Chapter 939: Slow
There is no one in a farm in Nuoda, which is really a bit weird.
The three of them turned around for a full quarter of an hour, and the old man Fan and Jia Xiangye were tired and sweaty, and finally in the ancestral hall of the village, they saw an old woman leading six or seven babies who were no more than two or three years old.
"Old woman, what about the people in the village?"
The old woman obviously hasn't seen much of the world, if it weren't for the fact that Tang Yi, a stranger, was followed by two old people, which made the old woman feel a lot more at ease, maybe they would have closed the door and driven people away.
But even so, the old woman still subconsciously caged the children around.
"You are..."
Tang Yi was afraid of frightening the old woman, so he hurriedly explained: "The three of us happened to pass by here, and saw that there was no one in the village, which was very novel, so I asked this question." ”
"Oh." Only then did the old woman relax.
"The people in the village have gone to work in the town."
"Labor?" Fan Zhongyan couldn't help frowning.
The construction of the first emperor's mausoleum, employing more than 70,000 people, is indeed a huge work. However, the imperial court was afraid of disturbing the people and shocking the households, so it specially instructed the officials to supervise the construction of the people, except for the craftsmen and craftsmen who were taken from the people, the rest of the labor services were forbidden, and the two armies were brave, so as not to disturb the people.
Why did all the Zhuangzi people go out to work?
In Master Fan's opinion, this place is close to the imperial mausoleum, and the so-called migrant workers must have gone to repair the mausoleum.
"This Li Xiaoguang!" Old Man Fan was not happy when he arrived. "The guts are getting bigger!"
Jia Xiangye didn't quite agree with Master Fan's words, "Chengling in July is urgent, and it is normal for Li Xiaoguang to take some shortcuts for the sake of the construction period." ”
"Besides..."
Jia Xiangye's old god is amazing, "Didn't this old man say it?" It's a job, not a service. ”
"It's not that we don't pay the helper, what are you anxious about?"
Tang Yi nodded secretly on the side, now the imperial court is not short of money, and the support of the craftsmen used in the construction of the tomb is not low.
Actually, Tang Yi felt that Master Fan was a bit overkill this time, the ancestral rule of the Great Song Dynasty, that is, to repair the tomb after death.
Admittedly, this rule avoids extravagance and waste, and seven months is to repair the flowers, how much can it cost?
However, such a short construction period does increase the difficulty of repairing the mausoleum, and it is almost impossible not to hire labor from the people.
I thought so in my heart, but Tang Yi still didn't help, but turned his head and asked the old woman in a harmonious voice, "Old man, do you know how much monthly salary is given to the helper over there in Xiuling?" ”
The old woman is still wondering, these two old men seem to be kind and kind, how can they quarrel when they quarrel?
Listening to Tang Yi's question, he hurriedly answered.
"Oh, people from the government did come to recruit workers, and the servants were also paid.... It's okay, too. ”
"The daily commission is seventy yuan, and in a month, each person can get more than two yuan."
"Look, it's a lot of two." Jia Changchao finally resisted Master Fan, and he came to the end.
More than two in the capital can only be regarded as general income, but in this poor and remote area, it is a lot of money.
How can Master Fan be convinced?
"But Li Xiaoguang can't pull everyone to fill up, right?"
There is only an old woman looking after the child in this Zhuangzi, what does it mean? It shows that husbands and mothers for decades, as well as teenage boys and girls, have all gone to work.
How can there be any light work in the work of Xiuling? Old and young, what can you do when you go?
"Isn't that just a top-up?"
But Tang Yi had a different idea on the side, because it took more than a month for two runs...... This number is not correct.
As early as the beginning of the construction of the mausoleum, Tang Yi knew that in order to catch up with the construction period, it was inevitable to hire workers from the private sector.
Therefore, the monthly salary of this folk husband is not only approved by Tang Yi personally, but also how much money should be given every month is also set by him personally.
He clearly remembered that the amount he had set at the beginning was: 500 per person per month!
That's right, less than two runs.
Without it, Tang Yi didn't need to be generous in this matter, so it was given monthly salary based on the actual situation of the location of the imperial mausoleum.
What he was curious about was how he came to Li Xiaoguang, not only did he not deduct it, but it rose a lot?
Combined with what the old woman said, as well as the fact that all ages can eat, Tang Yi pondered, Li Xiaoguang would not be ......
This kid can't be trying to make up stories and be greedy for a lot of money, right?
But when I think about it, it's not right!
It's not such a greedy law, besides, Li Xiaoguang only mentioned that the construction period was too tight in his recital to the court several times, but he never said that the money was not enough.
Tentatively asked the old woman, "Old woman, has this tomb been at this price to recruit people?" ”
Tang Yi was not sure in his heart, and said in his heart that it might be that the first emperor Ling drove to Yongzhao Mausoleum, and Li Xiaoguang was afraid that he would not be able to complete it when it expired, so he would temporarily increase the price and recruit people temporarily.
Sure enough, after chatting for so long, the old woman had completely let down her guard, and the honest surname of the rural woman also came up.
Shaking his hand, he said, "Of course not." ”
"At the beginning, the people in the government were very picky, and they only gave 500 yuan a month."
"With this amount of money, who wants to go out of that coolie? If it weren't for the sake of repairing the tomb of the first emperor, the government would not be able to recruit anyone, and no one would like to do it. ”
"Later, there were too few recruits, and it rose little by little."
"That's it, there are still not many people who go to the imperial tomb to beg for a living."
"Huh?"
“.......”
This answer shocked Tang Yi, and even Master Fan and Jia Xiangye were stunned.
What's the situation? It has always been said that 500 yuan is a lot, but listening to this meaning, many people don't pay attention to it.
"Then this...."Teacher Fan looked at the empty farm blankly. Where has this man gone? ”
If you don't like to go, then why is there an old lady like you left to watch Zhuangzi?
"Went to work in town?"
The old woman replied very simply, and the next sentence almost choked the three of them to death.
"Any wool mill in the town can go out for more than three times, and the old people and children can do the work of the spinning wheel, which is much better than going to the imperial tomb!"
“......”
“......”
“......”
The three were petrified on the spot.
Master Fan and Jia Xiangye subconsciously focused their eyes on Tang Yi, and made trouble for a long time, it was your kid's industry that robbed everyone?
Tang Yi was also stunned, looking at the two pairs of knife-like eyes, revealing a lot of grievances......
"You really don't blame me, it's all out!"
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On the way back, all three were silent.
Master Fan mourned for a while, the first emperor was benevolent all his life, and repairing the mausoleum for him was not as practical as the "business" of a group of rich people in the countryside, which inevitably made Master Fan a little unhappy for the first emperor.
And Jia Xiangye also frowned, but he couldn't guess what he was thinking.
And Tang Yi....
It's even more mixed.
On the one hand, he is like Master Fan who is unhappy with Zhao Zhen.
On the other hand, he knew that it was he who had caused all this.
Da Song is transforming, this kind of transformation that started from the roots, and it was not until he saw it with his own eyes today that he suddenly realized that it had begun.
"Zihao...."Jia Chang suddenly said.
"You don't have to blame yourself too much, you handed over the woolen business to the old man, but the old man and the Gu family didn't control it well!"
Jia Xiangye was rarely comforting, and he didn't want Tang Yi to shake his head.
"I'm not blaming myself, I'm just a little complicated..."
"Oh?" Not only Lao Jia, but even Fan Zhongyan was also suspicious.
Collect your expression, "Tell me about it." ”
Tang Yi smiled indifferently, "At least from the people's side, it's a good thing." ”
"On the one hand, they have land to plant, and on the premise of ensuring basic survival, they can work in their spare time, which greatly increases their family income."
"This kind of new people's sentiment of combining workers and peasants, to put it in layman's terms, is to make the people really rich and rich."
"To put it more profoundly, it strengthens the resistance of farmers to natural disasters!"
“......”
Fan Zhongyan and Jia Changchao were silent, thinking carefully about Tang Yi's words.
Enhance the resistance of farmers to natural disasters, although the words are fresh, but for the two of them, they have already heard badly, this is a sentence that Tang Yi often hangs on his lips.
It's easy to understand.
If the peasants have money in their hands, and if there are natural or man-made disasters, they will not sell their land to sellers, and the risk of land annexation will be greatly alleviated, and the country will be more stable.
In fact, for an era like the Great Song Dynasty, which was dominated by agriculture, enhancing the resistance of the peasants was equivalent to enhancing the resistance of the country, which was indeed a good thing.
"And there's more." Tang Yi continued. "In the past, farmers went to the fields to farm in spring and autumn, and they were idle in summer and winter cats, which was equivalent to only doing half a year's work."
"Nowadays, wool spinning, transportation, these labor-intensive industries are gradually emerging, filling the labor needs of summer and winter, so that farmers can work all year round and have income, isn't this a good thing?"
looked at the two old ministers, "Don't underestimate the energy in this, it is equivalent to stimulating the potential of the people and making use of excess labor." ”
The two old men nodded again and again when they heard this, but they were no longer entangled in the matter of preferring to pay a commission to the spinners rather than repair the tomb of the first emperor.
Fan Zhongyan saw that Tang Yi frowned, saying a good thing, but he didn't look happy at all.
"Since it's a good thing, what worries does Da Lang have?"
"Yes...."Tang Yi furrowed his brows into Sichuan characters and nodded slowly.
"Moreover, it's not ordinary worry, but a lot of worry."
"Oh? Worried about what? ”
"Slow!" Tang Yi spit out two words and looked at Master Fan. "We're slow, the court is slow!"
"Moreover, it is more than a beat ...... slow"
"If you don't prepare early, there will be a big mess."
"Tell me about it." Fan Zhongyan was taken aback.
Tang Yi said: "Let's take what I saw today. ”
"The imperial court didn't know the local employment environment, and it still recruited workers with the previous thinking."
"The result? Those textile households reacted faster than the imperial court, and robbed people more fiercely, this is the crux of the problem! ”
Tang Yi's face was solemn, "People are selfish and profit-driven. ”
"It is understandable that the spinning households can offer better prices, and the people do not go to the mausoleum to earn more money."
"The point is, our so-called imperial court doesn't know this, and it hasn't reacted to it to this day...... If this continues, there will be big problems, and the dynasty will be destroyed! ”
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"No... Not really, right? ”
In the eyes of the two, Tang Yi can be described as alarmist, is it so serious?
Jia Changchao said: "It's just that I don't understand with the people, pay more attention in the future, Zihao is serious!" ”
"Not at all." Tang Yi is extremely serious.
"It's not just the problems we see today, Yi can imagine a lot of problems for Xiang Ye now, which we won't pay attention to now, but will definitely break out in the future."
Without waiting for Lao Jia's reaction, Tang Yi had already begun to count them, and these were also the questions that suddenly came to his mind when he was just shocked.
"For example, grain production."
"Now that grain production has skyrocketed, from the perspective of the imperial court, it is harmless to Baili."
"But what about the price of food? With so much grain coming out of thin air, if the imperial court does not control it, how far will the price of grain fall? ”
"This is the fluctuation of grain prices in the entire Great Song Dynasty! Will there be a mess? What's going to happen? Has Jia Xiangye thought about it? ”
"This ....."
Lao Jia's face turned white, what did Tang Yi say so scary?
"And."
Tang Yi continued: "Grain is not valuable, but the wool spinning and transportation industries are absorbing labor on a large scale. ”
"How many farmers will be converted from farming to work in such a contrast? How many fields will be completely deserted? ”
"Even if the market self-regulates and finally balances the two phases, how many bumps will this process go through?"
"And the final result is that the increase in our grain production is offset by the wasteland, and the Great Song Dynasty will still return to the same place!"
“......”
Jia Changchao doesn't speak, and he can't speak, what Tang Yi depicts is the future, and it's also.... Disaster!
"Another example."
"These emerging wool and cotton textile households, with the survival of the fittest in the market, are like the merger and integration of the land of all dynasties, do we care? Do you want to plan ahead? What if a batch of behemoths are achieved again, but they are not satisfied with the constraints of the imperial court? ”
"Can our policies and laws adapt to an era of rapid change?"
"What if I can't get used to it?"
"Do you want to die, or do you want to change!?"
"We're slow, we're slow!"
Tang Yi's series of words seemed to explode in the chests of the two ministers in an instant.
They didn't expect that the words of just an old woman from the farm would make Tang Yi think so much.
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Tang Yi is really not alarmist, there are countless tragic examples in later generations that are waking him up and spurring him.
If it weren't for today's incident, this smooth road of reform would have made him almost forget how the imperial power of the whole of Europe was overturned by capital.
Many people say that there is an irreconcilable contradiction between feudal imperial power and capital, and that is the inevitable result.
Fart!!
There is never an irreconcilable contradiction in political planning. Where is the so-called art of compromise with any integrity?
The reason why they were overturned is because they, like Tang Yi now, are slow to react. By the time I wanted to change, I had already lost all my chips.
The difference is that the imperial power of Europe crossed the river by feeling the stones, and there was no lesson from the past.
And Tang Yi is just the opposite, there is a later generation of Europe wading water, and he can seek change in advance.
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At this moment, Fan Zhongyan was also worried, "Then according to Da Lang's meaning, how to catch up?" ”
For Fan Zhongyan and Jia Changchao, this is a completely new field, and they are really a bit blind.
I saw Tang Yi stop and muttered for a long time.
"Not only to catch up, but also to get ahead!!"
"So ......"
"We need ......"
"Macro control!"
"Social planning!"
......
Deaf, in a hurry, all the words of the future generations popped out.
Tang Yixin said, how good is Lao Tzu's idea......
Fortunately, later generations were born in China, but whenever he changed countries, there was absolutely not so much ready-made reform experience for him to plagiarize.
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