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Song Li was very innocent and was besieged during the Chinese New Year. In fact, it was not a siege. The directors of the mines came to his home one after another and asked for the installation of tracks and the popularization of pulleys in the mines they were responsible for.
"Just tell me, sir, I'm on vacation and won't see any guests."
"You still come here after Du Nyima has sealed it, you really don't regard Shangshu as solid food, do you?"
"etc."
Song Li suddenly thought of the water transport and asked, "Didn't the water transport people come?"
"Master is not here."
Song Li waved his hand, and after the others left, he said to himself: "Once water transportation is equipped with this set of equipment, how much less will the cost be? Aren't the benefits those people got gone?"
Song Li only felt a little chilly. He knew that many officials along the canal transport line were relying on others. If there was a large-scale reduction of labor along the way, those officials would go crazy.
"These days, even if you want to offend people, you have to be artistic. If you offend a few people, you can establish your upright image, but if you offend the majority of people
"Master! Master, what's wrong with you?"
The news of Song Li's illness spread very slowly, after all, everyone is still on vacation.
Fang Xing took a complete vacation and spent all day playing with his two children at home.
The snow in the yard was all gone. Tudou and Ping An were dragged into the bathroom to take a bath. Fang Xing took off his shoe covers and said nonchalantly: "The shoes are not wet, so they won't get hot."
Zhang Shuhui asked someone to bring a basin of hot water and pressed his feet into it herself. Xiaobai looked at it funny, so he took Fang Xing's shoes to the stove to bake.
At this time, Muhua came in and said, "Mr. Xie asked to send word that Song Li from the Ministry of Industry is ill."
Fang Xing nodded and said he understood. As for why Song Li fell ill, he was not interested in knowing.
After the rail carriage performance in the big market, where will the water transport people go?
Today¡¯s water transportation is not the behemoth that hundreds of thousands of people relied on to make a living in the future. Moreover, with potatoes in the north and grain from Nuergandusi, the importance of water transportation has dropped a lot.
"Someone is going to cry!"
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Zhou Yangqing, the left minister of the Ministry of Industry, raised his hands at the door of the house with a smile on his face and said: "I already know your purpose of coming. Please go back and wait for the meeting to discuss a result."
Someone in the crowd surrounding the gate shouted: "Mr. Zhou, we have a quota every year. If you don't meet it, you will be punished. Even if you pity me, please ask the Ministry of Industry to pave the track as soon as possible."
These officials are all in charge of a certain mine. They take advantage of the Chinese New Year to go to Beijing to do business and provide benefits to certain people so as not to be judged by others.
After seeing the track carriage and the set of pulleys and trolleys in the big market, these people could not sit still.
The rail carriage instantly became a hot topic in the capital, and even the palace heard about it.
"What is Fang Xing doing at home?"
Zhu Di finally had a few days of leisure, but Sun Xiang had no chance to rest. Hearing this, he said: "Your Majesty, Uncle Xinghe has not come out since he was at home. He has not shown up."
"Is he afraid?"
Zhu Di said disdainfully: "Xing Hebo, who once faced the attack of the grassland coalition forces without fear, is he afraid?"
??Thousands of people pointed it out, and it ended without any illness.
Sun Xiang said: "Your Majesty, on that day when the track of the big market was opened, apart from the common people, countless people were gnashing their teeth and saying that this was a miraculous trick. It was only because of the fear of the common people that they did not explode."
Zhu Di¡¯s expression was strange, as if he had heard a joke.
"Are they afraid of the people?"
"Afraid!" Sun Xiang said, remembering the scene at that time: "Those people and businessmen were very fanatical. If those literati had made a fuss at that time, they would have been beaten, and someone might have died."
"Oh! It's good to be afraid! As for Fang Xing, it's good to let him sober up for a while, so that he won't always think that he can get things done by running rampant."
Zhu Di thought of when he was young, it was so good at that time!
Sun Xiang sighed in his heart, feeling that Zhu Di's favor towards Fang Xing was too much.
This tone is similar to how you treat your nephew. If the prince could get such treatment, he would be so excited that he would gain ten pounds a month.
At this time, someone came in and reported: "Your Majesty, Censor Lanjian has gone to Uncle Xinghe's house."
Zhu Di held his forehead with his hand and gritted his teeth and said: "They are all stupid and careless!"
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Lan Jian¡¯s head was wrapped in a circle of cloth, and his face was stillIt's a little swollen, but the momentum is very strong.
"Uncle Xinghe, I saw that the railway track can be used for mining docks, but how can those despicable merchants use it?!"
There were two other people who followed Lan Jian, both of them looked filled with indignation, but refused to speak.
Fang Xing sat upright, Ma Su stood up and said, "May I ask Master Lan, why can't merchants use it?"
When Lan Jian saw that Ma Su was young, he shouted: "You are still young. You don't know the evil of merchants who value profit over justice, let alone what will happen if you encourage merchants?"
"Squandering flowers are gradually charming the eyes, and wealth and silk are moving people's hearts. After merchants are everywhere, people's hearts are not as old as before, and material desires are rampant. It's scary to think about that scene!"
Lan Jian shook his head, as if he wanted to get rid of the remaining scenes in his mind, and then said sincerely: "Uncle Xinghe, suppressing merchants has been something that all dynasties have done consistently since ancient times. The Ming Dynasty is booming, why do we promote merchants? "
Ma Su sighed in his heart and said: "Mr. Lan, do you know the current situation of many government-run workshops in the Ming Dynasty over the past few years? Do you know how much the Ming Dynasty's commercial tax revenue has been in the past year or so?"
"There is so much land in the Ming Dynasty, and there is no need for commercial taxes to conquer the north and south, and it is invincible!"
Lan Jian looked at Ma Su with pitiful eyes and said, "Uncle Xinghe has arrested many businessmen with connections to foreign countries. It can be seen that this generation has no king of family and country in his heart, so he should be killed!"
Fang Xing was helpless. After Lan Jian went all out to impeach him last time, Zhu Zhanji came to explain that this was the stupid Qing among the censors.
Leng Touqing couldn¡¯t reason, so Fang Xing simply asked Ma Su to come forward to receive them, while he thought about the impact of the railway tracks.
??The Han people have been walking on dirt roads and stone roads for generations. Suddenly a rail transit appeared. Although it is only transporting goods at present, it has subverted the traditional concept.
And this is probably what some literati are afraid of. It¡¯s like a person who has a successful career and suddenly finds that most of his life experience has been overturned. You can imagine the confusion and fear.
This Lan Jian must be one of them. After seeing the rail carriage in the big market, his confusion and confusion made him restless, and he couldn't help but come to find the Fang family.
However, Fang Xing could also understand this feeling. He remembered that when the train first entered China, the people respected it as a god, but the literati, out of fear, dismissed it as a miraculous trick and a violation of Feng Shui.
While thinking about these things, Lan Jian saw that he couldn't convince Ma Su, so he turned his gun and knelt on the ground with a bang, startling Fang Xing.
"What are you doing? Get up!"
Fang Xing¡¯s first reaction was to get up and avoid him. The look of tears in Lan Jian¡¯s eyes really scared him.
"Uncle Xinghe, Xiaguan's family was poor. Fortunately, the Ming Dynasty had social studies, and Xiaguan came all the way to today. The Ming Dynasty is the root of Xiaguan. Seeing the merchants running rampant and the people cheering, Xiaguan's heart was cut with a knife, and he wished he could Burn all the fires! I¡¯m going to take the liberty of asking Uncle Xinghe to close the academy today!¡±
Xin Laoqi walked in, Fang Xing nodded, and he pulled Lan Jian up.
"Censor, that's not what you did!"
Fang Xing asked someone to bring hot tea to Lan Jian. He frowned and said, "You don't have a deep understanding of the political affairs of the DPRK. If you interfere rashly, you will only do bad things. Do you understand?"
Seeing that Lan Jian still looked determined, Fang Xing said helplessly: "The Ming Dynasty is going to develop, you should understand this, right?"
Lan Jian nodded. If he denied this again, Fang Xing would immediately ask the servants to carry him out. (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com - Didn't finish reading? Add this book to your favoritesI'm a member and bookmarked this chapterCopy the address of this book and recommend it to your friends for pointsChapter error? Click here to report
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