lcionline Chapter 198 Common Things
Chapter 198 Common Things
Master Du also spoke up, "Since you were brought here by Zi Yu, I will make an exception and allow you to enter Yunlu Academy."
"Mr. Du, why are you competing with me again!" Mr. Huo said angrily.
"Junior Brother Huo, please be patient and let the young master make his own choice." Master Du said slowly.
Being stared at by two old men in their sixties, Shen Qingyu was not timid at all. Instead, he smiled and said, "I don't want to study. I just want to do business and make money."
Scholars, farmers, merchants and artisans, merchants are the lowest class. When Shen Qingyu said this, everyone in the room was shocked. Not only Master Yan was stunned, even the calmest Master Du showed an incredible look. The most despicable people in the world are the businessmen who are obsessed with money. But now there are people who put down their books and choose to degenerate into business. Is this kid possessed by evil spirits?
After the shock, everyone present looked at Shen Qingyu with disdain.
Without money, these people can't even have enough food and clothing, how can they study here with peace of mind? Shen Qingyu sneered and walked slowly into the lecture hall, "The annual revenue of the national treasury cannot be lacking. If it is not taken from the mountains and lakes and merchants, it must be taken from farmers. The two masters are wise men in Jiangnan. Don't you know that instead of harming farmers, they can only take from merchants? If there were no merchants, how much tax would the people of the world have to pay! Do you think that studying and passing the imperial examinations and serving as an official can benefit the people of a place? Three years as a clean magistrate, 100,000 silver coins, in the end they are all making money, what's the difference. Of course, there are honest officials who are not greedy for money, but if they have backbone, they should not take the money from the court, go to the fields to grow vegetables and be self-sufficient."
"What nonsense! What nonsense!" Master Huo was shaking with anger. How could he ask his disciples to take imperial examinations just to make money?
But Shen Qingyu's words left him with no reason to refute. Yes, as an official, one has to receive a salary from the court every month. Isn't this just making money to support a family and survive?
"As for the sale price, 20 will harm the farmers, while 90 will harm the merchants. If the merchants suffer, no money will come out, and if the farmers suffer, the grass will not be cleared. If the price is no more than 80 and no less than 30, both the farmers and the merchants will benefit. If the goods are sold at a fair price and there is no shortage in the market, it is the way to govern the country. I don't understand, these tips for doing business can be recorded in history, so why can't I do business, make money, and benefit the world!" As soon as Shen Qingyu's voice fell, everyone in the room fell silent.
Master Huo was so angry that he kept scolding Shen Qingyu for making unreasonable arguments, but Master Du listened with approval. Although this young man's words were a little biased, he was so knowledgeable at such a young age. In time, he would become a great man.
The world laughs at the merchants for their money, and even the peasants who work in the fields look down on them. But without these merchants, there would be no prosperous world today. Rice and grain are traded in the market, and everyone gets what they need. Everyone lives in this world, and until death, they will just be a pile of yellow earth. How can there be a distinction between noble and humble?
"When life is hard and you can't get enough food, I think you will not be so pedantic as to live and die with books."
Shen Qingyu was really afraid of being poor. Without money, without silver, he could hardly move forward and was bullied. This obsession had long been ingrained in his bones and he could no longer get rid of it.
Some students fell into deep thought because of Shen Qingyu's words, but some students strongly disagreed, "Get out, get out quickly, don't defile the sacred place of our Yunlu Academy!"
"We read the books of sages, how can we be like those lowly businessmen, running around for such mundane things." Suddenly, a sneer came from among dozens of students.
Shen Qingyu glanced at the man casually and narrowed his eyes.
A very strong feeling hit her that she should know this person and she should have a deep connection with this person.
A strong and biting coldness ran through her entire meridians, making her calm down and carefully identify who this person was.
"I, Xu Mingsheng, would be the first one to disagree with associating with such people!"
Shen Qingyu sneered, it was him? !
It turned out that Xu Mingsheng had already entered Yunlu Academy to study at that time. What a coincidence! Xu Mingsheng actually said in public that he was unwilling to run around for money. It was really the funniest thing in the world. He had the nerve to say it so sanctimoniously and pretend to be an elegant gentleman who was indifferent to fame and fortune.
If he regarded money as dirt, why did he marry her back then? Wasn't he just greedy for the Shen family's money? But that's true, he doesn't have to make money. After all, it was Shen Qingyu who worked so hard for their Xu family. That silly girl regarded the Xu family as her future, but what did she get in the end?
He passed the imperial examination and kicked her away. Wasn't this man responsible for Shen Qingyu's tragic ending?
Shen Qingyu had always been on guard against Xu Mingsheng coming to visit her, but she didn't expect to meet him at Yunlu Academy by chance today.
"Well said, we scholars must never get tainted by the smell of money and debase ourselves!"
"Brother Xu, your opinion is brilliant. We admire you!"
However, as soon as Xu Mingsheng finished speaking, he won applause from the whole room. Master Du on the side stroked his beard in relief, secretly sighing that he had accepted a good disciple.
Only Shen Qingyu had a sneer on her face. Others did not know Xu Mingsheng's true face, but she knew him inside and out and could even dig out his entire family.
Because she couldn't remember the details of the plot, she tried her best to do her homework in the past six months.
This person is so disgusting!
Shen Qingyu's eyes immediately became fierce, staring at the handsome man among dozens of students. He had a very good appearance, with a ruddy face and white teeth, and had the gentle air of a scholar. He wore a blue shirt and robe, a Confucian scarf to tie his hair, and held a folding fan with a plum blossom painted on it. Although his family had fallen on hard times, his attire was still no different from those of ordinary young men from aristocratic families.
The plum blossom is one of the three friends of winter, symbolizing noble character and a sense of detachment from worldly matters.
But, let alone such noble character, he doesn't even have the most basic ones.
Xu Mingsheng, you are a scum among scholars. How can you be qualified to hold a folding fan with plum blossoms painted on it? You are so shameless.
At this moment, Shen Qingyu wished she could cut this shameless villain Xu Mingsheng into pieces, but she was dressed as a man after all, and she left the house and went to Yunlu Academy without telling Shen Chuanhe. At this critical moment, her identity could not be revealed.
Yes, it’s mid-winter.
It should have been at this time that Xu Mingsheng would take the token to the Shen family to propose marriage. Shen Xitong refused to marry, so Shen Chuanhe married her off as if to pay off a debt.
But this time, he wanted to be the son-in-law of the Shen family, it was simply a dream! Shen Chuanhe now treated her as a cash cow, so naturally he was reluctant to let her marry Xu Mingsheng. As for Shen Xitong, she was arrogant and would never marry a son of a poor family. She would definitely find ways to refuse. Then the remaining third sister, Shen Pingwan, was only twelve years old this year. Even if Shen Chuanhe disliked her, he would probably not be able to bring himself to marry off a twelve-year-old daughter.