Chapter 109 Fang Jun's Ambition
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Gong Zi Xu
Chapter 109 Fang Jun's Ambition
"Counting nine cold days and cold winds, the next spring will hit six or nine heads, the fifteenth day of the first month is the Dragon Lantern Festival, a pair of lions roll hydrangea, the third month of the third month is the Peach Festival, and the Sun Monkey in the Tiangong stole that fairy again. In May, the Dragon Boat Festival was held. On Duanyang Day, the white snake Xu Xian does not have its head. On the seventh day of the seventh lunar month, it is said that it was originally a pair of Tianhe. The name is Shiba Shou..."
It's freezing cold, and the lights are dark.
Holding the beautiful girl in her arms, sniffing the scent of her body like a musk deer, her ears and temples rubbed together, and her affection was mellow...
Wu Meiniang's body went weak, and there was a momentary daze in her mind...
"Lang Jun, why is it called Shiba Shou?"
Wu Meiniang gathered her remaining will and forced herself to divert her attention.
Fang Jun was content and smiled lightly: "The wolf is also worried, the tiger is worried, the elephant is also worried, the deer is also worried, the mule is also worried about the horse, and even Fang Xiaoer is also worried. Listen to me all about the root cause, the tiger is worried. Don't dare to take this mountain down, Langchou's ambition is sly, Elephant's face is naive and thick-skinned,
Deer Chou has grown a pair of horns with seven prongs and eight prongs, Ma Chou is saddled for thousands of miles, Mule Chou is a world away, Fang Xiaoer is worried about what?He's worried and soft fragrance is in front of Huai Wenyu, but he is no less than a beast and can't speak..."
"Bah"
"Langjun, it's what a gentleman does, so why is it better to be a beast?"
"Beasts are not as good as? This is another story. If Mei Niang wants to hear it, can she decide what to give to someone?"
Fang Jun smiled wickedly.
Wu Meiniang said coquettishly, "Where else is there any good luck?"
"Lang Jun..."
"Ok?"
"Why do you need to take in so many victims?" Wu Meiniang asked softly.
"Why can't it be contained?" Fang Jun asked rhetorically, holding her waist.
Wu Meiniang was stunned for a moment, and said, "It's not that it can't be accommodated, but... there are too many victims, and it's inevitable that none of these people are rapists and criminals. They're all being accommodated, aren't they asking for trouble?"
Fang Jun said with a chuckle, "You call it a waste of food because of choking... In fact, it is not only because I am soft-hearted, but also to confirm an ambition in my heart."
"What ambition?"
"I want to build a utopia that can only exist in legends in this Tang Dynasty..."
"What is Utopia?"
"It's a country that exists in the imagination."
"Ah?! Lang Jun, you... are you going to rebel?!"
Wu Meiniang was obviously frightened.
"..." Fang Jun was speechless.
"It's just a metaphor. It's a place that is different from other places in the Tang Dynasty. Laws, politics, customs, economics... will be very different from other places in the Tang Dynasty."
Fang Jun explained.
,,,
He just wanted to plant a seed for Datang.
,,,,
If one day, this seed will sprout, and it may grow into a towering tree with the Tang Dynasty's arrogance and contempt for the world!
Perhaps only capital can make this nation imprisoned by Confucianism let go of its strong wings and inspire its murderous aura!
In Fang Jun's heart, he doesn't care about human rights and democracy. Those are things that will inevitably emerge when society develops to a certain extent, and it doesn't need anyone to force it.
He just wants the behemoth of capital to become the soul of Datang, swallowing up all the obstacles in front of him.
Fang Jun is not a sociologist, and he doesn't know what kind of system is the most suitable for this country, but his experience tells him that capital is the most powerful force in the world, and it can evoke the innate human beings lurking in the depths of their souls. greed comes.
If there is a 20.00% profit, the capital will be ready to move; if there is a 50.00% profit, the capital will take risks; if there is a [-]% profit, the capital will dare to risk hanging; Capital dares to trample on all the laws of the world...
Once this greed breaks out, it will sweep and destroy everything.
Fang Jun was convinced.
Perhaps at some point in the future, people will become hypocritical and deceitful, lose their morality, and the social structure formed by Confucianism that has been handed down for thousands of years will collapse.But so what?
Civilization must always be built on the material foundation—the economic foundation determines the superstructure.
Canglin knows etiquette with enough content. The ancients understood this truth a long time ago, but they have been abandoning it and talking about benevolence, righteousness and morality. What is the result?
The descendants of Huaxia, who are called "Xia because of the great etiquette, and called Hua because of the beauty of obedience", were plundered and killed again and again by barbarians who "drink blood like hair" and "disobeyed education". The 5000-year civilization was almost cut off.
what is the reason?
On the premise of not having enough power, all etiquette, righteousness, integrity, kindness and friendship are all nonsense!
This is very unpleasant, but it is a bloody truth.
Only when social wealth accumulates to a certain level will civilization undergo qualitative changes.
If you can't get enough to eat, what are you talking about with him about propriety, righteousness, integrity, loyalty, filial piety, benevolence and righteousness?
It's the same sentence: Only when you have enough cangling can you know etiquette!
Perhaps, the future Tang Dynasty or Song Dynasty will become an empire on which the sun never sets 1000 years later, and the descendants of Yan and Huang will not have to bear the slavery of the northern Tartars, cry and roar that there will be no China after Yashan, and the To endure the suffering of 300 years of darkness since the entry of the Manchu Qing Dynasty...
Wu Meiniang didn't understand, but she was still a little worried.
She was frightened by Fang Jun's words.
At this time, Wu Meiniang was not the Wu Meiniang who experienced intrigue in the deep palace, was hurt to the point that her beliefs collapsed, and finally evolved into the cold-blooded and cruel Emperor Zetian from trying to protect herself.
She is just a concubine who was bestowed by the emperor to his subjects, all she asks for is her husband's favor, a happy life, a peaceful life, or everything can be a little bit better, a little bit better...
She couldn't imagine what kind of earth-shaking changes it would bring to this family and herself once Fang Jun really had wicked thoughts.
Fang Jun held her in his arms, feeling the gentle trembling of this tender and fragrant body, whirling lovingly on her back.
This chapter has been deleted, long live the understanding.
(End of this chapter)
"Counting nine cold days and cold winds, the next spring will hit six or nine heads, the fifteenth day of the first month is the Dragon Lantern Festival, a pair of lions roll hydrangea, the third month of the third month is the Peach Festival, and the Sun Monkey in the Tiangong stole that fairy again. In May, the Dragon Boat Festival was held. On Duanyang Day, the white snake Xu Xian does not have its head. On the seventh day of the seventh lunar month, it is said that it was originally a pair of Tianhe. The name is Shiba Shou..."
It's freezing cold, and the lights are dark.
Holding the beautiful girl in her arms, sniffing the scent of her body like a musk deer, her ears and temples rubbed together, and her affection was mellow...
Wu Meiniang's body went weak, and there was a momentary daze in her mind...
"Lang Jun, why is it called Shiba Shou?"
Wu Meiniang gathered her remaining will and forced herself to divert her attention.
Fang Jun was content and smiled lightly: "The wolf is also worried, the tiger is worried, the elephant is also worried, the deer is also worried, the mule is also worried about the horse, and even Fang Xiaoer is also worried. Listen to me all about the root cause, the tiger is worried. Don't dare to take this mountain down, Langchou's ambition is sly, Elephant's face is naive and thick-skinned,
Deer Chou has grown a pair of horns with seven prongs and eight prongs, Ma Chou is saddled for thousands of miles, Mule Chou is a world away, Fang Xiaoer is worried about what?He's worried and soft fragrance is in front of Huai Wenyu, but he is no less than a beast and can't speak..."
"Bah"
"Langjun, it's what a gentleman does, so why is it better to be a beast?"
"Beasts are not as good as? This is another story. If Mei Niang wants to hear it, can she decide what to give to someone?"
Fang Jun smiled wickedly.
Wu Meiniang said coquettishly, "Where else is there any good luck?"
"Lang Jun..."
"Ok?"
"Why do you need to take in so many victims?" Wu Meiniang asked softly.
"Why can't it be contained?" Fang Jun asked rhetorically, holding her waist.
Wu Meiniang was stunned for a moment, and said, "It's not that it can't be accommodated, but... there are too many victims, and it's inevitable that none of these people are rapists and criminals. They're all being accommodated, aren't they asking for trouble?"
Fang Jun said with a chuckle, "You call it a waste of food because of choking... In fact, it is not only because I am soft-hearted, but also to confirm an ambition in my heart."
"What ambition?"
"I want to build a utopia that can only exist in legends in this Tang Dynasty..."
"What is Utopia?"
"It's a country that exists in the imagination."
"Ah?! Lang Jun, you... are you going to rebel?!"
Wu Meiniang was obviously frightened.
"..." Fang Jun was speechless.
"It's just a metaphor. It's a place that is different from other places in the Tang Dynasty. Laws, politics, customs, economics... will be very different from other places in the Tang Dynasty."
Fang Jun explained.
,,,
He just wanted to plant a seed for Datang.
,,,,
If one day, this seed will sprout, and it may grow into a towering tree with the Tang Dynasty's arrogance and contempt for the world!
Perhaps only capital can make this nation imprisoned by Confucianism let go of its strong wings and inspire its murderous aura!
In Fang Jun's heart, he doesn't care about human rights and democracy. Those are things that will inevitably emerge when society develops to a certain extent, and it doesn't need anyone to force it.
He just wants the behemoth of capital to become the soul of Datang, swallowing up all the obstacles in front of him.
Fang Jun is not a sociologist, and he doesn't know what kind of system is the most suitable for this country, but his experience tells him that capital is the most powerful force in the world, and it can evoke the innate human beings lurking in the depths of their souls. greed comes.
If there is a 20.00% profit, the capital will be ready to move; if there is a 50.00% profit, the capital will take risks; if there is a [-]% profit, the capital will dare to risk hanging; Capital dares to trample on all the laws of the world...
Once this greed breaks out, it will sweep and destroy everything.
Fang Jun was convinced.
Perhaps at some point in the future, people will become hypocritical and deceitful, lose their morality, and the social structure formed by Confucianism that has been handed down for thousands of years will collapse.But so what?
Civilization must always be built on the material foundation—the economic foundation determines the superstructure.
Canglin knows etiquette with enough content. The ancients understood this truth a long time ago, but they have been abandoning it and talking about benevolence, righteousness and morality. What is the result?
The descendants of Huaxia, who are called "Xia because of the great etiquette, and called Hua because of the beauty of obedience", were plundered and killed again and again by barbarians who "drink blood like hair" and "disobeyed education". The 5000-year civilization was almost cut off.
what is the reason?
On the premise of not having enough power, all etiquette, righteousness, integrity, kindness and friendship are all nonsense!
This is very unpleasant, but it is a bloody truth.
Only when social wealth accumulates to a certain level will civilization undergo qualitative changes.
If you can't get enough to eat, what are you talking about with him about propriety, righteousness, integrity, loyalty, filial piety, benevolence and righteousness?
It's the same sentence: Only when you have enough cangling can you know etiquette!
Perhaps, the future Tang Dynasty or Song Dynasty will become an empire on which the sun never sets 1000 years later, and the descendants of Yan and Huang will not have to bear the slavery of the northern Tartars, cry and roar that there will be no China after Yashan, and the To endure the suffering of 300 years of darkness since the entry of the Manchu Qing Dynasty...
Wu Meiniang didn't understand, but she was still a little worried.
She was frightened by Fang Jun's words.
At this time, Wu Meiniang was not the Wu Meiniang who experienced intrigue in the deep palace, was hurt to the point that her beliefs collapsed, and finally evolved into the cold-blooded and cruel Emperor Zetian from trying to protect herself.
She is just a concubine who was bestowed by the emperor to his subjects, all she asks for is her husband's favor, a happy life, a peaceful life, or everything can be a little bit better, a little bit better...
She couldn't imagine what kind of earth-shaking changes it would bring to this family and herself once Fang Jun really had wicked thoughts.
Fang Jun held her in his arms, feeling the gentle trembling of this tender and fragrant body, whirling lovingly on her back.
This chapter has been deleted, long live the understanding.
(End of this chapter)
