The Human Emperor Chapter 184: The secret of Zhang Munian!
Chapter 184
"Zhang Munian meets Young Master, thank you Young Master for your life-saving grace."
Looking at the Wang Chong in the yard, Zhang Munian trembled slightly, and bowed down respectfully, for a gift.
"It's you!"
Wang Chong looks happy. Meng Long only said that he had an old man outside, already had waited a long time outside, but did not say that this person was Zhang Munian.
"Sir, please come in soon."
Even if Zhang Munian didn't show up, Wang Chong had to find him by himself. Not for the sake of grace, but for something else.
Now, Zhang Munian actively came to the door, but saved a lot of effort of Wang Chong.
Wang Chong welcomed Zhang Munian into the living room, and let the girls take the fragrant tea.
"No wonder Young Master. Yesterday Young Master was released from prison. senile old man should have been greeted in the past. It ’s just that there are many nobles in the senile old man Young Master door. Do n’t dare to be abrupt, so I waited a day and waited to come to the door to thank you in person."
Zhang Munian Road.
"Haha, it turned out that you came yesterday. If my husband briefed me yesterday, I would have gone out to meet him personally."
Wang Chong's eyes light up:
"Where is your sir now?"
"This ... in the maple culvert in the west of the city."
Zhang Munian didn't expect that Wang Chong would ask this, and hesitated immediately, some could not say.
"What?"
Wang Chong was taken aback. Doesn't Zhang Munian mean that he has been wandering these days: "Isn't that Eunuch Gao giving you money?"
"No. Rather, a guard below him gave me some broken silver."
Zhang Munian channels.
Wang Chong froze. The Eunuch Gao was not only high-ranking, but also won the favor of the Holy Grace. And at the same time, it is also a "big businessman". Wang Chong originally thought that Zhang Munian would release him some silver if he was released from prison.
"Noble people forget things. In that person's status, they may not notice such trivial matters. Maybe he thought I and him are old acquaintances, and I arranged it for him. already I was negligent. "
Wang Chong immediately reflected.
In that person's identity and status, he will never care about hundreds or thousands of gold and silver. It is more likely that I will forget or misunderstand.
"Is there any arrangement for you in the future?"
Wang Chong said.
Zhang Munian is silent. These questions asked by Wang Chong make it difficult for him to answer. How promising is a person incarcerated?
This time out of prison, he was thinking of returning home. But let alone the problem of long distance and insufficient entanglement. Even if he goes back, with his current reputation, will the folks in the township still accept him as before?
And what does he do to make a living?
"I haven't thought about it yet. Take a step and count."
Zhang Munian sighs. He didn't sting in prison, but after coming out, he really felt stinged. Where does the future go, and where does he know.
"If you have nowhere to go, why not follow me?"
Wang Chong suddenly said.
"Young Master are you kidding me?"
Zhang Munian for a moment, laughing at herself, "I am a senile old man, what value is it to Young Master?"
Wang Chong smiled, knowing that the request was too sudden, Zhang Munian did not believe that he was serious. However, Wang Chong did not argue, picked up Xiang Xiang on the table and took a sip.
"I heard that Mr. used to work in the Ministry of Agriculture. This time in prison because of corruption of twenty thousand taels of gold!"
Wang Chong put down the citron, indifferently.
"wēng!"
Hearing this sentence, Zhang Munian's look changed dramatically, and his head suddenly roared. This matter is the deepest secret in his heart.
In prison, even when beaten, including in front of Wang Chong, Zhang Munian has never been mentioned. Unexpectedly, it will be broken by Wang Chong.
"You ... you ... how do you know?"
Zhang Munian at this time seems to have changed, staring at Wang Chong with wide eyes, panic on his face, cold sweat on his forehead, looking extremely uneasy.
"Don't worry, I didn't mean to oppress you."
Wang Chong smiles, looks as usual.
A small peasant, whose status is not high, has corrupted 20,000taels of gold. Before the development of Wang Chong, this number was a huge number for Aristocratic Family giants like Wang Clan, let alone others.
Zhang Munian can get so much money, for those who do n’t understand, it is absolutely incomprehensible and bold. But for Wang Chong, the significance of all this is quite different.
"If I didn't guess wrong, then 20,000 taels of gold ... should be compensated by those farmers!"
Wang Chong's is commonplace. When speaking, the voice is not high or low. But it fell into the ears of Zhang Munian like lightning strikes.
"How do you know?"
This sentence blurted out. Zhang Munian opened his eyes in shock and looked at the rich boy in front of him.
If the reason why Wang Chong broke his imprisonment in the past was because of 20,000 taels of gold, he pierced his secret and made him feel guilty.
So now, Zhang Munian is really incredible.
The fact that he scattered the gold to the growers and farmers could not find out even the Ministry of Justice responsible for the investigation. No one knows where that twenty-two thousand went.
But the young man in front of him can actually say a word for him !!
If it's a big night, Zhang Munian will be frightened.
"Sure enough!"
Wang Chong ignored the shocked Zhang Munian, and sighed for a long time. Zhang Munian does not cost so much money.
Wang Chong knew already from the moment he saw his file. No one can embezzle tens of thousands of taels of gold, but leave no trace of clues. Even Expert of Ministry of Justice cannot be detected.
Unless, ... this person is not greedy at all!
Any reform comes at a price!
The process of reform is tortuous. It is destined to pay a lot of things, and it will fail many times in the middle to finally find the right path!
In this world, except for himself, I am afraid that even Zhang Munian himself has no idea what kind of meaning he has been sneaking in for decades in the name of the public in private experiments!
In the Wang Chong's plan, Zhang Munian is absolutely vital. Its weight far exceeds Hyderabad Ore or the meteorite iron group on overseas islands.
Even "Great Yin-Yang World Fortune Art" and "Gods and Demons Obliteration Technique" are far from comparable!
The people depend on food!
In this Martial Path world, everyone is pursuing strength, status, wealth, reputation, and influence. However, no one knows except Wang Chong, and there is one thing whose function goes far beyond any wealth, status, power, and power.
It is inconspicuous, but it is the foundation of this world.
It is "food"!
How long does it take for a strongest Empire, from the splendid peak of brocade to jade, to the glorious pinnacles of the millet, to the gardenia, to eat grass roots and eat bark?
Ten years, twenty years? Fifty years? a hundred years?
None!
The real answer is only two years!
This is the fact that Wang Chong personally saw with his own eyes. Wang Chong has experienced the brilliance of Great Tang, and also saw its decay, decline, and misery for Yizi.
For people living in this world, this sadness is beyond description.
In the period when the family was lost and Wang Clan people wandered alone, Wang Chong often went hungry for two days, three days, or even longer.
During the lonely wandering days, Wang Chong has seen the scenes of hunger and hunger. And Wang Chong's mother, finally fell into her arms, thin and cramped.
At that moment, Wang Chong will never be forgotten!
The people take food as their heaven. This is a theme that will never change in any time and space.
Wang Shichong fought with Li Shimin. Silks piled up in the Luoyang Palace (Silk is the most valuable wealth, Emperor rewarded the Minister with silk), but because there was no food in the city, Great Army was hungry.
In the memory of another time and space of Wang Chong, the year 755 was the heyday of peace in Tianbao. Emperor Tang Ming went to the warehouse to check that all precious, weapons, and grain were still piled up like a mountain and could not be seen at first sight.
In 759, Du Fu wrote "Three Lies and Three Separations"!
"Mo Ci has a weak taste, and no one is cultivating the land." Once the war comes and no arable land is planted, food is the biggest problem. The han dynasty martial arts Emperor performed eloquently, Ping Xiongnu, Dingxi Yu, Xijiaochi, but because of the war killed and injured a large number of people, the field was not consumed by humans, which caused the Han to weaken from decline.
His conviction in history is "Poor Soldier!"
Sometimes in war, the competition is not just about military strength, equipment, military capacity, and "food"!
Wang Chong doesn't think that Great Emperor Han Wu's "poor soldiers" is wrong, but without enough staff left to cultivate "grain", he is really wrong.
With enough "food", the population can thrive. Even if the war is consumed, more soldiers will eventually be added.
Great Emperor Han Wu didn't see this, so it became Great Emperor, a "poor soldier."
Great Tang faces four enemies, East, Western Turkic Khaganate, U-Tsang Empire, Goguryeo Empire, Abbasid Caliphate, Er'hai Mengshe Polity ... All the powerful enemies are full of wings.
No one knows better than Wang Chong. In the future, how many frequent wars Great Tang will face.
In this frequent and protracted war, whoever has "food" has hope, and who has "food" has "future."
In this Empire, no one has more weight than the "Zhang Munian" in front of him! No one will contribute more to the entire Empire than Zhang Munian.
Wang Chong said in front of Gao Lishi that Zhang Munian is good for Great Tang and good for Empire.
This person is pinning Empire's "future"!
-Although he doesn't know anything!
The thoughts flickered through my mind, and Wang Chong soon calmed down.
"Mr. Zhang, if I say, if I say, I will provide you with sufficient funds, status, and experimental site support. What do you think?"
Wang Chong looked at the Zhang Munian beside him, and suddenly said.
In a word, Zhang Munian was stunned.