Seven hundred and fourteenth chapters each organic heart
Two updates today.
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To overthrow a dynasty and establish another?
Not to mention whether Fang Jun had the confidence to overthrow the flourishing Tang Dynasty and kill the wise and mighty His Majesty Li Er. Even if he had that ability, Fang Jun would not do such a stupid thing.
The Tang Dynasty overthrew the Sui Dynasty. Apart from the change of emperor, what was the difference?
Is His Majesty Li Er really much more powerful than Yang Guang?
In fact, not necessarily. If the whitewashing comments in the history books are discarded, Yang Guang can completely kill His Majesty Li Er in an instant when it comes to his contribution to the development of the entire society.
Someone once said that if Yang Guang only served as emperor for half his life, his achievements would be enough to surpass most emperors.
Unified the north and south, pacified Khitan, built the Eastern Capital, promulgated the "Daye Law", established the imperial examination, opened the Grand Canal, conquered Linyi and recovered Hainan Island, annexed Tuyuhun, inspected Qinghai and formed an alliance with 27 countries in the Western Regions, built Luokou Cang...
As long as an emperor did one of these things, he would be famous in history, but Yang Guang did them all...
If he had not insisted on conquering Goguryeo three times and the Sui Dynasty had not collapsed due to exhaustion of national power, how would history have evaluated him?
Therefore, it does not matter which dynasty or generation, nor who the emperor's name is, the elite determines social values, while social order determines the country's orientation.
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The ninth day of the twelfth lunar month.
The refugee camp outside Xinfeng City was like a boiling oil pan with a ladle of cold water poured into it, causing it to completely explode.
"What are you talking about? Does the imperial court really have room for us?"
"Then there's still a lie. Can't you see the notice at the city gate?"
"I can't read... tell me quickly, what's written on it?"
"It was Erlang of the Fang family who offered to take in us victims, and then the emperor gave the Fang family a piece of land for resettlement."
"Oh dear God, could it be that Fang Erlang was reincarnated as a good man from the ninth generation and came here to rescue us?"
"Who says otherwise? Not even the imperial court can do anything to us, and those ministers regard us as a burden. Only Fang Erlang, who has lost his family and business, stands up!"
"Every family has a Buddha!"
"Look, look, Fang Erlang is here!"
"Which one is it? I have to kowtow to Erlang!"
"It's the one riding the horse in front, the one with the black face!"
When the Fang family rode out of the city gate on their high horses, surrounded by Xinfeng County officials and a group of dandy men, they were greeted with a ceremony that was a hundred times grander than when they entered the city for an appointment two days ago - thousands of victims were like waves of wheat blown by the wind.
Generally, they prostrate themselves on the ground and kowtow, chanting chants such as "lords of all generations" and "every family will be blessed with Buddha".
The victims are not fools. Although most of them are illiterate, they know how rare it is for Fang Jun to come forward to receive them at this difficult time in this snow-covered pass. At the very least, the food these victims consume every day will be enough.
It's a big problem.
Destroy your home and business?
It’s all light!
Since you dare to propose to take in the victims in front of His Majesty, then this is a task that must be completed. Do you think that His Majesty is just fooling you? If the task is not completed, the blind censor will inevitably impeach a "crime of deceiving the emperor" and "having a crime".
Charges such as "disgracing the Holy Grace".
The future is ruined!
Therefore, the gratitude of the victims comes from the bottom of their hearts.
The common people are very down-to-earth, don’t talk to us about big things, I will be nice to anyone who gives me food!
Fang Jun was riding on his horse, facing the howling cold wind, looking at the victims kneeling on the ground in front of him, but his blood boiled in his heart.
From then on, these ragged victims became his most loyal fans!
Those sallow and skinny children inside who were forced to hold down their heads by their parents, but still secretly raised their heads to look at themselves, are the sustenance of their dreams!
"My surname is Fang Jun, my courtesy name is Yiai! From now on, you will be my servants and retainers! Our destinies are connected, we share weal and woe, we are both prosperous and devastated! This winter, many relatives have fallen from hunger.
, in the cold wind, but the dead are dead, but the living have to continue to fight against the ruthless God, to fight, to earn their lives! I won’t say those nonsense, just say one thing - follow me, there will be meat to eat!
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Uncle Cen Wen next to him almost squirted, looking dumbfounded at the excited and proud Fang Jun.
A certain Gu Liang who was secretly hiding in the crowd curled his lips with contempt when he heard this: "You are really uneducated, you bumpkin, you are a toad..."
The boy next to her looked full of admiration: "Is it vulgar? But people like to hear it..."
Although Gu Liang was not angry, she did not wait to admit it.
Because around her, the haggard victims had tears in their eyes, shouting Fang Jun's name, bursting out their remaining enthusiasm to express their inner hopes and longings.
Yes, the phrase "come with me and you will have meat to eat" is indeed vulgar, but for these victims, they don't want to listen to those impassioned words, all they need is a promise and a hope.
Fang Jun, who was on horseback, straightened his back and looked heroic: "As long as we work together and survive this winter, you will find that you will be the luckiest person in the world! Next spring, on the other side of the river bend, Lishan Mountain
At our feet, houses will be built for you free of charge. Everyone will have land to farm, something to do, a house to live in, and food to eat! A certain person will also open a school to teach children how to read, read, digit, and read medicine for free.
! As long as the child wants to learn, Mr. Erlang will teach him, and it will always be free!”
"boom!"
It was as if a landmine had been detonated in the crowd, and the mood was intense.
"Erlang, is this true?"
"How much does this cost? Could it be that you are cheating on me?"
What is the most rare thing for ordinary people?
It’s not delicacies, it’s not a beautiful house, it’s education!
In this era when the illiteracy rate reaches more than 90%, if you know a few words, you can work as a clerk in the county, if you know a little arithmetic, you can become a shopkeeper, or at the worst, you can be a bookkeeper!
There is no need to worry about eating and drinking, and there is no need to face the loess and back to the sky to struggle for life. This is simply the ultimate ideal of all farmers!
But even with such an ideal, 99.999% of people will not be able to achieve it in their lifetime.
Why?
Knowledge is so rare!
The cost of learning is too high and the resources are too few!
Fang Jun stood on the horse's back and said proudly: "I swear in public today: If there is any deception in what I say today, I will be punished by thousands of arrows piercing the heart!"
"Erlang is like this!"
At the front of the crowd, a gray-haired old man burst into tears. Tears flowed freely along his ravine-like old face. With the help of his grandson, he stood up tremblingly, turned to face the victims, and said excitedly: "Erlang can stand at this time."
Coming out to accept our useless people is already a great kindness, no less than the nurturing grace of your parents! How dare you ask for it again? From now on, we will be the servants of the Fang family, and we should serve the master loyally! Live!
Come down, that's Erlang's kindness! If you can't survive, that's your life! If anyone dares to complain, I, Dong Debiao, are incompatible with him!"
The victims were submissive and expressed their agreement one after another.
Uncle Cen Wen whispered next to Fang Jun: "This old man is the village chief of Dongjia Village outside Xinfeng City. He is over eighty this year and has always been very virtuous and respectable. Originally, the court had other arrangements for such auspiciousness, so that he would not share the same fate with the victims.
Scattered in the wilderness. But this old man felt guilty for the victims who died of freezing and starvation after the disaster in his village, so he scattered all the money and food given to him by the court among the critically ill victims."
In this era, due to limited living standards and medical conditions, it is difficult for an ordinary person to live to the age of seventy. Over the age of eighty, it is regarded as auspicious and will be regularly rewarded by the court.
Dong Debiao actually gave up his comfortable and stable life and voluntarily distributed his rewards to the victims. This character made Fang Jun awe-inspiring.
Fang Jun nodded to Uncle Cen Wen: "Now let's organize these victims according to the plan."
Uncle Cen Wen immediately nodded and gave a few instructions to a Dianshi behind him.
Na Dianshi then called for a kind of yamen servants, each holding a gong, banging it as they walked, and revealed to the public the organizing method that Fang Jun had prepared in advance.