Li Shimin

Chapter 246 Situation of Mohists

Hearing the regular wages per person for a month, all the Mozhi practitioners couldn't help being surprised again.

To Li Xuan, thank you again.

"Thank you king!"

"This king is never stingy with money and things. As long as you can improve everything in Lijiazhuang, this king will definitely reward you!"

Li Xuan's face was full of indifference.

However, the heart is ecstatic.

This is a descendant of the Mohist school, and it is definitely much easier to handle than Ying Qi and Wu Fu, who will be the prison or the Shaofu prison.

Moreover, these people even know the principles of pulleys, light refraction, and concave-convex mirrors, and they are definitely the group of people with the highest attainments in Datanggewu.

However, Yuetai and the group of moxie rulers did not know that the king was very satisfied with them, and thought that Li Xuan was touched by the sincerity of himself and others, so they were full of joy, and hurriedly thanked Li Xuan again.

Afterwards, he followed Li Chang and went out.

"Housekeeper, this is?"

However, when they saw the butler, they stopped in front of the outer room of the courtyard, pushed open the simple door, and were about to enter, all the Mohist practitioners couldn't help but be puzzled.

This housekeeper, why don't they give each of them a farm tool and let them go to work in the fields.

"Your Majesty asked the old man to give you a regular salary for each of you!"

Li Chang replied casually, and walked into the house on his own.

Immediately, he suddenly realized something, he paused, and poked his head out from the house to take a look in the yard, where there were a group of Moji practitioners covered in tendons.

"Go in and carry a wooden box out!"

"Yes!"

Hearing this, although Le Tai and the others were a little puzzled, they still hurried in.

Through the dim light in the house, they found that this hut was not the kind of house they imagined full of farm tools and sundries, and there were a few wooden boxes piled up beside it.

Several people casually lifted the top box and walked out.

Then, he looked at the housekeeper Li Chang curiously, "Housekeeper, what's in this box?"

"Money!"

Li Chang glanced at the Moji who was asking the question in a strange way, and directly opened the lid of the box.

Suddenly, a box of copper coins appeared inside.

Seeing this, all the ink cures were full of astonishment.

"Butler Li, are those boxes in there?"

"It's all money!"

Li Chang glanced at Letai and the others, and said slowly.

"However, if so much money is put here, will it attract thieves?"

"Who dares to steal the king's money?"

Li Chang couldn't help laughing, and continued: "Besides, these are just a few boxes of money, which are used to pay the craftsmen, so why steal it?"

"Everyone is consistent, take their own! If you can improve any items in the village according to the king's wishes, there will be even greater rewards! Even a box of copper coins is not impossible!"

Although I don't know why the king wants to emphasize and reward these Mohists, Li Chang still follows Li Xuan's intention, as long as he finds an opportunity, he will emphasize it to these Mohist.

"Please don't worry, the housekeeper. As ink masters, although we are not as good as the king in terms of craftsmanship, we still have a lot of experience in agricultural tools and equipment!"

Speaking of this, Le Tai and the others couldn't help regaining some confidence.

Their Mohist ancestor, Mozi, was born as a farmer.

From the very beginning, the biggest idea of ​​their Mohist school has been to benefit all people.

Although there were mistakes in the later development, most of them were inventing and manufacturing weapons of war.However, there are still many inventions that are mainly for the benefit of the people.

Moreover, for so many years, the Mohists have been suppressed, and those who govern Mohism are also hidden in the villages and villages, and they mainly do farming on weekdays.

Self-confident, he is more proficient in farmland than the king and all craftsmen.

"That's good!"

Hearing this, Li Chang slowly glanced at the mohists, and nodded slightly.

"Everyone, hurry up and get the consistent money, the old man has other things to do!"

"Yes, butler!"

Hearing this, those Mohists did not continue to be polite.

Everyone stepped forward, took out a consistent amount of money from the cash box, and put it into their own pockets.

Afterwards, Li Chang asked these Mohist practitioners to carry the cash box back into the house, and then walked out with the bandstand and other Mohisthist.

After explaining to a group of imperial guards, Le Tai and others were allowed to wander around in the Li Family Manor.

Then, he went to the construction site of the other courtyard.

Inside the house, after Li Chang left with the Mohists, Li Chengqian, Cheng Chusi and others turned their heads to look at Li Xuan.

"Master, you seem to value these ink masters very much!"

"nature!"

Li Xuan nodded with a smile on his face, "These ink masters are artisans who have undergone systematic training, and they all have their own understanding of all kinds of craftsmanship, which are much more useful than the craftsmen of Jiangzuojian and Shaofujian! "

Hearing this, Li Chengqian, Cheng Chusi and the others nodded subconsciously.

Among other things, they just need to know that the master values ​​these Mohists very much, and moreover, it needs to be more important than Na Yingqi and Wu Fu in the forge.

Night falls.

In a small mountain village more than ten miles away from Lijiazhuang.

Letai and other Mohist practitioners walked into the village with happy faces.

Immediately, without thinking about entering the house, he tossed and tumbled in the courtyard, carefully gathering tools and equipment together.

"Da Lang, what are you doing? But what happened?"

Hearing the movement, the woman in the house came out with a look of surprise on her face.

"happy event!"

Le Tai replied with a happy face, still tumbling around, and didn't stop until he turned out the last tool and packed it carefully.

He walked up to the woman, took off the purse from his waist, and handed it to the woman.

"Ma'am, now that we have money, we can try it in the future and eat the new snow salt in the city!"

"Ok?"

Hearing this, a trace of surprise flashed in the woman's eyes, and she couldn't help but be overjoyed after opening the purse in her hand.

Immediately, thinking of something, he was startled again.

He quickly looked towards the bandstand, his face full of nervousness.

"Da Lang, where did you get so much money? You must have invested in some powerful family?"

"Every time the woman guesses wrong, I really brought Uncle Tang and Ji Wen to join the noble family. However, I am waiting for the Jinwang family, which is the next door village, the Jinwang that Lao Zhang and the others often praise! "

Le Tai explained: "That King Jin is not only proficient in craftsmanship and manufacturing, but also acts very similar to my Mohist family. Maybe the hope of my Mohist family's revival is that King Jin!"

"Besides, that King Jin is very generous in his actions, Madam, don't worry!"

"It's good for Dalang to have a decision in his heart..."

The woman nodded worriedly, then walked into the house holding the purse tightly.

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Inside Chang'an City.

With the sale of snow grain salt, the atmosphere became more and more tense.

All the aristocratic families, even a group of officials, these days, have serious faces and heavy thoughts.

Something big has happened.

I don't know where the rumors came from, that the newly opened salt shops in Chang'an City were opened by His Majesty.

Moreover, the snow grain salt sold in those salt shops is refined salt boiled in the Hedong Salt Pond under His Majesty's new salt-making method.

Every sentence of these rumors has a certain style.

In particular, some people firmly believed in the gloomy aura that enveloped the city.

Every day or two, the managers of various aristocratic families would gather together to discuss some matters with gloomy faces.

"Report to Your Majesty, the price of salt in many salt shops in Chang'an City has increased!"

Inside the Liangyi Hall, Fang Xuanling reported to Li Shimin with a serious face.

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(End of this chapter)