Selling one's official position to win a title was not actually an original creation of Emperor Ling of the Han Dynasty.
On the whole, as long as it does not involve important positions and the emperor sells some false titles, he will be unanimously recognized by the courtiers. It is just a title, just like the peace fighters and freedom defenders given by the United States in later generations.
The titles of goodwill persons, etc. are the same. As long as they are not responsible for specific practice, some can be awarded every year.
The title Fei Qian is going to give these Hu merchants is similar to the title of "Goodwill Person". Of course, some privileges must be given, such as having equal rights to trade, settling down, buying houses and shops, etc. with the Chinese people.
As a proof of identity, it replaces the certificate of residence that originally needs to be replaced once a year, etc.
To put it simply, it is to provide some conveniences and reduce some restrictions. There are eight major items listed in various ways, which make people who don’t understand the secrets feel that there are many, so powerful, and it is really useless. It is somewhat useful, but it must be
It’s hard to say how useful it is.
The barbarian merchants gathered together and looked at the text on the announcement. Some of them were not able to understand the meaning of the Chinese characters, so they found companions who were familiar with each other to translate.
"The great man has been generous in all directions... Hmm, these are nothing special. Let me take a look..." A foreign translator frowned and looked at it, "Here, here... um, what? The selection is held every three years?"
"What do you mean?" The foreigner next to him who didn't understand Chinese characters seemed to sense something fishy and asked hurriedly.
"Is it possible that if we donate so much, we can only cover it for three years?"
"Three years?! It only lasts three years?! What about after three years? It's gone?"
"..."
A group of barbarians suddenly started to quack, like there were hundreds of ducks on the scene.
"It's not three years, it's six years... Hey, here it says, if you don't get rated after three years, then you will be marked as inferior. If you don't get rated after three years, you will be canceled..." There is one
The barbarian pointed at the text on the notice and said, "But what does this rating mean?"
"Wait, what do you mean?" Another Hu man jumped anxiously, "Is it possible that you just accepted this? It doesn't matter if it's three years or six years, why do the Han people have the final say?"
"...What do you mean? Could it be that what the Han people say doesn't count, but what you say counts?"
"No, I mean why should we follow Han Chinese standards?"
"Oh? What do you think?"
"I mean our own standards, our own!"
"hehe……"
"Ha ha……"
"..."
The group of barbarians laughed and then dispersed, leaving aside the one who shouted that he wanted to set his own standards.
Is it wrong to fight for your own interests?
That's right.
What's wrong is being weak.
When you are weak, everything you do is wrong.
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Dahan Chamber of Commerce.
A group of businessmen, both Hu and Han, stood in the courtyard, looking up at the newly hung signs of the three institutions, feeling a little confused.
The one on the far left is the "Dahan Trader Qualification Certification Office".
A signboard in the middle reads "Dahan Commercial Business Scope Licensing Guild".
The one on the far right says...
"Everyone, what does this mean?" A businessman pointed to the sign on the right and said, "What is the "Dahan Product Grade Review Association"?"
"What is a "commodity"? Is it the level of you and me?" Another businessman said timidly, "What kind of trouble are the Hussars going to make?"
"Now is not the time to talk about this. Now is the time to understand what these three signs mean?" An older businessman squinted his eyes and touched his beard, "I have a premonition that this...this
Things are very important..."
"The door, the door is open!"
The door of the hall where three new signs were hung was opened and a group of people walked out.
The leader was Cui Hou, who walked out chubby and brand new in red and black official robes. With a habitual smile on his face, he cupped his hands and said, "I am not talented, but I am the general manager of the first Dahan Business Certification Association..."
I’ve seen you all, this is so polite!」
The merchants in the courtyard suddenly started chirping, as if hundreds of chickens and dogs had been thrown into the scene.
After a period of turmoil, some order was restored.
Cui Hou smiled, satisfied.
No matter how rich he was before, he was still a businessman, just rich. Now he has become the "General Manager of the Dahan Commercial Certification Association". Although he is no longer specifically responsible for trade matters, his caravans will gradually be replaced by others.
, but it is undoubtedly the first step from wealth to wealth, worth it!
"I Have a Picture Book of Ghosts and Gods"
Zhen Mi donated her property, obtained a specific position, and set an example for others in the Dahan Chamber of Commerce.
With the vigorous development of trade, not only Fei Qian himself benefited, but businessmen like Cui Hou also hoarded a large amount of wealth. However, these businessmen had no political protection and could provoke others at any time because of the wealth in their hands.
The coveted people, such as Zhang Shi, are already wandering around Hedong area, like a greedy hunting dog, looking for the wounds accidentally exposed by the prey...
This kind of psychological pressure makes businessmen like Cui Hou, regardless of Hu Han, the same.
Especially when Cui Hou was punished by the Hussar before, he couldn't help but feel panic and uneasiness. He felt that he might be executed at any time for various reasons. If there was any slight disturbance, he was afraid that someone would come to trouble him. In addition, there was Wen Si
Cui Hou began to take over the original caravan spying matters, which made Cui Hou feel that his importance was further reduced, so he became more and more afraid of hiding the dog.
Now he feels much more at ease. He feels that although he has reduced some of the caravan's floating wealth, he has begun to take control of the power and feel at ease in Chang'an. He also has a fixed income from the shop and business, which is enough to cover his expenses. The most important thing is that he has become a hussar.
The general manager of the newly established organization is no longer a weakling who can be kneaded by anyone, but has become someone who can knead the softness of others... Well, anyway, Cui Hou feels that he has taken this step very well.
Of course, not everyone can do it like Zhen Mi and Cui Hou.
Money is attractive to the eyes, and if you can give it up categorically, you are either like Zhen Mi, trapped in a whirlpool, and the pressure around you is getting bigger and bigger, and it is difficult to gain freedom without reducing your own burden, or it is like Cui Hou, because so much has happened in the past
There are some psychological shadows, and I am worried every day. It is better to lose money and avoid disasters and seek peace. As for ordinary businessmen, they really may not have the courage to take this step.
"Everyone! Everyone!" Cui Hou smiled and extended his hand to invite, "If you have any questions about the Dahan Business Certification Association, you may wish to come in and let me give you a detailed answer... Come, come, please, please!"
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The backyard of Zuixian Tower.
Zhang Sheng nodded to the middle-aged man in the middle, "Hello, third brother..."
The middle-aged man smiled and said, "Brother Zhang, are you okay?"
"Thanks to Third Brother..." Zhang Sheng raised his hands and said, "I heard that a Newspaper Outline came out recently?"
The middle-aged man chuckled and said, "You are quite well-informed... Yes, there is a new outline. Brother Zhang, do you want to try it?"
Zhang Sheng nodded.
The middle-aged man didn't say much, but took the outline of the Newspeak book from the table beside him and handed it to Zhang Sheng.
The outline of the Newspeak version tells the story of a farmer's son. The farmer's family worked diligently, and finally turned the raw fields into mature fields, and opened new acres. It looked like good times were coming, but one year they were raped by profiteers.
They used seeds mixed with good and bad, and it happened to be a bad year, and they used hoarding methods to bully the farmers, causing them to owe loans. When the year came, the farmers could not afford to pay back the debts. The result was that the farmers could only
He gave the child to a local profiteer, and the profiteer sold the farmer's son to another businessman. Then the farmer's son followed the other businessman all the way to the Western Regions, and experienced various hardships along the way. The farmer's son's honesty and kindness were
He was also recognized by many people, and later inherited the mantle of a merchant and became a merchant traveling between Chang'an and the Western Regions, with his own caravan. Twenty-five years later, the farmer's son returned to his hometown and found that his father
He had died a long time ago, his family was gone, and his family's fields were occupied by the local profiteer. Then the farmer's son did not reveal his identity, but used the name of his own businessman to take advantage of the greed of the local profiteer.
This trap revealed the hypocrisy of local profiteers and confirmed their numerous crimes over the years. In the end, the profiteers were tried and their homes confiscated, and the farmer's son was able to take revenge.
The outline of the whole story is not long, but Zhang Sheng feels that it contains a lot of meaning.
The word "business" does not distinguish between good and bad, only people are bad.
Interesting, is Qiusi trying to explain this?
"Well..." Zhang Sheng pondered for a while, "May I ask Third Brother, what other requirements could I have for this?"
The middle-aged man smiled and said: "There is one requirement, that is, it must be quick... How about this script, is Brother Zhang willing to accept it?"
Zhang Sheng thought for a moment and nodded.
The middle-aged man just took a contract and said, "It's all the same rules...Brother Zhang, you should still live in the room you always live in? It was just cleaned a few days ago, and the bedding and everything have been turned and dried..."
Zhang Sheng signed his name in duplicate, one of which he kept, and the other he kept at the beginning of the middle-aged life. Then he received his number plate and room key, counted the prepaid remuneration, and went upstairs to collect it.
Went with pen and paper.
The middle-aged man watched Zhang Sheng go upstairs, then clicked his tongue and sighed slightly, "What a pity..."
"Third Master, why is it such a pity?" asked the servant who was helping the middle-aged man.
"This guy just now is really good at writing scripts...fast and well," the middle-aged man shook his head and said, "It's just a pity that he probably won't come next time..."
"Why?" the servant asked, "Didn't the third master have a good conversation just now? We didn't deduct anything from him?"
"Hi! He, I heard a few days ago that he had taken part in the imperial examination and said he did well..." The middle-aged man stroked his beard and said with some emotion, "But those who have been on the list these few times,
Most of them were assigned to Longyou and Longxi... Presumably he came here this time to earn more money... By the way, tomorrow you are going to Qinglong Temple to post a notice to see if you can recruit some more good people... This
People, people are all heading for higher places. Our yard is small, so we can’t keep many experts..."
The servant nodded in response, "I understand, Third Master!"
……(￣ω￣=)……
Some people understand, some don't understand, some don't understand but pretend to understand, and some understand but pretend not to understand.
Wei Kang thought he understood, but he didn't expect that he actually didn't understand.
"What?!" Wei Kang opened his eyes wide and couldn't believe it for a moment, "What did you say?!"
"Young Master, Young Master..." Wei Kang's entourage looked at Wei Kang's face and felt a little kicked in his heart. After swallowing a mouthful of saliva, he still said bravely, "Young Master, I'll ask you all."
It’s clear... the true scripture that we want to give to those who seek scriptures is just the Tao Te Ching... It has been passed down in Chang’an that it is said to be the true scripture of Taoism, and it must be "serious and correct", and cannot be false..."
Wei Kang's hand gripped the table tightly, and he gritted his teeth and said, "Are you sure? There is no heavenly book? There are no other scriptures?"
"I'm sure, that's what they say, only Laozi's "Tao Te Ching"..." The attendant lowered his head and said, "I haven't heard that there is any heavenly book... As for other scriptures, I haven't heard of it either.
Moreover, I am thinking that if this really follows the "correct interpretation" of the Taoist scriptures, wouldn't there be only one Taoist scripture, the Tao Te Ching..."
Wei Kang held his breath, and after a moment, he laughed angrily, "Haha, haha, it's really good, not bad!"
Wei Kang waved his hand and told the entourage who had gone to Chang'an to inquire about it to go down and rest, while he himself walked around in circles in the hall with his hands behind his back.
Although Longxi is the focus of General Hussar, it is also the experimental field for promoting the new county governance system. Logically speaking, it can indeed make great achievements. But the question is, who is Wei Kang? Is he a dignified Guanzhong?
Webster's heir!
Well, of course, this so-called "Tangtang" is what Wei Kang was thinking in his heart, as for others...
It's just like Qiao Bin, but in fact he doesn't like Wei Kang.
In fact, this is a very normal thing.
As Wei Duan became more and more famous in the Senate and survived many storms, Wei Duan also became more and more famous.
Master of the Shenlu Yuan, if this was placed in old Shandong, how could it be considered one of the Nine Qings?
Wellcome, of course, is...
The son of Jiu Qing.
Of course, there is no such thing as "Ya Nei" now.
Others will respect Wei Duan, but it does not mean that these people will also respect Wei Kang. Similarly, others will give Wei Kang some smiles and benefits. That is not because Wei Kang has any abilities, but because he still looks at him.
Wei Duan's face.
It is not wrong to say that Wei Kang does not understand this matter, but he will subconsciously ignore this issue.
In other words, he understood this at first, but later he gradually got used to it and became numb to it.
Therefore, Wei Kang encountered a problem with Qiao Bing.
The route that Qiao Bing took was different from that of Wei Duan, Wei Kang and others. In addition, as the original pope of the Five Directions God Sect, he was worshiped by a bunch of ordinary people when he came in and out. This mentality was naturally the same as in the Yamen every day.
The petty officials in the official residence were different, and Wei Kang also regarded Qiao Bing as an ordinary official. He wanted to take advantage of Wei Duan and Wei's identity, and wanted some benefits and profit...
The bald head of a certain temple in later generations will basically not be respectful to a non-local township head. What's more, Qiao Bing's identity can be said to be the Pope of the Five Directions, so naturally there is no reason to bow to Wei Kang.
On Wei Kang's side, he felt that Qiao was not just a Taoist who was pretending to be a ghost. He had neither a long family background nor any inheritance of scriptures. He just made a living by deceiving the ordinary people and ignorant Guizhou leaders. What's the point?
I'm so respectful. If you seek Qiao Bing, you are giving Qiao Bing face...
In such a hurry, is there a misunderstanding between the two parties?
Misaligned cognition is sometimes very simple.
Just explain it in one or two sentences, or communicate with each other, and it will be over.
However, Wei Kang felt at the moment that he had been insulted, a huge insult!
So this matter is not simple.
Wei Kang was circling in the hall and suddenly stopped.
"The Tao Te Ching, okay, the Tao Te Ching!" Wei Kang seemed to have thought of something and suddenly laughed, "My lord, you really chose well! So good! Hahahaha..."
Wei Kang burst out laughing, and then shouted: "Twelve!"
The attendant on duty outside the hall quickly came up and said, "I have met Mr. Young Master. What are your orders, Mr. Young Master?"
Wei Kang looked at his confidants and said, "Wei Twelve, I have something important to tell you this time..."
Wei Twelve, as you can see from the name, this is a servant of the Wei family.
Who says that slavery was not popular in the Han Dynasty, but slaves actually existed in that dynasty, but the form was slightly different.
People like Wei Twelve, who have been in the Wei family since their ancestors, can be considered half of the Wei family, and their recognition of the Wei family is even higher than that of ordinary Wei family members.
Hearing Wei Kang's words, Wei Twelve quickly bowed down and said, "Don't worry, young master, no matter whether it is a mountain of swords or a sea of fire, even a small one will be able to handle it well!"
"That's not so bad..." Wei Kang smiled, helped Wei Twelve up, came closer, and whispered, "It's just that this matter needs to be kept secret... Twelve, you know that among the Five Directions God Cult,
Is there a guy named Qiao Mingming?」
Wei Twelve nodded.
"Okay," Wei Kang nodded, "This time, I want you to return to Chang'an quietly... I need to collect some things about this guy... and so and so..."
Wei Twelve nodded while listening. After listening to Wei Kang's words, he thought for a moment, "Young Master, why don't you talk to the head of the family about this matter..."
"Don't trouble my father with such a trivial matter..." Wei Kang waved his hand, as if he was thinking about Wei Duan, "My father has complicated affairs. As a son of man, how can I disturb him with such things?"
? Or do you think you can’t handle this, Twelve? Just tell me, I’ll just replace you with someone else!”
Although Wei Kang said it sounds nice, Wei Kang was actually worried that Wei Duan would find out about the matter and be stopped by Wei Duan. After all, Wei Duan had said before that he wanted Wei Kang to do something practical in Longxi.
Instead of looking for opportunistic opportunities...
Wei Twelve hurriedly lowered his head and bowed, "Young man, I will definitely follow Lang Jun's instructions and you will definitely be able to do it well!"
Wei Kang laughed, imitating his father, kindly helped Wei Twelve up again, and then patted Wei Twelve on the shoulder...