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When Fang Jifan walked out of Daming Palace alone, he seemed to be dreaming.
The emperor's heart is unpredictable, and the routine is too deep.
As for how Xiao Zhu is doing, Fang Jifan doesn¡¯t want to know.
¡°After allit is only natural for me to beat my son.
Just like when Fang Jifan doesn't get his way sometimes, he also wants to take Fang Zhengqing out and beat him up.
Life is so stressful, isn¡¯t giving birth to a son just for the sake of beating him?
Only a man who has started a family and has a baby can understand this feeling.
Fang Jifan put his hands behind his back, got on the carriage, and left quickly, staying far away from the place where this was wrong.
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A philosopher once said: I need three things: love, friendship and books. However, there is so much connection between these three! Fierce love can enrich the content of books, and books are people's most loyal friends.
But what Fang Jifan needed was money.
People who need love, friendship and books are often selfish people, and all their worldviews are derived from their own needs.
Fang Jifan was different from these self-centered philosophers. What he inherited was the thought of Confucius.
Although much of Confucius¡¯ knowledge has been interpreted in various ways and eventually decayed, the essence of his thoughts is still rooted in the hearts of every generation for the next two thousand years: family, country, and world!
Fang Jifan needs money, not because he wants to be a good person, but what he wants is a paradise where his children and grandchildren can live and work in peace and contentment.
Those who want to use their ideas to benefit the world may just want to use their ideas to exchange the money and power in your hands with you.
Just like the colonists love to give you the Holy Spirit, but take away your land.
Fang Jifan is not such a person. A person who uses his wealth to help the world is a truly pure person, a person who has escaped from vulgar tastes.
Because no matter how sweet words are packaged, no matter how the so-called benevolence, justice and morality are disguised, after all, what people need is just to eat and drink enough.
In a land where people are dying of hunger and where there is shocking poverty everywhere, people who can still call themselves modest gentlemen and preach the so-called Great Way are like a white lotus in the mud. Although the white lotus is white and blooming, when viewed from a distance, It is holy and cannot be violated, but in fact, its roots absorb nutrients from the mud.
Fang Jifan is a good man.
He despises the poor.
But now, the price of pig iron has soared tenfold.
The loss of weapons from the arsenal has stimulated the market even more, and everyone is going crazy.
This group of crazy people are like flies. Even if the price is ten times higher, no one will sell the pig iron.
Steel workshops are rising one after another, but the supply of pig iron is still stretched.
Wang Jinyuan was so anxious that he looked around for sources of pig iron.
¡°Evenmany ordinary people have begun to look around for old pots at home, and even look for any household items containing iron, hoping to sell them to people who buy pig iron.
" Merchants have advantages, but they also have disadvantages.
The DPRK has been shaken.
Although the arsenal case left people frightened, the shortage of pig iron suddenly caused the Ming Dynasty, which had a stable supply, to reach the point where the Tatars were as stretched for iron weapons.
A call for raids on merchants has begun.
And the merchants also showed their short-sightedness.
Knowing that the temple shouted and killed, but this product had to be hoarded. This is a ten or twenty -fold profit, which is enough to make anyone risk.
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Emperor Hongzhi felt increasingly worried about this.
Today is the lecture. Zhu Houzhao suddenly became much more honest. Today he came and knelt here obediently, as if he was listening attentively, like a tamed monkey. Unfortunately, there is no such thing in this world. Zhu Houzhao didn't know about the blossoming of literature and sports. Hundreds of years later, Monkey would become a master and establish a sect.
The Hanlins each sat down. Before the lecture began, an Hanlin stood up and said, "Your Majesty, pig iron has reached the point where the price has reached the point where there is no market. Will the common people have to use stone tools to cultivate and sow seeds in the future, and the officers and soldiers will not be able to use them?" Fight with all your strength for the stone. I heard that many of the guarding eunuchs actually colluded with merchants and secretly hoarded pig iron I wonder if your majesty has heard of this."
Because of these words, Fang Jifan said, Liu Wenshan said, now a king is not an official, but this is also the case.
Wang Bushi was sweating profusely, and his own back was already soaked. He had to bite the bullet and said: "So I am thinking that this invisible hand will inevitably cause merchants to search for sources of goods and the market." There is a lag, so pig iron continues to rise, and there is a price but no market. But once once a steady supply of supplies begins to replenish the market, the situation of price but no market will first change, and then, The price of pig iron will return to where it should be. Chen probably believes that within this month, pig iron may experience a sharp decline. In the end, the price will stabilize at two to three times the price at the beginning of the year. This is a reasonable price. , after that, the market may fluctuate, but these fluctuations are generally acceptable"
Emperor Hongzhi took a breath of cold air, and Wang Bushi's voice was trembling.
Wang Bushi knew that he was doomed.
The last trace of his innocence was gone. Now he was thinking about the old city, and he actually showed his flaws. When he spoke, his voice was hoarse, and he had to walk all the way to the dark, and continued to speak. My own opinion.
"The king is not an official!" Someone said angrily: "What books do you read all day long?"
A Hanlin roared angrily.
Many Hanlin scholars do not even resent Liu Wenshan, because what can they expect from Fang Jifan's disciples?
But what they hate most are traitors like Wang Bushi. Traitors are ten thousand times more hateful than enemies. (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com