Chapter 489 Ming Dynasty’s interests are supreme
Because Jiang Qingzhi had many enemies, not many people came to visit him. And he was the only powerful family in Xin'an Lane. There were few cars and horses in front of his house, and Xin'an Lane was also quiet. Apart from the neighbors, there were only occasional people passing by.
The servant who was about to go shopping was blocked by someone.
He looked at the surging crowd in front of him and shouted subconsciously: "Someone is blocking the door!"
When the guards heard this, they were furious and rushed out with sticks.
Before I even got outside the door, I heard the servant who was doing the shopping shouting, "Everyone, take your time, speak one by one..."
What's the situation?
The guards rushed out and saw the servants were surrounded by people. They got angry and started beating and kicking them.
"Dare you come to the Bo's Mansion to ask for wildfire?"
"Don't hit me, don't hit me!" A man held his head and shouted, "We are here to ask to see the Lord, we have no ill intentions!"
When Fucheng came out, the crowd was in a stable mood.
"What's the matter?" After Fu Cheng learned that the outside of the Bo's house was surrounded by people, he asked someone to pass on the message and prepared to take action. But most of the people in front of him smiled at him attentively.
"Isn't this the rich butler? I am Feng Zheng!" A man raised his hand. "I was the one who renovated the lord's wedding room. Do you remember me, butler? Yes, it's me!"
Fu Cheng remembered, "Mr. Hu went to look for you, and came back to say that you were busy recently and had no time to take on the business of the Bo Mansion. Why did you come to the Bo Mansion at this time...did you take the wrong road?"
Without that thing, most of the eunuchs had extreme personalities. In addition, the palace was like a place for raising poisonous insects... According to Jiang Qingzhi, that place was not for human beings.
Fucheng has lived a comfortable life in the past two years. Apart from a few times of helping out, he usually teaches Sun Chonglou a lesson. He feels satisfied just watching this kid eat and drink to his heart's content.
However, the foremen in the capital collectively refused the business of the Bo's Mansion, which angered the old eunuch. The fact that he was able to bear with not driving them away showed that his self-cultivation in the past two years had been very effective.
The man said in panic, "This is... I deserve to die. After Mr. Hu left, I felt more and more that something was wrong. When I worked in the Bo's Mansion, I could eat three meals a day, with meat for every meal, and I could eat as much white cakes and steamed buns as I wanted. The craftsmen in the Ministry of Works didn't have such a good thing. The more I thought about it, the more guilty I felt, so... now I'm here."
Jiang Qingzhi got the news halfway, and Prince Yu came to help. After learning the truth, he couldn't help but sigh: "Why are businessmen so full of lies?"
Zhou Xia has been very busy lately, and after hearing about the miracle today, he took a leave of absence and came to his teacher's house.
Jiang Qingzhi glanced at the two of them and said, "What is the purpose of a businessman? To make money. Is there a limit to how much money can be made?"
Zhou Xia shook his head, "There will never be an end."
"Human desires are endless. To make money, merchants can exaggerate the value of a ten-cent commodity to make it look like something rare in the world. To make more money, they can say black is white. They can throw their responsibilities onto others. When profit is paramount, lies become their closest brothers."
"But there are countless people who tell lies. I...I have also told a lot of lies." Prince Yu said.
"Are you lying every day?" Jiang Qingzhi asked.
Prince Yu shook his head, "How could that be possible? It only happens occasionally."
"But businessmen lie every day to make money." Zhou Xia realized, "Once people get used to lying, they will regard those who tell the truth as fools.
When lying becomes a habit, in order to gain higher benefits, they will go beyond the lies and do things that ordinary people find incredible. "
Jiang Qingzhi patted Zhou Xia on the shoulder and said, "Xu Jie has always been somewhat hostile to me, and I never understood why. Now I know."
Prince Yu glanced at Zhou Xia and thought to himself that his comprehension was really poor. Not only was he not as good as the fourth brother, but even Zhou Xia could easily leave him behind.
Habit is a double-edged sword. If used in the right way, it can help a person achieve success in life. But if used in the wrong way, it will hurt others and yourself.
Jiang Qingzhi walked out the door, took a quick look, and said to Xu Wei, "Don't take any of it."
Then who will build the Mohist base?
Before Xu Wei asked, those people started shouting.
"Master, I am willing to take on this matter at a low price."
"Master, I will use the best craftsmen to ensure that the workshop will remain stable a hundred years later."
"My Lord, I am willing to take over this matter at half the price."
Jiang Qingzhi raised his hand and everyone fell silent.
"The land outside the city owned by the Mohist School will become the foundation of the Mohist School. Those buildings will exist for as many years as the Mohist School has been passed down."
In an instant, Xu Wei saw that the foremen's faces were flushed and their breathing was hissing.
"How many years will Mohism exist? I would say it will last for many years. As long as the world still needs mechanical arts, as long as the Ming Dynasty still needs artifacts, and as long as the Ming Dynasty can maintain its enterprising spirit, then Mohism will exist forever."
Jiang Qingzhi's voice echoed in Xin'an Lane. Tang Shunzhi and Shen Lian, who were blocked by the crowd, gave up the idea of squeezing in.
"He is preaching." Shen Lian looked at Jiang Qingzhi standing outside the gate of the Bo Mansion with complicated eyes.
"Listen to what he says." Tang Shunzhi said, "Every time Qingzhi speaks seriously, there is always something refreshing or surprising."
"And those buildings will bear witness to the history of Mohism, and the builders of those buildings...their names will be engraved on every brick and stone." "I don't want money!" A foreman's face flushed, and he raised his hand and shouted, "Master, I don't want a penny for my work."
This is crazy!
Said the neighbor who was watching the excitement from the top of his wall.
Then he was slapped by his father. Looking back, he saw that his father's face was also flushed and he muttered, "I also want to leave my name on those bricks and stones."
There is no doubt that the most favorite thing for the people of the Central Plains is to leave a name behind, especially a name after death. If they cannot obtain it, they will do something wild, such as using a sharp object to carve their name on bricks, stones, or ancient monuments at some famous place, and then add a sentence "I was here", and their life will be complete from then on.
The foremen were furious, but Jiang Qingzhi calmly took out the medicine cigarette, and Dou Jialan beside him lit it for him.
After taking a puff of the medicinal smoke, Jiang Qingzhi said, "The money will not be less."
Can you leave your name without paying?
"Look, those people are either overjoyed or greedy..." Tang Shunzhi whispered, "This is the human heart."
"But I don't plan to hire someone to do the construction in the capital."
Jiang Qingzhi looked at the foremen whose faces changed drastically and said, "I know someone is forcing you and others."
"Yes! Lord, those people said that if anyone takes over your business, he will never get another business in the capital. I have to make a living too..."
"But you are willing to accept it now?" Jiang Qingzhi smiled, but there was sarcasm in his eyes, "I could have stayed out of the way and just let someone tell you.
I came here to let the disciples of the Mohist School and future generations know a truth. Some things are better to break than to bend! Some things are better not to do than to bow your head! "
He turned and went through the door.
A group of foremen with gloomy expressions were left behind.
Shen Lian suddenly laughed, "Back then, the Confucianist Dong Sheng revised his doctrine, and thus eliminated all other schools of thought, leaving Confucianism as the only one. This is how Confucianism has flourished for thousands of years. But Chang Wei Bo is so rigid, does he want future generations to follow his example? If the Mohist School wants to rise again... I don't think it will be easy."
"Chunfu, do you know why Confucianism has been unable to break out of the cycle of order and chaos for thousands of years?" Tang Shunzhi asked.
"Why?" Shen Lian asked casually.
"It is because they are too cunning. Dong Zhongshu gained great benefits from tampering with the doctrine, and later generations followed suit. Whatever is beneficial to them is Confucianism, and whatever is not beneficial to them is a fallacy, or even a heresy.
Back then, my school of thought was labeled as heresy by them. It is no wonder that Mohism is denounced as heresy today. Have you ever thought about what Confucianism, which is so fickle, has become now? "
Shen Lian: "..."
"I have become a scholar, a tool for the carnivores to gain personal benefits." Tang Shunzhi sighed, "What is the use of such cunning and flexibility?
Qingzhi specifically said this today to set a rule for future generations: Mohism and Mohism are not tools for personal profit! This rule should be established! It was established before the rise of Mohism, and it was just the right time. I should congratulate them! "
Tang Shunzhi walked into the crowd. He easily pushed away the distraught foremen with his hands. His figure moved lightly and quickly, and he arrived outside the Bo's house.
"Mr. Jingchuan."
Fu Cheng smiled and said, "Master went to the study."
"Not reporting it?" Tang Shunzhi said with a smile.
Fu Cheng said, "My Lord has said that Mr. Jing Chuan can come to my house freely."
This is the friendship between close family members and also the treatment of close friends.
In the study, Jiang Qingzhi was explaining the rules to everyone.
"I also like to take shortcuts and take advantage. But there are some shortcuts and advantages that cannot be taken or taken. If someone hits you on the left cheek, you have to turn the right cheek. If someone sets a trap for you, you have to shake hands and make peace with that person for the sake of profit...
Old Xu, shut up first. Intrigues and deceit, sweet words and sharp tongues, that's what the court and officials are supposed to do."
Jiang Qingzhi saw Tang Shunzhi, smiled slightly, and continued: "The foundation of Mohism lies in what I call research and development, and in what I call the leading role in the study of mechanics. All this depends on the hard work of Mohist students.
When being clever and taking advantage of others, as well as forgetting one's principles for the sake of profit, become the rules that everyone agrees on, I hope that the Mohist school can still uphold the philosophy of what to do and what not to do. Focus on one's own path and one's own career. Instead of following the so-called standards of success and fame, and abandoning one's original intention for the sake of fame and fortune. "
He looked at the people who were deep in thought and continued, "Of course, I don't agree with the idea of being good at doing things but not being a good person. I also admire people who can bury their heads in their work while looking up from time to time to see the road ahead. But all this has a prerequisite..."
Outside the door, Tang Shunzhi narrowed his eyes and waved to Shen Lian who was walking towards him, signaling him to stop and listen.
Shen Lian stopped and heard Jiang Qingzhi's voice coming from the study.
"When the interests of my Mohist school conflict with those of the Ming Dynasty, I hope that the Mohist disciples will stand on the side of the Ming Dynasty. Even if it's me on the other side, even if they respect me like a god!"
The voice was very soft, but it sounded like thunder.
"The interests of the Ming Dynasty are supreme!"
(End of this chapter)
