"Zihuan, he doesn't like you!"

Without waiting for Wang Cheeky Blind to mutter, Zihuan is the grandson who came out of the hole, Cao Cao explained again, my second son Zihuan, Pi'er!

Wang Hou was really depressed with cold hairs on his back, and modern enterprises in later generations basically couldn't meet it, but it was a common problem of ancient "start-up companies", so he encountered it.

That's the heir issue.

Wang Hou, who is conscientious and "busy with work", didn't expect him to be targeted by the "prince", and he is not optimistic about that.

Then without waiting for Wang Hou to ask why depressedly, Mr. Cao rushed to the front to give an explanation in advance.

"I also wondered, you are a scholar and a disciple of a saint, why are you so fond of the means of doing business, so willing to do business? Before you were in Rizhao City, your true appearance can be understood as forbearance, but you laid down the Qi land, laid the foundation of the economic level, and did not persuade farmers and businessmen, raise soldiers and herdsmen, and went to the sea to toss what Qingdao tossed, and what kind of beets to build what boats! ”

"The people of Qi Di who also scraped for this reason are said to be three feet high! Not only Zihuan can't get used to it, but he also wants to ask you, what are you tossing? ”

"Prime Minister, what do you think business means to the country?"

"Collect taxes in peacetime! Gather wealth in times of crisis! ”

is really a typical ruler of this era, unabashedly exposing the meaning of treating merchants as slaughter, and Wang Hou, a big profiteer, couldn't help but panic.

"Prime Minister, Tuqiu believes that businessmen are not only useful for collecting money, but more importantly, for the effects they bring! Circulate! ”

"Circulation?"

This word seemed to make Cao Cao catch something, but he didn't understand it for a while, and couldn't help repeating it.

Now it is Wang Hou's turn to flicker ......, explain the government, sit on the pony and spread his hands, Wang Hou said with a straight face.

"That's right, circulation!"

"Tuqiu believes that sometimes circulation is more important than production! Just like this Tarzan thief! There are many mountains in Taishan County, but the cultivated land is narrow, the population is becoming more and more luxuriant, and the land that can be cultivated is becoming more and more barren. ”

"And the Langya country, which is not far away, has a flat terrain, rich land, rich wheat and corn, and even can't eat it every autumn harvest, and the barn of the Langya Wang family can be aged for six or seven years, and even a considerable part of the rotten grain has to be cleaned up every year!"

"Then Langya is the biggest victim of the Taishan thief! Every year, Taishan thieves go south to loot Langya, and the two sides don't know how many battles they have fought for decades, and how many people have died! ”

"So after Tuqiu took office, the first thing he did was to recruit troops and horses with the wealthy clans of Langya Country, and promised them to solve the threat of Taishan thieves! After the Yikou battle was neutralized by the thieves of Mount Tai, Tu begged me to guide the thieves of Mount Tai to cut timber, mine coal, iron ore and other minerals, and transport them to my Rizhao City! ”

In this way, Rizhao City gathered the displaced people, built steel workshops and shipyards, burned the coal of Taishan County, smelted the iron ore, copper ore and manganese ore produced by Taishan, created agricultural tools and living utensils, built ships, dried fish from the sea, sold them to Langya Country in exchange for grain, and paid the various villages in Taishan County with grain! In this way, in the first two years, relying on this triangular trade, Tuqiu earned me a considerable amount of silver, trained 5,000 soldiers, 10,000 van soldiers, and was well-trained and well-equipped. ”

"And then Qi land is also, the major families have developed for more than 100 years, almost all the land that can be cultivated on both sides of the Jishui River has been annexed, and the land belonging to the small landlords of self-cultivated farmers is almost not even a percent, economically, these families that have developed to the limit attack and annex each other, politically, the families that have developed to the limit require considerable right to speak, and the rich have no place to stand, and the poor have no place to stand, a little careless, these poor people who can't afford to eat can afford the New Yellow Turban Rebellion, become a powder keg!"

Wang Hou's description obviously touched Cao Cao, he was also born as a local tyrant in Qian County, and he had also experienced the situation of intrigue in the township, and he was still experiencing the fear of being dominated by the family, so Cao Cao's face became much more solemn.

"That's why I still have to rely on business circulation, but this time it's to circulate people! To open up Qingdao City, offshore shipyards, onshore sugar factories, and grow sugar beets, a lot of manpower and food are needed! In the early stage, he still started a war with the Qidi family, used the battle of Le'an to take back the right to speak, and then directly deprived the core of these clans, the tenant farmers they looked down on the most! ”

"In the past, the land of these wealthy families was the only job opportunity, once the exploited people could not afford to eat and starved to death, the only chance for the poor peasants to survive was to rebel! But now, they can choose to go to Qingdao City to work, cultivate and grow sugar beet, or go to sea to be sailors, they can support themselves, on the other hand, the tenant farmers are not so dependent on the clan, and the clan can no longer form a local independent kingdom, which also teaches them to be humble, bow their heads and negotiate with the tenant farmers for the income of their labor! It not only stabilizes politics, but also eliminates contradictions! ”

"More importantly, the establishment of Qingdao City has completed the entire cycle of Qingzhou, the abundant grain in Qi, in exchange for the iron farm tools of Rizhao, cloth, the wine of Qingdao City, the sea salt and sea fish, after the mutual trade with Wu County in the future, there will be silk, tea, Taishan County, Donghai County, where Qingdao City is located, and Chengyang County, where Rizhao City is located, is inseparable from Langya State, the grain of Qi State, after eating cane sugar, wearing Rizhao cloth, and using the barrel toilet of Rizhao, once it is gone, the families of Langya Country of Qi State can not bear it, and they need to restrain each other, as long as it is not persecuted to the extreme, there will not be any county that will easily rebel! ”

At this point, Wang Hou's expression suddenly became excited, and he stood up and kept waving his slap.

"Prime Minister, why did the Han Empire easily fall apart after Dong Zhuo's rebellion, it is because there are too many high-ranking families in this family! They annexed land across states and counties to form a large grange, in which the grange was self-sufficient, and the tenant farmers had nothing, and the only demand was to be able to eat, which gave the local clan a natural space for separation, and it was always the source of trouble! Only by trying our best to connect each state and county in a certain way, so that the states and counties are inseparable from each other, can we reunify China from the hearts of the people! ”

A big bit of spittle Xingzi was stunned by Wang Hou sprayed on Mr. Cao's head, a word unheard of, but it was deafening, Cao Cao was stunned for a while, for a few seconds, then he resentfully wiped his head, and glared at Wang Hou with a vicious look, Wang Hou trembled, and hurriedly sat back on the butt mound.

…………。

It's really a stingy boss, he didn't even give a sip of tea, and Wang Hou made a great talk about governing the country, he didn't give a pertinent evaluation, so he directly threw Wang Hou out, and when he got out of the big tent of the Chinese army, it was dark outside, it was estimated that Zhao Yun and they all had eaten, and his mouth was dry, and after thinking about it, Wang Hou simply slipped to Guo Jia's tent on the side.

But today is estimated to be his unlucky day, just opened Guo Jia's tent curtain with a big grin, and suddenly, a pair of dry hands like chicken feet suddenly grabbed him by the collar, and he rolled his eyes when he was pinched!!