After a while of silence, Qian Shi Laogou asked, "If it is to overthrow the Qing Dynasty, then it is understandable that you, Zhu Ni, have to make trouble with these messy things. Whether it is the Farmers' Association or the Steam Engine, it can be said that."

"But the Qing Dynasty has been destroyed by you. Now that you, Zhu Ni, have ruled the world, why are you still playing with your life tossing steam engines and muskets? Why are you still playing with your life to repair straight roads and railways?"

"You know, every time you make something new, it may bring unstable factors to the world and keep everything as it is, isn't it more conducive to your rule?"

Zhu Jinsong laughed and shook his head, saying, "Look, what I said just now is a waste of time - you only saw the risks that may be brought about by new things, but you did not see the benefits that new things would come about."

"I ask you, what impact does the appearance of this steam locomotive have on my rule? What impact does the appearance of the textile machine have on my rule?"

Qian Dian Laogou snorted coldly and said, "I know you want to say what the benefits of these things are, but you have to know that in the event of chaos in the whole world, the rebels can quickly arrive at the capital city through steam locomotives. The emergence of textile machines will also affect the grain production in Jiangnan. Where should you rely on in the capital?"

Zhu Jinsong laughed loudly and said, "Look, you are a typical example of choking and giving up."

"You haven't seen that since the steam locomotives, cattle and sheep on the grassland can be transported to Guangdong and Guangxi in just over a dozen days, and tea, silk, and grain from Jiangsu, Zhejiang and Fujian can also be transported to the grassland in just over a dozen days. From then on, the grassland cannot be separated from Guangdong and Guangxi and Jiangsu, Zhejiang and Fujian, and vice versa."

"You haven't seen that the emergence of textile machines has greatly reduced the cost of silk manufacturing, the emergence of sewing machines has greatly reduced the cost of sewing clothes, and the emergence of steam locomotives has allowed the people to move, which can greatly reduce the cost of transportation of goods."

"Because you are looking at these new things as a slave chief, you are considering how to control the master with slaves more stably. But I have said just now that as long as the people can survive, no one will rebel. So, what else can I worry about?"

Zhu Jinsong explained the truth to Qian Deaf Old Dog, but Qian Deaf Old Dog is not grateful.

After all, it is difficult to have any idea of ​​being locked in a prison car and watching others eat meat and drink wine while eating them, it is difficult to swallow.

Zhu Jinsong didn't care whether Qian Dee Old Dog appreciated it. Instead, he kept bragging to the old farmers: "I remember very clearly that I have never worn a new dress since I was a child. Basically, my father's clothes were smaller for me to wear. I wear small clothes for my second child, and the third child would wear them."

"Just this, the clothes at home are very tight. There is actually only one piece of clothes that can really be used on the countertop. Whoever wears them when he goes out, and when he doesn't go out, he just wears torn clothes. My three brothers have all worn clothes that reveal their butts."

Pointing to the children who were playing with the guards, Zhu Jinsong smiled and said, "Now, I see that these kids are all wearing clothes. Although they are not silk and satin, they are clean and fresh at least. I don't have to show off my butts like I was a child. I am very happy."

"All of this is the credit of textile machines and sewing machines. Those who make textile machines and sewing machines are all scholars who have read books. If any of these children can improve the sewing machines and create any new patents, then relying on this patent alone can ensure that a generation of people cannot eat and wear food."

"That's why I keep telling you that you should let your children study no matter what, because reading is good. Those who say that it is better to let their children work than to let their children work are precisely those who do not need to let their children work. There is no good thing for such people and their hearts are completely dark."

The old farmers agreed and nodded.

If Zhu Jinsong told them about the principles of "Ten Years of Trees and A hundred Years of Plans and Education as the basis for a century", these old farmers might not understand it very well, but if Zhu Jinsong used the patent to make money as an example, these old farmers would understand it.

Especially the latter sentence: It can ensure that a generation cannot eat and wear. For these old farmers who have suffered, it is a huge temptation.

However, all this in front of him was so dazzling in Qian Shi Lao Gou's eyes.

Qian Dian Laogou couldn't help but mocked: "What patent do you think everyone can make? After all, a few people can get benefits. Also, you, Zhu Ni, don't show how much you love the people as your son. You use military forces everywhere and recruit soldiers are the children of these old farmers. If you fight a war, you don't know how many families are going to lose their sons, husbands, and fathers?"

Zhu Jinsong didn't say anything about Qian Shi Lao Dog's sarcasm. Instead, Wu Mancang clenched his fists and said in a deep voice: "Master, or you'll let me chop him up... or you'll let me chop him up. This old dog is really noisy."

But before Zhu Jinsong could speak, the old farmer next to him suddenly stood up, walked to the prison car and said to Qian Dian Laogou, "If you want to say something else, I won't argue with you. You have been the emperor. I have been suffering from eating food in the fields all my life. I definitely don't know much."

"But if you want to talk about the death of a person in a war, I have to argue with you - have you ever died of your son? I have ever died! My waiter joined the army in the army. He went home two years ago, and later... Later..."

The old farmer kept tears falling from the corners of his eyes, and his mouth was whispering, pointing at Qian Dian Laogou's fingers trembled slightly: "He is only twenty years old and has not married yet. If you want to say that I don't feel sorry for it, that's fake. After all, it's a child that I'm thrusting and urinating, and I feel sorry for it too!"

"But I tell you, I feel sorry for it, but I don't hate the emperor or the court, because my waiter died in order to rescue the local people while they were stationed to rescue the disaster. He was glorious!"

Speaking of this, the old farmer took a deep breath and continued: "After he was sent back, his body was buried in the Martyrs Cemetery in our county. He was buried under the national flag of our Ming Dynasty, and it was a real grand burial!"

"In addition to the pension of my waiter, the government also gave my family a plaque of the Martyrs' House, and gave the old man a monthly pension. I said that my family still has a boss and I can't get the money, but the government said that the money was given by the emperor and was filial to my waiter. As long as I live for a day, I can get the pension of a day!"

"Although I'm gone... I don't have a waiter, but every New Year and Festival, the official official will come to see me with rice, flour, wine and meat, and ask about my waiter's well-being. Every Qingming Festival, the official official will send someone to pick me up, and the official official will accompany me to the Martyrs' Cemetery to see my waiter."

"And my waiter's comrades, they will come to see me from time to time. I... Although I have no one son, I have many more sons!"

"Also, I adopted the old man's youngest son to him, and the government has also accepted it. I have to give him an extra portion of money every month, saying that I would raise his child for my waiter and raise him until I was eighteen years old!"

"And Zhao Laosan!"

The old man reached out and pointed to another old man who was crying, and said, "His son joined the army early and died on the battlefield outside Shuntian Mansion."

"You know what he said when his son came back?"

"He didn't ask anything else. He asked whether his son was brave in war or not, and whether he was embarrassed by our Ming army!"

The old man looked at Qian Dee and shouted angrily: "You said that the emperor sent our son to the battlefield. I wonder how many people lost their sons? Then I will tell you! Both of us have died of sons! I don't hate the emperor!"

"Also, please tell me! There are a total of 100 families in my village, and more than 30 families have sons to join the army. The rest are not that they don't want to send their sons to join the army, but that they are not selected! There are no cowards in my village who are afraid of life and death, and no one will hate the emperor because of this!"

"Do you understand?"

Zhu Jinsong, who had been smiling all the time, finally couldn't laugh.

Zhu Jinsong stood up, tidied up his clothes, saluted the two old men, and then bowed again: "I! I brought your children to the army, but failed to let them go home safely. This is my fault!"

Empress Li and the two imperial concubines also stood up and bowed to the two old men Yingying.

The guards who were playing with the children also stood up and lined up again. The company commander who led the troops shouted loudly: "Salute to the martyrs' families!"

Seeing that the two old men were at a loss, Zhu Jinsong hurried over again, grabbed the old man's hand, and said, "Brother-in-law, if you have any needs on weekdays, you can go to the government to find me. If the government cannot solve it, you can come to the capital to find me!"

Both old men shook their heads, and Old Man Zhao even spoke, "My son wrote a suicide note before going to the battlefield. He said that loyalty and filial piety are in a dilemma. If he is loyal to the country, he cannot be filial to the knees. I...I don't blame him."

"He also said that the emperor said that their generation will fight a lot of wars, and they will fight all the wars they can fight, and they will show the prestige of our Han people so that future generations will not have to fight."

"I don't understand these principles very well, but I know that my son will not lie to me, and the emperor will not lie to them."

"Now he is lying in the martyrs' cemetery in the county, and his family has also set up a tomb for him. Incense, blood and food have never been lacking. I adopted the youngest son of the third family to him, and he is considered a successor, which is great."

Zhu Jinsong sighed, patted the old man's hand, and said, "I have indeed said that our generation must complete all the battles we can fight, show the majesty of our Han people, and create a peaceful and prosperous era so that future generations do not need to fight."

The old man who spoke before also spoke, "Your Majesty, you don't have to feel bad. I just know one thing. Although my waiter and his second son died on the battlefield, they were not in vain. This is different from the kind of war that we should work hard to fight when we serve as a soldier and eat food. What else can I not satisfy?"

Zhu Jinsong nodded vigorously, then turned his head and gave a wink at Queen Li. Queen Li called a group of children to come around.

The children's laughter finally dispelled the somewhat depressing and heavy atmosphere.

Only Qian Deaf old dog in the prison car has a dog face that is shady and shady.

Qian Dian Laogou didn't expect that in such an inconspicuous small village, there were more than 30 sons from the army. What he didn't expect was that the sons of these two old men died on the battlefield and the other died in disaster relief, but none of them hated Zhu Ni!

Qing Dynasty...

The soldiers in the garrison camp were not good, the soldiers in the Green Camp were not good, and the soldiers in the Eight Banners were not good!

If they were asked to kick the widow's door, dig a grave, or something, they would probably be more capable than the other. If they were asked to kill them in the battlefield, or to let them die in order to save an ordinary person they had never known each other, probably no one could do it!
Chapter completed!