Labor workers on the docks are bustling with people, and many children are hiding in the shade and frolicking.

Everyone's eyes were focused on this group of old men.

The merry young man is not what he looked like back then.

Yang Shen, who had just disembarked from the ship, even if he restrained himself, saw his former old man after nearly 30 years, and his tears couldn't stop falling.

Even before Zuo Shunmen, they didn't have a deep friendship.

After Zuo Shunmen, they didn't have much to do with each other.

Back then, under Zuo Shunmen, it was a real friend of life and death, Yang Shen was even killed by a cane for a time, until the Yang family collected the body, Yang Shen miraculously eased up, what a character Jiajing is, I heard that Yang Shen came back to life again, when he ordered someone to drag Yang Shen over and beat him with a cane.

After he couldn't die, he was sentenced to exile.

Just when Yang Shen was crying with his old friend on the dock.

Just like when Ning Jue went south in the past, there were also people watching this scene in the restaurant not far away.

"Yang Yong can still be pardoned in the year of Xiu Ershun, and Wang Yuanmei and others dare not be wanton."

Even at this time, Zhang Juzheng and Zhu Zaili were still looking forward to the rooster song conference that was destined to go down in history.

"Mr. Zhang, what kind of person is Yang Yongxiu?"

In the palace, Yang Shen's name is an absolute taboo.

For this person, Zhu Zaili is also full of curiosity.

Zhang Juzheng pondered for a long time before he spoke: "Madman, arrogant and arrogant, his eyes are empty. ”

"In the past, His Majesty succeeded to the great unification, and wanted to be the emperor of Zhengruizong, but the ministers did not obey, His Majesty said that the hundred officials ate the king, and Yang Yongxiu said that he had the cultivation of the country."

The one who eats the king, and the one who is loyal is the king. The country is loyal to the country.

Yang Shen changed the concept in a few words.

Zhang Juzheng's voice changed, but he said: "It's just that when I saw it today, the minister only felt that this Yang Yongxiu was no longer what it used to be." ”

After that, Zhang Juzheng didn't forget to glance at Yang Shen downstairs again.

The figure has gradually become rickety, and it is not much different from Yan Song and Xu Jie.

Zhang Juzheng and Zhu Zaili really can't connect such a person with the madman who kept shouting "Righteousness to the Death".

looked at Zhang Juzheng's appearance.

Ning Jue, who had been sitting silently on the side, suddenly spoke.

"Uncle, have you ever thought that one day you will be like Yang Yongxiu?"

Zhang Juzheng was stunned when he heard this, and then smiled: "Like him? ”

"You don't believe me?"

When Zhang Juzheng heard this, he bowed his hand to Zhu Zaili.

"Please also ask Your Highness to forgive your rudeness."

"Mr. Zhang, but it's okay to talk about it."

"Your Highness's body is in danger of the community, as long as Your Highness can't become Yang Yongxiu."

After that, Zhang Juzheng looked at Zhu Zaili half-jokingly and said with a smile: "At that time, His Royal Highness's will can be written, and Zhang Juzheng at that time will be impeached by Zhang Juzheng this year, and His Royal Highness will play it." ”

looked at the two of them talking and laughing in front of him.

Only Ning Jue shook his head lightly.

From beginning to end, Ning Jue was a bystander.

At the beginning, Ning Jue was just going back to the compensation, but as Ning Jue stayed in Daming for longer and longer, his understanding of Daming became more and more in-depth.

Ning Jue's mentality is actually changing.

The breeze blows, bringing a little coolness, Zhang Juzheng and Zhu Zaili only have Yang Shen who has just landed and is full of tears.

But Ning Jue couldn't do this, because Ning Jue could clearly see that in the alley not far from Yang Shen, two skinny children were squatting in the corner staring at the burden behind Yang Shen expectantly, and their eyes seemed to be waiting for two steamed buns to suddenly fall from there.

This is the biggest difference between Ning Jue and Zhang Juzheng and Zhu Zaili.

They can naturally ignore such a picture, Ning Jue can't do it.

"Little Er, serve the wine!"

Ning Jue walked outside the box and shouted.

After a while, Xiao Er came over with a few jars of wine.

Zhang Juzheng looked at Ning Jue with some doubts.

"Brother Ning has such Yaxing today?"

Ning Jue smiled and shook his head.

I just drank to myself.

The deeper the contact, the more Ning Jue knew that Rao was a treacherous minister, and when he really saw that the people couldn't even eat enough and had to go to the city wall to block the Tartars, he would also be touched.

From princes and generals to the common people, even if a cowherd baby like Zhu Yuanzhang became the emperor, he took it for granted.

It's a cognitive difference, and it's also a kind of helplessness when productivity is low.

When a natural disaster falls, they really have compassion for the people and they don't pretend to be upside down, but this is not in conflict with the fact that they are comfortably supported by the people.

On the contrary, this is a bit like the attitude of modern people towards the fetus, for the fetal pain, you can completely empathize, share the sorrow, and rejoice with it, these can be.

But just as modern people don't see the fetus as a real "person" from any point of view.

Only when the title of the gold list or the success of the fame can the fetus be considered born.

Old parents, as it is.

The officials of the Ming Dynasty did not take care of the people, but their primary task was to hatch as many "people" as possible, that is, the so-called "scholars". ”

Before Zhang Juzheng came back to his senses, Ning Jue had already eaten several bowls of soju.

Just as Ning Jue picked up another cup, there was a sound of cups colliding in the box.

Ning Jue raised his head again, Zhang Juzheng had already poured a bowl of wine and looked at Ning Jue.

"Brother Ning, do you remember when you and I first met?"

"Shidetang Bookstore?"

Zhang Juzheng bowed slightly.

"The reason why Zhang was in a state of difficulty that day was that Zhang originally thought that the discussion of the current politics could set off stormy waves above the court, and he went to the cabinet with a cheeky face, only to find that the performance had already fallen into dust on the bookcase."

"It wasn't until Brother Yu Ning that Zhang had an epiphany."

Ning Jue frowned.

"Me?"

"Right is right, wrong is wrong, black is black, white is white, obviously everyone knows that it is time to implement the whipping law, why bother to be like Emperor Taizu, both labor and labor officials to collect grain."

"The reason why this Zhang is reading the book of sages is also."

Ning Jue couldn't help but smile when he heard this.

"Did the uncle also think before the event that there would be businessmen and gentry who would suppress the price of silver and turn a whip into a whip for the remnants?"

Hearing Ning Jue's words, Zhang Juzheng's expression became more and more bitter.

"Knowing that I sin against me is only spring and autumn."

Since the Tang and Song dynasties, the development model of the Central Plains Dynasty has been finalized, raising the power of the family and the country to raise soldiers, cultivating some geniuses to walk in front of the world, and groping for the future at the lowest cost.

This also dooms the one or two geniuses who are at the forefront to always be miserable.

Those who know the meaning are often born hundreds of years later, and everywhere they see in their lifetime are political enemies who regard them as enemies, ordinary people, gentry, and even the Son of Heaven who do not know why.

They need a sage in their hearts, just like a wanderer who is alone needs a home in his heart.

Until three or two glasses of soju were in their stomachs, the three of them were already drunk and hazy.

And above the pier.

Du Luan, who hugged his head and cried, pulled Yang Shen's sleeve with tears and said: "Brother Sheng'an, this rooster song conference is set up for you, and the deeds of the sages are only in the brother's platform." ”

Yang Shen took out two pieces of bread from the baggage with his backhand.

He gave it to the two scrawny children who were squatting by the pier.

"Eat slowly, don't choke."

Seeing the two children feasting, Yang Shen pulled Du Luan and his party and disappeared on the dock.

If Yang Shen was in Zuoshunmen back then, he would have been killed by the brocade guard.

Then he is at best a Yan Shifan plus.

During the twenty-six years of exile, Yang Shen saw too many people and things that the scholar had never seen in his life.

It was also after being exiled to Yongchang that Yang Shen, a genius who was really famous enough to go down in history, fell to the ground.

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On the banks of the Huangpu River on the outskirts of Fengxian County, Songjiang Prefecture.

Xiang Yuanbian's carriage stopped not far away.

The group looked at the behemoth in front of them in disbelief.

The turbulent river water continued to flow down, and the huge wheel continued to rotate under the impact of the river.

This is a kind of spinning wheel that appeared in Jiangnan as early as the Southern Song Dynasty.

Huang Daopo's improved textile technology has three spindles, and even the original Jenny machine is only eight spindles.

But the reason why this large spinning wheel, which was born in the Southern Song Dynasty, was favored at this time is also very simple, he has thirty-two spindles.

The only fly in the ointment is that the water in the Southern Song Dynasty turned to a large spinning wheel, which could only spin linen yarn.

After Huang Daopo improved the three-spindle spinning wheel to bring down the price of cotton cloth, he killed this behemoth in disguise.

And the spinning wheel in front of him shocked Xiang Yuanbian because of this.

Because this spinning wheel is constantly spinning cotton yarn outward!

"Master, master, what's wrong with you?"

"Don't touch me!"

Xiang Yuanbian seemed to be enchanted, and stepped forward to rub the spinning machine carefully.

At present, those "nobles" in Beijing need cotton cloth a lot.

Xiang Yuanbian couldn't be clearer.

This river pushes out, where is the cotton yarn.

It's clearly white silver!

"Who made this?"

"Master, it's the carpenter Ade."

"Reward! Reward! Xiang Yuanbian's voice changed, and then he asked nervously: "Then where is Ade now?" ”

"Master, the little one is Ade."

A carpenter straddling a saw stood in front of Xiang Yuanbian.

"Good! Go back and pack your luggage, take your wife and children, and go home with me, in the future, your family's food and clothing, my Xiang family has a bag, and if the child wants to study, then go to my Xiang family's school to study, you just have to bring someone to make this thing for me! ”

Ade was overjoyed.

"Master Xie, you are a noble person in our family!"

Ade was happily taken away from the riverside, but Xiang Yuanbian looked at the spinning wheel in front of him, and muttered with greed in his eyes: "You are my nobleman." ”

Xiang Yuanbian, who came back to his senses, roared in a low voice: "Send someone to choose a site, take the land, follow the mountains and rivers, and choose the mountain stream that can bring this loom!" ”

For Xiang Yuanbian, the sooner it is put into production, it means silver.

"Master, we don't have so much cash in our accounts."

Since the whipping method, the Xiang family has not had so much cash on their books.

Xiang Yuanbian's face sank, and he immediately roared: "Take my post and borrow it, with an annual interest rate of three taels per hundred taels of silver, and a settlement for half a year, one hundred taels of silver for one tael or eight dollars!" ”

"Master, this, this is too low, the nobles are afraid that they will not want it."

"You're stupid! Do you have to find a nobleman? Go to the people, find those little gentry, tenants, they have silver and can't exchange it, they can only watch the silver go down day by day, and they are in a hurry at home! ”

What the whipping means, all the gentlemen know.

This does not mean that all the gentlemen can buy enough cotton, satin, and porcelain to circumvent the whipping method.

In short, demand has been created and the total amount of money circulating in the market has skyrocketed.

The first fruit of the price revolution was the interest rate revolution.

After the interest rate revolution, the young beast had its own basic abilities.

Tempt it to profit, force it to rest.

Capital, was born.

(End of chapter)