Take the Warehouse To The Great Ming

Song Li was innocent, and was besieged during the New Year's Eve. In fact, it is not a siege. It is the people in charge of those mines who have found his home and asked for the installation of tracks and the popularization of pulleys on the mines they are responsible for.

"Just say, sir, I'm on vacation and don't see guests."

Dunyima is sealed and you come back, is it true that Shangshu is not used as dry food?

"and many more."

Song Li suddenly remembered the water transport, and asked, "Did the water transport people come?"

"Master did not come."

Song Li waved his hand, and waited for the people to leave before muttering to himself: "Once the water transport is loaded with this set of things, how much will it cost less? Isn't the benefits that those people gotten gone?"

Song Li only felt a little bit cold on his body. He knew that many officials along the water transport line were backing and eating mountains. If they cut their labor on a large scale along the way, those officials would be crazy.

These days, even if you want to offend people, you have to have art. If you offend a small number of people, you can erect your image of uprightness, but if you offend most people...

"Master! Master, what's wrong with you?"

News of Song Li's illness spread slowly, after all, everyone was still on vacation.

Fang Xing was on a complete vacation, and he took his two children to play wildly at home all day.

The snow in the yard was all spoiled. Potato and Ping An were dragged into the bathroom to take a bath. Fang Xing took off his shoe covers and said nonchalantly, "I don't have wet shoes, it won't be hot."

Zhang Shuhui asked someone to bring a pot of hot water and pressed his feet in by himself. Xiaobai looked funny on the side, and took Fang Xing's shoes on the stove to bake.

At this time, Mu Hua came in and said, "Mr. Xie let the message pass, saying that Song Li of the Ministry of Industry is ill."

Fang Xing nodded and said that he knew. As for Song Li's illness, he was not interested in knowing.

After a performance of the rail carriage in the big market, where do the people who transport the water go?

Today's water transportation is not the behemoth that hundreds of thousands of people rely on to make a living in the future, and there are potatoes in the north and grain from Nuer Gandusi, and the importance of water transportation has dropped a lot.

"Someone is about to cry!"

...

Zhou Yangqing, the assistant minister of the Ministry of Engineering, said with a smile on his face at the door: "You are already aware of your intentions. Let's go back. After the government, the Central Committee will discuss a result."

Someone in the crowd around the gate shouted: "Master Zhou, we have a quota every year, and we will be punished if we fail to achieve it. Even if it is pitiful and pity me, please ask the Ministry of Industry to lay the track as soon as possible."

These officials are in charge of a certain mine, taking advantage of the opportunity of the Chinese New Year to go to Beijing to do business, and give some people benefits so as not to be put on shoes.

After seeing the rail carriage and the set of pulleys and trolleys in the big market, these people couldn't sit still.

The rail carriage became a hot topic in the capital in an instant, and even the imperial palace heard about it.

"What is Fang Xing doing at home?"

After Zhu Di was idle for a few days, Sun Xiang didn't have a chance to rest. Hearing this, he said, "Your Majesty, Xing He hasn't come out at home and hasn't shown up."

"Is he scared?"

Zhu Di dismissed it and said, "Have you ever faced the undaunted Xinghe uncle in the face of the onslaught of the grassland coalition forces?"

Thousands of people refer to it, and it ends without a disease.

Sun Xiang said: "Your Majesty, the orbit of the big market was opened that day. Except for the common people, countless people were gnashing their teeth and saying that this was a freak and ingenious skill. They didn't explode just because they were frightened by the common people."

Zhu Di's face was weird, as if he had heard a joke.

"Are they afraid of the people?"

"Fear!" Sun Xiang said, recalling the scene at the time: "Those people and businesses were very enthusiastic. If those literati were making trouble at that time, they would definitely be beaten, or they would die if they didn't."

"Oh! Just be afraid! As far as Fang wakes up, it's okay to let him wake up, lest he always thinks that he can do things through rampage."

Zhu Di remembered when he was young, it was so good at that time!

Sun Xiang sighed slightly in his heart, feeling that Zhu Di's awakening favor was too much.

This tone is similar to that of a nephew. If the prince can get this kind of treatment, he would be excited to gain ten pounds a month.

At this time, someone came in and said, "Your Majesty, Yu Shi Lanjian has gone to Xinghe's house."

Zhu Di held his forehead with his hand, gritted his teeth and said: "It's all stunned, not worrying!"

...

Lan Jian's head was wrapped in a circle of cloth, and his face was a little swollen, but his aura was very vigorous.

"Uncle Xinghe, the next official saw that railroad track, which can be used for mine docks, but how can it be used by the lowly merchants?!"

There were two other people who followed Lan Jian, both filled with indignation, but refused to speak.

Fang Xing sat down and Ma Su stood up and said, "Dare to ask Master Lan, why can't merchants use it?"

Seeing Ma Su's youth, Lan Jian shouted: "You are still young, and I don't know the sordid merchants who value profit over righteousness, let alone what inspiring merchants will cause?"

"The squandering flowers are gradually becoming charming, and the wealth is touching. After the merchants are everywhere, the hearts of people are not ancient and the material desires are overflowing. Thinking about that scene, it feels terrible!"

Lan Jian shook his head, as if trying to get rid of the remaining scenes in his mind, and then said sincerely: "Xing He Bo, from ancient times to the present, suppressing merchants has been something that all dynasties have persevered to do. Daming is thriving. Why do merchants? "

Ma Su sighed slightly in his heart and said, "Lord Lan, how do you know the current status of many of Daming's official workshops over the years? How much do you know about Daming's commercial tax revenue over the past year or so?"

"Daming has so much land, it is invincible to levy south and north without commercial tax!"

Lan Jian looked at Ma Su with that kind of pitiful eyes: "Xing He Bo has arrested a lot of foreign businessmen in the past. It can be seen that this generation has no family king in his heart, so he should kill!"

Fang Xing was very helpless. After Lan Jian went out to impeach him last time, Zhu Zhanji came to explain, saying that this was the Lengtouqing in the royal history.

Leng Touqing couldn't make sense, so Fang Xing simply asked Ma Su to come forward to receive him. He himself was thinking about the impact of the railroad tracks.

Han people have been walking on dirt roads and stone roads for generations~www.wuxiaspot.com~, a rail transit suddenly appeared. Although it is currently only transporting goods, it has subverted traditional concepts.

And this is what some literati are afraid of. It is like a successful career person who suddenly finds that most of his life experience has been subverted by others. That kind of dazedness and fear can be imagined.

This Lan Jian must be one of them. After seeing the wagons in the big market, the dazedness and helplessness made him restless, and he couldn't help but find Fang's house.

However, Fang Xing could also understand this feeling, remembering that when the train entered China for the first time, the people respected them as gods, while the literati, out of fear, denounced them as strange skills and ingenuity, destroying Feng Shui.

Thinking about these things here, Lan Jian saw that Ma Su could not be persuaded, so he turned his gun and knelt on the ground with a puff, frightening Fang Xing.

"What are you doing? Get up!"

Fang Xing's first reaction was to get up and avoid him. The tears in Lan Jian's eyes really scared him.

"Uncle Xing, the government is poor. Fortunately, Daming has social studies, and it is only now that the government has come to this day. Daming is the root of the government. Seeing the merchants rampant, the people cheered, and the government's heart is like a knife cut. Burn the fire! Today, I take the liberty to ask Xing He Bo to close the academy!"

Xin Laoqi walked in, Fang Xing nodded, and he pulled Lan Jian up.

"Yushi did not do it like you did!"

Fang Xing asked someone to send hot tea to Lan Jian, frowning: "You don't have a deep understanding of the affairs of the DPRK. If you rush in, it will only be a bad thing, you understand?"

Seeing that Lan Jian was still firm, Fang Xing said helplessly: "Da Ming wants to show, you should understand this, right?"

Lan Jian nodded. If he denies this again, Fang Xing will immediately let the family members carry him out.

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