Yang Chengying slapped the table, got up and said angrily: "What Lao Tzu wants is a book from the Ministry of Agriculture and Industry and Commerce, not a dough master, only his mother's mud." ”

"Your Majesty, the minister knows that he is wrong."

The hole has sex to press the back lower.

Yang Chengying became even more angry: "Lift up and stand up straight!" ”

Kong Youxing hurriedly straightened his back and looked ahead.

"I know, what you are thinking about is how many units each factory gives, and you can't be offended."

Yang Chengying bypassed the table and went to Kong Youxing: "However, the height of your problem is too low!" ”

He continued: "There are still many problems with the cotton cloth produced by steam machinery, especially the quality problem. Mechanical maintenance also requires manpower, which is too scattered and wastes manpower.

Mechanically produced cloth is mixed in handmade cloth and sold in boats. People outside are also like you, and they can tell whether it is the cloth of the Jinzhou factory or the Jinzhou factory?

In addition, the price of cloth is very low, and once it flows into the local market in large quantities, the price of cloth will drop sharply. Government-run textile mills will be affected, not to mention private workshops.

The people who lived on a few looms were cut off from their livelihoods. Do you take your head to accompany others? ”

The more Kong Youxing listened, the more frightened he became, and he knew that he had made a big mistake.

Cold sweat broke out on his forehead.

"I ask you!" Yang Chengying asked sharply, "Do you remember the first principle of soldiers?" ”

"The military order is like a mountain!"

"Then why don't you do what I command?"

"The minister is guilty and asks the king to punish him."

"For the sake of your past achievements, I will let you go for the time being. However, you have to ship the machine back to the new factory immediately, except for the machine for practice.

If you can't even do this, don't fucking come to ask for sin, go directly to the guard to report to work, and be a dough master for Lao Tzu, and noodles for a lifetime. ”

"The minister commands."

Kong Youxing was already sweating profusely and turned around to leave.

"Wait a minute."

Yang Chengying suddenly stopped him.

Kong Youxing turned around.

Yang Chengying removed the sword hanging in the study, which was given to him by the Emperor of the Apocalypse.

"Take my sword, whoever dares to stop it, you tell him!"

Yang Chengying said: "All government-run textile factories belong to Lao Tzu. Lao Tzu doesn't have to distinguish between the one raised by his own mother and the one raised by his stepmother, and no one is qualified to score!

In the future, when the machinery is enough, it will be replaced by the textile mill one after another. ”

With that, he handed the sword to Kong Youxing.

Kong Youxing took it with both hands, solemnly answered "yes", and then went out.

According to Yang Chengying's character of banning, Kong Youxing should have been punished.

Yang Chengying didn't do that.

A person who has not seen the production of a full set of steam machinery does not know how large the output is.

Historically, as Britain broke through the door of China, the influx of textiles directly collapsed the textile industry in the south of the Yangtze River.

This historical lesson made Yang Chengying temporarily refrain from putting the fabrics produced by machinery into the domestic or customs markets, but looking for foreign markets to engage in dumping.

When the number of machines increases, the market will gradually be opened, and at the same time, family workshops will be attracted to join the textile mills.

Kong Youxing walked for a while, and Huang Zongxi led Shi Lang over.

Shi Lang will be fourteen years old next year.

When they sat down, Yang Chengying said: "I will go to sea next year, and I plan to bring Shi Lang and let him meet his father." ”

"The king, the minister is suffocated."

Shi Lang was overjoyed, and his young and burly body stood up suddenly, "The minister asks the king to join the navy and sweep the sea frontier for the king." ”

Yang Chengying smiled: "Don't think about it." You just ask your master for a few months off, and when you come back, you have to continue your studies. ”

"Ah, I thought I could stay outside forever." Shi Lang sat down stupidly.

"Sharpen the knife and cut wood, when you are older, you will go to the Sailor Academy for further study, and then go to command the ship."

Yang Chengying said: "No one can command a ship as soon as they come up, and hundreds of lives are tied to you." ”

"I know." Shi Lang hugged his fists, and his mood was still very low.

Huang Zongxi watched from the sidelines, smiled and shook his head.

"Sir, at the beginning of the year, I asked you to send a letter to the Fushe in Jiangnan, inviting them to go north, how is it going?"

Yang Chengying suddenly asked.

"Well...... this" Huang Zongxi hesitated for a moment, and then said: "Most of them refused on the grounds of the bitter cold of the northern country, and a few such as Gu Yanwu and Wang Fuzhi all went out to travel, so they ......"

"There are so many men, but they are not as good as one woman."

Yang Chengying was a little unhappy.

The "woman" here refers to Shang Jinghui, who was recommended by Huang Zongxi to come to Shenyang No. 1 Women's School to teach women's poetry and books.

"It's not really no one, I'll write a few more letters, urging some hesitant people to go north to see the king." Huang Zongxi smiled bitterly.

"No need." Yang Chengying raised his hand to stop, "Since they like to study so much and are greedy for the scenery of Qinhuai, they will obediently stay on the painting boat in the future and chant poems and paint, and they will give me less to do other things." ”

When Huang Zongxi heard this, he thought that this was a bad thing. When the day came, there was no one in the south staying in the "Four Courtyards", who would speak to the south.

"The king, they may not want to come to the north because they feel that the title of the king is a bit conflicting with the royal family and uphold orthodoxy."

Huang Zongxi frantically made amends, "If the minister writes to them again, he will definitely be able to invite a group of literati to come north to meet the king." ”

"I hope that when I come back from overseas, my husband will have good news to bring."

After being silent for a while, Yang Chengying finally relented.

"Absolutely." Huang Zongxi secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

In fact, Yang Chengying did not intend to exclude the South from the regime.

On the contrary, he hoped that Huang Zongxi could actively contact a group of people of insight to go north, so that he could have some exchanges with them.

How can a political regime use people from only one place, of course, it must embrace all rivers and actively absorb elites from various localities and ethnic groups.

What's more, at this time, Yang Chengying's relationship with the Ming Court was very delicate.

The literati in the south who were willing to go north at this time were either speculators or real people of insight.

The former can be utilized, and the latter can be reused.

"I have also taken the time to examine the knowledge of several children, and they have indeed made great progress."

Yang Chengying changed his smiling face and said to Huang Zongxi: "However, I still have to bother Mr. to be more attentive." ”

"This is nature." Huang Zongxi said, "I didn't do much, but the children are talented and loveable." ”

"Sir, don't praise them too much."

Yang Chengying had already seen the slight smugness on Shi Lang's face, and poured a basin of cold water: "In my opinion, they are still too early to become talents, and they still need to be honed." ”

After a pause, Shi Lang lowered his head.

"In fact, they are also so bad, if they are honed and honed outside, they will naturally grow into a towering tree."

Huang Zongxi touched Shi Lang's head.

Yang Chengying smiled and nodded.

That's the thunderbolt of history - Shi Lang!