The Great Industrial Ming Dynasty Started from Beiping

Chapter 109
Different environments and different people have different spiritual demands.

Zhu Gaochi thinks he is a good person.

As the ancients said.

Pro-virtuous people, far small people.

Under the premise of meritocracy, a large number of people who are willing to contribute to the country are also needed.

Only in this way can the country become prosperous and strong.

It really achieves the social form that Zhu Di pursues, where the family is full, the people are well-off, and the people are happy with each other.

otherwise.

Zhu Gaochi believed that even if he left an industrial country, he would only exclude the common people just like the modern West.

On the premise of ensuring the victory of the Jingnan Battle, Zhu Gaochi will work hard to a higher level.

Ma Wangxuan was in a daze.

"In the first half of your life, you should serve the country loyally and protect the people's safety. In the second half of your life, you should be realistic and seek benefits for the people." What the little nobleman said just now lingered in his ears.

These sonorous and forceful words were like a blow of a heavy hammer, making his breathing difficult.

Are you qualified?

What he thought was whether he had the ability, not why.

In ancient China, there were many such people.

For example, Qi Jiguang, who was born in a military family, "I don't want to be a Marquis, but I hope Haibo will be peaceful."

For example, Yue Fei, who was born in a peasant family, "will not demolish houses to death from freezing, and will not plunder to death from starvation".

The character of these ancestors, even in the humanistic environment of later generations, is still shining.

Whether it is the Yue family army or the Qi family army.

After their masters were treated unfairly, they still played a huge role for the country and became the Great Wall of the country.

At the most difficult moment of the situation, all fought to the last person, and no one surrendered.

It shows that not only these shining people, they also brought out a group of people who held the torch high, proving the height of the spiritual realm that the ancestors could reach.

Zhu Gaochi did not continue to instill more truths in Ma Wangxuan.

What can make Ma Wangxuan wake up is not his great principles, but Ma Wangxuan himself has this quality.

What he has to do is lead by example.

Talking but not doing will never work.

"Go and make arrangements, we'll go and have a look in two days."

Ma Wangxuan came back to his senses, his eyes showed disbelief, although he understood what the little prince meant, he still couldn't believe it.

"From the list of the land expropriation people, you select a few households who are most opposed to the land expropriation. Let's go and see if the matter is done as the outer cabinet said."

"Here."

Ma Wangxuan cupped his hands and left on the wooden support.

Zhu Gaochi didn't know if it was an illusion.

When Ma Wangxuan was leaving, the sound of the wooden support on his leg hitting the floor of the carriage became more and more firm.

"Dong dong dong."

Like the sound of war drums.

Under the arrangement of Ma Wangxuan, Zhu Gaochi came to Liangxiang in a surprise attack.

Accompanied by Zhu Neng, Xu Ning, Ma Wangxuan, the stewards of the engineering team, and the stewards of the outer cabinet.

People are all dressed in uniform.

A black pleated gown with a gold-rimmed swallow embroidered on the chest, and a brown hat made of brown rattan. A group of more than twenty people broke the tranquility of the countryside.

In the crowd, many people were sweating profusely.

Some farmers and women don't know why, and they look at this line of people with unique costumes and powerful intuition in the fields.

The people in the village did not dare to stay on the road, and returned to their homes one after another.

No children running around.

Xu Ning is confident, but still uneasy.

Don't be afraid of [-], just be afraid of what happens.

……

"Old man, you are in good health."

Because it was a raid.

No one is ready.

The old man lowered his head, his hands were shaking.

Where is the aura of being able to pick up farm tools and beat people when facing the deacons outside the cabinet some time ago.

"The nobleman is approachable, what can the old man say?" Xu Ning stepped forward and said with a smile.

"Good, good health."

The old Chinese replied incoherently.

The sons of the old man's family huddled in the corner like quails. As for the wife of the family, they had already hid in the back room.

The neighbors on the left and right did not dare to gather here, but they all paid attention to the movement here.

"Let's just say that the arm can't twist the thigh. If you agree earlier, you will be fine. If you don't agree in the end, it will be too late, and even the nobleman will be alarmed."

"Deserving it."

Some people have a bad relationship with the old man and want to see the old man joke.

"Oh catastrophe."

"Hope you have a good time."

Everyone is worried.

Zhu Neng didn't think he could find out anything about the little nobleman visiting the farm in person.

There is no difference between military households and civilian households, both are farming.

However, military households have an extra layer of organization and often practice, but the environment of the two is somewhat similar, and they are both afraid of their superiors.

Which military household is not afraid of the military officer in the guard.

Which household is not afraid of the officials in the yamen.

Zhu Gaochi asked slowly in the most gentle tone, trying not to frighten others, "Old man, has anyone forced you to agree to the land acquisition?"

The atmosphere became tense.

Many people looked at the old man nervously, for fear that the old man would say something.

The old man always speaks a word.

Many people present may be finished.

The nobleman is someone who can treat even the matter of a widow as a big deal, who would dare not take it as a warning?

The old man lowered his head. Under the eyes of so many people, his mind was blank, he was top-heavy, and he almost couldn't stand still.

He didn't speak, and the others became anxious.

"Old man, no one in the outer cabinet is forcing you, right? If you still want to beat someone, the people in the outer cabinet will not blame you."

The famous steward couldn't help but take the initiative to say.

Zhu Gaochi stared back, but the manager didn't dare to say any more.

The matter of the widow of the engineering team taught Zhu Gaochi a lesson, not only to delegate power to the people below, but also to take a look at it for himself from time to time.

From his point of view.

The engineering team is far more useful than the government.

The government rules are strict and the official status is high, not to mention that he is just the son of Yan Wang, even if he is Yan Wang, it is not easy to control.

Even if you become the emperor, you are not as good as the stewards of the engineering team.

The status of the stewards is not high. Apart from having rights in the factory, they are just ordinary people when they leave the factory.

It's very easy to use.

You can do whatever you want without any resistance, and the stewards know the rules better than the eunuchs.

Anyway, lots of benefits.

It is precisely because Zhu Gaochi has made up his mind that he will use the stewards vigorously in the future, so he must stare at the stewards more strictly.

This is the experience learned from Zhu Di.

Zhu Di let himself go to promote industrial development. He talked about delegating power, but in fact he paid close attention to everything.

"No one forced it."

In the corner, a young man said suddenly.

"call."

……

Many people breathed a sigh of relief.

"Are you the son of an old man?" Zhu Gaochi waved his hand, motioning for him to come forward and speak.

People get out of the way.

The young man was courageous. Although his face was still a little nervous, he was able to maintain his composure. He walked up to Zhu Gaochi, bowed his waist, lowered his hands and lowered his head.

"Back to your nobleman, Xiaomin is the third son of this family, and he went to work on the engineering team."

"Oh, the quota is given to you." Zhu Gaochi was stunned, no wonder, and encouraged him: "Work hard in the engineering team and live a good life sooner."

Zhu Gaochi told the young man to be more serious, and turned around and told the old man gently.

"Old man, we are the eldest son of King Yan's Mansion, so we don't have to be afraid, we are all from our own family. If you have any difficulties in the future, you can go to King Yan's Mansion to find us."

After a few words of relief, and a few false words, Zhu Gaochi saw that there was nothing wrong, so he left in peace.

Zhu Gaochi left with his people and left a piece of cloth for the farmer's family.

Shortly after.

Seeing that the pedestrian had left the village, the neighbors rushed over one after another, asking questions in a hurry.

"Your honor didn't punish you for anything?"

"What did you say to the nobleman?"

"What does your lord look like?"

"Ah, there is still a piece of cloth here." Someone saw and found the gift left by the nobleman.

The old woman came out and calmly carried Bu back to the room.

"Old sister-in-law, let us have a look, let us open our eyes."

someone said.

The old lady turned a deaf ear to it, so she wouldn't keep the good cloth from the nobleman, what if it gets dirty.

"Tsk tsk."

Someone shook his head.

The horse team stopped at the entrance of the village.

Zhu Gaochi and the others walked over.

The sunshine in June has begun to show its power. The sun makes people feel hot and dry, and Zhu Gaochi also feels uncomfortable.

But you have to get used to it, and you can't be greedy for ease.

If you relax today and relax tomorrow, you will be assimilated into a real nobleman immediately.

There are many haystacks on the open space of each house.

Some of them gathered several piles of haystacks, spread them out to dry in the sun, and there were also some bundles of knotted bundles of rice seedlings.

"Today's visit shows that you all have the courage to do things, and you are very close to our heart. You have to hand in the list of several deacons who are in charge of this matter, and you can hand in more things in the future."

"Don't think we're making a fuss out of a molehill."

"We are young princes, you follow us to do things, although you are all white, but who dares to offend you?"

"We don't want people who are domineering, but people who work hard."

"As long as those who persist in hard work are not afraid of hard work, they can get rewards and huge fruits here."

People surrounded the young prince, not daring to miss a word of the young prince's words.

Hearing the little prince's words, their faces were full of joy.

The master's status is so high that even their status has also risen.

Salary level, social status, benefits...

They are better than the servants in the yamen.

Went to the entrance of the village.

Looking at this ordinary village, Zhu Gaochi suddenly stopped.

"Because of our disturbance, many village women have stopped their work." Zhu Gaochi pointed to the haystacks, then smiled.

"How can you say it's disturbing? There's nothing fun in the countryside. I'm afraid many people are willing to be disturbed by nobles." Someone explained.

Haystacks are rice stalks that have lost their moisture.

Due to the loss of moisture, it appears dry yellow.

These rice stalks are not only used by the common people to burn fires on weekdays, but also become fodder for cattle, sheep and other herbivorous livestock.

Far away on the sloping land, you can faintly see farmers grazing cattle.

Cows eat grass and also use rice stalks as a supplement.

Rice stalks can also be used as fertilizer on the land and can be made into ropes.

Farmers who can own their own cattle should be rich households in the village.

"In the future, these people may switch to coal for cooking." Zhu Gaochi did not miss the opportunity to teach people.

On-site teaching is ten times more useful than empty talk.

Many people disagreed, but no one refuted it. Only Zhu Neng shook his head and retorted: "There is no money for rice stalks, but money for honeycomb briquettes. I am afraid it will be difficult."

(End of this chapter)