Chapter 47 The tenant, the housekeeper, the Mohists and me(2/2)
Outside the window, the thunder sounds lower, and the rain sounds like whips! The sounds are urgent, and the sounds are aroused.
This is the final result. As long as the dynasty is not changed, the owner of the manor will always be a hypocritical local sage. In fact, if there hadn't been a revolution, Huang Shiren would have lived happily and happily!
Whether Xier sets fire or pretends to be a ghost, she will never hurt Huang Shiren in the slightest!
"Bang!" Zhang Qian suddenly raised his hand and slapped himself, and Zhang Qian quickly recovered from his awakening.
Under the astonished eyes of Zijuan and Ren Quan, he waved the charcoal pen and quickly drew a gorilla head at the end of the "Butler" group of words, and then posed a question mark again.
He has evolved more than 1,300 years more than the people of this era!
He did travel through time, but he was not even as ancient as ancient people!
His eyes quickly turned to the last group of words, "I".
Gritting his teeth, expanding his chest, and then he penned under the word "I"!
"Boom! Boom! Boom!" Thunder came again, from far to near, almost hanging above his head!
Confucianism is wrong. No matter whether the emperor loses his virtue or not, the owner of the manor must collect rent as much as possible to ensure his own interests.
The Mo family was also wrong. If the food was not guaranteed to be abundant as soon as possible and the property was enriched as soon as possible. Even if the Mo people tried hard to distribute food and material equally, everyone would just be poor together!
No one is willing to live a poor life for a long time. The land that is divided will soon fall into the hands of one of the tenants and his descendants. Then, the tenants will become the owner of the manor, hire the housekeeper, and then begin the next cycle!
Everyone is wrong, whether it is the tenant, the housekeeper, the owner, or the emperor!
The whole era is wrong, including God!
If you want to change these things, you can only change the backward production method in front of you first.
Zhang Qian is a fake Mo family, but he is a real graduate student of the philosophy department. And in almost one-third of his class time in college, he learns the most sharp and useless dragon-slaying technique in philosophy!
He didn't expect or had the ability to slaughter the giant dragon with the learned dragon-slaying technique.
He doesn't have the resilience or ambition, so he will kill the dragon!
However, at least he could change the farm he had learned and rely on the dragon-slaying technique he had learned! Change the surroundings of these dozens of families!
"Boom! Boom! Boom!" Outside the window, thunder came again, accompanied by crazy lightning, as if torn apart, crushed, and then reshaped the whole world.
Datang, I'm here!
A dragon-slaying sword and several simplified Chinese characters appeared under the word "I".
"Bang! Crack, Crack, Crack!" The wind blew off a protective window, and countless lightning flashed through the window. It shone Zhang Qian's figure again like a madman!
Ren Quan and Zijuan rushed out the door screaming and tried to reinstall the window guard. Zhang Qian himself was not moved by the thunder at all.
It seemed as if a heavy shell was broken by lightning. At this moment, he felt extremely relaxed all over his body.
Putting down the carbon bars, Zhang Qian slowly smiled under the lamp.
From now on, for the Tang Dynasty, Zhang Qian is no longer a bystander.
Chapter completed!