Take the Warehouse To The Great Ming

Merchants have been synonymous with cunning since ancient times and have a bad reputation.

But starting from the later period of Yongle, Daming actually implemented a policy of encouraging commerce, so this regime is the best for business people.

But Fang Xing in front of them made people afraid to give birth to the slightest ambition, so they could only express their anger.

"Uncle, those rebels deserve to die!"

"Yes, I am willing to reward the army! I am willing to pay for the army's salary..."

Fang Xing looked at them coldly, and when the voice gradually disappeared, he said: "People say that reading is reasonable, so people can be sober, and people know loyalty, but I saw it today but he didn't take it seriously!"

The businessmen bowed their heads and said nothing.

Fang Xing continued, "You haven't read many books, right?"

Those people shook their heads silently.

Fang Xing sighed: "It is a national policy to clean up the contribution of the South. The North has been cleaned up. Why can't the South be moved?"

Businessmen are probably the most speculative group of people in the world. Of course, officials are sometimes more speculative than they are.

So some people figured out Fang Xing's mind, and said loudly: "Uncle, there are many gentry in the south, and they have more fields."

At the beginning of one person, the rest of the business people all expressed their opinions.

"Yes, they are very powerful!"

"They swallowed those fields and didn't pay taxes. The remaining farmers are pitiful, and they are all accumulated on their heads. The poor farmers are honest, otherwise they would have been forced to turn back."

As soon as this bold statement came out, all the businessmen shut up, and everyone finally looked at the person who was speaking.

Fang Xing nodded to the panic Mo Yuanxing, and said, "Yes, those gentry took advantage of Daming's advantage. As for whether the people can survive and whether they will rebel, they don't care at all. What should this class of people do? ?"

There was more grief in his eyes, and he said: "How loyal is Huo Daren, who dares to do such a loyal minister? But they dare! Because they have never put this Da Ming in their hearts, in their eyes, and in their eyes... Own!"

Boom!

The people present seemed to have heard a thunderbolt from the blue sky, and looked at each other, and found that everyone was devoid of expression.

This is an offensive clarion call for some Confucian ‘elite’!

Fang Xing continued to say: "Facing these shameless people, what should we do?"

His eyes swept over these people, and the merchants' eyes flashed with joy. Most of the onlookers looked sad, mostly from the gentry family to inquire about the news.

This is the timing!

A businessman must know how to speculate, otherwise he is not a qualified businessman.

Mo Yuanxing didn't understand speculation. He only knew that he was optimistic about Jinling's Shenxianju, and Mo Chou would not treat him badly.

So when those businessmen were still thinking about how to speculate, he stood in line because of his position.

"All should be exiled and let them go to harm overseas!"

Mo Yuanxing maintains a close relationship with the Fang family, and lacks a lot of taboos: "Uncle, those people are greedy people, so they should cancel their privileges. Those who violate the king's law will do whatever they want. Keep an eye on them, let them go farming and feed themselves!"

He had been irritated by gentry when he was in his hometown, and now Fang Xing is backing him, even if he is afraid of those guys who have no power to bind the chicken.

Everyone in the back was listening to Mo Yuanxing's complaints, he was talking about those gentry who covered the sky with their hands in the village.

Someone he didn't know asked others in a low voice. After learning about Mo Yuanxing's identity, he couldn't help but wonder whether all this was Fang Xing's layout.

After Mo Yuanxing finished speaking, Fang Xing said, "You have been in Shenxianju for a long time, but you have gained a lot of knowledge. It's very good. Go back and help Moshou."

Mo Yuanxing only said this for a while, but Fang Xing praised him so much that he was overjoyed, but he knew that he had to cover it, so his face flushed, like a monkey butt.

Fang Xing nodded to him, and then said to these businessmen, "The status of businessmen in Daming is getting higher and higher. Apart from being unable to be in politics, what are you waiting for? From now on, I dare to say that you are no different from others. Such a Ming, such a majesty, what can you expect to do?"

There was a silence, and just when Mo Yuanxing wanted to say something, someone raised his arms and shouted: "Those who oppose are all rebels and thieves, long live your majesty!"

"Long live your majesty!"

The shout was a bit abrupt, without any transition, but Fang Xing didn't mind it.

He solemnly said: "It seems that the businessman is on the side of Daming and His Majesty, okay!"

He solemnly hugged these businessmen as a salute, and then got on his horse surrounded by the sergeant and left.

No one is staring at them anymore, but these businessmen don't know if there are people from Dongchang and Jinyiwei among the group of people.

This is an opportunity to perform meritorious service!

So someone shouted: "Go, go to the government office to petition, so that the rebellious officials and thieves will have nothing to hide!"

"Yes, go to the government office, go to the sixth department, go to the hospital to investigate..."

So this group of businessmen walked mightily on the street, and they were still enthusiastic under the big sun.

No, it's unabated anger.

Many people joined in along the way, so it became more and more mighty.

After going to block Liubu and Fuya here, Fang Xing came to Cao's house.

Cao An has gone to the Imperial College, and Cao Jin is sitting under the tree alone, looking at a piece of dead wood.

"Duke Yuanshan doesn't need to entertain, just a few words, and Fang will leave after finishing speaking."

Cao Jin's muddy old eyes were calm. After the old servant had tea, he said: "The old man already knows about Anxiang County... In the past, the gentry kept saying that they were loyal, but secretly they were digging the corner of Daming. These old men can see it clearly."

Fang Xing nodded to show respect for his views.

Cao Jin sighed and continued: "It can be reversible, and the county has been broken. This is shocking in the heirlooms of poetry and literature, and the culturally prosperous South. Do you hear dozens of incidents?"

Fang Xing shook his head and sarcastically said, "Yes, so far, there have been almost a hundred cases, which is much more than in the north. Fang will never say anything like the weak in the south or the brave and brave in the north. Southern hero!"

Cao Jin had more desolation in his eyes, and said: "Those people are selfish, but there are many loyal ones. It's just that the old man really doesn't know how long those loyalty can stay in front of the money. It's just like the officials. Show loyalty, dominate the people below, two faces, disgusting people!"

This is a bit cynical~www.wuxiaspot.com~ but Fang Xing just smiled.

"Yes, the DPRK and China will definitely have a public opinion about this. Those who say that the southern gentry is the foundation of the Ming Dynasty do not know how long they can hold on after this time."

Fang Xing saw Cao Jin showing fatigue, and he said quickly: "As you said just now, those people are only a few, but how to separate most of them from them? This is a question that Fang has been thinking about. Yuanshan Gong is highly respected and should be able to give pointers."

Cao Jin said clearly: "Xing He Bo, you asked Wang Chang to get a newspaper in Shandong, and now you want the old man to build momentum in the south. This is to start with the South and the North to suppress Confucianism!"

Fang Xing was silent for a moment, and finally told the truth.

"Duke Yuanshan, many things depend on the general trend, where is the general trend of Ming?"

Cao Jin looked at Fang Xing lightly, but shook her head without saying a word.

Fang Xing said: "Da Ming's general trend is reforming."

The cicadas on the tree screamed, and Fang Xing patted the trunk, but the noise remained the same. He smiled and said: "Through history, each dynasty and each generation will not last long, and then everywhere will be rotten and unsustainable. How about Daming? "

Cao Jin remained silent.

Fang Xing knew that the old man was listening and had agreed, but he needed to give a reason.

"Your Majesty today has the ambition to turn things around, but there are many obstacles, the biggest of which is the gentry."

"No, not the biggest, but almost all gentry!"

Fang Xing finally said: "Your Majesty will not be weak, and I am convinced of this, so what about the gentry? Do you want to fight with your Majesty?"

He arched his hands and left.

The cicadas cried under the tree, and Cao Jin closed her eyes as if she was asleep.

The old servant napped on the side until he was awakened by Cao Jin.

"Go and invite Qiu Jian and the others. When you come back, remember to buy some braised pork and wine."