Chapter 463 The Saint, the Poet and the Prodigal Son(1/2)
(Part 2)
There were countless explanations in Yanzhi's mind, but there was never the one that Chao Shangzhi said at this moment.
"The Emperor..."
To Yanzhi did not understand the emperor.
But everything he did when he moved the capital made Yanzhi exaggerate him in his mind as a ruthless and ruthless emperor.
But the former He Chengtian and the current Chao Shangzhi are constantly defeating the image of the emperor in their hearts.
Such an emperor seemed to be different from the emperor he knew.
To Yanzhi closed his eyes.
"If we have different ways, we should not conspire against each other."
In the end, he chose to continue to believe in himself.
But regarding Chao Shangzhi, he no longer had the previous hostility.
"There will never be only one champion in the world."
Chao Shangzhi was not annoyed: "But there is only one Chao Shangzhi in this world."
To Yanzhi asked again: "Those children, do you want to support them when they grow up?"
"yes."
The lines on Yanzhi's brow deepened: "How much is your salary? Do you want to use Xie Kangle's money to support these students?"
This is also the reason why Yanzhi doesn't think Chao Shangzhi will succeed.
Chao Shangzhi himself came from a poor family and had no money left.
Although the salaries of Liu Song officials were far higher than those of the previous dynasties, it did not mean that Chao Shang alone could feed dozens of children.
If Chao Shangzhi was using Xie Lingyun and Yan Yanzhi's livelihood to pool money to "save people from the world," then Yanzhi would just think that the other party was a complete hypocrite, and then walk away immediately.
"General, why do you ask this?"
"You already know about the children who went to work in the workshops in exchange for rewards. You will naturally know that although these children are young, they can already support themselves."
Chao Shangzhi said to Yanzhi as if he was pointing something: "As for why such a young child goes to work, doesn't the general know?"
Before the Liu Song Dynasty, there were the Two Han Dynasties, the Three Kingdoms, and the Two Jin Dynasties.
If poor people cannot feed their children, they will sell them to wealthy landowners.
This is still a good year.
If there is war or famine, even the landlords will have no food left.
At this time, the older children were fine, but the younger ones had the fate of being abandoned.
But it's different now.
As for what has changed...
Chao Shangzhi didn't know what words to use to summarize the current changes, but judging from his footsteps, these changes did exist.
"But no matter what, as long as I'm here, General, it won't get any worse."
Chao Shangzhi also knew at this time that he and Dao Yanzhi in front of him were not the same kind of people.
Even though they had the same origin, their paths went astray.
To Yanzhi sighed deeply: "Excuse me, I'll leave now and won't disturb the No. 1 Scholar's plan any more."
"No rush."
Chao Shangzhi still offered words to persuade him to stay.
"You are a guest when you come. How can you let a guest leave without entertaining him?"
"And I still have something to ask for."
"Could it be Marquis Kang Le?"
"Exactly."
Chao Shangzhi thought about everything along the way and decided to ask Yanzhi for help.
"After all, Marquis Kang Le and we are not the same kind of people."
"He doesn't understand that there are people in this world who would kneel down for a bowl of bean soup to eat, and he doesn't understand why there are parents in this world who abandon their children."
"He has accumulated too much anger along the way. If he continues like this, I'm afraid something will happen to him."
Xie Lingyun's world is too far away from Chao Shangzhi's world.
But Chao Shangzhi didn't want to drag Xie Lingyun into trouble anymore.
"Besides..."
Chao Shangzhi seemed to have an unusual understanding of the matter of shipping: "Bring Kang Lehou with you, and with the Xie family's intimidation, no one will dare to go to you and bite your flesh without restraint."
Yanzhi suddenly became alert, and when he looked at Chao Shang again, his eyes changed.
Everyone can see the profits from shipping.
If nothing unexpected happens in the future, the imperial court will definitely take the majority.
But for the remaining meat, I still haven’t figured out how to do it.
Apart from anything else, how can those aristocratic families located on the east coast and along the river let these boats pass so easily?
Roads are not only opened by boats, but also opened by money.
If it were before, Yanzhi might have made himself feel a little aggrieved. After all, he had no appetite for the benefits of shipping.
But now what lies in front of Yao Yanzhi is not only the benefits of shipping, but also the huge silver mine deep in the sea!
Losing the sea will probably make Yanzhi lose his last chance.
At this time, if we can pull Xie Lingyun over, with the help of the Xie family's big tree, we can undoubtedly add another layer of insurance.
"If Marquis Kang Le is willing, I will not lack him on this ship."
In an instant, Dao Yanzhi had already sorted out the situation. Knowing that Xie Lingyun would be beneficial to him without any harm, he naturally agreed to Dao Yanzhi.
"That's good."
"in addition……"
Chao Shangzhi also set a red line for Dao Yanzhi: "Kanglehou is an old friend of the emperor when he was young, and the general must protect his safety. If something happens to him, there is no guarantee that the emperor will not be furious."
"I still understand these rules."
When Yanzhi sat down again, anyone could see the depression on his face.
"That's fine."
Chao Shangzhi walked out of the wooden door of the woodshed and extended an invitation to Yanzhi again: "General, if you don't mind, come and go for a walk with me."
The two walked to the front hall and saw Dai Faxing still wiping the table alone, so they called him to join them.
This county town is not big, but it is very neat.
After leaving the inn, we walked up three streets and arrived at the county market. After walking five streets, we walked out of the city gate.
In addition to the small space, there is another phenomenon that puzzles Yanzhi.
There are surprisingly few people on this street.
"Don't be in a hurry, General."
After leaving the city gate and walking only a few miles, we saw several huge shacks built in the open space beside the stream.
As soon as you get closer, you can hear the noise inside.
Dao Yanzhi, who lives in the south, naturally knows that this is a small workshop run by aristocratic families.
It's hard to say whether this new thing is good or bad.
But it allowed the court and aristocratic families to make money, and the people finally no longer had to rely only on the little harvest in the fields to survive the unknown year after year.
"Those children are working there?"
"yes."
Chao Shangzhi pointed to the workshops: "The workshops here are just the tip of the iceberg."
"There is a larger workshop near the sea, where the work is to dry and make salt, and even mining and iron smelting."
"Salt? Iron?"
"Doesn't it have to be government-run?"
"It must be government-run, but it didn't say it had to be government-produced."
"In the past, the government used labor force to force the people in Qingzhou area to work on the seaside. But now, they are cooperating with those aristocratic families. The local government only wants the last salt and iron, and they don't care about other things."
"How could this be?"
To be continued...