The night fell imperceptibly, the heat of the day receded, and the cool breeze probed out from an unknown corner and gently brushed the earth. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 infoThis season, the most comfortable time of the day is when it is just dark. The evening breeze is blowing, the moon is on the willows, the streets are full of pedestrians, and the cries of hawkers come and go.

Xu Ping sat in the study, asked Xiuxiu to light up the kerosene lamp, took out a letter, and read it slowly.

A few days ago, he instructed Liu Xin, Zheng Jian, and Guo Jian to work out the articles of association of the artisan consumer cooperative in the field affairs of the three divisions, and it was finally reported today.

This is a big event, and in Xu Ping's heart, it is as important as the various major industrial and commercial measures of the three divisions. When the primitive economy of feudal society collapsed and the capitalist commodity economy arose, the suffering and blood and tears brought to the lower class people in the first few countries, Xu Ping was extremely impressed from history textbooks in his previous life.

Speaking of which, all these things were not brought about by capitalism instead of feudal society, but by the disintegration of the commodity economy and the natural economy. It is just that the capitalist government in capitalist society, desperate to speed up the pace of capital accumulation, greatly aggravates this suffering.

Where there is oppression, there is resistance, and with the workers' struggle, the process is relatively relaxed in the relatively late-developing countries. At the time of great industrial development, the workers of North America were better off than the workers of Europe, and later the workers of Eastern Europe were better off than the North American workers of the early industrialization, and by the time East Asia entered the industrial society, it was no longer necessary to use human bones and blood as nourishment as the first industrialized countries in Europe, but only to water the roaring machinery with blood and sweat. It's not a good life to sweat and bleed, but it's better than the white bones next to the machine.

The arrival of the commodity economy is the inevitable development of the productive forces, and it will not be transferred by human will, which Xu Ping knows very well, and he is also promoting it step by step in an orderly manner. The new field and shop of the third division is an industrial and commercial chain, and although it is still running very hard and creaking, the whole system has begun to operate.

The machine is always the most difficult to start, and once it is running, it is greatly accelerated, and it is easy to stop it.

At this stage, Xu Ping was very cautious and did not dare to take too big steps. He was afraid that once this machine began to run wildly, he would not be able to control it, and he would involve countless people and become a flesh mill.

While promoting the slow start of the commodity economy, while making various measures to prevent the harm caused by the commodity economy, Xu Ping can only do this. Not letting commerce contaminate the most basic means of subsistence of lower-class civilians is a very important thing that Xu Ping wants to do. He can't eradicate poverty, but he can do his best to make the poor people barely survive and give them a good hope, as long as they work hard, they can usher in the first day.

What is Commodity Economy? It is what you like, what you hate, what you reveal, what you spurn, what you want, what you discard, your glory and dignity, your shame and misfortune, your love and your hate, and even every pore and cell in your body, will become a commodity in the hands of businessmen for profit. As for blood and life, it's just the last commodity you can come up with, the least valuable.

No one wants to live in hell, and such a complete commodity economy will not last long. However, at the beginning of the commodity economy, all people will fall into a kind of madness, and no human can stop it. Only before this madness is about to drag everyone into the abyss will it have to stop.

Hundreds of years later, one might say that the man who ushered in the era of the commodity economy was a great man, because the blood and bones were gone. But how did Xu Ping face the decades he had lived? If he sees a child under the age of ten dying in front of a machine because he has unleashed the monster of the commodity economy, when he sees that the workers in the factory do not even live for three years, when he sees the white bones behind the glamorous world, how can he be at ease?

Chinese pay attention to the way of yin and yang, and if you do something, it will bring benefits, but it will also bring harm.

Saints are saints because they carry forward the good and limit the harm.

For example, for river irrigation, the Chinese pay attention to opening canals to divert water, so that it can flow according to the channels they want. I have used the benefits of water, and I have prevented the harm of water. And if you only think that I want to use water now, dig up the river and let the flood rage, this is a legacy of 10,000 years.

Xu Ping is now cautiously diverting the water of commodity economy, and is digging ditches with all his might. The water should flow in dug channels, not become a catastrophe of the devastating flood.

It is a step for the three divisions to firmly grasp the backbone of the industrial and commercial chain, and it is another step for the people at the bottom to weave a net of self-help and self-help as much as possible.

The splendid Central Plains, this land is too vast, the population here is too dense, there is countless wealth here, and there is an endless market here. Once the profit-oriented capitalist class gains power, it will inevitably squeeze every drop of blood out of this place, and will expand to the surrounding barren land until it is no longer squeezed. There is no reason for this, only because of this you can get the maximum profit and pay the least cost.

The moon poked its head out before the sun set, and it was already half a day at this time, and the moonlight sprinkled like water shrouded the earth, covering the sky full of stars.

Xiuxiu, who was doing needlework, occasionally raised her head to see Xu Ping looking out of the window in a daze, not moving.

Putting down the needle and thread, Xiuxiu said softly: "Official, what are you thinking?" The stunned look is a little scary. ”

Xu Ping came back to his senses, put down the letter in his hand, and said to Xiuxiu: "Blind thinking, not blind thinking, how can you think so distractedly?" By the way, Xiuxiu, the imperial court has already issued an edict to entitle Liu Xiaomei as Mrs. Lingxian, and the saint has also written the temple amount and wants to send it to Yongzhou. ”

"Sister Liu Xiaomei is a hard-working person, she has lived a lifetime, she thinks about others, and she has never enjoyed happiness. If she becomes a god and protects one party, she must be a good god, and the people in Yongzhou are blessed. ”

Xu Ping said with a smile: "I heard people in Yongzhou say that every time she manifests her spirit, there is a girl following behind, and the temple has a golden body and is worshiped by incense." Everyone says that little girl is you. ”

Xiuxiu herself laughed: "It's just a country man's blind association, my daughter of a cattle and sheep shepherd, that is, I have been with the officials for a few years, and I don't have any knowledge, how can I receive incense?" ”

"Liu Xiaomei's background, how high is it compared to you? If there is really a heavenly court, if there is really a god, it must be the least particular about origin. Ugh—"

"Why do the officials sigh? A god is a god, how can you pay attention to your origin. ”

"It is precisely because of this that he doesn't pay attention to his background, and he specially finds good people to be gods, which is perfect. Where can such a perfect thing exist in heaven and earth? Therefore, Heavenly Court does not exist after all, it is just a good wish of people. ”

Xu Ping sighed, yes, with his own experience, he is not qualified to doubt the existence of the gods. But if the gods are all so perfect, how can they exist? In the world, only the imperfect can be eternal.

Xiuxiu shook her head with a smile, picked up the needle and thread again, and said: "Officials always tell me these words that I don't understand, you obviously know that my knowledge is limited." The people in Yongzhou are attached to me, or am I because I am with the officials? The official is a minister in the court, and no one dares to talk about it casually, so he has to climb on me. ”

Xu Ping looked at Xiuxiu with a smile on his face: "If you have limited knowledge, how can you have the bearing to laugh at this kind of thing?" If so, I wish the rest of the world had as limited knowledge as you did. ”

Xiuxiu smiled, just shook her head, she had already passed the age of ignorance, and she could really deal with it indifferently.

Seeing that Xiuxiu started to do needlework again, Xu Ping said: "You don't have to be busy all day long, this is my illness, you came to the house to help, do it or not, no one dares to say you, and no one is qualified to say you." ”

Xiuxiu put down the needle and thread again, looked at Xu Ping, and after a while, smiled: "If I don't do some work, what can I do when I'm idle?" used to be by the side of officials, young and ignorant, just playing, this should be made up. ”

At this time, Xiuxiu was free, and this time she came to Xu Ping's side to remember the old relationship between the master and servant, and came to help. Although the Xu family calculated her salary, and it was the highest level like Xu Chang, they didn't hire her after all. No matter what she does, no matter Zhang Sanniang and Lin Suniang, she can't say a word heavy.

For a long, long time, Xu Ping hadn't spoken to Xiuxiu like this. After leaving Yongzhou, Xiuxiu became less talkative and always preoccupied. After living at home for a year, my personality is a little more cheerful.

Xu Ping looked at Xiuxiu and asked her, "Xiuxiu, do you say that the people in Yongzhou will really be grateful to me?" ”

"Of course, when I was in Yongzhou, I usually went out, and the people were like officials and gods."

Xu Ping shook his head disapprenously: "At that time, I was an official there, how many people's net worth and lives were in my hands, they were afraid that they would not be able to do it, how could they dare to speak ill of me?" ”

Xiuxiu "poofed" and smiled: "The official is pretending to be stupid?" More than 60 years since the founding of the imperial court, have you heard of which official left office, and the people braved the rain to carry lanterns to light the way? For hundreds of years, I am afraid that there is only one official. I used to hear that when an official left, the township elders stopped him from leaving, and he was a great good official. Like an official, you left in a hurry, and you can't stop it, and you will be sent away on a rainy night-"

Speaking of this, Xiuxiu remembered the past and couldn't help but be a little distracted.

The official reputation is good to a certain extent, and when he leaves office, he will be stopped by the township elders and will not let him leave, and generally speaking, the imperial court will take care of him for one more term. Zhang Shixun once had such an experience, which is a very important resume in his career. (To be continued.) )