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Eight hundred and ninety-ninth chapter Fengchan game (1)(1/2)

After returning home, Yuan An's mind was still full of what he saw and heard at the shipyard.

After thinking for a long time, Yuan Ang finally wrote a letter and handed it to his trusted retainer, saying: "Go and deliver this letter personally to my son in Chang'an..."

Yuan An's idea is very simple: since Long Li Hou and Chen Jiao are already in the water.

That means that at least there will be no compensation for this matter.

Moreover, today, I have always used practical actions to tell the ministers: follow me and you will have meat to eat!

Last year, didn’t the school district houses in Maolingyi fetch sky-high prices?

A house with only five acres of land can actually be sold for a high price of three thousand gold?!!!

Those who started early have made a lot of money.

It is said that Yong Shichen, the Marquis of Zhifang, made a net profit of five thousand gold in one go!

Such a result makes countless people beat their chests and beat their feet.

It’s almost like picking up money!

A long time ago, the emperor 'punished' the great merchant Shi of Luoyang and ordered his family to spend 30 million to build a track from Chang'an to Hangu Pass.

Almost all the wealth of the master family was squeezed out!

Even the head of the master's family can only eat green vegetables and radishes every day.

The results of it?

Now, the master can rely on that track and count money even while lying down.

He almost monopolized the commodity trade logistics between Guanzhong and Guandong.

The rail carriage has defeated all competitors with its advantages of convenience, cheapness and speed.

Now, the Tian family and the Yang family in Guanzhong have joined forces and are begging grandpa and grandma everywhere, hoping that the emperor will allow them to "serve the country" and build a track from Luoyang to Hangu Pass.

As a result, the matter has not yet been resolved.

Therefore, after Yuan Ang returned home, he immediately wrote a letter asking his son to sell the family's land and all real estate.

He desperately wanted to raise five thousand gold to rent a "whaling ship".

Because Yuan An knew.

The further back this so-called whale ship is towed, the harder it will be to rent.

Especially giant ships like the ones we see today may be treated as treasures by large-scale ships in the future and will not be rented out. If others want to rent them, they will probably only be able to rent whalers converted from old ships.

But the price, I’m afraid, won’t change!

If you don't rent, there are people crying and asking for rent!

more importantly……

"This is an admission ticket..." Yuan Ang sighed in his heart.

It’s already predictable!

In at least the next ten years, there will most likely be a limit on the number of people or families who can be eligible to 'lease' or 'fake' whaling ships.

The further you go, the more stringent the restrictions and requirements become.

With Yuan's foundation and background, it is very likely that he will not be able to wait until the whaling industry causes a sensation before he can still qualify for admission.

Without this qualification, Yuan will say goodbye to the "promising" marine career in the future.

How can I bet if I can’t even participate in the game?

Since you can't bet on it, of course it will be insignificant.

What is even more frightening is that the Yuan family will also lose the right to speak about the "distant country of Yi and Di" in the future.

Um……

Although Yuan Ang doesn't like unjust wars.

But, what if everyone around you is fighting an unjust war?

What's the difference between clinging to an old antique and never giving up, and Liu Xiahui?

"Heaven's behavior is always constant. If it is not for Yao, it will not be destroyed. If it is not for Jie, it will not be destroyed..." Yuan Ang read this famous saying of Xunzi: "If you use it to rule, it will be good, if you use chaos, it will be bad!"

This is Yuan Ang's favorite philosophical saying, and it is also the most familiar saying to most scholar-bureaucrats today.

It is no exaggeration to say that people who cannot understand this sentence thoroughly are not qualified to **** at all.

Not even the dregs will be eaten!

And the second half of this sentence flashed through Yuan An's heart: If you strengthen your roots and use them sparingly, then heaven will not be poor; if you are well prepared and active, then heaven will not be sick; if you follow the path without hesitation, then heaven will not be able to bring disaster.

!

This is already out of the realm of the so-called fate and providence that everyone talks about. It is almost as close to directly saying: Destiny is a p, and those with strong soldiers and horses get the destiny!

Any knowledgeable person or enlightened bureaucrat understands this clearly.

Destiny, providence, benevolence, righteousness, morality, etc. are all meant for the common people and the people below.

If you believe it yourself, you are really stupid!

For most bureaucrats who have experienced bloody battles and are accustomed to seeing the rise and fall of strife.

They even believed in what Wu Zixu said: The crowd will definitely be able to defeat Heaven, and Heaven will also be able to defeat humans!

This is also a famous saying that has always been implemented in the game of monarchy and ministerial power in the past dynasties of China.

The ministers were so powerful that they emptied the emperor and turned him into a puppet. They even called it the euphemistic rule of the emperor by hanging the arch and governing him.

On the contrary, if the imperial power is strong, the ministers can only be the yes-men who wave the flag and shout, and the obedient babies who obey orders and follow the instructions.

This is called the emperor speaking the constitution of heaven and making the laws of the world in one word.

And specifically when it comes to individual officials and scholar-bureaucrats.

The elite among them have a clear distinction between personal, family, ideal and ambition.

You are yourself, your family is your family, and your ideal is your ideal.

When talking, everyone is high-sounding.

But the actual action is...

Just like now, Yuan An sighed with emotion: I am afraid that unjust wars will flourish in the future... while quietly pushing his children to the front line of 'unjust wars'.

It seems contradictory, but in fact it is not contradictory at all.

Putting the matter down, Yuan Ang took out a letter from his arms, held it in his hand, and read it carefully.

This letter has obviously been read by him countless times.

Even the letter paper was shabby and even the color was slightly yellowish.

Reading the letter over and over in his hand, Yuan An seemed to have remembered something, and finally made up his mind, and asked someone to get a pen and ink. Then he picked up the pen and wrote on the letter: Grand Master of Jiangdu, go to Yuan Si, and say goodbye:

My elder brother, Xiao Wu and Chu, took Li as the prime minister and was ordered by the late emperor to assist His Majesty...

There is no doubt that this is a personal letter addressed to Prime Minister Zhou Yafu.

Yuan An wrote very slowly and with great difficulty.

It took a full two hours, and after several revisions, additions and deletions, it was finally finalized.

Yuan Ang copied the letter, sealed it in a bamboo tube, and handed it to his housekeeper, saying: "Send to Chang'an immediately and pay homage to the Changping Marquis Mansion. If the Prime Minister replies, return to Jiangdu immediately!"

"No!" Yuan Ang's butler was an old man who had followed him for thirty years. He was an absolutely reliable and trustworthy servant. Hearing this, he immediately put the bamboo tube into his arms and disappeared into the night.

"I don't know if the Prime Minister can understand..." Yuan Ang rubbed his temples: "But no matter what, I have told him my intention..."

Then, he picked up the letter from Zou Baba again, read it again, and sneered at the corner of his mouth: "The rites and music have collapsed! The rites and music have collapsed!"

As the candlelight flickered, a line of vertical text on the letter's header stood out: "Honor Kong Zhong, the king of cattle and horses, and worship Si Gong, the Taifu of Jiangdu..."

"Even the direct descendants of Confucius are flattering..." Yuan Ang took the letter: "And he is still so flattering!"

only……

In Yuan Ang's opinion, this flattery was shot well and wonderfully!

Regardless of whether you eat it today or not, it is good for yourself and other old bureaucrats and aristocrats.

Yuan An grabbed the letter, threw it into the fire plate, and watched it burn up.

In the raging flames, the letter paper gradually turned black, and in a daze, two words loomed in the flames: Feng Chan!

…………………………………………

Liu Che half-closed his eyes and sat on his favorite swing. There was a murderous look in his slightly opened eyes.

"Who do these guys think I am?" Liu Che took a secret letter from the embroidered guard in his hand and started to play with it: "Qin Shihuang?"

At that time, Qin Shihuang annexed the six countries and established immortal great achievements.

It naturally expanded.
To be continued...
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