From Propulsion City To Multiverse

After lunch.

Liu Jinyuan, who had just recovered, proposed to look around in the city. Originally, Caiyi wanted to accompany him there, but Liu Jinyuan refused. In the end, Lin Yueru accompanied him for a walk.

Looking at Liu Jinyuan's back, Li Xiaoyao felt a little helpless, while Cai Yi beside him was full of bitterness.

Demons have different paths, this is why Liu Jinyuan finds it hard to accept.

on the street.

Liu Jinyuan's clothes and hairstyle seemed out of place here.

Whether it is the local people or Liu Jinyuan, both sides have some dislikes for each other.

Although some people stick to the traditional hairstyle and choose to pay health penalty tax for this, the Human Revolutionary Union did not say anything about it.

In fact, this was also Bai Yulou's intention, the purpose is to isolate the diehards.

Farmers, workers, soldiers, and civil servants all have short hair, and those who do not want to shave their hair are the remaining country gentry, traditional scholars, and a small number of individual merchants.

The Human Revolutionary Federation also followed the rules. For those rich people who did no harm and were usually willing to do good things, they would make an exception and use the method of forced redemption to clear their properties.

And these people are the main body of diehards who retain a certain amount of property.

This is why ordinary people on the street will show disgust when they see people with traditional hairstyles.

Because the vast majority of people don't want to go back to the past, for those who keep the traditional hairstyle, they subconsciously think that these people have an attempt to restore feudalism.

And these people are destined not to be able to enter the official system of the Human Revolutionary Federation.

Even if thousands of Confucian scholars kept pleading with Baiyulou, hoping that the People's Revolutionary League could divide the imperial examinations and promote Confucianism, Baiyulou didn't even have the desire to look.

Most of these Confucian scholars are just playing lip service, and letting them enter the Human Revolutionary Union will only pollute the inside.

After all, the economic foundation determines the position. People who could study in the classical era all started as small landlords. Do you really think that they study for peace and harmony in the world and great harmony in the world?

Don't be kidding, most of these scholars are opportunists, they just plan to use Confucianism as a stepping stone to gain fame and fortune for themselves and benefit their family.

There are not many Confucian scholars who really serve the country and the people. Even if there are such idealists, it is estimated that they will not be able to stay in the officialdom for a long time.

From the beginning, Bai Yulou did not count on these traditional scholar-bureaucrats and scholars. He does not need to adapt to the times, but needs the times to adapt to him.

If Liu Jinyuan couldn't awaken himself, even if he went to Panyu, Bai Yulou would have to choose to die.

The streets are very clean, completely different from the small cities in Song Dynasty.

Many widowed and lonely elderly people are arranged to become sanitation workers and health inspectors, maintaining the sanitation system of the entire city.

Liu Jinyuan saw with his own eyes that after being fined for spitting, he was spanked with a bamboo stick in the street.

Tyranny! This is the brutal law of the Qin Dynasty! Liu Jinyuan's face was a little ugly.

Suddenly he met two young scholars with the same traditional hairstyle. When the other party saw the unfamiliar Liu Jinyuan, he couldn't help leaning forward.

One of the well-dressed scholars in Tsing Yi cupped his hands and asked: Xia Chufu, the cursive character is Keming, brother Tai has a good eye, but he came from a foreign place?

In Liu Jinyuan, cursive characters Siqi, people from Bianjing.

Liu Jinyuan from Bianjing? Is he the champion of the new division? Another white-clothed scholar's eyes lit up.

Liu Jinyuan hurriedly fooled around: It's just the same name, I don't know the last name of brother Gao?

It turned out to be the same name, and how could the number one scholar come to this Hu Feng's land. My next one is Zhang Mingyu, with the cursive characters Tongguang. The scholar in white clasped his hands and replied.

The two are locals from Yueyang?

Chu Fu nodded, but Zhang Mingyu shook his head: Oh! My family was forcibly relocated from Wuzhou.

Brother Liu, Tong Guang, and this girl, why don't we go to a teahouse and have a drink and talk in detail. Chu Fu suggested.

it is good.

It's better to obey than to respect.

I listen to my cousin.

After a while, they came to a small shop called Yunwu Tea House.

The small shop is on the side of the old moat, and on the other side of the river is an endless farmland. Because it is close to the new district, it is not built in the old city, but outside the city.

In Yueyang in December, although the wind was howling, it did not snow.

I ordered a small charcoal stove and Longjing tea, plus some small pastries.

Everyone chatted while drinking tea.

Brother Chu, Brother Zhang, I'm new here and I don't know the situation here, so please give me your advice.

Chu Fu vomited bitterly with grief and indignation: Brother Liu should return to Bianjing as soon as possible after recovering from his illness! There is no imperial examination here, they only recruit the sons of farmers and artisans as officials.

How do the children of farmers and artisans become officials? They can't read big characters, isn't this nonsense? Liu Jinyuan added another dissatisfaction with the NRTU.

Zhang Mingyu explained: They are engaged in compulsory education, and now many schools are being built in various places, and there are even schools in the countryside.

Huh? Compulsory education?

Chu Fu explained: Children who have reached the age of 8, regardless of gender, must receive 6 years of compulsory education. The money is paid by the government, and a lunch is included.

This is a good thing! Isn't this the teaching of a saint without discrimination? Liu Jinyuan was a little surprised.

But this school doesn't teach the Four Books and Five Classics, but Dao Ge Wu Lu. My Confucian classics only account for less than eleven of the Chinese. If this continues, the inheritance of the sacred and unique studies will be broken. Alas! Alas! Chu Fu was heartbroken Said.

Zhang Mingyu also had a look of distraught grief: The records of Daoge's objects are all about strange and obscene skills. If things go on like this, the ethics of Gangchang will surely collapse, and the country will be destroyed.

Liu Jinyuan was also full of grief and indignation at this time: If you go against God's will so much, you will be punished by God in the future.

at this moment.

On the road not far away, a group of teenagers, led by a few middle-aged men, lined up and walked towards the distance in unison. They sang in unison as they walked.

Who are we? We are the children of the people!

Who are we? We are the masters of the world!

Who are we? We are the builders of Datong!

Ah... Datong World will surely succeed!

That is a world where everyone has enough food and clothing!

That is a world where everyone reads and understands the truth!

That is a world where everyone is equal and democratic!

Ah... this is Datong World!

With resonant singing voices and powerful steps, these teenagers are full of vigor.

Liu Jinyuan was a little stunned. In the feudal era, in the system of monarchs and ministers, saying that he is the master of the world is no less than writing anti-poetry.

And the Human Revolutionary League actually instilled such thoughts in children, which made Liu Jinyuan extremely terrified.

Chu Fu and Zhang Mingyu were not much better either.

Who are we? We are the enemy's nightmare!

Who are we? We are rotten cleaners!

Who are we? We are gravediggers of the old world!

Ah... Datong World will surely succeed!

...

The singing gradually faded away.

The hearts of Liu Jinyuan and the others were cold.

Are they crazy?

Chu Fu shook his head: That person can sweep half of the country, relying on this method, the evil way of killing the rich and helping the poor to win people's hearts.

Zhang Mingyu, shaking his head, stood by the fence and pointed to the field across the river:

Wealth in the world has its own definite number. Killing the rich and helping the poor is just a crooked way of drinking poison to quench thirst. There is also that ridiculous mu catty tax. Without land tax, how can the country be rich and strong? This is the way to kill.

This is also what Liu Jinyuan didn't understand: You two, do they really only collect one catty of grain per mu of land?

Chu Fu did not deny this either: My family's 3,000 mu of land was forcibly bought by the government, and now there are only 120 mu of land left, but they really only harvest 12 catties of rice this season.

Liu Jinyuan suddenly realized: In this way, the government must be very short of food, no wonder they didn't go all out to attack the Central Plains.

But among the guests at another table not far away, a short-haired young man suddenly said:

Ridiculous! How ridiculous are the rotten scholars!

You... Chu Fu stared angrily at the table.

Liu Jinyuan hurriedly grabbed Chu Fu, then cupped his hands and asked, Dare to ask this brother, what is so ridiculous about us?

Hahaha... The young man looked up to the sky and laughed, Confucian disciples are nothing more than that, do they really think that half of the Analects can rule the world? Neither Yang Zhu nor Guanzi have read it, have they?

Huh! The merchants are not good at business, and they smell of copper all over their bodies. Why should my saint disciples talk about business? Chu Fu sneered.

Really? So you are immortals who don't eat the fireworks of the world? Hehehe... The young man said in a strange way.

What? Chu Fu couldn't react for a while.

It was Liu Jinyuan who heard the implication, but he also despised the businessman and Yang Zhu's way: Do you think you can make the country rich and the army strong by relying on Yang Zhu's skills?

Furu, don't you all see the world with your own eyes? Learning is not born out of books, but down-to-earth.

Liu Jinyuan was also a little angry: Then I want to hear your high opinion.

Today, I will open your eyes and understand what economics is. The young man continued:

The state controls the monopoly of salt, iron, cloth and grain, while peasant households realize low taxes through equalization of land, and industrial households through wages, so as to realize the wealth of the people.

In this way, the government can use money to buy grain and agricultural products from farmers, and farmers get money to purchase industrial products; workers work in government-run factories to get wages, and wages can buy food and industrial products;

In this way, the government has obtained industrial products, food, and taxation. This is a mutually beneficial and win-win cycle. Now you know where the money comes from?

Absurd! This is to compete with the people for profit, and the government is a merchant, which is simply insulting. Chu Fu retorted with a flushed face.

The young man glanced at him contemptuously: Compete with the people? Is it degrading? Who are you, the people? You can't be yourself, right?

Hahaha... The other tea guests also laughed loudly.

You... Chu Fu trembled with anger.

The young man was unreasonable and continued to spout: The government does not do business, so do you have to rely on you disciples of saints to do business? Aren't you scholar-bureaucrats and nobles behind those profiteers?

Another bearded man said indignantly:

That's right, the Dongting Lake was flooded a few years ago, and the brother-in-law of the magistrate of Yueyang hoarded 8,000 shi of rice, and deliberately set fire to the official storehouse. This is the face of a saint's disciple.

Wang Juren's family in the west of the city is also full of poetry and books. Last year, tenants in Xiaoba Township were hit by a disaster and wanted to ask Wang Juren for a season of grace. As a result, several tenants were beaten to death by his servants.

and also……

Many tea drinkers unscrupulously exposed the cruelty and cruelty of these scholar-officials and landlords.

This made Liu Jinyuan's face very gloomy. He wanted to refute, but he didn't know how to speak.

But Zhang Mingyu didn't give in, he retorted: These are just black sheep, they cannot represent disciples of saints.

It's a joke. Since you said that they are not disciples of saints, why didn't the Song Dynasty abolish their fame?

The officials are only deceived by villains, as long as I wait for Qingliu...

The young man waved his hand: If his old Zhao family can do it, they won't be able to take back Youyun Sixteen Prefectures and Hetao. They also send New Year's coins to Beiliao every year. It's a big laugh.

Another fatal blow.

In fact, the Northern Song Dynasty also attached great importance to commerce, but the corruption of officials was too serious, coupled with the continuous annexation of land by literati, nobles and landlords, resulting in huge income, but also huge expenditure.

And the more terrible problem is that the expenditure has not been used reasonably.

For example, when a catastrophe occurred in the Song Dynasty, the young and strong among the victims were usually incorporated into the Xiang army. Although this model could prevent the victims from rebelling, manpower was wasted.

If it is possible to carry out work-for-relief, organize a large amount of infrastructure construction, and make rational use of these youths, it is possible for the Song Dynasty to revitalize the three-redundancy problem.

It's a pity that the corruption of officials in the Song Dynasty was slightly better than that in the Ming Dynasty.

It is estimated that Bianjing allocated 10,000 guan funds, only half of which will be left after leaving Bianjing, and only one-tenth of it may be left when it arrives in the local area.

If you encounter greedy ones, you may swallow them all directly.

Then, in order to complete the task of the imperial court, either fooling around or passing it on to ordinary people, no matter which possibility is, it is a very bad thing.

But that was the local norm in feudal times.

This is also the reason for Bai Yulou's continuous internal purification. As long as the public affairs system does not degenerate, the Human Revolutionary Union can mobilize all the forces to the maximum.

If the public service system is corrupted, it will not only lead to a decline in social efficiency, but also lead to ineffective use of resources.

The three redundant issues in the Song Dynasty is a very typical negative teaching material.

If the productivity and income of the Song Dynasty can be used 100% effectively, the Northern Liao and Xixia can be completely exhausted with money and resources.

In the debate in the teahouse, Liu Jinyuan and others fell into a disadvantage.

After being so bullied by everyone that they couldn't refute it, Chu Fu and Zhang Mingyu were stubborn and insisted on using the Four Books and Five Classics to make nonsense sophistry.

Liu Jinyuan was a little disappointed about this.

If the saints and disciples all over the world are like this, and they have no way to refute the actual evidence of others, so they just use sophistry to mess around, can such people really rule the country and the world?

This is the first time that Liu Jinyuan doubts the knowledge of saints and disciples of saints. Is it really so unbearable?

Once the seeds of doubt are planted, they will take root and germinate uncontrollably.

The teahouse broke up after discussing the Tao.

On the way back, Liu Jinyuan looked at the horizon of the setting sun, and his heart was full of hesitation and fear.

Lin Yueru comforted: Cousin, don't worry about your knowledge. The big thing now is to rest assured and recover from illness. As long as I can live a happy life, I will be satisfied.

For a moment, Liu Jinyuan was stunned.

Yes! If the people can live and work in peace and contentment, and the country can be rich and strong, then what is this knowledge and what does it matter.

The Xia, Shang and Zhou Dynasties before the rise of Confucianism and Taoism also existed for thousands of years.

Could it be that this is what the ancients said: Heaven is permanent, it does not exist for Yao, and does not perish for Jie.

Is this how the Datong world is realized?

Questions emerged in Liu Jinyuan's heart. He was troubled by these questions, and at the same time, he was more eager to know everything about the Human Revolutionary League to answer his inner doubts.

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