Daming: I, Yang Xian, really govern Yang!

Chapter 256 Who is working for the people?

As a good friend of Liu Bowen, Song Lian knew the relationship between Mingji and Yang Xian.

Therefore, after hearing the requests from the Jiangnan consortium, Song Lian set foot on the road to Yangzhou again.

Song Lian has never taken a rail train since he was yin and yang by Yang Xian last time.

It was the same this time. We directly hired a carriage and endured the bumpy journey. We finally arrived in Yangzhou the next day.

It is now the eighth year of Hongwu.

Song Lian is also sixty-five years old, and his old bones are almost scattered along the way.

But he still held himself together and sat upright, not losing his Confucian etiquette.

After arriving in Yangzhou, the coachman opened the door and looked at Song Lian sitting inside. Even though his face was pale, his body was still sitting upright, and he couldn't help but admire the old gentleman in his heart.

Song Lian slowly opened his eyes, paid the money, thanked him, and slowly walked out of the carriage.

When getting off the bus, the driver beside him was afraid that the old gentleman in front of him would fall down. He wanted to reach out to help him, but the aura emanating from him clearly conveyed the intention not to help him.

The driver's hands were just hanging in the air, watching the old gentleman leave.

Duke Yang's Mansion.

After hearing the servant's report, Yang Xian was stunned for a moment, with a puzzled look in his eyes.

Why is Song Lian here again?

Could it be that Zhu Bai, the twelfth prince in the capital, has come up with some new invention?

Apart from this, Yang Xian could not think of a reason for Song Lian to visit again.

After all, the two of them broke up on bad terms last time.

For the sake of Liu Bowen and Zhu Biao, Yang Xian had no reason to turn him away, so he had someone bring him in.

Seeing that Song Lian didn't look good, Yang Xian immediately asked someone to serve him hot tea.

Song Lian thanked him and couldn't find any mistakes in etiquette.

"Scholar of the Song Dynasty, I am here this time. I wonder if you have any advice?" Yang Xian said calmly.

"Don't take it seriously."

Song Lian nodded slightly and said, "But there is indeed something that I came here to ask Mr. Yang Guogong face to face."

Yang Xian raised his hand to signal the other party to continue.

Song Lian pondered for a moment and then said: "I remember that Yang Guogong personally told me last time that the purpose of the study of objects you taught is to make the people's lives better and better."

Yang Xian nodded, he did not deny this matter, because this is what he said, and it is also the meaning of a series of things he is doing now.

Only by making people's lives better and better will the merit points he gains get higher and higher.

Even if his ultimate goal is merit points, it does not conflict with this fact.

Yang Xian now wants to know more and more what Song Lian's purpose is today.

"Although I still can't agree with the fact that you asked the twelfth prince to learn strange skills and tricks. But I deeply agree with this matter. It must be known that any knowledge in this world cannot be far away from people's livelihood and economy. Just like our Confucians, the emperor can assist the emperor. , The lower level can stabilize Li Shu, the middle level can reconcile Yin and Yang, and this is how it is now glorious." Song Lian said.

"Since Yang Guogong has the skills to benefit the country and the people, why doesn't he make it public and vigorously promote it?"

Yang Xian looked at Song Lian calmly. The old guy didn't blink, his expression remained unchanged, and if nothing else, his belief was really firm.

Of course, so does the face.

"If Bachelor Song has anything to say, just say it directly." Yang Xianpi said with a smile. Song Lian looked at Yang Xian, and after laying the groundwork, he finally revealed the purpose of his trip.

"Since Mingji Textile Factory, controlled by Yang Guogong, has mastered new textile technology, why should it hide it? Shouldn't it be like the former sage Huang Daopo, who made the technology public to the world? In this way, the cost of cotton cloth will decrease, and the people of the world will benefit from it. They can all afford cotton clothes.”

"Instead of just looking after your Mingji Textile Factory to make your own profits like it is now."

Song Lian was full of righteousness.

Good guy, you are waiting for me here.

Yang Xian looked at the old man in front of him and called him a good guy in his heart.

In these days, Wang Yuemin had reported to him more than once, saying that the businessmen in Jiangnan often sent people to explore the new technologies of their textile factories.

It is not an exaggeration to say that there are frequent means.

Not only did they spend money to bribe female workers in Mingji Textile Factory, they even sent undercover agents to learn skills secretly.

An attempt was made to copy the technology of Ming Kee Textile Factory.

It's just obvious that even though they spent so much manpower and financial resources, they still didn't succeed in the end.

Recently, I have finally stopped fussing.

Wang Yuemin thought that the other party had given up.

But for Yang Xian, who had a deep understanding of the Ming Jiangnan Consortium, he knew that the other party would not give up so easily.

But he didn't expect that the scholar Song Lian would be the one to stand up for them.

And as soon as he came, such a big hat was slapped on him.

Yang Xian laughed angrily at Song Lian's words and said, "I don't know who, Master Song, wants me to announce the new textile technology to. Is it those Jiangnan businessmen?"

The existence of the Jiangnan Consortium behind him was pointed out in one word, coupled with Yang Xian's sinister tone, Song Lian's defense was immediately broken.

Song Lian's face turned livid, he snorted coldly, and said, "Of course, we are announcing the new textile technology to the people all over the world."

Using righteousness as a pretext is exactly what these old guys love to do.

Maybe they themselves brainwashed themselves in this way.

Yang Xian smiled and said: "The new textile technology of Mingji Textile Factory requires the construction of large-scale textile machines. Even if ordinary people know it, it will have no effect on them. Do they have to go to advance in advance in order to weave a few pieces of cotton at home? Isn’t it possible to spend tens of thousands of taels of silver to build a large textile machine?”

"To put it bluntly, Song University Scholars just want to know the latest textile technology in vain. Only they who are also in the textile industry need this technology."

"Then why don't you go to Zuixianju in the capital and ask them to reveal the secret recipe for their signature Three-Drunken Immortal Chicken? Why don't you go to Tianshui Tower and ask their shopkeeper to reveal the secret recipe for Tianshui Brewing?"

Yang Xian looked at Song Lian and said, "As for what you said about reducing the cost of cotton cloth, we clearly remember that this is what the textile factory is doing now. If the Jiangnan consortium behind you really has the people in mind, then We won’t let the price of cotton remain so high for so many years.”

"Who is really doing things for the people? The people's eyes are sharp."

"The Great Scholar of the Song Dynasty may have forgotten who is responsible for the fact that everyone in the Ming Dynasty can wear woolen clothes for the winter."

"If everyone in this world was like University Student Song and only spoke one word, the common people would have been frozen to death in the snow."

Song Lian blushed at Yang Xian's words and was speechless for a moment.

"The heart of a villain, the heart of a villain, you are trying to judge the heart of a gentleman with your villain's heart!" Song Lian pointed at Yang Xian, and his whole body was shaking with anger.

(End of this chapter)