"Your Highness, Mr. Zhou is here."
Someone came in from outside the door to report.
Zhou Qun is usually very busy, and now Jiangzhou relies on Zhou Qun for all major matters, big and small.
Ning Fan was very curious, why was Zhou Qun free to come to the house today?
After a while, Zhou Qun walked in.
From a distance, Ning Fan could see the deep worry on Zhou Qun's face.
"Mr. Zhou, what happened?"
Ning Fan was calm.
Zhou Qun rarely showed such a worried look. He walked in and cupped his hands towards Ning Fan and said, "Your Highness, someone from the Yang family is here!"
"Yang family? That Yang family?"
Ning Fan looked confused.
"The Yang family in Jiangzhou! Once the largest family in Jiangzhou, it retreated due to floods, and now it is making a comeback."
Zhou Qun was afraid that Ning Fan wouldn't understand, so he explained it very simply and clearly.
Ning Fan nodded: "Sit down first and speak slowly."
"Your Highness, the people behind the Yang family are very powerful, and behind them is Yang Wei, the grand master of the dynasty!"
"This time the Yang family came to our Jiangzhou Palace, the main purpose is to return the Yang family's original land, and even divide part of our factory."
Zhou Qun frowned and said.
Ning Fan waved his hand and suddenly burst into laughter: "What a joke, why do these things belong to the Yang family? The Yang family may not be able to offend."
"Your Highness, Taiwei Yang Wei and the prince are very close..."
Zhou Qun reminded.
Ning Fan shook his head and said: "Don't worry, as long as my father reigns, I will be the prince of Dakang! Is a prince greater than a prince?"
After hearing Ning Fan's words, Zhou Qun slowly relaxed his brows, but his expression was still worried: "Your Highness, the name of the person coming from the Yang family this time is Yang Kai. Do you want to meet him?"
"No, let him go!"
"If you want the Yang family's land back, let Taiwei Yang Wei come in person."
Ning Fan sneered.
Hearing Ning Fan's tough attitude, the worry on Zhou Qun's face gradually dissipated. In fact, what he was most worried about was a lord who was too kind and too weak.
After all, Ning Fan was excluded and sent to Jiangzhou before.
But now it seems that Ning Fan has a tough attitude and shows signs of being a tyrant.
"Then let him go."
Zhou Qun finally smiled.
Ning Fan felt Zhou Qun gradually relax and understood that Zhou Qun's mood had changed.
Although Zhou Qun is a rare talent, he also needs experience. In his heart, Zhou Qun is still a Confucian scholar who values superiority and inferiority.
But Ning Fan is different. He comes from the future world, and the belief that everyone is equal has been deeply rooted in his bones.
Princes and generals like Ning, so Ning Fan has no natural attitude of looking up to the powerful.
Even if he is the emperor, it is not a big deal in Ning Fan's mind...
"In the future, all these powerful families will be killed! Everyone has books to read, and everyone can be themselves!"
Ning Ran suddenly said something, which almost scared Zhou Qun to death.
"Your Highness, do you really think so?"
Zhou Qun looked at Ning Fan with a shocked expression.
"What do you think?"
"Are these aristocratic families useful? They are nothing more than vicious dogs used by the ruling class to imprison the common people! Do you think the court doesn't know that these aristocratic families are doing evil things?"
"Actually, those who harmed you know far better than you yourself how wronged and wronged you are!"
"It's a pity that in order to maintain the imperial power, we must support these aristocratic families! Let them parasitize on the people and suck their blood, draining every ounce of strength from the people."
Ning Fan Taotao said undecidedly.
Zhou Qun on the side broke into a cold sweat when he heard: "Your Highness, if this is not the case, the world will be even more chaotic! Stability, stability is more important than anything else! In fact, what the people want is stability. As long as they are given a safe environment, suffering It doesn’t matter if you’re a little tired.”
Ning Fan had long expected what Zhou Qun would say. He shook his head and said, "I understand what you mean! Are you saying that in order to maintain rule and maintain the effective operation of a society, there must be such a class? Is that what you mean? ?”
"certainly!"
Zhou Qun nodded in reply.
Ning Fan smiled: "You can open up the pattern and open up your ideas!"
"How to open it?"
Zhou Qun was at a loss.
"Then let me ask you, what does the progress of human society rely on?"
Ning Fan asked.
Now Zhou Qun was at a loss again. He had no idea what Ning Fan meant, so he shook his head and said, "It's a saint! A saint educates the world and teaches the general public propriety, justice and shame. This makes the entire society run effectively."
"wrong!"
"Big mistake!"
"Social progress actually relies on productivity."
"If one acre of land can produce one thousand kilograms of grain, what do you think the world will look like?"
Ning Fan stared at Zhou Qun.
Zhou Qun is enough to represent the highest level of intellectuals in Dakang.
Because from the very beginning of his contact with Zhou Qun, Ning Fan could tell how high Zhou Qun was.
But even if he learned a lot, Zhou Qun still couldn't escape the limitations of this era.
Because cognition is greater than IQ, no matter how smart a person is, if he cannot jump out of the cognitive rut, he is a frog in the well.
Ning Fan trained Zhou Qun as his right-hand man in the future, so from a fundamental point of view, Ning Fan must give Zhou Qun the earliest corrections possible.
Only those who share the same goals can be called comrades. If Zhou Qun is just a talented man wearing the cloak of Confucianism, then Ning Fan would rather not have it.
"A thousand pounds? How is this possible?"
Zhou Qun was dumbfounded: "If that's true, wouldn't it mean that everyone would not have to worry about food and clothing, and everyone could study in their spare time and no longer be ignorant!"
"You're wrong again."
Ning Fan sneered.
Zhou Qun almost fainted. He thought he was smart, but when he stood in front of Ning Fan, he realized that he was nothing.
"Your Highness, what do you think it will be like?"
Zhou Qun humbly asked for advice.
"If the yield per acre really is one thousand catties, then the ruling class of the aristocratic family will take away nine hundred catties! What is left is just enough for the people to eat and not starve to death!"
Ning Fan said with burning eyes.
Zhou Qun is not a fool, and he understands the truth as soon as he thinks about it.
"It's like this. If the common people are overfed, then who will work for the powerful? If they don't work, the privileges of the powerful will be gone!"
"The common people are the cannon fodder of the prosperous times and the troubled times. They will always be consumables in the hands of the powerful!"
"In the eyes of the powerful, common people are not even human beings, they are the same as dogs at home."
Zhou Qun gritted his teeth and said.
Ning Fan held his hands and laughed: "You finally understand, right? That's what I meant."
"Then what kind of world is your Highness going to build?"
Zhou Qun looked at Ning Fan curiously.
"Social class must exist, but the more work you do, the more you get. First, social distribution must be gradually fair. Only then will people's creativity be liberated, and our world will be more prosperous."
"It's too early to talk about this now, but you have to remember that we are definitely not powerful people in Jiangzhou, and what we are replacing is not the position of the Yang family!"
