86_86695Wang Shuhui himself doesn't like to emphasize identity, and he also doesn't like others to emphasize identity.

Objectively speaking, Wang Shuhui, who is engaged in sociological research and has been a university teacher, is a liberal arts student, and he should have been a sentimental party in a certain sense. But Wang Shuhui himself felt that he was an industrialist. This is not to say that his knowledge structure and the work he does. In his opinion, he himself was a man of seeking truth from facts, and in industrial society, people who sought truth from facts were industrialists.

Wang Shuhui believes that in a realistic social environment, in a healthy social environment where everyone focuses on doing things, emphasizing identity is not only a very indifferent thing, but also a strict waste of time and energy.

He felt that it didn't matter what kind of identity a person was or what his name was. Rather, the question of what exactly a person does is important. As for the other labels and identities that flaunt social status or other unknown purposes, he does not like them. He himself does not want others to treat him according to his identity, and he will not treat others according to his identity. In his consciousness, doing things is the most important thing, and nothing else matters.

However, Wang Shuhui's attitude has been treated as marginalized in modern society because of the pervasiveness of feudal residual poison. Then in the society of the late Ming Dynasty in the pure feudal era, it is naturally more inconsistent with the reality of the situation. Wang Shuhui, who emphasizes seeking truth from facts, knows this well. This is also the reason why he was able to endure his mother's fourth uncle, and emphasized that he was the county lord's guest of honor when he had nothing to do. From a realistic point of view, Wang Shuhui, the county chief guest of honor, is naturally much more high-end than the vulgar monk Wang Shuhui. Most importantly, it provides him with a lot of convenience in his work.

Wang Shuhui has always believed that such as men who don't understand women and women who don't understand men is a petty-bourgeois twisted attitude. However, Wang Shuhui, who has always been a bachelor, also knows that he has never been married or in love, which is a conclusion that has not been practiced. Such conclusions are too subjective and not very reliable.

Obviously, Wang Shuhui, who had a fiancée with a little radish head at the end of the Ming Dynasty, didn't know how big Zhu Weiyan's female might was with the little radish head in his own eyes. Looking at the simple, lovely, generous and comfortable Zhu Weiyan, she will sink her uncle's family into the Yangtze River at every turn, which must be something Wang Shuhui could not have imagined.

However, even if Wang Shuhui knows, he may not be dissatisfied. At most, they will think that in order to punish one person, simply sinking his whole family into the river is a great waste of human resources. Far less than the punishment of working to death, it can tap the value of each labor force.

In this case, after inquiring about the location of the commercial street in Zhijiang County, Wang Shuhui, who returned to the carriage, did not find it at all, and the fourth uncle Liu Huaiji became honest and obedient. He instructed the soldier who had collected a tael of his silver to stand on the pedal outside the carriage and guide the driver of the carriage towards the shopping street.

It is said that the nature of the country is easy to change and difficult to move, and when he arrived at Xiecheng Cloth Village, the largest cloth village in Zhijiang County, Liu Huaiji, who got off the carriage, took the first step into the cloth village, and said loudly, "The county lord of Zhijiang and the guests of honor are visiting, and ask your shopkeeper to come and take over quickly." It's all quick, hurry up. ”

The people of Zhijiang County, who are a little older, know the name of the local vassal king Zhu Zhizhang, the king of Zhijiang. The older generation has seen the last Zhijiang King Zhu Zhifan, who is holding an eagle, a dog, and riding a horse at every turn, whistling in Zhijiang County.

It is true that Zhu Zhifan, the last king of Zhijiang, was a gentleman, but he was kind to the local people. Although a few deceptive things are staged from time to time, it is still quite refreshing when paying money for compensation. So much so that there are still some poor people who can't get along in the old age and idle green-skinned hooligans, who are waiting on the street to bump into the team of the old Zhijiang King, which can be said to have given birth to an industry in Zhijiang County.

Later, the title of King Zhijiang was cut off by the imperial court, and the old prince also died. However, Zhu Xianxian, the son of the king of Zhijiang, is a foolish character, in addition to regularly going to Jingzhou Mansion to be a demon, he also often goes to the Zhijiang County Yali to eat, take, beat, and demand, making the Zhijiang County Ya a mess.

The common people are always happy to see the majesty of the officials. And because of this prince of Zhijiang, he inherited his temper of treating the people kindly, which made the people of Zhijiang County biased towards this prince in their hearts, and they were quite disapprehensive of the imperial court depriving the old prince of his title.

For the old prince who offended Zhang Juzheng's family in Jingzhou. Whether it is the people of Zhijiang County, or even the people of the entire Jingzhou Mansion, they all think that they are very bastard guys. Because just like Zhang Juzheng's teacher Xu Jie, Zhang Juzheng's family relied on a son who was the old man of the Shoufu Pavilion, and he also wantonly occupied and forcibly seized land in Jingzhou Mansion.

The people gritted their teeth with hatred in their hearts, and naturally stood on the side of the old prince. Even in Zhijiang County, there were nursery rhymes sung back then, "Zhijiang County, Zhijiang County, Shoufu Pavilion old accounted for half." The prince of the Zhu family couldn't stand it, and he lost the crown if he didn't agree with him. It can be seen that today's Wanli Emperor vented his hatred for Zhang Juzheng's whipping corpse, and it was not all for no reason.

As soon as the guys in the cloth village heard Liu Huaiji's words, they immediately ran to the backyard to inform the shopkeeper, and the big guy led a few guys to hurry out to welcome Wang Shuhui and Zhu Weiyan into the door. After a while, the shopkeeper came out of the backyard.

Xiecheng Buzhuang is an old business. Since the Zhengde period, he began to do the business of cloth and satin. According to the known history, this cloth village was extremely viable and was still in operation until the Republic of China. The name of the shopkeeper of the cloth village is Li Mingzhi, who is not only the young owner of the Li family, but also the shopkeeper of this cloth village.

Li Mingzhi, who has been studying since he was a child, barely took the exam to show his talent and fame, worked as a scribe in the county government for several years, and later started a business in the name of a scholar. Although Li Mingzhi is not yet 30 years old, he has been running a business for seven or eight years.

When he heard the report from the guy, Li Mingzhi muttered in his heart for a while, he was deaf and clear-sighted, and he knew the wind and grass of the entire Zhijiang River well, and knew that the grandson of the old Zhijiang King had a daughter, but he didn't know if this daughter had found a son-in-law. He thought so in his heart, but his feet were not slow at all, and he quickly rushed out.

"Student Li Mingzhi, meet the two nobles." When Li Mingyi arrived at the back hall of the store, he saw Wang Shuhui and Zhu Weiyan drinking tea under the service of their men. Seeing Wang Shuhui and Zhu Weiyan, plus a few entourages, they were all high-end and high-grade clothes, and I really didn't recognize what the material was for a while. However, he didn't think much of it, and immediately stepped forward and saluted.

"Mr. Li doesn't have to be polite, the county lord and I are just bored in the mountains, go to the county seat, and there is Mr. Lao Li." Wang Shuhui waved his hand a little depressedly and said to Li Mingzhi.

Li Mingzhi straightened up and carefully looked at the clothes on Wang Shuhui's body. He was so tired that he couldn't tell what the blended silk cotton fabric was made of. However, he had an irrelevant thought in his heart, "Sure enough, it's a nobleman, it seems that the few Shu brocades that entered a few days ago have a place to go." With a kind of joy to see a big customer, Li Mingzhi said to Wang Shuhui diligently, "Although the scale of the shop is small in the eyes of the nobles, it is a big shop that ranks first in the whole Jingzhou Mansion, and there are all kinds of cotton and silk clothes, what do the two nobles want to see." ”

Wang Shuhui thought to himself, "It seems that you have really come to the right place." He said to Li Mingzhi, "Since Mr. Li said so, then trouble Mr. Li to order him to go down and bring a horse of all kinds of fabrics in the store, whether they are high or low, and let us take a good look." ”

Li Mingzhi was overjoyed when he heard this, and shouted in his heart, "It's time for my little plum to make a fortune today!" ”。