The emperor was angry.

"I heard that some gentry revolted and broke through the county. The magistrate of the county fought hard and was captured, but refused to surrender and died for the country."

The consumption of Shenxianju is not low. According to Fang Xing's advice to Mo Chou in those years, it takes the middle and upper route, so the dining is either rich or expensive, at least not poor.

"They are all dizzy. The world is stable. There are no hooves in the north and Japanese pirates in the south. Even those Taixi people have been defeated. Why do those gentry revolt?"

A black and fat businessman said recklessly in the lobby: "I think people are not enough. I think it's right to steal the taxes in the court in the past. Even your majesty can't pull them back. It can be seen that their courage is so great that even your majesty doesn't pay attention to them."

By lunchtime, 70% of the diners in the lobby were mostly businessmen, but one table looked like a scholar.

"Isn't it? Xinghe Bo said that if they were given a chance, they would change their Dynasty the next day."

"Shh! Keep quiet! Be careful of the people in the East Hall."

The merchant was reminded by his companion. He was shocked into a cold sweat and quickly sat down and looked around.

The scholar at the table turned red. Someone got up and said, "what's the relationship between Guo Hou's madness and us? There were armed men rebelling in the past. Are all armed men rebellious?"

That's right, but someone behind them muttered, "no matter how domineering the martial arts are, I haven't heard of hundreds of rebellions?"

"Nonsense!"

The scholar turned back and shouted, "martial arts are vulgar. How can you be with us?"

This is a habitual word. I guess I haven't had a brain. After that, the man regretted it.

Nowadays, the status of the Daming military personnel is not so low, and martial arts continues to send students to various departments. Now the Daming army gradually shows some elite signs and has more strict discipline.

Therefore, it is taboo to say that martial arts are vulgar.

The lobby was quiet. Yaodi stood behind the counter and looked at the two men who occupied a table on the left and drank with their heads down.

They were from the East Hall and knew the rules very well. For the first time, they only said to borrow Shenxianju to inquire about the news.

Yaodi wanted to refuse at that time, but Mo Chou asked someone to ask the Fang family. As a result, an agreement was reached: Shenxianju provided them with a venue, and the cost of their meals was calculated at 70%.

It can be regarded as a joy for everyone. It is said that Anlun said in the East factory that Mo Chou has a great atmosphere and is much better than some people.

The so-called certain people naturally mean Fang Xing.

The two men stopped with their wine glasses, one glanced at the scholar, and then clinked glasses with his companions.

The merchant who spoke earlier was excited by this, and stood up again and said, "what's vulgar? Someone said that the gentry are not good for the country, they are just rice worms making dung, but the military man can protect the country. What can you do?"

This is a bit vicious, and the analogy of the rice bug that makes dung comes from Fang Xing. Therefore, those scholars are very angry, but they know that this is the restaurant opened by Fang Xing's concubine, so they don't dare to argue recklessly.

But that spirit was not so easy to dissipate. Everyone started eating again. Those scholars were depressed, so they inevitably raised their glasses frequently.

Almost drunk, a scholar said, "Lord Huo is good, but if you don't want to clean up the fields, how can these disasters come!"

Although those businessmen were happy to see the gentry suppressed, they felt a little meaningless about the situation after all.

Many people think that clearing the land and suppressing the gentry is an eventful move. Daming is rich all over the world. What if they occupy it? It's a big deal to emigrate those farmers who can't survive to overseas at that time.

It is the consensus of "people of insight" that the population will increase and the land in the Central Plains will become more and more valuable. Therefore, the occupation of land now is just to enable future generations to hold the rising wealth.

Wealth is everyone's pursuit. As for others, they can only be put aside for the time being.

So the lobby gradually quieted down, only the sound of chopsticks touching dishes and teeth chewing food.

……

"Do it!"

Xie Jin came back. He was sweating. It was a rare joy in recent years.

Huang Zhong quickly got him a towel and made tea.

"Mr. Xie doesn't need to be eager. Uncle said in his letter that it's time to move in the south. Otherwise, after the industry and commerce is booming, the gentry will integrate into it. When the time comes, they will become a cancer."

Xie Jin put down his towel, took a drink from his tea cup and said comfortably, "didn't he say he wanted to guide those gentry to do business and open workshops? Why not? It should be noted that politicians should have self-determination. The most taboo is to think about this today and that tomorrow, and the last thing will be nothing."

Huang Zhong took out a letter and gave it to Xie Jin. He looked at it slowly. He said, "the registered residence should be slowly integrated, and the gentry must slowly let go, so that they can feed themselves. Give preferential treatment. Sooner or later, these preferential treatment will become a cage, not only bound the gentry, but also tied Daming, good ideas!"

……

"Xing Hebo said that the gentry used to think they were helping the court govern the people, but there has been some rumors in the court, and the number of officials will gradually increase in the future. What does this mean?"

Cao Jin doesn't like this role. After Cao An stands firm in the Imperial College, he hopes to live a healthy life, and then looks at the wind and cloud surging outside, gradually aging and dying.

But the energetic Fang Xing stirred up the storm in the South and brought him in.

You can't do it!

He is grateful to Fang Xing, and Cao An and Fang Xing have these fate methods. Maybe there will be some unexpected gains in the future.

That's why he ran around with an old bone.

He felt that he would fall down in ten days at most, and then Fang woke up to see him. He would entrust Cao An to the past and finally die safely.

But he found himself more and more energetic, and his voice became louder and louder.

A group of scholars are listening carefully. They are the victims of the clean-up operation and have taken away a lot of land.

Cao Jinduan sat with a straight waist. "The gentry helped the government to manage. It was not a good name. Later, the officials were in charge. I asked, where would the gentry go at that time?"

It was hot in the lobby. The younger he was, the more he sweated. Instead, Cao Jin's forehead was slightly wet.

Seeing that these scholars were meditating, he continued to encourage them and said, "at that time, those who have won the Jinshi will naturally be officials, but only one out of ten million people can go. What are the rest to do? Sit and eat? Which family has such financial resources? If so, I think it's better to go into business and at least leave more money for my children and grandchildren."

His words have no high sounding, very simple truth, and directly analyze the future path of scholars, which is convincing.

These scholars are very confused, and Cao Jin is very active recently, and his relationship with Fang Xing is a little fate, so after he called, many people came.

"You can't figure out why to clean up, but what should the people think?"

Cao Jin knew Fang Xing's attitude towards Confucianism. Seeing that these scholars were confused, she hit a heavy hammer.

"Xinghe Bo said that the four people in the world are all his Majesty's people. There is no high or low, now there is, and will slowly get closer in the future. Finally... No."

Fang Xing was not like this when he said this to Cao An.

——Finally, there will certainly be high and low, but the goal of Chaozhong should be to constantly narrow the distance between these people.

Constantly, this shows that Fang Xing knows very well about human nature and people's hearts. He knows that Taohuayuan is just imagination and can't be true.

So Daming needs a strong and powerful emperor, otherwise those officials will ignore these distances.

Cao Jin sighed in her heart and finally said, "Xinghe Bo also said that we have to find our own way to live in the future, otherwise we can afford to be supported by all the people?"

The gentry class is really supported by all the people, but what did they repay?

Someone said, "I can't afford it, but I have to give a way to live."

"Live!"

Cao Jin thought of Fang Xing's words and said with a bitter smile: "after Chaozhong, we should promote education. We need many students. There are many people who have also read books in many places. They are afraid that the readers can't go down this face!"