
Ming Gong
明公
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Chapter 71 (first version)
Song Yingwen was shocked when he heard this. You must know that the villagers in the village could not earn a few taels of silver after working hard in the fields all year round. Even the workers in the workshops could only earn two taels of silver per month. The monthly salary of one tael of silver was not small. With one tael of silver per month, the quality of life could be greatly improved. He quickly asked: "Liu Are you serious about what you said?" "Of course you are serious." Song Yingwen stood up excitedly and said, "Okay! This is a great thing, I will go back and tell my father!" Song Yingwen hurriedly left the house and discussed with the villagers without even bothering to eat. Liu An is not a black-hearted businessman. Although the labor force in the Ming Dynasty is very cheap, and many people only need food, Liu An believes that people's hearts are the most important. As long as you give enough benefits, you are not afraid that they will not wholeheartedly help you work. After Song Yingwen left, he did not go directly to his father. Instead, he first went to the homes of many senior elders in the village and told them what had happened. They all agreed and were overjoyed. They put down their jobs and followed him out of the house. Soon, more and more people were behind Song Yingwen, and a large group of people came to Song Qing's home. Song Qing was drinking porridge and suddenly noticed the commotion outside. He stood up and opened the door. He was startled by this situation. He looked at the leader Song Yingwen and frowned and asked, "Yingwen, what are you doing?" Song Yingwen said with some guilt: "Dad, the land deed on Beihuang Mountain is not there. Is it in your hands? Master Yang said he wants to rent it, so you can rent it to him. " "What do you mean, if I don't rent it, do you plan to rob it? What benefits does Master Yang give you to work for him?" Song Qing said with anger on his face, pointing at Song Yingwen. "Master Yang said that as long as he rents the barren mountain, he will hire villagers in the village to work for him, and each person will receive one tael of silver per month." "That's right, Uncle, just rent it to them, it will be good for everyone!" "Uncle, please stop insisting. The black stone is not a poisonous thing. Everyone is embarrassed to say it because of your dedication to the village over the years. But now that the opportunity is in front of us, there is no reason for us not to seize it, right?" "Xiao Qing, you are the old man. Having grown up, I know your temper, but this is because Mr. Yang is kind-hearted and is willing to pay a high price to hire us. We have to give him face! Besides, it is only one tael of silver a month, which can match the harvest of our hard work for two or three years, so there is no need to worry. What's wrong with this age?" Song Qing's lips turned black with anger and his whole body trembled. The villagers' words cut into his heart like a blade, cutting his heart into pieces. He covered his heart, sat down tremblingly on the table, and said angrily to the villagers: "You, You, do you want to do this for a little money? I, Song Qing, have worked hard for Pai Fang Village for a lifetime, but I can't compare with the little profit leaked from the cracks of Mr. Yang!" What are you talking about? They all had wandering eyes and did not dare to look at the angry Song Qing. Song Yingwen shrank his neck, but thinking of the silver and treasure notes in his sleeves, he became brave and said to Song Qing: "Dad, times have changed! We can't stand still. You said that your son needs to be taken care of by others to eat and drink as a village school teacher. This show You must be a coward. Now that we have such a great opportunity to change the village, we can't just let it go!" "Yes, Abo, just agree." "Let us beg you." "This is the kind of thing. It only happens once, uncle, you have to think about the big guy!" The villagers are convinced of Yang Jun's promise. After all, they can see Yang Jun's generosity. They don't know how many times they will see such a big man in their lifetime, and they must not let go of this opportunity. Song Qing's anger turned into coldness. He looked at these wolf-like people with chilling heart. He seemed to have aged more than ten years for a moment. He waved his hand feebly, took out a long yellow paper from his sleeve and put it on the table: "The land deed is here, you can take it. , It's ridiculous that I, Song Qing, think that I have worked hard for decades and worked hard to find a stable life for everyone. Now that you no longer need me, you can choose Gaoming instead." After saying that, he stood up shakily and walked into the back room, looking very haggard with his hunched back. The villagers looked at his back with complicated expressions, but did not say any words of retention. Soon their eyes focused on Song Yingwen. Among the crowd, there was an old man with white hair who was leaning on a cane and had a hoarse voice. Said: "Ying Wen, you have been my favorite since I was a child, and you fought for this opportunity. Since your father no longer wants to be the director, you can take over from him." "I think Ying Wenxing, this little boy I have always thought that he is a promising person!" "My dear nephew, we will leave it to you in Archway Village!" Hong Feng stood outside the yard with a knife across his waist and couldn't help but sigh. , Although Song Qing is stubborn, he is really dedicated to the good of the village. The villagers usually respect him very much, but when interests and friendship are put together, the past feelings disappear like the moon in the mirror. Song Yingwen picked up the land deed, folded it carefully and put it in his arms. He turned around and cupped his hands to everyone: "Uncles, my father is not wrong. All his efforts in his life have been devoted to the village. I will not take up a position here, and I will not do it." I'm sorry, I didn't fight for this opportunity for you, but it's Dezheng's credit. If you want to thank him, just thank him." ps: I originally planned to post this chapter, but later I felt that it was toxic and rewrote it...
The author's theme may be to write about a scheming strategist who can turn the tide, but you may have seen the problem by looking at the events of the Ming Dynasty. This kind of Machiavellian novel does not require rivers and lakes, house fights, and petty ambitions. It mostly describes the party struggles, conspiracies, and national righteousness in the DPRK. I recommend you to read books like Regent of the Ming Dynasty.
You are a housekeeper, not a teacher. Where have you seen a young master drinking wine and taking an old housekeeper to compose poetry?
It's very well written, I've been following it!
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I just came in to see There are no eunuchs yet.
The main character is too old, and the reviews say it's martial arts... Forget it.
Very well written! Just too little
It's most annoying to write history as martial arts! Farewell!
Over forty. I saw that the woman couldn't walk. Go to a brothel every day and threaten people by sending them to your door!**! Don't say that you are being dragged there, you don't want to go there! No one can pull you away!
The book felt a little awkward because of the sentence "A tree stands tall in the forest, and the wind will destroy it." I was disgusted with these eight words. This sentence is used too much in the novel.
Come on, there are so many more every day, so diligent
Very good. I just like to read historical novels involving love.
When I first read it, I found that it was rare for the protagonist to be in his forties. Children looking for immersion and excitement in reading historical novels might not be able to accept it. But only this kind of writing can have some depth, and I'm really tired of reading Shuangwen.
The historical novel is forcedly written into a martial arts novel! It's so painful to watch