The Alternate World Is Too Dangerous: I Hide In Reality And Rule!

In the direction of the gate of Shangyang City.

There was a team coming. Because of the snow, although these people had horses, they all got off their horses and led them.

When the Lord of Shangyangcheng approached with many officials from the yamen, the two burly men in the front immediately stepped forward to stop them.

"I'm the magistrate of Shangyang County, welcome to the chief assistant."

Following the words of the magistrate of Shangyang County, the two guards stepped aside, revealing a man surrounded by stars.

But Detective Yang, who was following behind, was stunned when he heard what his county magistrate said.

Shou... Shoufu?

If I remember correctly, Shoufu is the biggest official in the world, except for the emperor.

Did my ears hear me wrong?

Lord Shoufu came to their Shangyang County?

Since he served as a policeman for so many years, the biggest official that Shangyang County has welcomed is a fourth-rank official, and the first assistant can't even imagine it.

Lin Ye's gaze also followed the crowd, and he saw the "chief assistant". When he saw that again, he froze for a moment, turned around the next moment and went back the same way.

"Uncle Xu, thank you behind closed doors today, let me tell you that my body feels uncomfortable due to the wind and cold."

"good."

Although Xu Bo was a little puzzled as to why his young master suddenly closed the door to thank guests after he had gone out for a while, since it was the young master who said it, then he would carry it out without hesitation.

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...

In a quarter of an hour!

A group of people stood outside the gate of the Lin Mansion.

Detective Yang, who was in charge of leading the way ahead, saw the young Shoufu lord stop in front of the Lin Mansion, and his heart skipped a beat. Could it be that Shoufu lord knew Mr. Lin?

Just now, the magistrate of his own county invited Mr. Shoufu to go to the Yamen, but Mr. Shoufu refused. Mr. Shoufu bluntly said that he came to Shangyang City this time to visit friends.

"Lin Fu, this is that..."

The county magistrate looked at the door plaque of Lin's mansion, and the master next to him reminded: "My lord, this is the mansion of Mr. Lin, the most beautiful man in Shangyang City."

"It's him."

The magistrate of the county suddenly realized that he had been in Shangyang County for less than a year, but he had also heard about the reputation of Mr. Lin in Shangyang County.

At that time, after he took office, he hosted a banquet for the local gentry. Mr. Lin did not show up. He was still a little dissatisfied in his heart, but now he was very glad that he was just a little dissatisfied, and he did not give Mr. Lin small shoes to wear, otherwise he would rely on others As the friend status of Mr. Shoufu, he can handle himself easily.

It's no wonder that people didn't come to participate. I'm afraid I haven't been seen by others as a county magistrate.

"Boss Yang, knock on the door."

The county magistrate gave Yang Butou a look, and Yang Butou knocked on the door, but there was no response for a long time.

"Young Master Lin, Young Master Lin..."

"Uncle Xu..."

After knocking several times, the small door on the side opened, and Xu Bo's figure appeared.

Looking at the group of Yang Butou standing outside the door, Xu Bo was taken aback. He had never met the county magistrate, but he had dealt with Yang Butou before, and Yang Butou had a good relationship with his son.

"Yang Butou, are you looking for my young master, young master, he has caught the cold and hasn't seen any visitors for a few days."

"Sickened by the wind and cold?"

Yang Butou was puzzled, he saw Mr. Lin with a rosy complexion just a moment ago, why did he catch a cold the next moment?

Could it be that the cold wind just blows for a while?

"Well, I'm very sorry. I will tell my young master about the matter of Yang Butou's visit. When the young master recovers, I will ask him to apologize to Yang Butou."

The county magistrate at the side became anxious when he heard this. Mr. Shoufu is here, and he has to wait for his condition to recover, so he scolded: "Hurry up and tell your son, just say..."

"Uncle Xu, why, you don't know me anymore."

However, the chief assistant interrupted the words of the magistrate, and looked at Uncle Xu with a smile. Uncle Xu stared at him for a while, and asked with some uncertainty: "Are you..."

"An Zisheng." The man reminded.

"Oh, that's right, you are that Mr. An, and you were my Mr...."

The voice stopped abruptly, Xu Bo thought that there were so many people in front of him, if he brought up the matter of Mr. An in front of these people, wouldn't it make people feel uncomfortable.

"Uncle Xu has a good memory."

An Zisheng also looked a little embarrassed, remembering what happened back then, he came to ask Mr. Lin for money, but was stopped by Uncle Xu, and later Mr. Lin tied him up at home.

"You didn't rebel with the rebel army, oh yes, you're an officer and soldier now, Mr. An, are you an official now?" Although Xu Bo had never met the magistrate, he was wearing an official uniform, so he could still recognize him .

"I would also like to thank your son for reminding me that year, I was lucky enough to have an official position."

An Zisheng was very modest. The county magistrate at the side was about to say that Uncle Xu was presumptuous, but he didn't dare to open his mouth after hearing this.

Hearing Mr. Shoufu's words, it seems that he has a very different relationship with this Mr. Lin, so he should not interrupt.

"Uncle Xu, it's okay for me to meet your young master."

Uncle Xu looked a bit embarrassed, he knew that his young master hadn't really contracted the cold, but the young master just explained what he said a moment ago, so he could only say, "Mr. An, I'm really sorry, my young master has contracted the cold, and it's inconvenient to see guests recently."

"Housekeeper, go and report, this is Lord Shoufu."

The county magistrate at the side couldn't hold back in the end, the Lord Shoufu came to the door, not to mention the cold, as long as he still had a breath, he couldn't refuse.

"Chief?"

Uncle Xu was stunned, and An Zisheng said modestly, "The official position is not important, Uncle Xu can just go and inform Mr. Lin."

Although he didn't intend to show off, An Zisheng thought that the county magistrate had applied for his official position, so Uncle Xu would not stop him, but what he didn't expect was that Uncle Xu shook his head after being dazed for a while.

"It's true that my son is seriously ill and can't see guests."

This time, it was An Zisheng's turn to be stunned, and Yang Butou on the side gave Uncle Xu a thumbs up in his heart, rejecting the first assistant. Old Xu, the butler, was definitely the most powerful butler he had ever seen.

"Presumptuous, how dare you speak to Mr. Shoufu like that, if you don't inform your young master, I will let people..."

"Shut up."

An Zisheng scolded the county magistrate directly, and then said to Uncle Xu, "Since Mr. Lin is unwell, I will stay in Shangyang City for a few days and send a letter to the capital, asking the imperial doctor to come and see Mr. Lin."

Uncle Xu didn't answer the call, because he didn't know how to answer it. It's better to report the situation to the young master later, and wait for the young master to deal with it.

"Since Mr. Lin is temporarily inconvenient, I will visit an old friend again."

An Zisheng looked at Qingfeng Temple on one side. If the priest of Qingfeng Temple hadn't brought out the food, the uprising would have failed in Shangyang County.

Although the uprising failed later, at least the spark of hope remained.

...

A quarter of an hour later, An Zisheng came out of Qingfeng Temple, dumbfounded. In Qingfeng Temple, he was also late and closed the door.

According to the enlightened Taoist priest in the Qingfeng Temple, the old Taoist priest has retreated, and all matters of the Qingfeng Temple are handled by Mr. Lin. Now Mr. Lin is sick, which means that the Qingfeng Temple is also closed to thank guests.

"Let's go to the government office first."

An Zisheng was a little helpless. Is it such an unfortunate coincidence that he came here?

The county magistrate has already dared not say anything. Didn't even Mr. Shoufu force him to see him? The water here may be very deep, so he will be responsible for entertaining Mr. Shoufu.

When Detective Yang quickly followed and left, he took a deep look at the gate of the Lin Mansion. Mr. Lin was really hiding something.

The most important thing is that Mr. Lin knows such nobles as Shoufu, and he is so kind and polite to them, unlike those officials who come and go as soon as they are called.

Fuya.

An Zisheng refused the reception banquet that the county magistrate invited the gentry from the city to accompany him, but after the simple dinner, he prepared to rest in the yard arranged by the county magistrate.

late at night!

As soon as An Zisheng entered the room, a light appeared, and then a long sword appeared around his neck.

"Mr. Lin, your habit of putting a cold gun behind your back has not changed."

Facing the long sword on his neck, An Zisheng was not shocked at all, as if all this was within his expectation, the next moment the long sword disappeared, and Lin Ye sat on the seat in front of him.

"You've learned to be smart."

"Mr. Lin closed the door to thank guests so coincidentally, isn't it because he doesn't want to see me, an uninvited guest?"

An Zisheng calmly picked up the teapot that his servants had put in, and poured a cup of tea for Lin Ye: "I thought Mr. Lin would be very happy to see me when the ancients met, but I don't know where the misunderstanding happened. Master Delin doesn't want to see me."

Lin Ye looked at An Zisheng. After a few years, this kid became much smarter, and he also guessed that he would come at night.

"Since you have already guessed it, then you know why I came, and start to argue."

The corner of An Zisheng's mouth twitched. Mr. Lin still likes to do this, but he is used to it, and he explained with a serious expression: "Mr. Lin's misunderstanding is probably because of General Qiao."

"At the beginning, I followed General Qiao to the north, but I was accidentally surrounded by officers and soldiers from the former court. I wanted to accompany General Qiao to die, but General Qiao scolded me and a few others to leave. General Qiao said, the few of us joined The time of the rebel army is still short, and they are unarmed scholars, the officers and soldiers will not chase us to the end, I did not agree at that time, but General Qiao asked his personal guards to take us away forcibly."

Lin Ye just stared at An Zisheng, apparently judging the authenticity of An Zisheng's words.

"Mr. Lin, what I'm telling is the truth. There were five of us at that time. After we left, we hid our names and secretly accumulated and developed our strength. It was not until another uprising later that we overthrew Qian Chao. Even the current emperor is one of our five." one of men."

"The Holy Majesty has ordered that Qiao's family be granted the title of first-class duke, and there will be no succession."

Lin Ye sneered, everyone is dead, so what's the point of giving another title.

But this can't be blamed on An Zisheng and the others. Based on his understanding of the senior brother, this is indeed something a senior senior brother would do.

"So our An Shoufu came back this time to show off?"

"Don't dare, this time I went back to Shangyang County to visit Mr. Lin and Qingfeng Temple specially. The kindness of Qingfeng Temple back then, I and the Holy Majesty both remembered it in our hearts. Feng Daochang is a first-rank great celestial master."

"No need." Lin Ye directly refused for the old man.

He believed that it would be the same even if the old Taoist was around, and it was absolutely impossible to become a first-rank great celestial master with the old Taoist temperament.

An Zisheng was a little puzzled: "Mr. Lin, Qingfeng Temple will be sealed as a township Taoist temple. In the future, the incense of Qingfeng Temple will be very prosperous. All officials will come to Qingfeng Temple to burn incense. Military generals will dismount from horses, civil officials will get off their sedan chairs, and the surrounding people... "

"Qingfeng Temple is a Taoist temple of practice."

Lin Ye's words stopped An Zisheng's words, practice...

This world has its own rules, practitioners do not participate in secular dynasty changes, and the same dynasty will not get too close to the practice sect.

"I understand." An Zisheng was a little disappointed, but then he said: "Mr. Lin, I am here to tell Mr. Lin that I want to recommend you to the Holy Majesty. With Mr. Lin, your intelligence is more suitable for this position than mine." Shoufu."

"Stop!"

Lin Ye waved his hands quickly, to be the exhausted chief assistant by himself?

He didn't know about the different world, as far as the first assistant in the history of the real world, no matter how good or bad they were, none of them had good results, and he was even more exhausted.

Wouldn't it be nice for him to be a happy little landlord?

"Mr. Lin, I'm sincere. At that time, I didn't quite understand what you said to me. Since I became the first assistant, I feel more and more the deep meaning in Mr. Lin's words."

Seeing An Zisheng's sincere gaze, Lin Ye sighed. This kid... may invite him out of the mountain, but the real purpose is to ask him for advice.

"I'm just talking casually. In the words of you scholars, it's just empty talk. Empty talk will only harm the country. If you want to ask me for advice, I'm afraid you're asking the wrong person."

Lin Ye narrowed his eyes and looked at An Zisheng. An Zisheng knew that his thoughts had been guessed, but he was not embarrassed. In his heart, Mr. Lin himself was extremely smart.

"Mr. Lin, to be honest, I remember what you said back then. Since I became the chief assistant, I have issued several decrees, allowing the government to govern towns and villages, and setting up civil affairs departments in each village. Go directly to the Department of Civil Affairs to sue the local tyrants and squires, and at the same time, the evaluation of officials has also been changed, and the evaluation of ten ordinary households in the jurisdiction will be selected for the evaluation of officials."

Lin Ye looked at An Zisheng, this kid really dared to do it, the officials in this world must fall out.

"These decrees have been promulgated since the establishment of the new dynasty. It was okay for the past one or two years, but since this year, the voices of opposition from the officials have become louder and louder. Some people are illiterate. How can they understand the policies of officials? Besides, they are not allowed to let the chief The gentry managed the villages and towns, and a group of troublemakers emerged in many places."

An Zisheng looked a little distressed. He was full of confidence in promulgating these decrees, but he didn't expect the actual effect to be very different.

"Mr. Lin, dare to ask where the problem is?"

"The problem is whether the means of production are in the hands of the gentry."

"The means of production?" An Zisheng was puzzled. He understood what this word meant when taken apart, but he didn't understand what it meant when put together.

"Let me ask you, how many literate people in the village?"

An Zisheng thought for a while, and replied: "Not many, those who can read and write are... I understand, the only ones who can read and write to sue are actually only the gentry and landlords in the village. from."

"It's almost like this." Lin Ye has been in the different world for so long, and he also knows something about it. Ordinary people can only understand some basic words, and most of them are trading numbers.

"Then how should I change it?"

"No matter how you change it, it's useless. Unless you can make the people of the world read and write, otherwise, in a few years, new interest classes will still appear, and then they will wantonly gobble up the land of the poor people. After years and months, the people will be unable to sustain themselves , and embarked on the road of rebellion together.”

Even if An Zisheng was the chief assistant, what Lin Ye said was very straightforward. The change of feudal dynasty cannot be stopped by one or two people.

"Is there no way?"

"There is a way that may be able to delay the change of dynasty."

"What method, please ask Mr. Lin to teach me?" An Zisheng humbly asked for advice.

"Develop business and improve the status of merchants."

This is the only way Lin Ye can think of. Only by developing commerce and allowing economies to circulate in various places can the limitation of using land as a means of production be broken.

"Improve the status of a businessman?" An Zisheng's expression changed a bit: "But businessmen value profit. If the status of a businessman is improved, wouldn't the common people all talk about profit, and the atmosphere will be ruined."

Talking about profit is the behavior of a villain.

A gentleman doesn't talk about profit.

No matter how avant-garde An Zisheng's thinking is, he still maintains the characteristics of a scholar.

"The status of the merchants I am talking about is just to improve the convenience of their business. In addition, for some merchants with good management and good reputation, the government can reward them. This reward can be in terms of status or reputation. "

Seeing An Zisheng's incomprehensible expression, Lin Ye sighed in his heart. Looking at it from the perspective of modern people, he naturally felt that this was a normal thing, but for a person from another world like An Zisheng, , What he said is subverting the three views.

But this is the best way to crack the land is the means of production.

A businessman seeks profit, so he will develop and stimulate productivity...

Of course, if Lin Ye is willing to bring some modern technologies to the other world, the development of the other world will also advance by leaps and bounds, but Lin Ye does not intend to do so.

This is a world with ghosts and goblins, he doesn't want to attract too much attention, under the right circumstances, it's okay to set up a business.

Half an hour later, An Zisheng's face was brightened. He didn't expect that developing business would bring so many benefits.

"Mr. Lin, if you are willing to come out of the mountain, I will definitely advise the sage that you will be the chief assistant." This time, An Zisheng really had the idea of ​​giving way to Lin Ye.

He doesn't care about the position of chief minister, what he cares about is how to govern the country well so that the people can live and work in peace and contentment.

"I'm not interested, let's give up on this idea."

Lin Ye shook his head, and then said, "In order to prevent the people all over the world from talking about profit, you can organize scholars and storytellers in Shilin to fabricate some stories about Confucian businessmen and spread them among the common people."

Confucian businessmen.

This is the way Lin Ye thought of for An Zisheng to control those businessmen, and it is also an example in the real world.

Being poor cares themselves, being wealthy cares the world.

This is a benchmark for Chinese people to conduct themselves in the world.

Generally, when encountering disasters, some people on the Internet stare at those entrepreneurs to see if they have donated money. If they donate less, they will yell at them. Many netizens think this is hatred of the rich. own business.

But in fact, this is brought about by the Confucian businessman concept accepted by people for thousands of years.

To be a businessman in China, you must be a Confucian businessman, otherwise even if the government is not doing much, the common people will spray you to death first. In history, starting from Zigong, there have been generations of Confucian trademarks standing there.

All businessmen can only move towards those people.

This is not the so-called hatred of the rich.

What Lin Ye wants An Zisheng to do now is to establish an environment for Confucian businessmen in the same world. As long as the common people know that being a businessman must be a Confucian businessman, then there will be no such thing as in the West, where they would rather drink milk than they can drink. Dump things out.

"Okay, thank you Mr. Lin for preaching and dispelling doubts. It is a blessing for the people of the world to have you here." An Zisheng looked very serious when he said this, and he really thought so.

"It's not easy to do this, at least your resistance will not be small."

Lin Ye said meaningfully that the rise of businessmen is a challenge from new forces to old forces, and those with vested interests will never sit idly by. If An Zisheng dares to do this, he will face thousands of hostile forces, including him. Those allies in the court may turn against each other.

"General Qiao can do it, so can I." An Zisheng's expression was very firm. For some reason, Lin Ye thought of a sentence: Although there are thousands of people, I will go.

An Zisheng, like the big brother, is a rational and pure person.

Persuasion is useless for such people.

"If you can't get along in the future, you can come to Qingfengguan, and I will leave you something to eat."

Lin Ye patted An Zisheng's shoulder. An Zisheng was stunned for a moment, then smiled wryly, "Mr. Lin, can you stop hitting me?"

"I'm not attacking you. I'm telling the truth. None of the reformers in ancient times ended well. You should dig a tunnel at home to avoid being wiped out."

After saying this, Lin Ye didn't care about An Zisheng's reaction, and walked towards the door with his sword in hand. An Zisheng looked at Lin Ye's leaving back, and slightly arched his hands. He knew that Mr. Lin's words were not true. Ridiculous and unfavorable towards him.

Mr. Lin is leaving him a way out.

If he really came to this step, he would not come to this step. General Qiao once said that it was Zuo Gong who woke him up.

In his mind, General Qiao is Zuo Gong.

And he is willing to be the next Zuo Gong.

"This fool!"

Lin Ye climbed over the wall and left the mansion, shaking his head and sighing.

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the next day!

An Zisheng set off and left, which made the county magistrate and Yang Butou very puzzled, didn't they say to wait for a few more days to wait for the imperial doctor to see Mr. Lin?

"That's right, what is the status of Mr. Shoufu? He has so many opportunities to deal with every day. How can he have time to wait here? Mr. Lin also missed it."

The magistrate of the county sighed in his heart, no matter what the relationship between Mr. Shoufu and Mr. Lin, this time Mr. Shoufu Qingche Jiancong came back to visit you, but he was stopped by the housekeeper. If he was Mr. Shoufu, he would feel a little bit Not happy.

The group was about to reach the city gate, and An Zisheng was about to get into the carriage, when a voice came from behind.

"Mr. An, wait."

Uncle Xu ran over panting, An Zisheng motioned for the guards to get out of the way, and went forward to catch Uncle Xu himself. The magistrate's eyelids twitched when he saw this scene, so he had better not do anything.

"Mr. An, my son asked me to give this to you."

Uncle Xu took a package and handed it to An Zisheng. An Zisheng took the package with a smile on his face. He looked towards the direction of the Lin Mansion in the city, and said with a raised corner of his mouth, "Thank you, young master, for me."

"good."

"Master Qi, there is no need to send it away."

An Zisheng got into the carriage and immediately opened the package. Looking at the brand new book inside, he could feel the wet ink on the first page, so he knew that it was a book written by Mr. Lin overnight.

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In the Lin Mansion, Lin Ye was lying on the rattan chair and shaking his hands. In one night, he combined Das Kapital, Zizhi Tongjian and even some red theories into one book, but it took a lot of his brain cells.

"I hope this fool can understand and live longer."

PS: Two chapters in one, and another chapter in the early morning