The reason why Huang Zongxi was stunned was because the so-called Lishi Yuan Jingran was so dilapidated, it was simply some grass sheds, but this was not enough to make him look good.

What really surprised him was what the driver said that Chen Zilong owed him money for the car.

After asking carefully, Huang Zongxi learned that the identity of this coachman was a little different, originally Chen Zilong brought him into the land, and when he first came to Borneo, Jingran was the coachman who served as Chen Zilong's turnstile.

Chen Zilong Bi Jing is a scholar in his true nature, and when he arrives in Borneo, he does not take a sedan chair, but he always needs a car when entering and leaving. He asked for a chariot, and the rest of the celebrities and servants who came with him were naturally indispensable, so when they came here, there were more than a thousand coachmen, servants, and servants.

You must know that the number of Confucian students who arrived in Borneo in the first batch was only a hundred, and the number of followers was ten times higher.

The king of Borneo has long been educated by the Huaxia army, so he can only pretend to be deaf and dumb for these Huaxia people, but he didn't see it. Chen Zilong and others got a large amount of sponsorship from the Jin merchants and brought them into the car, and the first thing was to build a road where their white spoon car could go back and forth.

Fortunately, Chen Zilong has studied in Xinxiang to some extent, and there is no big problem in organizing labor, and it is done in an orderly manner at the beginning. As soon as the money arrived, the Confucian scholars thought about how to use it, and held a special meeting for this purpose, and it was decided that the money would be used to build houses and residences for the students.

Originally, all the people lived simply, but after the residence was built, everyone chose to live. But then I felt that there should be a place for all students to talk about poetry and words, so they built pavilions, pavilions, pavilions, gardens, and ponds. After these were repaired, the crowd felt that there was no beauty in the scenery, and it was not the residence of celebrities, so they spent a high price to invite those popular celebrities from the banks of the Qinhuai River to come here. Immediately after that, storytellers, teahouses, and many enjoyments should come here. Those who are willing to leave Jinling to come thousands of miles away are thinking of high salaries and rewards, and unconsciously, not only the original budget is gone, but even the additional budget of the Jin merchants has been exhausted.

Chen Zilong knew that something was wrong at this time, so he looked for additional investment. This time, the envoy sent by Shang Jin saw that except for the roads that had already been repaired, the rest of the money had become the residence and pleasure of these Confucian scholars, and he was immediately furious, not only did he not want to invest more, but began to collect the arrears.

"That's it, Mr. Chen Wozi is very good, first he took out his savings for the manuscript to pay off, but his little money is just a cup, a cup ......"

"A drop in the bucket." Niu Yu remembered an idiom in Mandarin he had learned, and added for the coachman.

"Exactly, exactly, a drop in the bucket, hey, although this little brother is Xiyi, he can speak Chinese very well, he is knowledgeable, and he can take the naturalization exam o, tsk, after naturalization, the next generation can enjoy the blessings of my Chinese people."

"Straight to business, what about later?"

Later, it was very simple, it was not enough for Mr. Chen Wozi to sell his belongings, so he sold his property and then sold his house. A good gentleman like him naturally moved here with him, and those who were unwilling to move and couldn't afford it said that they had been fooled by him at the beginning. Mr. Chen went back to the mainland some time ago, but I don't know if he has borrowed money, if not...... Oh, by the way, since Mr. Chen is a friend of Mr. Chen Wozi, can you give him the money he owes me for him? ”

"Owe ...... How much do I owe you? Huang Zongxi swallowed.

He naturally has a salary in Europa all these years, and according to the salary standard drawn up by Huaxia, the salary of he, the chief of the mountain, is about equivalent to the salary of a governor in Huaxia, plus the travel allowance, which is not ungenerous. After the coachman reported the number, Huang Zongxi directly took out the money to pay it off, and couldn't help but sigh in his heart, although he had a bad relationship with Yu Guozhen, if it wasn't for Yu Guozhen's salary, I was afraid that he would end up like Chen Zilong.

However, it stands to reason that Chen Zilong should not be so embarrassed, this "Junzi Port" seems to be running well, quite well, and should have a certain income, and the entry of the port customs calls Chen Zilong as Counselor Chen, and this title should also have a deep meaning. But Huang Zongxi didn't want to listen to the coachman's nonsense, and felt that these things were said by the coachman, which really made him lose face, so it was better to ask Chen Zilong directly.

After sending the coachman away, Huang Zongxi walked into the "Lishi Garden" composed of dozens of dilapidated thatched huts. Huang Zongxi stepped forward to take a look, but it was a group of Confucian scholars shouting loudly around a thatched hut, and there were also few swear words such as "his mother".

He stood and listened for a while, and soon figured out the situation. This group of Confucian scholars came with Chen Zilong, some of them were the first to come, and some of them came later after hearing the news. Chen Zilong had promised that everyone would have their own official positions here, but now not only does they not have an official position, but they don't even have a generous salary, and all of them are complaining that Chen Zilong shouldn't be bullied. But Huang Zongxi also heard the true meaning from their white spoon words, it was nothing more than that after Chen Zilong returned to the mainland, these people thought that he could bring some money, so they came to argue for salary.

Huang Zongxi could only smile bitterly.

At the beginning, he was not optimistic about Chen Zilong, because of this, he was very clear about Confucianism's lack of real ability and real spirit. These Confucian scholars are not true Confucians, not the true Confucians who really practiced in the past.

Why can't Chen Zilong understand this, it stands to reason that he has been in Xinxiang for a few years, and he should have understood this a long time ago.

"Guys, I said that I didn't get the money, that is, I didn't get it, when did I, Chen Zilong, deceive you? However, I have already looked for Fang Mizhi, and he promised to raise the standard of our white spoon manuscript fee, as long as we can make a real ......."

Chen Zilong's voice sounded, and Huang Zongxi looked over there from the crack, only to see Chen Zilong's black and thin figure, with white hair, looking extremely old.

"He didn't choose the poem I sent back last time."

"My article is too, my article is a wonderful article that is in line with the gist of the Great Dao, and he can't see it, this is obviously that he has deviated from the scriptures!"

Chen Zilong's appeasement was useless, and those Confucian scholars shouted again. Then he asked why their own anthology couldn't be sold, and whether it was Chen Zilong's poor management.

In the end, Chen Zilong was silent.

Huang Zongxi was also silent.

Obviously, Chen Zilong failed, and his exploration has reached the point of bankruptcy.

"Everyone, everyone!"

It's always so unorthodox, Huang Zongxi was silent for a while, and then shouted loudly. Everyone heard that his voice was unfamiliar, so they stopped shouting, and looked back, Chen Zilong also looked at him, and when he appeared here, his expression suddenly became excited: "Taichong, why are you here!" ”

"I came from afar, today in the largest restaurant in Junzi Port to renovate the banquet, banquet for all colleagues, the time is seven o'clock tonight, you must come on time." Huang Zongxi bowed to the crowd: "Now I have some private things to talk about with Wozi, let you go, let go!" ”

I heard that he paid for a banquet to invite the crowd in, and the crowd would sell him some face after all, especially everyone knew that he had offended Yu Guozhen and made a big mistake and was exiled. When he came back this time, he must have received Yu Guozhen's amnesty, and maybe it would be of great use after returning to the mainland, so the eyes that looked at him one by one were hot, who dared to offend him. So everyone dispersed, but before entering and leaving, they didn't forget to say hello to Huang Zongxi, report their names of origin, and didn't ask Huang Zongxi to remember, just to have an impression in his ears.

After all the people left, Huang Zongxi looked at Chen Zilong and sighed: "Mr. Wozi, why is this so?" ”

Chen Zilong was in good spirits, and came up and patted Huang Zongxi hard: "Taichong, you're back, just right, just right, I have a good plan to tell you." ”

"Mr. Wazi, let's talk about the situation here." Huang Zongxi said.

"This way...... Cough. ”

Referring to the dilemma in front of him, Chen Zilong finally sighed briefly, he pulled Huang Zongxi home, the broken thatched hut can be described as a house with four walls, and even the roof is leaky, and there are pots and bowls for water everywhere. When Niu Yu saw this, his heart couldn't help but jump suddenly, such a family background is inferior to his family, is this Mr. Chen Wozi in front of him really the contemporary Confucianism that his mentor said?

What Chen Zilong said was much more detailed than what the coachman said.

He brought these Confucian students to Borneo not without a pre-planned plan. In his plan, after coming to Borneo to build a city, the first priority was to develop people's livelihood, that is, to let the Chinese people who migrated with him have jobs to do and food to live. In comparison, it is not a big deal to solve their white spoon medical education problem, Bi Jing and their bones are all Confucians, which can be good looks, good doctors, and good teachers. After they came here, they did develop some industries, the most important of which were rice cultivation, spice cultivation and rubber cultivation. In Chen Zilong's view, rice planting is based on the current situation, to solve the problem of immigrants to eat, spice planting is for the medium term, to solve the needs of Junzicheng public income and accumulation, rubber is long-term, from Chen Zilong's perspective on the development of Huaxia industry, Huaxia will be extremely shocked by the need for rubber in the future, if you can take the lead, then at least you can ensure that the development of worry-free for decades.

It was this plan that made him impress the Jin merchants, and the three Jin merchants joined forces and invested him 10,000 gold yuan, which is equivalent to 1 million taels of silver per day. Chen Zilong is also full of confidence, and brought a group of like-minded friends here to start his own project.

"Taichong, in the past eight years, my biggest lesson is that virtue must not be trusted. In the beginning, I believed in them, so I let them be stewards at all levels, and I always felt that everyone was a gentleman, and they came here to promote the way of holy entry, and they should be able to do their best work, even if they were missing, they would not affect the overall situation. But I never thought that the good fruit is good, and the heart is difficult to bind, and some people scold corruption on weekdays, saying that the eunuchs are all corrupt officials and corrupt officials, but as a result, they only have a little power in their hands, so they seek personal gain one by one. There is a sentence that is my sincere words, although it is vulgar, it can barely be regarded as the reason for the prosperity and destruction of the country; It is better to believe in the morality of officials, than to believe that the old sow will go to the tree, if there is no strict punishment and strict discipline to restrain power, all officials are prepared for corruption! ”

When these words were spoken, Niu Blund, who had been listening, shook his body, looked up at Chen Zilong, and only felt that this sentence was really a wise saying for governing the country and dying. (To be continued)