Chapter 183 A Teachable Child
"I wonder if you have heard of the group of people who passed through the county a few days ago and killed hundreds of people who came out of the city to intercept them?"
"Didn't they say that they were just passing rioters? They were fought back by County Magistrate Liu!"
"Tsk! What an ignorant and brainless thing! That was Liu Wendou's words. You are a well-educated person. How can you believe what he said? Besides, which rioters have so many muskets that can wipe out hundreds of people outside the city in a blink of an eye? And then walk away? Have you seen it?"
A young man from the Bai family, one of the five major families, immediately came out to refute, forcing the unbeliever to blush and feel ashamed.
"What the young man from the Bai family said is right. Those people a few days ago were not so-called rioters at all." Deng Wentian slowly solved the mystery for everyone.
"They are the Keelung Army, escorting a batch of goods from the Qin and Han Merchants and were originally going to Huizhou and Chaozhou, but the county inspector was jealous and wanted to make a fortune. As for the result, everyone saw it."
At this time, everyone began to calm down and connected all the things Deng Wentian said together for analysis.
Buying land in Shanpu, escorting goods across the border by the Keelung Army, and also related to the approaching death.
The smart ones understood the mystery in a short while, and those who were slightly stupid also understood the general idea under the guidance of others.
This series of words were put together, and this was an extremely terrible event that could cost the lives of their entire family.
"It's not one or two years since Keelung's products came out, and everyone knows this. Some time ago, I learned from a good friend at sea that the Keelung army was attacking Fuso, and at that time, the grain prices of everyone's families increased a lot. But recently, my old friend said that the general of Keelung and the general of Fuso shook hands and made peace. Think about their recent actions..."
"Usually, Keelung's goods were only unloaded at the mouth of the river, and then brought into the city to be sold by merchants from all over the country, or we bought goods from the big island and sold them to various places in Lingdong. Keelung's goods are good quality and cheap, and there are thousands of good things. We wish they would send more and make money together."
"But now the matter in front of us is very simple and bad. Keelung's merchants or Keelung's army intend to kick us out and ship goods to the hinterland of Lingnan!"
Grandpa Deng's words were like a handful of salt sprinkled into a boiling oil pan, which was extremely hot. The emotions of the crowd were immediately mobilized and became excited.
If Keelung merchants or the Keelung military directly opened stores in Shanpu and sold to the hinterland of Lingnan, then these actual distributors and agents would not have so much business and profit. Even if they still supplied goods to themselves, their status would inevitably plummet.
One is the owner of the goods, and the other is the outsider.
Even if you don’t think about it, you know that the guest can’t beat the owner!
These big families in Lingnan are essentially tenants in Keelung’s business, working for them and doing hard work to earn hard-earned money.
Although it’s hard, everyone is happy to earn money, and no one has made any excessive demands.
However, it’s obvious that the boss is going to open his own store, and he won’t even give them the hard-earned money!
No! Absolutely not!
In the so-called traditional agricultural society of Daming, the real rich people are not those so-called landlords on the surface, but those businessmen and landlords.
Those landlords who live in the countryside and rely on land rent for their living are also reluctant to eat meat. The houses they live in are at most thirteen-story bricks, and the rest are adobe. They have nothing except the dozens of acres of land at home.
They have no money and no power.
The merchant-landlord class is the middle class from ancient times to the present. They come to me, the peasants and tenants, the lower class; the money of the merchants can also make it easier for them to contact the powerful class, collude with officials and businessmen, and bully the people.
This is the reason why agriculture has been emphasized and commerce has been suppressed since ancient times. However, even if all monarchs understand the relationship between the seriousness of the relationship, they cannot eliminate it. Merchants are an indispensable part of social development.
When Zhu Lao Da founded the country, he stipulated a series of control measures such as merchants could not ride in cars, wear silk clothes, and marry concubines, which was to hinder the development of merchants. But when he went north to conquer Mongolia, the treasury had no money and still had to rely on the support of merchants.
Without agriculture, there is no stability; without business, there is no prosperity!
Now, those who made a fortune by engaging in re-export trade between Keelung merchants and the mainland have suddenly lost the source of their huge profits and have to compete with others on the same starting line. How can they bear this?
No! Absolutely not!
"Shanpu is Shanpu for Shanpu people! Shanpu for Jinping people like us, and it must not be sold to outsiders!"
"Well! Without the consent of Jinping people, Shanpu land must not be sold to outsiders!"
"Yes! Gather the children of the clan and prepare to resist these foreign southern barbarians!"
"Must Jinping people come first?!" The children of the Deng family shouted loudly, with great momentum.
Looking at the excited children of the five clans in front of him, Deng Wentian's old eyes exuded a glimmer of complacency, as if an old wolf had eaten a fat lamb.
"Liu Wendou deceived us, and we cannot just sit back and wait for death! The southern barbarians do not follow the etiquette and law, have no sense of shame, do all kinds of evil, are greedy, bully men and women. Today they occupy Shanpu Market, and tomorrow they will be Dawan. If they Come, our ancestors’ land and money will be squeezed out by the Southern Barbarians. We can’t be prodigal and ruin our ancestors’ family business!”
Posts with content similar to "The Southern Barbarians are fighting" were quickly spread throughout the surrounding villages in Jinping County, and both businessmen and farmers in the fields were infected by this trend.
It turns out that the rice in their fields cannot be sold, and even if it is sold, it will be a loss. Everyone works hard all year round and still loses money. These are all caused by Nanman's mischief behind his back!
My dear, there will be more after this chapter^.^,
It’s really abominable!
Under such publicity, the five major families of the landowners, gentry and powerful people from all over the country joined in the great cause of fighting against the Nanman to protect their families and fields.
The clan leaders and elders of the Deng, Bai, Kong, Shen and Peng clan generously donated all the swords, guns, swords and halberds stored in their warehouses and gave them to the young and strong members of the clan to compile We have formed a team training, and are ready to give a head-on blow to those Nanman who come to Shanpu to snatch food from the tiger's mouth, and let them know a little bit about the power of their Jinping people!
Looking around from the fort of Yong'anwei, we can see from a distance that the walls of all the surrounding villages have flags with the names of their respective villages, flying wantonly in the early spring wind.
Deng Wentian was supported by his descendants and walked twice on the wall of the village. He was already slightly out of breath and his face was red.
"Grandpa, among our six Jintian sieges, our Yong'an siege has the thickest walls and the strongest fortifications! Just keep an eye on us, and we will definitely be able to show off our strength to the southern barbarians and make them run away with their heads covered!" A young man who was a grandchild was waving his arms with joy, and he seemed to be giving advice.
"Stupid thing!" This sentence made Deng Wentian no longer in the mood for inspection.
Back home, his sons and capable grandchildren all knelt down in front of Mr. Deng and listened to his instructions.
"You guys, remember carefully, we can't defeat the Keelung Army. You must keep this in mind. Besides, our purpose is not to go to war with the Keelung Army."
"What?!" The sons and grandsons were confused by Deng Wentian. The old man personally said that the war was going to start. Why didn't we start a war now?
"Grandpa, do you mean to let the outsiders like the Keelung Army know that the land in Shanpu is not so easy to occupy, and then retreat and continue to cooperate with our Deng family, so that we can continue to make a fortune?!"
Listening to the words of the grandson kneeling in the distance, Deng Wentian's old face, which looked like orange peel, showed a rare smile in recent days, "A boy can be taught!"