I'm really not doing business

Chapter 510: If you win, you will counterattack and count the consequences; if you lose, you will hold a grudge.

"Superficial." Zhu Yijun cursed with a smile and brought Zhu Yili to Taibai Tower. Whether he liked it or not, Zhu Yijun wanted to take Zhu Yili around. It was not for any political purpose, but because he was afraid that Zhu Yili would destroy his body.

What's so good about beauties from all over the world? I don't know what Zhu Yixi's point is in messing with those beauties from all over the world every day in the palace.

Watching literati quarrel is not as interesting as watching warriors wrestling, Zhu Yixi thinks so, Zhu Yijun thinks Zhu Yixi is right!
If he wasn't the emperor, he wouldn't be bothered to deal with these scholars debating scriptures. How could there be any fun in the side hall of Wenhua Palace?

The steam engine, with a arrogant attitude, is like a dragon opening up the ravine where the dragon is born. In the peaceful small-scale peasant economy, it dominates the situation and tears the lies of the small-scale peasant economy to pieces. The small-scale peasant economy is not a chicken-dog relationship at all. A natural disaster could displace everyone and destroy the fragile economy.

Not fragile, that is, the rural gentry with three years of stock will not be defeated by natural disasters, not the common people.

Eighty percent of the people live in extreme poverty in the countryside, and even more than 1.5%. Before the census of Dingkou, Zhu Yijun could not imagine that the Ming Dynasty had reached this point. The Ming Dynasty only had million people, but it controlled East Asia. Almost all the land suitable for farming is nearly million acres in Qingzhang and Ming Dynasties, and there are million acres overseas.

Under such circumstances, the people of the Ming Dynasty did not have enough to eat. When encountering wind, frost, rain or snow, they would go hungry and wait for the weather to clear up.

What can Zhu Yijun do as emperor? You can only do it to death if you can't do it.

The output of land is limited and unstable, but the work of steam engines is not. The speed of material production in the Ming Dynasty will be greatly improved. In the 19th year of Yongle, the Ming Dynasty had a total of 700,000 horses. This was the confidence for the Ming Dynasty to conquer the northern desert at that time. Now, the Ming Dynasty steam engine, a magical machine with equivalent horsepower, is booming.

An iron horse is also a horse.

Even Ming Gong will be furious about how to allocate this new productivity. Precision manufacturing is changing everyone's perception little by little.

When Zhu Yijun came to Taibai Tower, Wang Qian had been waiting for him for a long time. He was not qualified to go to the study room of Tonghe Palace to meet the emperor, so he could only meet the emperor by chance during such a great time. As soon as he saw the emperor appear, Wang Qian Qian immediately took His Majesty to the Tianzihao box, which was in a perfect location. It had the best view of the excitement and would not be disturbed by anyone.

"Your Majesty, should we start telling a story?" Wang Qian was already eager to give it a try.

Zhu Yijun looked at Wang Qian and said angrily: "Your father went to the palace to plead guilty for this matter. Can you save your father some trouble? Tell a story. Can you tell the story casually? Worsted wool Well, Chuan Yin, even the Jimo Zhang family has fallen apart. Even if history is always a ruthless victory over the brainless, we can't wave the sickle at will. "

Wang Qian looked slightly depressed. He muttered: "If Your Majesty doesn't tell the story of the steam engine, the bankers will tell it. Instead of letting them tell it, it's better for Your Majesty to tell it. At least the story your Majesty told is true, and the banker told it." is fake."

There is always some truth to Wang Qian's fallacies. For example, Zhu Yijun was deeply touched by the saying that good things do not circulate. The 16-horsepower steam engine is a typical proof. It will not be sold at all and is digested internally. There were even fights internally.

And Wang Qian’s fallacy this time also has some truth to it, that is, these speculators and bookmakers always lie to people, but His Majesty’s stories never lie to people. This is something that is almost non-existent in the trading industry. Then It's certainty.

This is the reason why Wang Qian kept making noises and even went so far as to hunt down San Tiao Street with his own father. Wang Qian also wanted to invite His Majesty to take over the throne, just like the Ming Dynasty court frequently went to Xishan to invite Patriarch Ju Zheng to trade. This kind of certainty is so needed in this chasm of human evil, this place filled with deceit and greed.

"I know what you mean." Zhu Yijun said with a slight embarrassment: "Then Wang Yushi will tell you, there is a saying on the wall of the Royal Palace Museum, he who practices it is just faithful."

"Yes!" Wang Qian immediately cheered, clenched his fist hard, and waved it twice. The story of the worsted woolen cloth was told by Wang Qian. His Majesty gave clear instructions. No lying, no lying. cheat.

If there is no lying or cheating in a trading house, is it still a trading house? It can also be that practicing reality and seeking truth from facts is not a story, it is the development of productive forces, people changing nature, confidence, hope and the future.

Zhu Yijun was waiting for the opening, but everyone arrived, including Gu Gongxie. However, Lin Fucheng hadn't come yet. He always liked to be late. The first time he had a discussion at Dajue Temple in Xishan, Lin Fucheng was always late. that person.

Today, Lin Fucheng was late again.

"Master Lin always likes to whet people's appetites." Zhu Yijun unscrewed his own glass. The glass was crystal clear, but in fact you could still see a little bit of green. Even if Daming's quartz mine has been magnetically separated, The iron still cannot be removed, and the glass produced is more or less green.

Glass is not ceramic or jade because it is not wear-resistant.

Lin Fucheng is very, very good at packaging himself. He always raises his own value through other people's requests, being late on purpose, etc., making people think that someone who is so willing to ask for something must be very powerful.

The more famous Lin Fucheng became, the more Wang Qian and Zhu Yijun earned. Public opinion influenced government orders. This happened again and again in the Ming Dynasty. Now, the Ming Emperor controls part of Guangde Bookstore, which can be regarded as cultivating his own mouthpiece. The Ministry of Rites It would be disrespectful to start a fight in person.

Soon, Master Lin walked onto the stage. Everyone stared blankly at Lin Fucheng on the stage. Master Lin was usually known for his simplicity. Although his clothes were very clean, he rarely looked like this. , the word "nouveau riche" is written all over his body.

He wears a shining golden Confucian crown on his head. The crown is made of silk and satin. The body is made of silk and satin. Everything is complete. The patch is woven with Su embroidery gold thread. Around his waist is a belt with a silver gold buckle. The belt is There is a ring of jade hanging on it, and he is holding a folding fan in his hand. If you look closely, it is made of golden nanmu fan bones.

Extremely extravagant.

"Master Lin is one of the few who has three to five thousand taels of silver in his outfit." Zhu Yijun's mouth twitched. In his impression, Lin Fucheng didn't seem to be such a coquettish person, but now, he appeared here openly.

Today's job was a good one. From the moment I appeared on the stage, four words were written all over my body: coquettish bitch.

"More than three thousand four hundred silver, I gave it to him." Wang Qian shook his head and said, "I don't know what he is planning to do."

"Thank you all for coming today. It's a great honor for Lin. Lin is no longer what he used to be today. With the help of noble people, he can finally have a luxury. Brother Gu, you are well." Lin Fucheng greeted everyone politely. The greeting included his opponent Gu Gongxie.

"Brother Gu, I had a battle with pen and knife in this newspaper before. Lin is not talented, but he is a little better, but he still feels that he has not finished it. Brother Gu kindly invites me, so naturally I will not avoid it. Today, we Let’s talk about luxury.” Lin Fucheng gave a brief introduction to the spectators who came to watch the excitement but didn’t know why.

Gu Gongxie advocated advocating extravagance and competing for extravagance, while Lin Fucheng advocated restraining extravagance and prohibiting extravagance.

"I wonder why Master Lin is so dressed up to attend?" Gu Gongxie was a little confused. According to Lin Fucheng's previous sharp point of view, he did not advocate luxury, but today's appearance is really weird. Lin Fucheng is wearing dozens of middle-class clothes. The family’s annual income.

Is it possible that Lin Fucheng is the kind of cheap scholar who does not agree with what he knows and does, saying one thing but thinking another?

"I know I have repented. Brother Gu is right. It's better to be extravagant. It's better to be extravagant." Lin Fucheng said quite relieved: "You can really enjoy a wicked life if you put down your personal qualities. I am not the same now." As in the past, when you have princes and princes to help you, why should you wrong yourself?"

"This crown costs 200 taels of silver, this pair of shoes costs 400 silver, and this outfit costs 1200 silver. Do you see the two duck eggs in my hand? Cuisheng is harder than jade and more transparent than jade. Ruorun, this pair costs 1300 silver.”

Lin Fucheng's words aroused everyone's exclamation. Lin Fucheng had been playing with two emerald green pieces since entering the venue. Only now did everyone see clearly that they were Cuisheng jade, that is, jadeite, which has been popular in the capital recently.

"I lent him 1300 silver? You can't even buy it with silver." Zhu Yijun held his forehead. The name of this pair of duck eggs is the jade gourd with carved chilong pattern. This thing has no price. It is from the palace. The royal objects used were gifts from the Duke of Guizhou to the capital, and they could not be obtained with just money.

"Shang She is so good!" Lin Fucheng leaned on the back of his chair and directly confused Gu Gongxie.

What is this all about? Today was supposed to be a gathering, it was supposed to be a war of words, but the result was not good. Lin Fucheng simply admitted defeat without mentioning it, and even managed to behave like this. It was simply catching people off guard.

Lin Fucheng carefully placed the duck eggs. This thing was a borrowed prop. It had to be returned intact. If it really fell, Lin Fucheng couldn't afford to sell it. He shook his fan and laughed happily. He said: "Brother Gu said before that if there is luxury for millions of people, there will be livelihood for millions of people. If you want to change the luxury for millions of people and return to simplicity, the livelihood of millions of people will be almost destroyed. This The flow of profits and losses between heaven and earth cannot be transferred.”

"If the customs are too extravagant, then it will be difficult for the small people to make a living. If the elders take care of themselves because of the extravagances of the customs, they will not work at the top and will not bother the people below. It is just about restraining extravagance and prohibiting extravagance. Is that okay? Of course not."

Gu Gongxie was a little dumbfounded. These were all what he wanted to say, but Lin Fucheng took them all away! Today’s gathering is full of weirdness!
"That's what I said!" Gu Gongxie said immediately: "Master Lin, what advice do you have?"

Lin Fucheng waved his hands repeatedly and said: "How dare you give me advice? Take this pair of green stones as an example. They come from the Xuanwei Department of Myanmar. Many people have never heard of the Xuanwei Department of Myanmar. The Xuanwei Department of Myanmar has the Xuanwei Department built in the 13th year of Yongle. Weisi City is surrounded by a moat, city walls, Xuanweisi Yamen, etc. for twenty miles. The folk customs there are fierce and people make a living by logging and quarrying. "

"I don't know some poor guy who got the most incredible luck and dug out a stone with emerald green stones from the mountain. The mine owner randomly scattered a few flying coins as a reward. The poor guy left happily and gratefully. Then the stone was opened. Oops! There is Man Cui inside! The mine owner knows that he has made a fortune. Unexpectedly, if Tu Si finds out about this rare treasure, how can he let it go? "

"The mine owner could only bite it into pieces with his teeth and swallow it in his stomach. He gave the jadeite full of jade to the chieftain. The chieftain sold it to the Jia family merchants in Tengchong. The merchant Jia family knew that Huaibi was guilty and took the jadeite full of jadeite with him. Bao returned to Yunnan and asked a master to carve it. When the master saw Bao, he became suspicious and prepared to run away with the treasure. Unexpectedly, the merchants of the Jia family were prepared, and the master died. "

"Man Cui's exotic treasures found their way into the capital, but no one knew much about them. I finally bought them for 1,300 silver."

After Zhu Yijun heard this, he sneered. Lin Fucheng was just talking nonsense. This was a chieftain from Burma who was given to the Duke of Guizhou and finally sent to the capital. It was carved by internal craftsmen.

Lin Fucheng said sincerely: "Look, I got this rare treasure full of green. During the whole process, there were kiln miners, mine owners, chieftains, merchants, and carvers. Every piece on my body, right? There are thousands of people working behind it? This is the principle of one person’s luxury and the livelihood of millions of people!”

"That's it." Gu Gongxie didn't understand at all. What on earth did Lin Fucheng want to do? If he gave up, why did he come? He just shied away from being sick, and everyone knew that he had given up. As for buying such an outfit that he couldn't wear on a daily basis, was it specifically to prove that Gu Gongxie's point of view was right?

Lin Fucheng is eating his words by speaking out and throwing water out.

weird.

This is not the feeling of Gu Gongxie alone. Everyone who came here felt the absurdity sincerely. How many people's blood and tears were behind these two duck eggs? The impoverished people who built the mountain, the mine owner who shivered under the chieftain, the master carver who even lost his life, and the bloody storm all the way to Beijing. Needless to say, these two extremely valuable duck eggs must have countless people. of blood and tears.

Just like those silks.

"I entered the city yesterday and came back full of tears. Those who are covered with silkworms are not silkworm farmers." Zhu Yijun thought of a poem and frowned, guessing that Lin Fucheng wanted to use a bloody example to tell everyone that in this process The cruel peeling. Lin Fucheng didn't make people confused, and said with a smile: "Brother Gu's point of view and my point of view are actually the same. They are both for the sake of the livelihood of these tens of millions of people, right."

"Really?" Gu Gongxie asked tentatively. It seemed that he had won a great victory in this gathering, but he always felt that there were traps everywhere.

Lin Fucheng shook the fan again and said, "I'm asking you, why are you asking me?"

"Right." Gu Gongxie finally gave an affirmative answer.

Lin Fucheng finally saw the situation and asked: "What about the Xishan Coal Bureau, Yongding Yongsheng Woolen Official Factory, the five major shipyards, hundreds of weaving workshops, cotton spinning workshops, and the 70,000 taels on Suiyuan Chi Road?" Thousands of craftsmen, are they the livelihood of tens of millions of people? This must be the number of workers and engineers in the Ming Dynasty now numbering 250,000. This is truly the livelihood of tens of thousands of people."

Gu Gongxie said bravely: "Of course it is the livelihood of tens of millions of people. What we are discussing is luxury, not the construction of engineering corps battalions and government factories. Master Lin, please don't change the subject."

"This is very important!" Lin Fucheng stood up and said loudly: "This green stone is a luxury for the powerful and powerful, while firewood, rice, oil, salt, food, clothing, housing and transportation are a luxury for most people!"

Now that Lin Fucheng is here, he naturally has his own opinions to express, rather than to satisfy Gu Gongxie. Although everyone is from Nanya, their opinions are different.

"This trick is that after I finish saying what you want to say, you will have nothing to say." Zhu Yijun leaned back in his chair and finally understood Lin Fucheng's logic of confrontation.

"Indeed." Zhu Yili also nodded and said: "Go the way you want to go, even if you have no way to go, Master Lin still has something. When it comes to quarreling, Master Lin is still very good."

Lin Fucheng looked around at everyone present, then looked at Gu Gongxie and asked calmly: "The powerful and right-wing people can be luxurious, but can the poor coolies also be luxurious? The powerful and right-wing people have the freedom of luxury, so the poor coolies, Is there luxury freedom? Their luxury is food, clothing, housing and transportation.”

"Yes... or not..." Gu Gongxie was sweating profusely. He no longer knew how to answer, because all the things he wanted to say had been said by Lin Fucheng in advance.

"Let me ask you." Lin Fucheng had already grasped the complete initiative.

Gu Gongxie had no choice but to say bravely: "Yes."

Lin Fucheng said sincerely: "This is it. With the luxury of millions of people, there is the livelihood of millions of people. Everyone can choose their own livelihood, abolish the slave status, strengthen the production relationship of personal dependence, and move towards the free employment relationship." The transformation is for the luxury of millions of people, the luxury of food, clothing, housing and transportation.”

The quarrel between Gu Gongxie and Lin Fucheng seemed to be about the debate between advocating luxury and competing for luxury and restraining luxury, but in fact the core was the debate between the imperial court and the abolition of humble slave status. Both of them knew very well how to revolve around luxury. , the most fundamental key is to clearly explain the advantages and disadvantages of abolishing the status of slaves.

There is no doubt that Lin Fucheng won a great victory and Gu Gongxie was defeated. The most important thing here is whether the poor coolies should be able to have the luxury of their own food, clothing, housing and transportation. To put it more bluntly, the poor coolies are It's not a human problem.

Gu Gongxie dares to say today that the poor coolies are not worthy and that the poor coolies are not human beings. Tomorrow, the Caihuying and water bearers who deliver food to him will not deliver food and water to them. The scholar-bureaucrats will have no choice but to go to the streets themselves and become the laughing stock. .

The censor of the Metropolitan Procuratorate was still carrying water on the street.

"I advocate advocating luxury, not competing for luxury. This is the main point of my discussion with you. If I do not advocate prohibiting luxury or suppressing luxury, it is suppressing demand. From a production point of view, this is completely untenable, but I What I advocate for luxury is that everyone in the Ming Dynasty has the right to pursue beauty, which is not consistent with the cruel expropriation you advocate. So in your eyes, I am talking about prohibiting luxury and suppressing luxury." Lin Fucheng looked at Gu Gongxie. Face said sadly.

In his debates, Lin Fucheng never advocated curbing or banning extravagance. From a production perspective, this was a very stupid act. Wouldn't it be reducing demand?

It's just that Lin Fucheng's advocacy of luxury is completely in two directions from Gu Gongxie's advocacy.

"You are afraid. What are you afraid of?" Lin Fucheng sat down again and looked at Gu Gongxie and asked calmly.

"Who is afraid? Who is afraid? It's nonsense. Let's talk together. What should we say if we are afraid or not?" Gu Gongxie suddenly stood up, pointed at Lin Fucheng and said loudly, obviously breaking his guard.

Gu Gongxie came from a wealthy and noble family, known as the Gu family of Wu County. There were hundreds of servants in the family. Lin Fucheng was afraid of the word, and Gu Gongxie immediately became stressed. All his politeness was torn apart and his true colors were exposed. .

"It's normal to be afraid, and the court is also afraid, afraid that the poor coolies will not be able to eat, and they will rise up and all the heroes will rise up." Lin Fucheng said calmly: "Fear is never a shame. What are you afraid of? Afraid of those who have escaped from their lowly status. The poor coolies are not fighting for their lives, they are fighting for their lives.”

"There are many powerful people. You only need to kneel down and be flattering to the best of your ability to survive. Just like those slaves before, who knelt in front of you and trembled. In the past, you were not afraid of hatred or being strong, because there were so many people who hated you. Even if you go, you won’t miss a meal, wear a piece of clothing, and just bow down to the powerful.”

"You are afraid now, not because your former slave hated you and had the power to kill you, so you are so frightened and uneasy. The idea of ​​absolute freedom can no longer be discussed, and we are back to talk about the limits of freedom."

"Hmph, ugh, that's how the word "arrogant at the front and respectful at the back" comes to life.

Zhu Yirui blinked and said in a low voice: "Brother Emperor, is this Lin Fucheng swearing?"

"Well, we were still having a discussion before, but now Lin Fucheng is attacking him personally, scolding Gu Gongxie for being both arrogant and respectful." Zhu Yijun said with certainty. Lin Fucheng's following are all his personal emotional output and have nothing to do with his opinions. It's just that I don't like Gu Gongxie.

And Gu Gongxie had no power to fight back, because Lin Fucheng knew their weaknesses very well, and pretending to be calm could not hide the fear deep in his heart.

Gu Gongxie's face turned red and he nodded several times before throwing away his sleeves angrily and leaving.

Zhu Yijun tilted his head and said to Zhao Mengyou: "If you win, you will counterattack. If you lose, you will hold a grudge. This Gu Gongxie was defeated and lost. I am afraid that the hatred in his heart is higher than the mountain and deeper than the sea. Find two Tiqi to watch. If If you want to do something evil, just arrest them. This Gu family, Ren and Xia family are family friends. "

The Renhe Xia family had clearly arranged for Lin Fucheng to become the half-county family of Renhe County.

Zhao Mengyou arranged it, and Zhu Yijun called Lin Fucheng over and had a detailed chat. Lin Fucheng carefully returned the two duck eggs to Mr. Huang, and then breathed a heavy sigh of relief. This thing fell, I really apologize. Sorry.

After Lin Fucheng discussed the definition of freedom and the limits of freedom, he began to discuss the production relations of freedom. Even if Lin Fucheng did not practice it, he was honest in everything he said and did, so he was not a Confucian.

"We saw a memorial at the General's Mansion, but it was not copied by the imperial newspaper." Zhu Yijun planned to be a well-informed person and reveal some information to Lin Fucheng.

"Is this something I can know?" Lin Fucheng waved his hands and said: "That is the memorial to the general's palace that has not been copied by the newspaper! It must not be done, it must not be done."

Lin Fucheng was refusing. If he failed to do this, he would get burned. But his eyes were filled with the desire for gossip, because he knew that the news was by no means simple.

"Eighty percent of the people in the Ming Dynasty traveled around for a year, but in the end they couldn't even save a tael of silver. In the countryside, 98% of the farmers were impoverished people. They were living in dire straits, with no food to eat and no clothes to cover their bodies. They were exposed to wind and frost. He refused to eat food in the rain or snow for fear of running out of food." Zhu Yijun talked about the false prosperity that Da Situ Wang Guangguang took the initiative to pierce.

Lin Fucheng stared at Zhu Yijun and said blankly: "Master Huang, you can't talk nonsense, this, this, this..."

Zhu Yijun shook his sleeves, picked out the memorials in his sleeves and said, "Here are the memorials. Do you want to take a look?"

"Don't look, don't look..." Lin Fucheng didn't dare to look at this thing. If you, Mr. Huang, were discovered, you would be scolded by Qi Shuai at most. If Lin Fucheng looked at it, he was afraid that he would spend his whole life in jail or die in prison.

"Fortunately, even if we are extremely poor now, despite the wind, frost, rain and snow, we can still mix some sweet potato noodles and add some water to cook some porridge. I am still hungry and have stomach acid, but I still have something to eat." Zhu Yijun looked a little sad. , and some happy, very complicated expressions, Zhu Yijun started promoting sweet potatoes in the seedling fire room when he was ten years old, and finally achieved some results.

Fortunately, the people can still have a mouthful of sweet potato noodles to make ends meet. Sadly, there is only one mouthful of sweet potato noodles.

Sweet potatoes are not a staple food, and dry weight needs to be calculated for conversion, but even so, it is excellent as a famine relief product.

"Your Majesty is a benevolent emperor." Lin Fucheng said sincerely, this is his contribution to the livelihood of the people.

Zhu Yijun took Zhu Yili back to the palace, and Lin Fucheng was sincerely embarrassed. Lin Fucheng did not dare to read the memorial that Mr. Huang took out. Is what Mr. Huang said true or false? Lin Fucheng planned to go and see for himself. He chose Gaoyang County, Baoding Prefecture.

As soon as he left, Lin Fucheng set off the next morning.

Lin Fucheng left as soon as he said so, which confused Tiqi, so he had to disguise himself and follow Lin Fucheng. Lin Fucheng had no idea about the current situation in which he was at the cusp of the storm. The capital was okay, but after leaving the capital, he was He was beaten to death and buried under a tree. Who can find out clearly?

Not only was Tiqi confused, but Gu Gongxie who was about to do something was also confused and prepared to retaliate. As a result, Lin Fucheng ran faster than a rabbit and disappeared in the blink of an eye. Gu Gongxie, who finally investigated Lin Fucheng's whereabouts, decided to give Lin Fucheng some color. Lo and behold, as soon as he started taking action, Tiqi locked him down at home and was thrown into jail.

Those who commit murder must be beheaded in public.

"Are you Tiqi?" Lin Fucheng looked at his coachman. He was knowledgeable. The embroidered spring knife was exclusive to Tiqi, and it was not an imitation. This Tiqi also carried a fire gun.

Tiqi nodded and said: "Well, Mr. Huang has set up a Doctor of Five Classics from the Wu Jing Academy for Dr. Lin. He is considered a member of the imperial court. When Doctor of Five Classics travels, he must be protected by someone to prevent accidents."

"Is Mr. Huang capable of getting a doctorate in the Five Classics from the Gewu Academy? His hands and eyes are all in the sky!" Lin Fucheng said dully. He just went to Gaoyang County, Baoding to learn about the sufferings of the people. Does this mean he became a doctor in the Five Classics?
Lin Fucheng still had great respect for the Royal Garden. All his ideas were pinned on the amazing skills and tricks unleashed by the Royal Garden. The continuous development of steam engines gave Lin Fucheng hope for freedom for everyone.

He looked worriedly at the official road along the way. There were many people in the capital, and there were no trees. Walking along the road, there were no trees on the roadside, and the mountains and rivers were all bare.

(End of this chapter)