Chapter 914 Who is directing this play?
Jiang Qingzhi always felt that he had a bad fate. In his previous life, his parents were not on good terms, and there was no peace since he could remember. He often envied the parents of the children in his neighborhood who were always laughing and playing, so why were his own parents different?
I am different from others.
My family is different from others.
Elementary school, junior high school, high school, college... he followed the routine, neither good nor bad.
If nothing unexpected happens, Jiang Qingzhi will become a screw in society...a screw in a factory.
But he was unwilling to give up, so he followed his uncle to South America.
Young man!
Go explore the world!
Go and change your destiny!
Before leaving, Jiang Qingzhi stood on the highest mountain in his hometown...it was the highest mountain near the urban area. Standing on the top of the mountain, he felt some emotion like the saints who climbed Mount Tai and looked down on the world many years ago.
——If I don’t get rich, I won’t come back.
The boy shouted from the top of the mountain towards the city shrouded in smog.
He even felt it was a relief.
He felt that his fate would get better from now on.
Ideal is full, the reality is very skinny.
The small supermarket was on the verge of collapse, but it was enough to support the uncle and nephew. However, it was still a long way from making them rich.
——It’s okay, a journey of a thousand miles begins with a single step!
Jiang Qingzhi encouraged himself.
Not long after, due to political changes, the situation in the country was turbulent. The uncle and nephew were very nervous and pondered the news every day. The optimistic guess was that it would only cause trouble.
The commotion began and grew louder and louder.
It eventually turned into a riot, the small supermarket was destroyed, and the uncle and nephew squatted in front of the ruins, crying without tears.
My life is so damn bad... Jiang Qingzhi felt that his life was bad.
After joining the anti-government armed forces by chance, Jiang Qingzhi felt that he would die in a firefight, so he rushed in and killed recklessly, and won over the people's hearts recklessly...
To be honest, I only realized after going abroad that anyone who studies hard and reads more extracurricular books in China will discover after going abroad that Chinese people really have a racial talent for using tricks and playing power games.
He took to it like a fish in water and quickly rose to power.
Laozi's fate finally changed.
Jiang Qingzhi was happy, not because of the change in his fate, but because he felt like he had won a game with God.
The situation was constantly changing. Just when he was preparing to make a big splash in a foreign country, news came: Your child is on the kill list over there, are you going back?
After weighing the pros and cons, Jiang Qingzhi was so scared that he almost broke his teeth, but in the end, his life was more important.
Times!
Go back to my country, lie down, and stop playing around, okay?
Oh my God, what can you do to me?
Jiang Qingzhi comforted himself with the Ah Q spirit, it was so fun to wander around and play everywhere... and then he got fucking worn out.
I thought I would encounter a wonderful story after traveling through time, but who knew that I would end up on the road to exile.
This is the start of Hell difficulty.
My life! It seems that even after traveling through time, it is not any better.
Jiang Qingzhi wanted to cry but had no tears.
After finally surviving the disaster, he learned that he had to save the Ming Dynasty.
Otherwise, obliterate!
Damn it!
Jiang Qingzhi felt that he was an unlucky guy.
Really, nothing really good has ever happened to me.
But what he didn't know was that the resilience in his bones was being forced out bit by bit.
To save the country, right?
it is good!
I’m going to do it!
Jiang Qingzhi gritted his teeth and began his journey in the Ming Dynasty.
What is the root of the Ming Dynasty’s biggest problem?
From land annexation to military corruption... Jiang Qingzhi kept thinking, and until the new policy was launched, he felt he had found the answer.
It’s Confucianism!
Confucianism has dominated the Central Plains for a thousand years.
If you want to change the Ming Dynasty, you must first uncover this zombie.
In order to pry this zombie aside, the people of the Ming Dynasty must raise their heads and open their eyes to see the world.
Use the outside world to impact Confucianism, those outdated rules, and those conservative ideas.
Lift the ban on sea trade, and even send large armies to the sea... Use artillery to blast the enemy's coastline, and land the army...
Countless benefits will come from overseas, and the situation of all nations coming to pay tribute that Confucianism has dreamed of for thousands of years will truly appear.
As for your statement that all nations came to pay tribute to the Han and Tang dynasties, Confucianism also believes so.
Jiang Qingzhi can spit in your face.
What did the Han and Tang dynasties use to govern their countries?
Is it Confucianism?
Not also!
Practical skills.
Confucian appearance and legalistic bones.
The Han Dynasty had its own system, which was originally a mixture of the ways of hegemony and kingship.
It is so shameless of Confucians to claim credit for their old age.
Confucianism truly dominated the Central Plains during the Pre-Song Dynasty, and the decline of the Central Plains also began in the Pre-Song Dynasty.
He went from being a coward who could kill anyone he met to a coward who could be bullied by anyone.
Jiang Qingzhi thought hard, trying to find a way to bring down Confucianism.
The final conclusion is: forcing it will not work. Confucianism has long been integrated into the bones of the Central Plains. The two sides have a symbiotic relationship. Forcing it will be self-destructive.
The only way is to go around.
Open the country's doors and let the Ming Dynasty go to the world. Let the people of the Ming Dynasty see the changes in the outside world.
Look at the development of the West, look at the Western thought…
Then it forced changes within Confucianism.
For example, Tang Shunzhi, Lu Song, etc. There are countless Confucian heroes, but they are all trapped in the rules of thousands of years.
What Jiang Qingzhi needs to do is to break the cage that binds them by going out to sea.
And then watch them evolve within themselves.
Either renew yourself and keep pace with the times, or destroy yourself and become the dust of history.
When he learned that the blueprints for building the warship were lost, Jiang Qingzhi was almost in despair.
He felt that God had given him another difficult problem, just like in his previous life.
Can't you just stand seeing me?
"What the f*ck! What the f*ck!"
Jiang Qingzhi shivered and opened the album.
Those drawings, with angles, dimensions, materials, and processes marked on them...
Jiang Qingzhi trembled, picked up another blueprint, and opened it...
Or a warship.
A fleet must have ships with different functions, such as warships dedicated to fighting, scouts, transport, and supplies...
Jiang Qingzhi opened another one.
It's a cargo ship!
"Fuck!"
Jiang Qingzhi looked up and said, "God has opened his eyes!"
Jiang Qingzhi didn't understand the warships of this era, but he only needed to look at the description on the blueprint to know that if a warship was built according to this blueprint, the Lord of the Seven Seas?
The Ming navy can beat the shit out of the so-called Lord of the Seven Seas!
Press it to the ground and rub it hard!
"God's eyes are open!"
Jiang Qingzhi was so happy that he almost choked up.
He felt that he had been unlucky for many years and finally made a breakthrough.
"Where's the wine?"
Jiang Qingzhi couldn't find anyone to share his ecstasy with, so he ordered, "Go find some wine."
Mo Zhan outside the door was stunned, wondering where there is wine in this place?
"Go and ask."
Another guard went and finally found the good wine from Zhu Xizhong.
"What is Qingzhi going to do?" the old dandy asked, "Is there something difficult?"
The guard sighed, "It seems that the discussion between Lord Bo and the Ministers of Revenue and Works was not going well."
"Tell him to take it slow. We are young and can outlast those old ghosts." Zhu Xizhong muttered, "You are so young and you are already drowning your sorrows in alcohol."
Jiang Qingzhi really wasn't drowning his sorrows in alcohol. He drank a jar of wine and asked in a trembling voice, "Uncle Ding, this is intentional, right? This is all a script, right? Uncle Ding, say something!"
The big cauldron was turning slowly.
"Without ships that can sail the high seas, saving the Ming Dynasty is just empty talk. How many years will it take to design and build them again? But the new policy has begun, and there is no turning back. The powerful are gritting their teeth and looking for opportunities to retaliate, and the scholars of the world are anxiously waiting for those officials to start checking the land... Hatred is constantly accumulating.
Without a fleet capable of sailing far away to open a gap, this hatred can only be suppressed within the Ming Dynasty, and will eventually blow up everything, including me and the Ming Dynasty!"
Jiang Qingzhi picked up the second jar of wine, opened the seal, roughly wiped off the remaining sealing mud on the mouth of the jar with his sleeve, and took a big gulp.
"Da Ming and I don't have time to wait for the warships to be redesigned. The situation is urgent and we have to race against time. I was ready to lie down and die, but I didn't expect the blueprints to fall from the sky. If all this is not intentional, I can change my surname!"
Jiang Qingzhi took a sip of wine, his eyes reddened. "Who is manipulating all this? He treated me as a remotely controlled NPC, watching me struggle in the Ming Dynasty, watching me stumble in the midst of hardship, watching me fall into danger. Who is it?"
Purple light flowed deep within the copper-green color of the cauldron, like a clear purple spring.
"I was wondering how it could be such a coincidence. A large tripod... even the imperial seal can't do this! Master Ding, who is behind you? No, who is driving you to do all this?"
"The fate of the Ming Dynasty is so heavy. A large tripod... a large tripod made by humans in ancient times can actually determine the fate of the Ming Dynasty. It can even travel through time and space and continuously bring modern things. This is not something you can do, Master Ding."
Jiang Qingzhi looked at the big tripod and suddenly laughed, "You must be laughing at me! Sabi, even if you figured it out, what can you do? If you have the guts, just lie down and show me. Right?"
The big tripod suddenly started to spin faster.
What the hell!
Jiang Qing subconsciously wanted to back off, but then he sneered, "Kill me if you dare!"
He didn't receive the expected pressure, and the speed of the cauldron slowed down.
A gentle breath slowly emerged from the purple light.
Jiang Qingzhi's mind uncontrollably entered a state of calm.
I had no thoughts, as if I had returned to the womb.
After an unknown amount of time, Jiang Qingzhi finally woke up and felt his face was cold.
He reached out and touched his face, and found tears.
The big tripod was still turning slowly.
Jiang Qingzhi shook his head, "I don't want to drink anymore."
He put the wine jar aside, lit up the medicinal cigarette, and suddenly laughed, "If I don't have a tree hole to vent these negative emotions, I will go crazy sooner or later. Thank you, Uncle Ding."
Jiang Qingzhi picked up a blueprint and stood up. "I will continue! But not for the sake of the country's destiny!"
He walked towards the duty room door.
"It's for my wife and children, for Lao Zhu, for Shitou, for Daoye, and for the neighbors in Xin'an Lane..."
"Young man, beat up those idiots!"
Jiang Qingzhi raised his fist and waved it vigorously.
At this moment, the purple light in the depths of the cauldron seemed to be more intense and more lively...
(End of this chapter)
