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Since ancient times, businessmen have been synonymous with cunning and have a bad reputation.
But starting from the late Yongle period, the Ming Dynasty actually implemented a policy of encouraging business, so this regime was the best for businessmen.
But the Fang Xing in front of them made people afraid to have the slightest ambition, so they could only express their anger.
"Uncle, those traitors deserve to die!"
"Yes, we are willing to reward the army! We are willing to contribute money as military pay"
Fang Xing looked at them coldly, and after the voice gradually disappeared, he said: "People say that reading makes people sensible, sobers them up, and makes them aware of loyalty, but I didn't think so after reading it today!"
The businessmen bowed their heads and remained silent.
Fang Xing continued: "Not many of you have read the book, right?"
Those people shook their heads silently.
Fang Xing sighed: "It is a national policy to clean up the contributions from the South. The North has already cleaned up, so why can't the South move?"
Businessmen are probably the best at speculating in the world. Of course, officials are sometimes better at speculating than they are.
So someone figured out Fang Xing¡¯s thoughts and said loudly: ¡°Uncle, there are many gentry in the south, and they have more fields.¡±
One person started, and the rest of the businessmen expressed their opinions one after another.
"Yes, they plunder and collect donations, they are huge in power!"
"They took over those fields without paying taxes. The remaining farmers are pitiful. It's all piled up on their heads. It's a pity that those farmers are honest, otherwise they would have been forced to rebel long ago."
As soon as this bold statement came out, all the businessmen shut up, and everyone finally looked at the person who spoke.
Fang Xing nodded to the panicked Mo Yuanxing and said, "Yes, those gentry took advantage of the Ming Dynasty. As for whether the people can survive or whether they will rebel, they don't care at all. What should these people do? ?¡±
There was sadness in his eyes, and he said: "Master Huo is so loyal. Who dares to take action against such loyal ministers? But they dare! Because they have never taken this Ming Dynasty to their hearts or in their eyes. In their eyes only Own!"
Boom!
The people present seemed to have heard a thunderbolt from the blue. When they looked at each other, they found that everyone had pale faces.
This is a clarion call to attack some Confucian ¡®elites¡¯!
Fang Xing continued: "Facing these shameless people, what should we do?"
His eyes swept over these people. The businessmen's eyes flashed and their faces looked happy. Most of the people watching looked sad, and they were mostly members of the gentry family who came to inquire about the news.
This is the time!
A businessman must know how to speculate, otherwise he will not be a qualified businessman.
Mo Yuanxing doesn¡¯t understand speculation, he only knows that he is optimistic about the Immortal Residence in Jinling, and Mo Chou will not treat him badly.
So when those businessmen were still thinking about how to speculate, he took sides because of his position.
"We should all be exiled and let them cause harm overseas!"
Mo Yuanxing maintained that he had a close relationship with the Fang family and had fewer taboos: "Uncle, those people are greedy people. Their privileges should be revoked. Those who violate the king's laws can be punished, and those who have not committed any crime should be punished. Keep an eye on them and let them farm their own land and support themselves!"
He had been angered by the gentry in his hometown, but now that Fang Xing was backing him, how could he be afraid of those guys who were powerless.
Everyone in the back was listening blankly to Mo Yuanxing's complaints. He was talking about those gentry who covered the sky with their hands in the countryside.
Someone who didn¡¯t know him asked others in a low voice. After learning Mo Yuanxing¡¯s identity, he couldn¡¯t help but secretly wonder if all this was Fang Xing¡¯s plan.
After Mo Yuanxing finished speaking, Fang Xing said: "You have been working in Shenxianju for a long time, and you have gained experience. That's good. Please help Mochou more later."
Mo Yuanxing only said these words in a moment of courage. Being praised by Fang Xing, he was overjoyed, but he knew he had to hide it, so his face turned red, like a monkey's butt.
Fang Xing nodded to him, and then said to these businessmen: "The status of businessmen in the Ming Dynasty is getting higher and higher. Apart from not being able to join politics, what else do you have to do? From now on, I dare to say that you are no different from others. .With such a Ming Dynasty and such His Majesty, what can you think of doing?"
There was a moment of silence, and just when Mo Yuanxing wanted to say a few words, someone raised his arms and shouted: "Those who oppose are all rebellious officials and traitors, long live your Majesty!"
"Long live your Majesty!"
This shout is a bit abrupt, without any transition, but it is convenient.Xing doesn't mind this.
He solemnly said: "It seems that the merchants are on the side of Ming Dynasty and His Majesty, okay!"
He solemnly clasped his fists at the merchants as a salute, then mounted his horse and left surrounded by the sergeants.
No one is watching them anymore, but these businessmen don't know if there are people from Dongchang and Jinyiwei among this group of people.
This is an opportunity to make a meritorious performance!
So someone shouted: "Go, go to the government office to petition, so that those rebellious officials and traitors can have no escape!"
"Yes, go to the government office, go to the six departments, go to the capital inspection hospital"
So this group of businessmen walked majestically on the street. Under the bright sun, their enthusiasm remained undiminished.
No, the anger is not diminishing.
Many people joined in along the way, so it became more and more grand.
Fang Xing came to Cao's house when he went to block the six departments and the government office.
Cao An has already gone to the Imperial Academy, and Cao Jin is sitting alone under the tree, looking like a piece of rotten wood.
"There is no need to entertain Mr. Yuanshan, just a few words, and Fang will leave after finishing speaking."
Cao Jin's cloudy old eyes were calm. After the old servant served tea, he said: "I already know what happened in Anxiang County In the past, those gentry claimed that they were loyal, but secretly they were poaching the Ming Dynasty. These old men can see clearly."
Fang Xing nodded to express respect for his opinion.
Cao Jin sighed and continued: "You can be rebellious and attack the county. This is shocking in the south where poetry and calligraphy are handed down and culture is at its peak. Have you heard of dozens of cases?"
Fang Xing shook his head and said sarcastically: "Yes, so far, there are almost a hundred, which is much more than those in the north. Fang will never dare to say that the south is weak and the north is brave again. I look down upon it." Hero of the South!"
Cao Jin's eyes became desolate and he said: "Those people are selfish, but there are also many loyal ones. I just don't know how long those loyalties can last in front of money. Just like those officials, when the superior comes, they will Showing loyalty, but dominating the people below, two-faced, disgusting!"
This was a bit cynical, but Fang Xing just smiled.
"Yes, the DPRK and the Central Government will definitely have a public opinion on this. Those who say that the southern gentry is the foundation of the Ming Dynasty don't know how long they can persist after this."
Fang Xing saw Cao Jin looking tired and said quickly: "As you just said, those people are only a minority, but how to separate the majority from them is a question that Fang has been thinking about. The public morality in the distant mountains is high and respected, so I should be able to give some pointers."
Cao Jin said clearly: "Uncle Xinghe, you asked Wang Shang to get a clear report in Shandong, and now you want me to build momentum in the south. This means that the north and the south will work together to suppress Confucianism!"
Fang Xing was silent for a moment, and finally told the truth.
"Master Yuan Shan, many things depend on the general trend. What is the general trend of Ming Dynasty?"
Cao Jin looked at Fang Xing calmly, but shook his head and said nothing.
Fang Xing said: "The general trend of Ming Dynasty is innovation."
The cicadas chirped noisily on the tree. Fang Xing patted the tree trunk, but the noise remained. He smiled and said: "Throughout history, each dynasty and each generation cannot last long, and then it rots everywhere and it is difficult to continue. How about the Ming Dynasty? "
Cao Jin still remained silent.
Fang Xing knew that the old man was listening and had agreed, but he needed to give a reason.
"Now His Majesty has the ambition to turn things around, but there are many obstacles, the biggest of which are the gentry."
"No, not the biggest, but almost all of them are gentry!"
Fang Xing finally said: "Your Majesty will not be weak, I have no doubt about it, so what about the gentry? Do you want to go head-to-head with His Majesty?"
He cupped his hands and left.
The cicadas were still chirping under the big tree, and Cao Jin seemed to be asleep with her eyes closed.
The old servant took a nap beside him until Cao Jin woke him up.
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