Chapter 197

"I'd like to hear it in detail!"

Zhang Feng racked his brains for this matter.

Before, he only thought about the perfection of this matter, but he forgot that this was the feudal era!

At this time, Lao Li and others were no longer, so he could only ask the old scholar, hoping to see the epitome of this era from the old scholar. After all, the old scholar is the representative of this era and feudal thought.

In his opinion, it is decadent and stubborn.

"This matter has to start from above!"

The old scholar hugged his fist.

Although he didn't say it clearly, Zhang Feng knew that he was talking about the emperor.

"The emperor doesn't know where he came up with this. Look, it's a clever move. I know he wants to restore Datang's economy, but he's confused about it!"

"He forgot that human nature is greedy and insatiable, which is the main melody of this era."

"No, old scholar!"

Zhang Feng frowned.

"Look how simple the neighbors in this neighborhood are? Even if someone loses a shoe, they can find it the next day. How can such a simple person be insatiable?"

"Ho ho!"

The old scholar gave a sneer,

Smiling Zhang Feng beat a cold cicada.

"Of course you think they are simple! That's because they are all the same, poor!"

"If you put a pot of this among the poor, try it, just like... Ah, look at them, do you understand?"

The old scholar pointed to the child who was grabbing food.

"When they didn't have this pot of food, they were so friendly and harmonious? But there were not many of them. They wanted and wanted to eat in their dreams. Now you think you are helping them, but you don't know. In fact, you are harming them!"

？？？

Zhang Feng is stupid.

Why is this a harm?

The old scholar waved his hand and motioned Zhang Feng not to worry. Then he said slowly, "I don't mean you have a problem. On the contrary, you did it right! Just like that one, your starting point is right. You want to help the people around you when you can, but you should remember one thing!"

"They are used to being poor. At this time, if you give them a piece of meat, they will not forget the taste of the meat. On the contrary, after facing the food at home, they will involuntarily think of your food. They will try their best to get your favor. They only hope to eat your meal!"

Zhang Feng frowned slightly.

Is this the root of feudalism?

The old scholar continued, "in fact, it's not their fault. Who makes them poor and can't afford meat? Your original intention is to let them relieve their greed and make them get some benefits by the way, but you don't know that under the beautiful dream of sleeping together, they can't hide their dirty!"

"Think about what they will do when you stop giving them meat one day?"

"When you are ill and bedridden one day, they will even climb up your stove and steal food!"

"You are spoiling a child and making him go astray!"

"Let him steal, or take a big step on the road of guns!"

"This... Isn't that serious?"

Zhang Feng agreed at the beginning. He listened carefully, but after that, he changed his taste. He heard the old scholar's contempt for the identity of these children!

That's wrong!

You say you are a scholar, although you have read the books of sages, but you have forgotten the root?

However, Zhang Feng was silent.

Because this is the most prosperous Tang Dynasty in the feudal era!

Everyone's identity is more important than life. Many people will work hard for this thing in order to get rid of slavery, even for several generations.

They just want to relieve slavery one day, so that their descendants can straighten up and be a man!

However, some people are born with a contempt for slave nationality, but they forget the meaning of a poem by Cao Zhi.

"This is the same root, why is it too urgent to fry each other?"

Zhang Feng sighed and read out the poem

The old scholar was unmoved.

Instead, he was persuading Zhang Feng: "Fengzi, I know your heart is very big. You want to change, but it's not easy! Just like the meaning in my sentence just now, I know you know the meaning of my sentence, but because I'm an old man and don't care about me."

"But you see, it is clear that this is the fact that this part of the era is a part of the whole nation. No one can change the fact that slaves are of a noble character. Everyone wants to change their registered residence into a noble one, and desperately, if at this moment, suddenly, the emperor announces that he has made money, everyone can get a sum of money. Do you think this is fair?"

"Will anyone object?"

"It will kill!"

What the old scholar said was very vague.

But Zhang Feng understood.

This is the sadness of this era.

He forgot that.

In the age of strict hierarchy, you make individuals equal. What is that?

That's death!

"I see, old scholar, thank you!"