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Chapter 1035: Don’t Let the South Become Powerful

In fact, not everyone agrees with what Prince Yu is learning in the Mohist base.

Wang Tingxiang disagreed and once said that Prince Yu should learn the ways of an emperor rather than the skills of a craftsman.

Since joining the Mohist school, Wang Tingxiang has been the person in charge of Mohism. Wang Tingxiang secretly admires Jiang Qingzhi's broad-mindedness of not employing people if he doubts them, and trusting people if he employs them.

For people with great talents, we must be open and honest in our use... Jiang Qingzhi said to Xu Wei and others who opposed this decision at the time: "The more arrogant a person is, the more he likes to put on airs. I put Wang Tingxiang in charge of Mohism, which means he is put on an arrogance. He will not come down."

This is what it means when a gentleman dies for his friend.

Since taking charge of Mohism, Wang Tingxiang has been doing his job conscientiously, and Jiang Qingzhi treated him very generously. However, every time Xu Wei saw Wang Tingxiang dressed very simply, he could not help but ask him why.

Wang Tingxiang did not answer, so Xu Wei went to inquire and learned that most of Wang Tingxiang's monthly salary was used to support students.

The earliest batch of students of Mohism outside the city came from poor families. Their families could not afford to eat, but they could just barely fill their stomachs.

Some students had difficulty affording three meals a day at home, but fortunately the Mohist School provided two meals for free. Wang Tingxiang once received a report that several students were hiding food.

Wang Tingxiang was furious and called a few students over.

After some questioning, Wang Tingxiang learned that these students came from poor families. They were able to eat and drink enough at Mohism, but when they thought of their hungry parents and siblings at home, they could not help but take some food and hide it, and bring it home to feed their families.

There is no limit on the number of people in Moxue’s cafeteria. As long as you can eat, you can get unlimited food.

Several students took advantage of this rule and hid some at a time. The person serving food in the cafeteria discovered what was going on and reported it to their superiors.

Wang Tingxiang beat several students with a stick, gave each of them a hundred coins, and asked them to take them home.

From then on, Wang Tingxiang would use most of his monthly salary to support poor students in Mohism.

"We are very curious. Long Wilbur could have funded those students out of his own pocket and gained a good reputation. Why did he let Mr. Wang fund them privately?"

Prince Yu went to study and Yang Xi had nothing to do. He happened to meet Zhou Xia and asked him about this matter.

When Prince Yu learned about this, he just sighed for a while.

Zhou Xia was in charge of the Mohist base, and he had a lot of things to do every day. He finally got some free time and sat by the wall to enjoy the cool. He said lazily, "The teacher said that we should help people in emergencies but not in poverty. Giving money every month may seem kind and benevolent, but it will encourage those people's laziness. Besides, it's not a bad thing to let Mr. Wang provide private funding."

"Tsk! Helping in emergencies but not in poverty... that's right." Yang Xi felt that this was really the case. "Why isn't it a bad thing to ask Mr. Wang for funding?"

Zhou Xia suddenly missed his teacher's medicinal cigarettes. He had smoked them once and found the taste... how to put it! Weird, but very memorable.

“The more effort a person puts into something, the more reluctant he is to let it go.”

Yang Xi was stunned.

"Chang Wilbur wants to keep Mr. Wang?"

"Staying is not a problem, it's a matter of how to use people." Zhou Xia learned a lot from his teacher. "Mohism is the foundation of my Mohist school and my teacher. Those who master Mohism must devote all their efforts and do their best.

The teacher once said that it is not difficult to make a person work hard for one or two years, but it is difficult to make him work hard for a long time. Therefore, the best way is to make Mohism the focus of Mr. Wang’s efforts.

What Jiang Qingzhi said at that time was: Let Mohism become Wang Tingxiang's career and lifelong pursuit.

The most brilliant way of employing people in later generations is not to offer generous compensation, but to turn work into an employee's career and pursuit.

"Zhou Xia."

Just as I was talking about Wang Tingxiang, this person came over and hurried over to ask, "How about changing today's work class to the afternoon?"

Mohism has a workshop, which is a practical course. The workshop is their classroom.

Zhou Xia stood up and asked, "Why change the date?"

The workshop is already prepared. Aren't you letting us down by rescheduling the school?

Wang Tingxiang had a look of anger between his brows. "A student's family came and asked if the student wanted to work in the workshop after graduation. I asked who said this, and they said that people outside were saying this."

Yang Xi felt that this matter was a bit strange.

Just as the court was opposing the Mohist base and withdrawing craftsmen from the Ministry of Works, rumors began to spread outside.

Don't underestimate this rumor. For those parents of students, they would rather let their children farm or do business than become craftsmen.

Once you become a craftsman, if you are not careful you may end up becoming a mere craftsman.

The household registration system of the Ming Dynasty was a mess. If one person was a craftsman, all his children and grandchildren would be craftsmen.

It would be fine for craftsmen, but they have to bring their own dry food and work for the government every month for free... It's similar to forced labor.

Who is willing to do it?

The so-called scholars, farmers, merchants and artisans are the four classes of people in order of seniority. But in fact, except for scholars, the other three classes have already switched positions.

Scholars come first, merchants come second, farmers come third, and finally craftsmen.

Of course, there are also the worst military households.

That is, a warrior.

So when the parents heard these rumors, they couldn't sit still.

Zhou Xia frowned, "This wind comes at a bad time."

Wang Tingxiang said, "I am not a scholar who only sees the world from a narrow perspective. Chang Wei Bo went south to clean up Songjiang Prefecture and Nanzhili, which shocked the capital. Those people wanted to use this to attack Chang Wei Bo. It was just a trick of "encircling Wei to save Zhao". But those students are now uneasy, so we have to give them a definite answer on this matter."

He looked at Zhou Xia and said, "How about sending someone to ask for instructions from Chief Wilbur?"

Zhou Xia shook his head and said firmly: "The teacher is very dissatisfied with the current household registration system and said that the former Tang Dynasty's military system is a lesson for us. Mr. Wang can go and tell the families of those students that these disciples will not become artisan households!"

Wang Tingxiang's brows relaxed, "Then I have an idea. By the way, there are rumors outside that my Mohist School lacks craftsmen, and after failing to challenge the Ministry of Works, they set their sights on the students, which led to this dispute."

"This was premeditated." Zhou Xia said calmly, "Don't worry, Mr. Wang. In half a month at most, our new batch of craftsmen will be able to start their careers."

"it is good!"

Wang Tingxiang left in a hurry.

Yang Xi sighed, "Besiege Wei to save Zhao?"

Zhou Xia sneered, "Teacher has long said that if you rely on mountains, they will fall; if you rely on people, they will run away. If the Mohist School wants to grow and develop, practicing internal skills is the kingly way. As for external forces, they cannot be relied upon."

Yang Xi pondered over these words, and after Prince Yu finished his studies for the day, he followed him back to the palace.

"You're just rubbing your skin and itching. If you have something to say, just tell me." Prince Yu said unhappily.

"Let's talk about this matter..." Yang Xi told Prince Yu what he had seen and heard today, and finally said: "I feel that Chang Wei Bo's way of employing people is quite subtle." What he didn't dare to ask was: Has Chang Wei Bo ever taught His Highness this way of employing people?

This statement seems to be intended to sow discord.

Prince Yu was stunned.

After returning to the palace and having lunch, Changle came to find Prince Yu, saying that she was bringing breakfast to the Taoist priest.

Dao Ye's work and rest schedule is reversed. He gets up after others have had lunch.

"Alright."

Prince Yu and his sister went all the way to Xiyuan.

"Third brother, when will my cousin return to Beijing?"

Changle asked while holding the food box.

Prince Yu felt a little dizzy from the midday sun and said lazily, "Probably autumn!"

If he knew that his uncle was surfing the sea at that moment, he would probably change his words and say it was probably in winter.

"Hey!"

Prince Yu was somewhat envious of Changle. "Now that no one in the palace dares to offend you, and your father dotes on you, what else is there for you to sigh about?"

Changle said: "The last time I went to Xin'an Lane, Dapeng could already call me mom and dad, but mom was there and dad wasn't."

"Is Dapeng fun?" Prince Yu felt that Changle had the tendency to be the female intellectual that his cousin described, and was a little sentimental, so he changed the subject.

"Fun." Changle recounted how fun Dapeng was, and complained that his two brothers had not yet married so that they could have a few children to play with.

"It will take another one or two years." Prince Yu also had some expectations for his future wife.

When they arrived at Yongshou Palace, the Taoist priest had already gotten up and was discussing matters with several ministers.

Changle said obediently that she would go for a walk, and Prince Yu listened in through a door, which could also be considered as observing the government.

The Taoist priest was wearing a Taoist robe and looked increasingly thinner, in stark contrast to the old Yuanfu who had recently started to gain weight.

Yan Song, Zhu Xizhong, Cui Yuan, and Xu Jie were the five ministers.

"Chang Wei Bo submitted a memorial asking the court to send craftsmen to the south, saying that they wanted to open a workshop. I don't understand. It would be fine if the court opened a workshop, but why did they have to go to the south?"

Yan Song spoke at a moderate speed, and even slower when he came to the key points, as if he was choosing his words carefully. "The workshops outside the Mohist city are also asking for craftsmen. The number of craftsmen requested by both sides puts the Ministry of Works in a difficult position..."

"I can't do that." Cui Yuan added, "The Ministry of Industry is here."

Minister of Industry Jiang Hua was a little confused, "Yes, quite a few people are missing."

Yan Song nodded and continued, "This matter has put the Ministry of Works in a difficult position."

This statement implies that Jiang Hua of the Ministry of Industry supports Jiang Qingzhi and is willing to weaken the power of the Ministry of Industry for this purpose.

Jiang Hua's eyelids twitched, but he didn't refute.

Yan Song said: "In this case, I think that the request of Chang Wei Bo for the craftsmen should be rejected. It is not allowed."

After saying this, he lowered his eyes and waited for the Taoist's decision.

Jiang Hua, the person involved, had acquiesced to the matter, so Zhu Xizhong was in no position to speak up.

The Taoist thought of the letter that Jiang Qingzhi had written earlier. In the letter, Jiang Qingzhi elaborated on his ideas on the future development of maritime trade and industry and commerce in the south.

——We can’t let the South become too powerful!

Taoist priest summed it up in just one sentence.

Once the South goes out to sea for trade, with its industrial and commercial scale and if it goes all out, within five years, the Southern economy will see a huge leap forward.

And then?
"Tell me, after people have money, a huge amount of money, what else will they pursue?"

Daoye suddenly asked this seemingly irrelevant question.

The important officials were silent.

Outside the door, Prince Yu said, "Father, you will pursue power."

He is worthy of being my son, this is a great compliment.

Yan Song coughed dryly, "Your Majesty, even a skilled worker in the Ministry of Works cannot cook without rice."

no one!

What can I give to Jiang Qingzhi?
Actually, it’s not that there are no people, but there are many projects to be done in the court. We can’t just stop those things, right?

After Jiang Qingzhi went south, he killed people everywhere and his momentum was too strong. If he continued to forcibly demand craftsmen, he would make too many enemies.

Daoye narrowed his eyes, "This matter..."

"Father."

The Taoist was about to nod, but when he heard this he asked, "What's the matter?"

Prince Yu said behind the door: "The Ministry of Works does not need to worry about the craftsmen."

Everyone: "..."

"Is what you said true, Your Highness?" Cui Yuan reminded kindly.

"Of course it's accurate." Prince Yu said confidently: "We have returned from outside the city, and there is no shortage of craftsmen in the Mo family workshop!"

Zhou Xia said half a month, but Prince Yu knew that, let alone half a month, even if it was half a year, under the overwhelming opposition in the court, Mohist School and Jiang Qingzhi would never bow their heads.

"In addition, Zhou Xia said that we should all be well from now on."

I don't want your craftsmen, I'm sorry, and you don't ask for them later.

Let’s separate from now on!
What the hell!

Yan Song was startled, but Cui Yuan smiled and said, "Zhou Xia is young and energetic, can he make the decision?"

Prince Yu said firmly: "I can guarantee this!"

(End of this chapter)