Chapter 148 An Zisheng is such a fool (big chapter)
Direction to Shangyang City Gate.
A team was coming. Because of the snow, although these people had horses, they were all dismounted and led.
When the Shangyangcheng County Prince approached with many government officials, the two sturdy men at the front immediately stepped forward to stop everyone.
"I am the magistrate of Shangyang County, and I would like to greet the chief minister."
As the magistrate of Shangyang County said these words, the two guards stepped aside, revealing a man who was admired by the stars.
When Agent Yang who was following behind heard what his county magistrate said, he was completely stunned.
Chief... chief assistant?
If I remember correctly, the Chief Assistant is the biggest official in the world, the biggest besides the Emperor.
Did my ears hear it wrong?
Lord Chief Assistant came to Shangyang County?
Since he has been a police officer for so many years, it seems that the biggest official that Shangyang County has received is a fourth-grade official. That is something that the chief assistant would never dare to think of.
Lin Ye's eyes also followed the crowd that was getting out of the way, and he saw the "chief assistant". When he saw that person again, he was stunned for a moment, and the next moment he turned around and went back the way he came.
"Uncle Xu, I'm going to thank you behind closed doors today. I just want to say that I'm feeling unwell due to the cold."
"good."
Although Uncle Xu was a little confused as to why his young master suddenly closed the door to thank guests after being out for a while, since it was the young master who said it, he would carry it out to the letter.
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A quarter of an hour later!
Outside the door of Lin Mansion, a group of people stood.
Agent Yang, who was responsible for leading the way, saw the young chief assistant stopped in front of the Lin Mansion, and his heart skipped a beat. Could it be that the chief assistant knew Mr. Lin?
Just now, my county magistrate invited the chief assistant to go to the Yamen, but he was rejected by the chief assistant. The chief assistant said bluntly that he came to Shangyang City to visit friends.
"Lin Mansion, this is the one..."
The county magistrate looked at the plaque on the door of Lin's mansion, and the master next to him reminded him: "Sir, this is the residence of Mr. Lin, the most beautiful man in Shangyang City."
"It's him."
The county magistrate suddenly realized that he had been in Shangyang County for less than a year, but he had also heard about the reputation of Mr. Lin in Shangyang County.
At that time, after he took office, he hosted a banquet for the local gentry. Mr. Lin did not show up. He was still a little dissatisfied. But now he was extremely happy. He was just a little dissatisfied and did not give Mr. Lin small shoes to wear. Otherwise, he would just rely on others.
As a friend of Lord Shofu, you can control yourself easily.
It's no wonder that others didn't come to participate. I'm afraid that as a county magistrate, I haven't been noticed by others.
"Captain Yang, knock on the door."
The county magistrate gave Mr. Yang a look, and Mr. Yang stepped forward and knocked on the door. However, there was no response for a while.
"Master Lin, Master Lin..."
"Uncle Xu..."
After knocking several times, the small door on the side opened and Uncle Xu's figure appeared.
Looking at Capt. Yang's group of people standing outside the door, Xu Bo was stunned. He had never met the county magistrate, but he had dealt with Capt. Yang. Capt. Yang had a good relationship with his own son.
"Yang Captou, are you looking for my young master? He has contracted the cold and has not seen any guests these days."
"Caught a cold?"
Yang Captou looked puzzled. One moment he saw Mr. Lin with a rosy complexion. How could he be infected with the cold the next moment?
Could it be that it was caused by the cold wind blowing for a while?
"Well, I'm very sorry about what happened to Capt. Yang. I will tell my young master about it and ask him to apologize to Capt. Yang when he gets better."
The county magistrate on the side became anxious after hearing this. The chief assistant was here, and he had to wait for his condition to recover. He immediately scolded: "Hurry up and inform your young master, just say..."
"Uncle Xu, why don't you recognize me?"
The Chief Assistant interrupted the county magistrate's words and looked at Uncle Xu with a smile. Uncle Xu stared at him for a while and asked with some uncertainty: "Are you..."
"An Zisheng." the man reminded.
"Oh, yes, yes, you are that Mr. An, who was raped by my son..."
The words stopped suddenly, and Uncle Xu thought that there were so many people in front of him. If he brought up what happened to Mr. An back then in front of these people, wouldn't it be embarrassing for them?
"Uncle Xu has a good memory."
An Zisheng also looked a little embarrassed, remembering what happened that year, when he came to ask Mr. Lin for money, but was stopped by Uncle Xu, and later was tied up at home by Mr. Lin.
"You didn't rebel with the rebels. Oh yes, you are now an officer and soldier. Mr. An, are you an official?" Although Uncle Xu has never seen the county magistrate, he is still able to recognize the county magistrate because he is wearing official uniform.
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"I would also like to thank your young master for reminding me that he was lucky enough to have an official position."
An Zisheng was very humble. The county magistrate beside him was about to say that Uncle Xu was presumptuous, but he didn't dare to speak after hearing this.
From what Mr. Shouxi said, it seemed that he had an unusual relationship with Mr. Lin, so he had better not interrupt.
"Uncle Xu, is it okay for me to go see your young master?"
Uncle Xu looked a little embarrassed. He knew that his young master was not really infected with the cold, but the young master just confessed his words just a moment ago, so he had to say: "Mr. An, I'm really sorry. My young master is infected with the cold and it's difficult to see guests recently."
"Butler, go and inform me that this is the Chief Assistant."
The county magistrate on the side couldn't hold it back in the end. When the chief assistant came to the door, let alone the cold weather, as long as he still had breath, he couldn't refuse.
"Chief assistant?"
Uncle Xu was stunned, and An Zisheng said humbly: "It doesn't matter what official position you are in. Uncle Xu just goes to inform Mr. Lin."
Although he didn't mean to show off, An Zisheng thought that the county magistrate had already applied for his official position, so Uncle Xu would not stop him. However, what he didn't expect was that Uncle Xu shook his head after being stunned for a while.
"My young master is seriously ill and cannot see guests."
This time, it was An Zisheng's turn to be stunned. Yang Captou on the side gave Uncle Xu a thumbs up in his heart and refused to be the first assistant. Lao Xu, the butler, was definitely the most powerful butler he had ever seen.
"How dare you speak to the chief minister like this? If you don't inform your young master, I will let others..."
"Shut up."
An Zisheng directly scolded the county magistrate, and then said to Xu Bo: "Since Mr. Lin is ill, I will stay in Shangyang City for a few days, and send a letter to the capital by the way, asking the imperial doctor to come and take care of Mr. Lin."
Uncle Xu didn't answer the call because he didn't know how to answer it. He reported the situation to the young master later and waited for the young master to handle it.
"Since Mr. Lin is temporarily inconvenienced, I will go visit an old friend again."
An Zisheng glanced at Qingfengguan on one side. If Taoist priest Qingfengguan hadn't brought out the food, the uprising would have failed in Shangyang County.
Although the uprising later failed, at least the spark of hope remained.
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A quarter of an hour later, An Zisheng walked out of Qingfeng Temple dumbfounded. At Qingfeng Temple, he was also belatedly turned away.
According to what the Dawu Taoist priest in Qingfeng Temple said, the old Taoist priest has gone into seclusion, and all matters of Qingfeng Temple are handled by Mr. Lin. Mr. Lin is now ill, which means that Qingfeng Temple is also closed to thank guests.
"Let's go to the government office first."
An Zisheng was a little helpless. Was it such an unlucky time for him to come?
The county magistrate didn't dare to say anything anymore. Didn't you see that even the chief minister didn't insist on being seen by others? The water here may be very deep, so he could just be responsible for entertaining the chief minister.
When Agent Yang followed him away, he took a deep look at the door of the Lin Mansion. Mr. Lin was really hiding his secrets.
The most important thing is that Mr. Lin knows noble people like the chief minister, and he is so kind and polite to the agents like them, unlike those officials who always come and go when they are called.
Government office.
An Zisheng refused the reception banquet invited by the county magistrate to accompany the gentry in the city. After the simple dinner, he prepared to rest in the yard arranged by the county magistrate.
late at night!
As soon as An Zisheng entered the room, a flash of light appeared, and then there was a long sword around his neck.
"Mr. Lin, you still haven't changed your habit of shooting cold shots behind your back."
Facing the long sword on his neck, An Zisheng was not shocked at all, as if all this was expected by him, the next moment the long sword disappeared, and Lin Ye sat on the seat in front of him.
"You've learned to be smart."
"Master Lin thanked guests behind closed doors so coincidentally, doesn't it mean he doesn't want to see me, an uninvited guest?"
An Zisheng calmly picked up the teapot that the servant put in and poured a cup of tea for Lin Ye: "I thought Mr. Lin would be very happy to see me when we met in ancient times, but I don't know where the misunderstanding occurred.
Master Lin doesn't want to see me."
Lin Ye looked at An Zisheng. A few years had passed and this boy had become much smarter. He also guessed that he would come at night.
"Now that you've guessed it, then know why I'm here and start quibbling."
The corner of An Zisheng's mouth twitched. Mr. Lin still liked this trick, but he was used to it. He explained with a serious expression: "Master Lin's misunderstanding is probably because of General Qiao."
"When I followed General Qiao to the north, I was accidentally surrounded by officers and soldiers from the previous court. I wanted to accompany General Qiao to die together, but General Qiao scolded me and several others for leaving. General Qiao said that we would join
The rebel army is still short-lived and they are defenseless scholars. The officers and soldiers will not pursue us to the end. I did not agree at the time, but General Qiao asked his personal guards to take us away by force."
Lin Ye just stared at An Zisheng, obviously trying to judge the authenticity of An Zisheng's words.
"Master Lin, what I told you is the truth. There were five of us at that time. After we left, we hid incognito and secretly accumulated strength for development. It was not until another uprising later that we overthrew Qian Chao. Even the current Holy Emperor was one of the five of us.
One of the people."
"The Holy One has decreed that the Qiao family be granted the title of first-class Duke, which is hereditary and will not be replaced."
Lin Ye sneered. People are dead, what's the point of giving him a title?
But this cannot be blamed on An Zisheng and the others. Based on his understanding of the senior brother, this is indeed something that the senior brother would do.
"So our Chief An comes back this time to show off?"
"How dare you? This time I came back to Shangyang County specifically to visit Mr. Lin and Qingfeng Temple. Both the Holy Spirit and I will remember the kindness of Qingfeng Temple in our hearts. This time, the Holy Spirit specially issued an order to designate Qingfeng Temple as a Taoist temple in the country.
Confer the Taoist Master as a First-Rank Great Celestial Master."
"No need." Lin Ye refused directly on behalf of Lao Dao.
He believed that even if the old Taoist was here, it would be the same. With his temperament, it was absolutely impossible for him to become a first-grade heavenly master.
An Zisheng was a little confused: "Mr. Lin, this will make Qingfeng Temple a Taoist temple that governs the country. In the future, the incense of Qingfeng Temple will be very prosperous. All officials will go to Qingfeng Temple to burn incense. Military generals will dismount, civil servants will get off their sedan chairs, and the people around...
"
"Qingfeng Temple is a Taoist temple."
Lin Ye's words brought An Zisheng's words to a halt, practicing...
This world has its own rules. Practitioners do not participate in the changes of secular dynasties, and the same dynasty will not get too close to the spiritual sect.
"I understand." An Zisheng was a little disappointed, but then he said: "Mr. Lin, I am here to tell Mr. Lin that I want to recommend you to the Holy One. Mr. Lin, with your talents, you are more suitable for this position than me.
Chief Assistant."
"Stop it!"
Lin Ye quickly waved his hand and said he was going to be the tiring first assistant?
He didn't know about the other world. As far as the first assistants in the history of the real world were concerned, no matter whether they did well or bad, none of them had good results, and he was even half dead from exhaustion.
Wouldn't it be better for him to be a happy little landowner?
"Mr. Lin, I mean it sincerely. I didn't quite understand what you said to me at that time. Since I became the first assistant, I have become more and more aware of the profound meaning of Mr. Lin's words."
Looking at An Zisheng's sincere eyes, Lin Ye sighed, this kid... there is a possibility of asking him to come out, but the real purpose is to ask him for advice.
"I was just talking casually. In the words of you scholars, it is just empty talk. Empty talk will only harm the country. If you want to ask me for advice, I am afraid you are asking the wrong person."
Lin Ye squinted his eyes and looked at An Zisheng. An Zisheng knew that his thoughts had been guessed, but he was not embarrassed. In his heart, Mr. Lin himself was an extremely smart person.
"Mr. Lin, to be honest, I have kept in mind what you said back then. Since I became the chief minister, I have also issued several decrees, allowing the government to have jurisdiction over towns and villages, and set up civil affairs departments in each village and town, so that the people can
He went directly to the Civil Affairs Bureau to sue the bully squire who preyed on the local people. At the same time, the official evaluation was also changed. The evaluation will select the evaluation of the officials from ten ordinary households in the area under their jurisdiction."
Lin Ye looked at An Zisheng, this boy really dared to do this. Officials in the world must have a falling out.
"These decrees have been promulgated since the founding of the new dynasty. They were fine in the first one or two years, but starting from this year, the opposition from officials has become louder and louder. Some people are illiterate. How can they understand official policies? Moreover, they do not allow local leaders to
The squires managed the villages and towns, and a group of unruly people emerged in many places."
An Zisheng looked a little troubled. He was full of confidence in promulgating these decrees, but he did not expect that the actual results were so different.
"Master Lin, may I ask what the problem is?"
"The problem lies in whether the means of production are in the hands of the gentry."
"Means of production?" An Zisheng was puzzled. He understood what this word meant when taken apart, but he didn't understand it when put together.
"Let me ask you, how many literate people are there in the village?"
An Zisheng thought for a while and replied: "Not many, those who are literate are all... I understand, the only people who can read and file complaints are actually the gentry and landlords in the village. These so-called unruly people are all caused by them."
from."
"That's more or less the case." Lin Ye has been in the other world for so long, and he has some understanding of the other world. Ordinary people can only understand some basic words, usually mostly numbers for buying and selling transactions.
"Then how should I change it?"
"No matter how you change it, it will be useless. Unless you can make people all over the world read and write, in a few years, new interest groups will still appear, and then they will start to devour the land of the poor people. Over time, the people will no longer be able to survive.
, and embarked on the road of rebellion and uprising together."
Even if An Zisheng is the chief minister, Lin Ye said it very straightforwardly. The change of the feudal dynasty cannot be stopped by one or two people.
"Is there no way?"
"There is a way that may be able to delay the change of dynasty."
"What can I do? Please ask Mr. Lin to teach me?" An Zisheng humbly asked for advice.
"Develop commerce and improve the status of businessmen."
This was the only way Lin Ye could think of. Only by developing commerce and allowing the economies of various places to circulate could the limitations of using land as a means of production be broken.
"Improving the status of merchants?" An Zisheng's expression changed: "But merchants attach great importance to profits. If the status of merchants is improved, wouldn't the common people in the world think of profit, and then this culture will be corrupted."
Talking about profit is the behavior of a villain.
A gentleman does not speak of profit.
No matter how avant-garde An Zisheng's thoughts are, he still maintains the characteristics of a scholar.
"The status of the merchants I am talking about only improves the convenience of doing business. In addition, the government can reward some merchants who have good business operations and good reputations. Such rewards can be in terms of status or reputation.
"
Lin Ye saw An Zisheng's incomprehensible expression and sighed inwardly. From a modern perspective, he naturally felt that this was a very normal thing, but for a person from another world like An Zisheng
, what he said subverted the three views.
But this is the best way to decipher that land is a means of production.
When businessmen pursue profit, they will develop, thereby stimulating productivity...
Of course, if Lin Ye was willing to bring some modern technologies to the other world, the development of the other world would also advance by leaps and bounds, but Lin Ye did not intend to do this.
This is a world with monsters and monsters. He doesn't want to attract too much attention. Under appropriate circumstances, it would be okay to set up a business.
Half an hour later, An Zisheng's face brightened. He had never thought that developing business would have so many benefits.
"Master Lin, if you are willing to come out, I will definitely advise the Holy One to let you serve as the first assistant." This time, An Zisheng really had the idea of giving up his position to Lin Ye.
He doesn't care about the position of chief minister. What he cares about is how to govern the country well so that the people can live and work in peace and contentment.
"I'm not interested, so give up on this idea."
Lin Ye shook his head and then said: "In order to prevent everyone in the world from talking about profit, you can organize scholars and storytellers to make up some stories about Confucian businessmen and spread them among the common people."
Confucian businessman.
This is the method Lin Ye came up with for An Zisheng to control those businessmen, and it is also an example of all the real world examples.
Being poor cares themselves, being wealthy cares the world.
This is a benchmark for how Chinese people behave.
Nowadays, whenever there is a disaster, there are people on the Internet who are watching those entrepreneurs to see if they have donated money. If they donate less, they will curse. Many netizens think this is hatred of the rich. If you donate as much as you want or don’t donate, that’s other people’s companies.
own affairs.
But in fact, this is brought about by the Confucian business concepts that people have accepted for thousands of years.
To be a businessman in China, you must be a Confucian businessman, otherwise even if the government does nothing, the people will hate you first. In history, starting from Zigong, there have been generations of Confucian businessmen standing there.
All businessmen can only move towards those people.
This is not the so-called hatred of the rich.
What Lin Ye wants An Zisheng to do now is to establish a Confucian businessman environment in another world. As long as the people know that to be a businessman, you must be a Confucian businessman, then there will not be a situation like the West where people can't finish the milk.
The things that were thrown out came out.
"Okay, thank you Mr. Lin for preaching and clarifying my doubts. Having you here is a blessing to the people of the world." An Zisheng looked very serious when he said this, and he really thought so.
"It's not easy to do this, at least your resistance will not be small."
Lin Ye said meaningfully that the rise of businessmen is a challenge from new forces to old forces. Those with vested interests will never sit idly by. If An Zisheng dares to do this, he will face thousands of hostile forces, including him.
Those allies in the court may turn against each other.
"If General Qiao can do it, so can I." An Zisheng looked very determined. For some reason, Lin Ye thought of a sentence: Even if there are thousands of people, I will go.
An Zisheng, like his senior brother, is a rational and pure person.
For such people, persuasion is ineffective.
"If you can't survive in the future, you can come to Qingfengguan and I'll leave some food for you."
Lin Ye patted An Zisheng's shoulder. An Zisheng was stunned for a moment, then smiled bitterly and said, "Mr. Lin, can you please stop hitting me."
"I'm not trying to hit you, I'm telling you the truth. None of the reformers in ancient times had a good ending. You'd better dig a tunnel at home to avoid being wiped out."
After saying this, Lin Ye didn't care about An Zisheng's reaction, and walked towards the door with his long sword. An Zisheng looked at Lin Ye's leaving figure and slightly raised his hands. He knew that Mr. Lin's words were not true.
ridicule and disdain for him.
Mr. Lin is leaving a way out for him.
If he really came to this step, he would not come to this step. General Qiao once said that it was Zuo Gong who woke him up.
In his mind, General Qiao is Zuo Gong.
And he is willing to be the next Zuo Gong.
"This fool!"
Lin Ye climbed over the wall and left the mansion, shook his head and sighed.
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The next day!
An Zisheng set off and left, which made the county magistrate and Captain Yang very confused. Didn't they say they would wait a few more days for the imperial doctor to come and treat Mr. Lin?
"That's right, what is your identity as the Chief Assistant? You have so many things to do every day, how can you have time to wait here? Mr. Lin also missed it."
The county magistrate sighed in his heart, no matter what the relationship between the chief assistant and Mr. Lin is, the chief assistant came back from Jian Cong this time just to visit you. However, he was stopped by the housekeeper. If he were the chief assistant, he would have felt a little bit in his heart.
Not happy.
The group was about to reach the city gate, and An Zisheng was about to get on the carriage when a voice came from behind.
"Mr. An, wait."
Uncle Xu ran over panting, An Zisheng signaled to the guards to get out of the way, and took a few steps forward to catch Uncle Xu himself. Seeing this scene, the county magistrate's eyelids twitched, and he thought, don't do anything.
"Mr. An, my son asked me to give this to you."
Uncle Xu took a package and handed it to An Zisheng. An Zisheng took the package with a smile on his face. He looked in the direction of Lin Mansion in the city and said with a raised corner of his mouth: "Thank you for me, young master."
"good."
"Master Qi, there is no need to send it away."
An Zisheng got on the carriage and opened the package immediately. He looked at the brand new book inside. When he opened the first page, he could still touch the wet ink. He knew that this was a book that Mr. Lin had transcribed overnight.
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In the Lin Mansion, Lin Ye lay on a wicker chair and waved his hands. In one night, he integrated Das Kapital, Zizhi Tongjian and even some red theories into one book, but it consumed a lot of his brain cells.
"I hope this fool can understand and live longer."
PS: Two chapters in one, and then another chapter in the early morning