" ”
The students of the Army Martial Arts Hall did not shout along with them, but the teenagers were all in tears, and their eyes were extremely determined.
From the day they entered the Army Martial Arts Hall, these teenagers were ready to die for their country.
Cao Bianjiao and Ma Jixiang looked at the group of firm-eyed teenagers in front of them, and remembered the group of Donglin Party who quarreled all day long for power and profit.
Thinking of Hong Chengchou's ancestral birthday, those military leaders who were greedy for food and food for their own selfish interests.
The same tears were left.
This sentence is also the biggest ambition and ambition of Cao Bianjiao and Ma Jixiang in their lives.
Sun Chuanting suddenly turned around.
Shoulders trembled slightly.
After solving the problem of the army's morale, Sun Chuanting immediately sent a large number of sergeants to the homes of the squires in various counties.
Led by the general banner and the students of the army martial arts hall, he took a hundred sergeants to escort the squires to Yulin City, saying that they were escorts were actually guards, ensuring that every squire could arrive in Yulin City.
There were as many as seven or eight hundred squires in Yansui Town, all of whom were headed by the Fan family of the Eight Jin Merchants, which was also the reason why Sun Chuanting decided to kill people after receiving the letter.
The Fan family has completely lost power, and no one in the court will desperately speak for the Fan family, only a few old things who collaborate with the enemy and betray the country are guarding the ancestral hall.
As soon as Sun Chuanting learned the news, he immediately sent soldiers to all passes in Yansui Town, strictly prohibiting any outsider from entering Suiyuan Town.
Those old things of the Fan family still don't know that the Fan family no longer exists.
The squires of Yansui Town were the only ones in the Fan family, one of the eight Jin merchants, because the Fan family, one of the eight Jin merchants, had great influence north of the Yellow River.
On the other hand, the squires had to rely on the Fan family to make a fortune, so they naturally had to listen to the orders of the Fan family.
This is also one of the reasons why Sun Chuanting must kill these squires, these squires located in the border pass are richer than many Jiangnan squires, because they are all involved in the business of the Fan family.
Groups of military baggage such as copper, iron, saltpeter, sulfur, and sulfur were transported to the Manchus, without exception.
The number of squires was as high as seven or eight hundred, and there was really no restaurant that could sit so many people, so Sun Chuanting set up a banquet in the forest of the Yamen Garden of the General Soldier built by the former General Army.
It's just that this banquet is not as delicate as the squire's cook's cooking, it is full of big fish, big meat, and big altar of spirits.
Because these drinks and dishes were not originally for them to eat, but a celebration banquet for the border soldiers in Yansui Town.
Seven or eight hundred squires led by the Fan family sat at the banquet one after another, and sure enough, they were full of contempt for these wines and dishes, and they all secretly cursed Qiu Ba.
Wang Yuanwai is one of the squires second only to the Fan family among these squires, and he is also the most loyal dog leg of the Fan family.
Wang Yuanwai used to be just a small squire, and his family only had hundreds of acres of fertile land, but it was precisely because he became the dog leg of the Fan family that he slowly made his fortune.
This time it was the third time that Sun Chuanting invited them, unlike the previous two times of clear soup and little water, they ate like tenants in their family, and this time they finally had wine and meat.
Wang Yuanwai still looked displeased, sat next to the old man of the Fan family, held a folding fan, and gently fanned the wind: "Fan Gong, this Sun Chuanting asked me to wait over this time, presumably for the reason of raising military salaries, and asked me to donate money and food." ”
"The first two times, the Wang family donated a stone of grain each time, this Sun Chuanting's appetite is inevitably too big and unsatisfied, this time I won't donate it anyway."
opened his mouth to a Sun Chuanting, closed his mouth to a Sun Chuanting, obviously did not take this poor trilateral governor in his eyes, although he made a great contribution to the stability of the Ming Dynasty.
The squires clinged to the big tree of the Fan family of the Eight Great Jin Merchants, and their influence was all over the government and the opposition, not to mention a trilateral governor from a poor background, even if the industrial marquis Zhu Shun came here, they were not afraid at all.
When the survival of the Ming Dynasty was in danger, the industrialists of the industrial faction donated food counted in 10,000 stones.
Wang Yuanwai only donated two stones of grain, looking at his lofty appearance, it was better to donate the two stones of grain than not to donate, as if he had done such a great good deed.
The squires who can sit at the main table with the old man of the Fan family are all among the top squires in Yansui Town.
Ma Yuanwai, who was at the same table, heard that Wang Yuanwai donated two stones of grain, and there was a trace of respect on his old face: "I never thought that Wang Yuanwai was so aware of righteousness, and he should be a model that the old man should learn." ”
Whoever said this sentence was a kind of irony, and the squires all nodded in agreement, thinking that what the horseman said was reasonable.
The grain and grass donated by other squires was not enough for one stone, at most only seven or eight buckets, Wang Yuanwai actually donated two stones, and donated two stones of grain to tens of thousands of border soldiers in Yansui Town, but he knew the righteousness.
After Ma Yuanwai finished saying this, he glanced at the old man of the Fan family, and saw that he was just leaning on the back of the official hat chair, humming a little song with his eyes closed, and his nervous mind relaxed a lot.
Just now, I only cared about supporting the king, and forgot that Old Man Fan owned Sancheng of the land in Yansui Town, but he didn't donate a single grain of food.
The Fan family, one of the eight Jin merchants, is their god of wealth, and they must not offend the Fan family, not only cutting off their own financial routes, but also making it difficult to move an inch in Yansui Town and even the entire north of the Yellow River in the future.
These big squires pointed out the small talk of the country, and Sun Chuanting walked in.
It stands to reason that in the face of this Governor Sun, who resisted the Manchu Eight Banners and the Mongol Tartars with his life, and guarded them to be able to enjoy themselves in the back, he should maintain enough respect and stand up and salute.
Seven or eight hundred squires looked at the old man of the Fan family, but the old man of the Fan family still closed his eyes and hummed a little song, without the slightest intention of standing up.
No one among the other squires stood up, directly ignored Sun Chuanting, and continued to sit on the chair and talk and laugh, talking about which county opera troupe sang the best music and who accepted a beautiful concubine.