The Young Master Is Fierce Chapter 746: A chance encounter

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Under the governance of Yan Xiwen, Yao County completely changed in just two years.

As the carriage traveled along, in addition to the workshops of Xishan Industry, there were now dozens of new workshops in Yao County.

Those workshops are still busy, and the county town of Yao County is also a scene of busy traffic.

"Look, when I came to Yao County two years ago, about 30% of the shops on these two sides were not open. But now? Even on such a snowy day, these shops are open, not just open, Their business is pretty good."

The carriage drove slowly on the street paved with bluestone slabs. After hearing Fu Xiaoguan's words, Yu Wendao turned his head and looked out the window.

He saw the bustling crowd and the joy on their faces.

"The prosperity of a country does not depend on how much money is stored in the national treasury, but on whether the people's pockets are rich."

"There is a sentence in the book "The Analects of Confucius, Yan Yuan", which is usually ignored by emperors. It goes like this: 'If the people are enough, who is the king and not enough? When the people are not enough, which king is enough?' It means that if the people are rich, the king will not be rich, and if the people are not rich, you will not be truly rich..."

Fu Xiaoguan took a deep breath and said again: "What is the way of a king? The sacred science believes that the subjects should be ruled with 'benevolent government' and 'benevolence and righteousness'. It is a kind of power and a means. The emphasis is on the word rule. But I thought otherwise.”

Yu Wenwen withdrew his gaze and looked at Fu Xiaoguan in surprise.

"Then what do you think is the way of a king?"

"Let the people not be afraid of the powerful, and when faced with power, they should not grovel or flatter. If they encounter something unfair, they should dare to fight unyieldingly and have a place to appeal..."

Fu Xiaoguan did not say this sentence. He just smiled and said a few words: "Give them enough freedom!"

Yu Daodao thought for a moment, "This will breed unruly people!"

Fu Xiaoguan was noncommittal, "Maybe."

He did not argue with Yu Wendao, nor did he instill his thoughts into Yu Wendao.

A year ago, he would have done that, but he would never do that now. It was childish and... stupid!

It is a stupid thing for you to talk about equality, freedom, and democracy to people who lived in feudal society thousands of years ago.

So every time he thought about the beautiful country he talked about in Yan Mansion, he would be extremely ashamed - thinking that he had thoughts that transcended this world for thousands of years, thinking that such thoughts could destroy this ancient world like a violent storm. Thoughts are washed clean, but in fact such thoughts are like a drop of oil falling into the sea. Not only can it not turn the entire sea into oil, but it cannot even merge into the sea.

If it were not for his protection, the grass on the grave might be as tall as one person.

When I think of the tomb, I think of Xu Yunqing’s tomb.

Now that I'm here, I'll go back to Linjiang tomorrow to pay homage.

……

……

Yan Xiwen took off his bamboo hat, patted the snow on his body, walked into the gate of the county government, and shouted: "The Chinese New Year is coming soon. Old Bi Ming'er will take a few people to visit the workshops and give some away. I'll give you a small gift and let's see if they have any other difficulties they need to solve..."

He walked to the side door of the inner hall and stopped, turned around and said: "By the way, there are also those poor households who were counted last month. Let's go to Old Wei and buy some meat noodles for the Chinese New Year. Let’s order some oil.”

County Prime Minister Lao Bi and Lord Bo Laowei bowed their hands in agreement, and Yan Xiwen walked into the backyard and into the west wing.

There was a stove burning in the west wing, and a down-and-out young man was sitting at the tea table.

He was making tea. When Yan Xiwen came in, he looked up and said, "Just in time, this tea is good, Junshan Silver Needle, but it's a pity that it wasn't stored well and it's a bit stale."

"Zhuo Liuyun, are you a dog? I hid the tea so carefully and you dug it out?"

He is actually Zhuo Liuyun, the magistrate of Yunlai County, Jiannan West Road!

"Keep it for what you are doing? If you don't drink it, the tea will be useless in the spring."

Yan Xiwen sat down opposite Zhuo Liuyun, looked carefully at Zhuo Liuyun's dusty face, and asked in a low voice: "What has your kid committed?"

"Inaction... Yunlai County was included in the reform pilot this year, but Yunlai County did not attract any businessmen. After Qiu Wei, His Majesty ordered me to be fucked, and Jinke Tanhua went to Yunlai County to work as a businessman. The county magistrate."

Yan Xiwen sighed slightly and thought for a moment, "Just stay with me and be a master."

Zhuo Liuyun shook his head and poured two cups of tea, "I don't want to be an official anymore, and I didn't come here to find you just to get a job."

Yan Xiwen was startled and frowned, "Then what do you want to do?"

"Business."

"..."

“I don’t have any capital, so after much deliberation, I have no choice but to ask you to borrow some money.”

Yan Xiwen was even more surprised. Zhuo Liuyun's family background was pretty good, how could he be like this?

Zhuo Liuyun did not explain that he had abandoned all his wealth in Yunlai County by selling iron and steel. Seeing that Yunlai County had improved, he was dismissed by the emperor.

To whom can I pour this bitter water?

There is no need to pour it.

All that hard work has been poured into Yunlai County, and all the pride and ambition have now been extinguished.

He has no ambition to be an official again, but he has to support his family after all - he married Yan Ximei, the granddaughter of the county magistrate Yan Gao, and is currently living in a rented house in Jinling.

The family was ruined by him, his parents were extremely disappointed in him, and he had no shame to stay at home.

Now that Yan Ximei is pregnant, he will soon be a father, and he must shoulder the burden of the family.

"Tell me, how much do you need?"

"...fifty taels."

"Fifty taels of silver is a **** business. If you want to do it, make it bigger. I'll give you five hundred taels!"

Zhuo Liuyun's hand holding the teapot paused and trembled slightly, "Aren't you afraid that a scholar like me will lose everything in my business?"

"If you lose, you lose. It's a big deal. Look at how dirty you are. Go and wash yourself off. Stay with me for a few days and let's go back to Beijing together."

Zhuo Liuyun put down the teapot, "Okay!"

He stood up and was about to go out when he saw the door of the west wing open.

A man walked into the snow and wind. He seemed familiar. He looked carefully and was shocked. He opened his mouth in disbelief.

Yan Xiwen also looked back and stood up suddenly, "No...could it be that the wind and snow brought you here?"

Fu Xiaoguan laughed and walked in, and then Yan Xiwen and Zhuo Liuyun were shocked again - the fifth prince Yu Wendao entered right after him!

Then behind were two beautiful women and a burly swordsman.

Fu Xiaoguan was slightly startled when he saw Zhuo Liuyun here, "Brother Zhuo is here too, it's really fate!"

Zhuo Liuyun quickly raised his hands in salute, and Brother Zhuo made him ashamed, "Hello, Uncle Ding'an, hello, Your Highness!"

"You're so polite when you get to Yan Xiwen's place, Yan Xiwen, what are you doing standing around? Hurry up and get some good wine and food!"