Mystery makes me strong

Chapter 2755 Immortality

this day.

Wen Rensheng came to a place ruled by a time traveler.

They occupied certain islands in the south, established their own base there, and operated it for as long as ten years.

It was early morning.

The dewdrops on the grass leaves sparkle with crystal light, as if they are pearls bestowed by nature on this land.

The indigenous residents in the village woke up early to the sound of roosters crowing and started a new day's work.

Their lives have undergone tremendous changes because of the arrival of that group of time travelers.

Wen Rensheng seemed to have seen this scene before. It was a long time ago. It was also an island and also a group of indigenous villagers who benefited from the changes changed by modern people.

In the center of the village, there is a windmill well that was built by the time travelers themselves.

The big windmill was turning slowly and starting to pump water.

Several women are using a windmill to draw water.

Their faces were filled with smiles of satisfaction and gratitude.

On the island, getting water is a difficult task.

Because there are no stable rivers on the island, underground fresh water is more reliable.

The islands act like funnels, taking in rainwater and draining out salt.

These time travelers taught them how to dig wells and many labor-saving techniques.

For example, this big windmill.

Relying on windmills to drain water is a Western method and has never been used on a large scale in the East.

The reason is simple, manpower is too cheap, much cheaper than machinery...

"Look, how sweet the well water is. In the past, we had to walk several miles to the river to fetch water. Now it is so convenient." An elderly woman said with emotion.

Another young woman nodded in agreement: "Yes, the masters on the island never thought of us before. They only thought of us when they collected taxes, recruited soldiers, and recruited servants."

"Only the southern masters are truly good people."

Their conversation was full of respect and gratitude for the time travelers.

Of course, in their eyes, these time travelers are all masters from Southeast Asia.

They not only brought technology and knowledge, but most importantly, respect and equality.

Of course, they are very nervous about this and don't really think it is equality.

However, their children are beginning to have this awareness.

Although they also respect the southern masters, at least they do not treat themselves as dogs, but as students and juniors.

Similar to the equality among scholars.

Because they are not like those high and mighty masters who always take without giving anything in return.

Most of the time travelers always taught them with a smile, patiently, never asked for anything excessive, and did not treat them as slaves or servants.

The sun gradually rose higher.

The people began to work in the fields.

Many people drove new farm tools into the fields.

In Wen Rensheng's eyes, this would create a contradiction.

The land doesn't need any more people.

At this time, a time traveler was working in the fields with the indigenous people.

He was teaching new farm tools and farming methods, which amazed the villagers.

The time traveler was showing the villagers how to use the new plow, as well as oxen and horses.

"Using this method, each person can cultivate 50 acres of land every day!"

Everyone was shocked.

No one has yet realized that, in this case, these people would not be needed at all.

But soon they will realize.

The population is so large and labor is so cheap that the ecological niche of cattle and horses has been pushed away.

This is the current situation of Ming Dynasty.

The people's power and need to use animal power and machinery are very, very low.

Therefore, it is very unrealistic to say that those who come back and start the industrial revolution are not realistic.

Because there is no such market.

Unless one can forcefully occupy a territory, a territory with a small population, and reshape the new relationship between production and consumption.

To Wen Rensheng, this was very simple.

Similar to playing a game, you first need to determine the total amount of food produced and traded, and how many people it can support.

Then, the necessary agricultural population will be identified from this population, and then the agricultural population can be reduced as much as possible by using machinery and horsepower.

The remaining population is invested in the military, industry, commerce, entertainment, literature and education and other industries.

In short, we must first ensure that agricultural products meet the supply of the total population and ensure the bottom-line supply of agricultural products.

Once you get this one fixed, everything will be easy.

The next step is to increase security spending, build up the military, and consolidate one's own territory.

Then try to enrich your product offering.

From small to large, gradually expand this plate and then gradually include the outside population.

This is the only way to truly achieve the success of a modern economic system.

Otherwise, it will still be overwhelmed and obliterated by the old feudal production system.

Of course, it is simple for Wen Rensheng, but the difficulty in grasping it is definitely not something that one or two time travelers can handle.

Therefore, one must first get education. Otherwise, even if one becomes an emperor, once one dies, he will be quickly submerged by feudal traditions.

It's like wearing it for nothing, and at most a few traces of antique machinery will be left.

And among this group of time travelers, there are obviously real experts.

They saw through this, so they started doing this early on.

What they are doing now is freeing the labor force from the land.

Let them use one-third or even one-tenth of the original number of people to cultivate the land.

In this way, others will be driven off the land, either actively or passively.

For example, if local farmers find that it is cheaper to use machinery and livestock than people, they will not rent out so much land, but will use a smaller number of people to farm the land.

Of course, there is a problem with this: even if it is cheap, local tycoons will rent the land to as many tenants as possible out of the additional consideration of expanding their own power and influence.

Because this represents how much control they have over the people.

Although these big investors do not understand deep things, they instinctively know that more people are better than fewer people.

At least it is very beneficial to fight for water sources, land, and resist the imperial court's taxation.

So they will not give up large amounts of land to a minority group of people.

This requires breaking up large households, preferably by establishing corporate farms.

Corporatize the farm.

This is the only way to farm for profit rather than for personal dependence.

He was meticulous in every move, making sure everyone understood.

"This plow can increase our efficiency in tilling the land several times, and it can also plow deeper and yield more crops." The time traveler explained while demonstrating.

The villagers sat in a circle, listened attentively, and nodded from time to time to show their understanding.

One of the elders among them looked at the busy figure of the time traveler and couldn't help but sighed: "These southern masters are really our lucky stars."

"They not only taught us how to farm, but also taught us how to read and write. They are much better than the masters who came before who only knew how to pull grain and Latin."

The words of the elder resonated with the villagers, who nodded one after another with grateful smiles on their faces.

In their hearts, these southern gentlemen are not only teachers, but also elders.

In fact, they are disseminators of knowledge and more like their friends and relatives.

At sunset, the sound of children reading aloud could be heard from the village school.

The time travelers set up a school here, giving the children in the village the opportunity to study.

Of course, what they are taught are modern knowledge and modern ideas.

A female time traveler was teaching the children to read. Her voice was gentle and patient, and she explained every word clearly.

Modern pinyin is used directly instead of the ancient fanqie method.

"This word is pronounced 'ren', which means to treat others well, just like we treat our friends." The female time traveler explained as she wrote.

The children opened their eyes wide and imitated carefully.

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Although their little hands are tender, every stroke is filled with a desire for knowledge.

A little boy looked up and asked curiously: "Teacher, why do you teach us this?"

The female time traveler smiled and replied: "Because knowledge can change destiny, we hope that you can all become useful people and make this world a better place."

"Remember, all people are equal, and no one is nobler than anyone else."

“No one can make you kneel.”

"We are here to make you understand this truth."

"What we can do, you can do in the future."

To be honest, there are very few time travelers who can speak of such equality.

But this is inevitable in the future.

After all, knowledge and theories spread very quickly.

As long as there is a cultural atmosphere of hard work and willingness to learn, and the ethnic genes are there, we can catch up with the most advanced ones in a hundred years at most.

Of course, without this gene and atmosphere, it will be useless even if there are another five hundred years.

This is the preciousness of the feudal imperial examination system and feudal education, which is nurtured amidst its decay: it lets people know that learning knowledge can help them advance.

Not every ethnic group can understand this truth.

And those who can understand it can all rank above the top.

The little boy nodded thoughtfully, his eyes flashing with longing for the future.

In the children's hearts, these southern gentlemen all speak nicely and are kind to them.

They are their knowledge enlighteners and guides to their dreams.

As night fell, a bonfire was lit in the open space in the center of the village.

The villagers and a few time travelers sat around the campfire, sharing food and stories.

The children were chasing and playing around the campfire, while the adults were chatting about family matters. The atmosphere was warm and harmonious.

In Wen Rensheng's opinion, this is the core area for time travelers.

It is also an experimental field for change, exploring ways for time travelers and indigenous people to get along with each other.

That's why so many people stay here.

A time traveler stood up, took out a flute from his arms, and played a melodious tune.

The villagers listened quietly and were moved by the beautiful music.

When the song ended and the crowd dispersed, the villagers expressed their gratitude to the time travelers.

"After the southern masters came, our lives became much better. Our children can go to school and we can learn new skills," said a villager with emotion.

A traveler smiled and responded: "We are just doing what we should do. We are also very happy to be able to help everyone."

As the night deepened, the bonfire gradually went out, and the villagers and time travelers returned to their homes.

The village fell into silence again, but this silence was full of gratitude and hope.

……

As the sun rises, golden light shines on the glazed tiles of the Forbidden City, reflecting a dazzling glow.

In the imperial court of the Ming Dynasty, civil and military officials dressed in court robes, arranged according to their ranks, waiting for the emperor to arrive.

There was a solemn atmosphere in the air, everyone held their breath and concentrated, not daring to slack off in the slightest.

Of course, this was just an act. In fact, there were hundreds of people absent from the court.

There are many people who ask for leave due to illness and other reasons.

Since the emperor became tired, all officials became tired as well.

In addition, in the middle and late Ming Dynasty, civil officials held the main power, so they naturally turned a blind eye to these matters.

Unless someone impeaches, no one will care.

With a steady sound of footsteps, the Emperor of the Ming Dynasty slowly walked into the court.

Emperor Jiajing seldom attended grand court meetings.

Serious matters are not discussed during grand court meetings.

His dragon robe sparkled in the sun, and the golden dragon pattern on it came alive.

The old emperor had a dignified face and his eyes revealed an unquestionable authority.

He sat on the dragon throne and scanned the entire room. Every official whose eyes touched lowered their heads involuntarily.

"My dear ministers, I have something to discuss with you at the court meeting today." Jiajing's voice echoed in the court, and every word was full of power.

Xu Jie, an old but vigorous man, stepped out of the procession and bowed deeply to the emperor: "Your Majesty, we have recently learned that there is a group of barbarians on the sea who call themselves southerners."

"They occupied some islands and conquered many small states in Southeast Asia."

"Many states have asked the Ming Dynasty to administer justice."

"But they also brought many novelties and skills, which are quite beneficial to our country."

Jiajing raised his eyebrows slightly, revealing a hint of interest: "Oh? Is this true? What are their abilities that deserve your attention?"

Xu Jie continued, "Your Majesty, these southerners have mastered skills beyond what we know. They can make all kinds of exquisite tools and even carry certain medicines that are said to have the effect of bringing the dead back to life."

Hearing this, Jiajing was immediately excited.

Doesn't this mean that his mission to achieve immortality has worked?

Can his title of Emperor Wanshou really become true?

"Moreover, some of their skills can greatly improve agricultural efficiency and enhance our military's combat effectiveness. I believe that if we can make good use of these southerners, they will surely bring prosperity to our Ming Dynasty."

Xu Jie's words caused a round of whispers in the court.

Some officials nodded in agreement, while others looked skeptical.

The Minister of War stood up, his voice loud and firm: "Your Majesty, although the southerners have extraordinary skills, their hearts are hard to predict."

"If they have ill intentions, wouldn't our Ming Dynasty be inviting a wolf into our house?"

Xu Jie retorted: "Lord Zhao is right, but we can monitor them and only let them teach skills, and not get involved in the affairs of the court."

“This way, we can utilize their skills while guarding against risks.”

The Minister of Rites also joined the discussion: "Your Majesty, what the southerners say and do is often against tradition. If we allow them to spread, I'm afraid it will shake the foundation of the rituals of our Ming Dynasty."

The debate in the court became increasingly heated, with each side having its own reasons and concerns.

Emperor Jiajing listened quietly, with a thoughtful gleam in his eyes.

In his opinion, everything else is fine, but the matter of medicine should be taken seriously.

He has been feeling unwell recently.

He wanted to live past 60.

He believes that turning sixtieth is a big hurdle.

If he survives, he will truly be immortal!
(End of this chapter)