Chapter 1212

Song Li was innocent and was besieged during the Spring Festival. In fact, it was not a siege. The heads of those mines found his home one after another and asked to install tracks and popularize pulleys on the mines they were responsible for.

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

When dunima seals you, you still come. You really don't take the Shangshu as dry food, do you.

"Wait."

Song Li suddenly remembered the water transport and asked, "didn't the people of water transport come?"

"No, sir."

Song Li waved his hand and waited for them to leave before he said to himself, "once the water transport is on this set of things, how much less will it cost? Don't those people lose their benefits?"

Song Li only felt a little cold. He knew that many officials along the water transportation line were relying on the mountains. If they cut labor on a large scale along the way, those officials would go crazy.

Nowadays, even if you want to offend people, you have to have art. If you offend a few people, you can erect your image of integrity, but if you offend most people

"Sir! Sir, what's the matter with you?"

The news of song Lisheng's illness spread slowly. After all, everyone is still on vacation.

Fang Xing is on a complete vacation. He plays crazy with his two children at home all day.

The snow in the yard was ruined. Potatoes and Ping An were dragged into the bathroom to take a bath. Fang woke up and took off his shoe cover. He said carelessly, "there are no wet shoes, so they won't get hot."

Zhang Shuhui asked someone to bring a basin of hot water and personally press his feet in. Xiaobai looked funny on the side, so she took Fang Xing's shoes and baked them by the stove.

At this time, Muhua came in and said, "Mr. Xie asked me to send a message that song Li of the Ministry of work was ill."

Fang Xing nodded that he knew. As for why Song Li was ill, he was not interested in knowing.

After the performance of the track carriage in the big market, where will those people of water transport go?

Today's water transport is not a behemoth for hundreds of thousands of people to make a living in the future. Moreover, with potatoes in the north and grain from nuergandisi, the importance of water transport has decreased a lot.

"Someone is going to cry!"

……

Zhou Yangqing, the left waiter of the Ministry of work, said with a smile at the door of his house: "I already know your intention. Go back. After you go to the yamen, the court will negotiate a result."

Someone in the crowd outside the gate shouted, "Lord Zhou, we have a quota every year. If we don't achieve it, we will be punished. Even if we are poor, please put the track on by the work department as soon as possible."

These officials were in charge of a certain mine and took the opportunity of the new year to work in Beijing to give benefits to some people so as not to be put on small shoes.

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

The railway carriage became a hot topic in the capital, even in the palace.

"What is Fang Xing doing at home?"

Zhu Di was finally free for a few days. Sun Xiang didn't have a chance to rest. When he heard the speech, he said, "Your Majesty, uncle Xinghe didn't come out at home and didn't show up."

"Is he afraid?"

Zhu Di said dismissively, "Xinghe Bo, who was once fearless in the face of the impact of the grassland coalition army, is afraid?"

A thousand people pointed out and died without illness.

Sun Xiang said: "Your Majesty, on that day, the track of the big market was opened. In addition to the people, countless people were gnashing their teeth and saying that this was a strange skill. They didn't break out just because they were frightened by the people."

Chu Di's face was strange, as if he had heard a joke.

"Are they afraid of the people?"

"I'm afraid!" Sun Xiang thought of the scene at that time and said, "those people and businesses are very enthusiastic. If those literati make trouble at that time, they will be beaten and die."

"Oh! It's good to be afraid! As for Fang Xing, it's better to wake him up, so that he doesn't always think that he can get things done."

Zhu Di remembered when he was young. It was good at that time!

Sun Xiang sighed and felt that Zhu Di's favorite letter was too much.

This tone is similar to that of his nephew. If the prince can get such treatment, he will gain ten pounds in a month.

At this time, someone came in and said, "Your Majesty, the Royal censor LAN Jian has gone to Xinghe Bo's house."

Zhu Di held his forehead with his hand and said with gnashing teeth: "they are all green heads, don't worry!"

……

LAN Jian's head was wrapped in a circle of cloth, and his face was swollen, but his momentum was very strong.

"Xinghebo, the officer looked at the railway track, which can be used for the mine wharf, but how can those merchants and lowly people use it?!"

Two others followed Rankin. They were filled with righteous indignation, but refused to speak.

Fang Xingduan sat on his head. Ma Su got up and said, "I dare ask Lord LAN, why can't merchants use it?"

When LAN Jian saw that Ma Su was young, he shouted, "you are still young. You don't know that merchants value profits over righteousness, let alone what will be caused by encouraging merchants?"

"Flowers are becoming charming, money and wealth move people's hearts. After merchants everywhere, people's hearts are not ancient, and material desires are rampant. It's terrible to think about that scene!"

LAN Jian shook his head as if he wanted to get rid of the residual scene in his mind, and then said sincerely: "xinghebo, from ancient times to now, suppressing merchants has been something that all dynasties have persevered in doing. The Ming Dynasty is booming. Why do you promote merchants?"

Ma Su sighed in his heart and said, "Lord LAN, can you know the recent situation of many official workshops in Daming over the years? How much business tax has been paid in Daming over the past year?"

"There are so many lands in the Ming Dynasty that they are invincible without commercial tax!"

LAN Jian looked at Ma Su with pathetic eyes and said, "xinghebo once arrested many businessmen from all over the world. It can be seen that this generation has no kings in their hearts. They should be killed!"

Fang Xing was helpless. After LAN Jian broke out to impeach him last time, Zhu Zhanji explained that this was the lengtouqing in the imperial history.

Lengtouqing couldn't make sense, so Fang Xing simply asked Ma Su to come forward to receive him. He thought about the impact of the railway track on the side.

Han people have been walking dirt roads and slate roads for generations. Suddenly, a rail transit emerged. Although it is only transporting goods, it has overturned the traditional concept at once.

Some scholars are mostly afraid of this, just like a successful person who suddenly finds that most of his life experience has been subverted by others. That kind of blankness and fear can be thought of.

LAN Jian must be one of them. After seeing the track carriage in the big market, he was so confused and helpless that he couldn't help but find Fang's family.

However, Fang Xing can also understand this mood. He remembers that when the train first entered China, the people respected it as gods, while the literati, in addition to fear, denounced it as strange and obscene skills and destroyed Feng Shui.

Thinking about these things here, LAN Jian saw that he couldn't convince Ma Su, so he turned the muzzle of the gun and fell on his knees, startling Fang to wake up.

"What are you doing? Get up!"

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

"Xinghe Bo, the junior official is poor. Fortunately, Daming has social studies. The junior official has come all the way to this day. Daming is the root of the junior official. Seeing the merchants rampant, the people cheered. The junior official is like a knife. I wish I could burn all the fire! Take the liberty to ask Xinghe Bo to close the Academy today!"

Xin Laoqi came in. Fang woke up and nodded. He pulled LAN Jian up.

"The censor didn't do that!"

Fang Xing asked someone to bring hot tea to LAN Jian. He frowned and said, "you don't study the great politics of the court. If you intervene rashly, it will only be bad, okay?"

Seeing LAN Jian's firm face, Fang woke up helplessly and said, "Daming wants to develop. Should you understand this?"

LAN Jian nodded. If he denied this again, Fang Xing would immediately let the servants carry him out.