Chapter 832 Little Farmer

Gu Jiang looked at Chen Zilong sitting beside him and smiled bitterly. This brother Chen is too straightforward and is really not suitable for being an official. Another sigh, "Isn't Gu a hopeless imperial examination, and I can't try it again and again."

After all the eyes of his beautiful wife at home, Gu Jiang was just a little scholar. From the age of eighteen to the age of twenty-seven, he also hated the classics, history, and eight-part articles.

These eight-legged scholars have cut off how many people have advanced to the level, leaving many people unable to serve the country.

Gu Jiang was willing to come to listen to the lecture, but his wife threatened him. If he dared not come, he would pay him a donation to the prison student and go to the Imperial College to study. Gu Jiang was a man who refused to follow his death. Gu was very knowledgeable and had a lot of articles.

, What's the matter with donating a prison student? Does it still have the face to see people? Gu Yanwu, a famous master of the later generation, met King Liao Macheng in a daze at the age of 27, and still sat in the front row.

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There are crowds of people, and there are fears that tens of thousands of people will gather, and the water will not flow.

The scholars stretched their necks and waited until they were quite impatient. A very heroic and powerful man in a seven-foot-foot suit appeared and stood on the podium surrounded by guards. Gu Jiang instinctively stood up with the scholars, bowed, and looked at him.

Not far away, this heroic young man of his age, with thick eyebrows and big eyes and a regular dress. If he didn't know that he was the God of the World War, the King of Liao Ma Cheng, he would only think he was a handsome ordinary warrior.

Just when he was stunned, the heroic young man pressed his hand on the podium, raised his eyelids, and the murderous aura developed by more than ten years of war came to his face, making the scholars quiet. Ma Cheng was in a straightforward manner, doing brightly,

After bowing and pressing the podium, I took a step bigger today and talked about why Huang Ming was almost in trouble and became a ghost domain enslaved by foreign races. From an economics perspective, it is four words: small peasant economy.

In Nanjing, in the ninth year of Chongzhen, it is okay to talk about the limitations of the small peasant economy.

Ma Cheng believes it is feasible. Only after this era did he know that the elites of the Ming Dynasty were far stronger than those of later generations in terms of talent. The Ming Dynasty was a bad trend and was not a human fault. The elites of the Ming Dynasty were only imprisoned by rigid Confucianism.

It was like dancing with shackles, staggering and tied up his hands and feet.

Can the Ming elite understand the concept of small peasant economy? Ma Cheng thinks it is possible. How can he know if he doesn't want to try it?

"The so-called small farmers are tenants and self-cultivated farmers, which should belong to this list."

"The small peasant economy started in the Warring States Period. Since the Warring States Period, people have been able to buy and sell land, and this small peasant economy has been established. It has been maintained until now, with men farming and women weaving, and wives and children warming up the kang."

After a burst of laughter, Wushouzi unexpectedly that His Highness was so humorous, and he burst into laughter and laughed knowingly. The joke about his wife and children's warm kang was really appropriate. As he was talking, Gu Jiang's face was a little strange and had nothing to say.

His Highness started from the army and was so deeply involved in economics. The small peasant economy originated from the Warring States Period. It was really incisive and irrefutable.

"The so-called small farmers can delay a thousand years, and they have their own reasons, which is simple and easy."

"Each household is self-sufficient, and even in barren land, you can survive, pay taxes and pay grain, which makes it easier for all officials of the court and the people of the world. Therefore, all dynasties have valued agriculture and suppressed commerce, and promoted the benefits of small farmers and criticized the harm of industry and bribed the industry and bribed the harm of industry and commerce throughout the years.

, the truth here must have its merits.”

The scholars all knew that His Highness had talked about the benefits of small peasants, and there must be some explanation and they all calm down.

Ma Cheng turned his face and made a shocking statement: "However, small farmers are particularly harmful. The so-called small farmers mean that the land is only for life, and cannot be accumulated or reserved. If you encounter wind and waves, you will be overturned.

Droughts, floods, locust plagues, war disasters, corvee labor, rents and taxes, exploitation, land annexation, small peasant economy will inevitably go bankrupt, even bandits and thieves will turmoil, and this is the source of the dynasty's change and the chaotic world!"

As soon as this theory came out, the whole audience was shocked, and more than ten thousand scholars were silent and shocked.

Gu Jiang was also shocked and sweated coldly. Did this highness say something, and overturn the national policies believed by the sages of all generations? He really dared to say it! After pondering for a long time, Gu Jiang was convinced.

The words are actually changing the dynasty. The key principles are explained in detail, which cannot be refuted. Each household is a man who farms and women who weaves it. It depends on whether God can open his eyes when he sees the heavens or eats. This small peasant economy cannot withstand any storms.

"What Your Highness said is a big mistake. If you don't grow grain, it will be even worse!"

In the quiet, a young scholar could not hold back and shouted angrily. As soon as these words were spoken, they all supported the scholar and helped the scholar.

Everyone was sweating for the scholar, but His Highness did not make any noise and praised him with a gentle voice: "Good question, haven't you asked for advice yet?"

The scholar felt guilty and said unconsciously: "Jingling's son Jia Youdao, who had hit Your Highness in a ruthless manner for a moment, don't blame Your Highness."

However, Ma Cheng did not make a comeback and said in a gentle voice: "This is a good question. It is impossible for all people in the world to grow grains without growing grains. However, Huguang is ripe and the world is sufficient. Can Huguang's grains be fed to the people in the world?"

The young master gritted his teeth and argued: "If the food in Huguang is in danger of war, it will not support the billions of people of the Ming Dynasty.

Gu Jiang nodded in his heart and applauded. This point was to hit His Highness's weakness and the root cause of chaos in the north of the Ming Dynasty. Soldiers and bandits flew into Huguang and plundered in large numbers. The grain production area was ruined and the world was in chaos, and countless people died.

This is also the truth.

But Ma Cheng still said gently: "Huguang is insufficient, and with the plump land of Liaodong, what if?"

The judge Jia Youdao was somewhat evident and still argued: "Liaodong is too far away, it's not appropriate."

Ma Cheng actually grinned again and said warmly: "Then add Nanyang. Nanyang rice is ripe three times a year, with a yield of one thousand kilograms per mu. It is transported by sea and has a wide range of connections. Is it enough for the whole world to eat?"

The disciple was speechless and could not speak against his will and finally was discouraged.

Amid the buzzing discussion, Gu Jiang slapped her thigh and her eyes lit up, and she shouted in her heart, yes, I heard that the fertile land in Nanyang has less than 100 million acres of fertile land. Is there really rice that ripens three times a year?

The piles of rice piled up into mountains can be reached from South China to Guangzhou every night. Even if it is transported to Jiangnan, it will only take a few days and nights. The capital thinks it is much faster than the canal transportation, so it is time to transport it to Tianjin!

Gu Jiang's palms were sweating. Has this highness actually overturned the ancestral system of Taizu's prohibition on sea transportation?

He was unwilling to make any statement against his will, so he accepted Ma Cheng's statement in his heart. His Highness's words hit the nail on the head and could not be refuted.

Beside him, Chen Zilong looked strange and whispered: "Brother Gu, take it back."

When Gu Jiang heard this, he was stunned and said, "What?"

Chen Zilong's face turned red and he whispered: "You are patting the lower leg."
Chapter completed!