Gu Qing had to wonder if Song Gensheng's mouth was shined by the Taoist priests on Qingcheng Mountain. He couldn't believe it, and he was really going to be beaten out by sticks.

At this moment, he couldn't help but be glad that Hao Donglai had just made the decision to prepare for the doctor. As long as the stick was not hit to the back of the head, he could theoretically save it.

Of course, it is best not to get beaten.

Before the officers outside broke in, Gu Qing stood up and shouted: "Slow down!"

Huang Wenjin looked at him with a facial expression, "What else do you have to say?"

Gu Qing said slowly, "The sage said: 'If you don't teach, you will be punished,' and the people are willing to be punished, but the people want to ask what crimes they have committed?"

"You don't work in farming, and you open a porcelain kiln to encourage villagers to give up farming. In the long run, no one will be willing to farm and are willing to work and earn money. Where does the taxes in Qingcheng County come from? How can I deserve the trust of Your Majesty and the court?"

Gu Qing was shocked. This logic... is so weird. Farming is the duty, and workmanship is not doing the job properly. Is there any difference? Are they all serving the people?

"The grass-roots people are stupid and don't understand the meaning of the county magistrate. Are you saying that it is wrong to work in porcelain kilns to make money to support your family?" Gu Qing said in confusion.

Huang Wenjin sneered: "What do you think? Farming can collect grain, pay taxes, and live a life. Can the porcelain be eaten? Can the famine be fed by porcelain to save lives? If everyone in the county knows that work is more profitable than farming, who will plant arable land? Who will pay the taxes sent by the court every year? Your porcelain kiln may not be able to use so many farmers to do the work, but as a county's parents, this trend must not be long."

"What's more, the disaster of tribute will last the world. Lingnan lychees still cause many families to separate their wives and children every year. I will never allow the second Lingnan lychees in Qingcheng County!"

Gu Qing only felt his mind buzzing. If he carefully thought about the words of Huang County Magistrate, objectively speaking, it was not unreasonable, especially the lessons of Lingnan lychees. He was worried that Qingcheng tribute porcelain would cause the people to die, and he was worried that it would be reasonable, but Gu Qing really couldn't agree with the quality of farming and workmanship.

Taking a deep breath, Gu Qing tried to say in a respectful tone: "The county is the Mingjian, Caomin opened a porcelain kiln, and nearby villagers and farmers did not delay the busy farming season. Now the autumn harvest has passed, and it is the time of slack farming. The farmers have nothing to do to make up for their household expenses. Caomin thought it was nothing wrong."

Huang Wenjin nodded: "Yes, there is nothing wrong with it. I cannot say you are wrong. If only you have one porcelain kiln in Qingcheng County, your porcelain kiln will not use many farmers anyway. But the fact is not the case. I will make it clear. If your porcelain kiln is designated as a tribute porcelain, countless new porcelain kilns will be opened in Qingcheng County, rushing to hire farmers to do work. Think about it, who would still farm in Qingcheng County at that time? What should I do if the taxes of the court? So I still said the same thing, this trend cannot be long, I must kill it in the bud."

Gu Qing couldn't help but argue: "County Master, Caoren thought that if my porcelain kiln was designated as tribute porcelain, it wouldn't matter if countless new porcelain kilns were opened in the county. Because of the name of tribute porcelain, Qingcheng County's porcelain will surely become famous in the Tang Dynasty and even foreign countries. Countless merchants flocked in, which not only could drive the sale of other local specialties, but also gave farmers a stable source of income and would not be less taxed. With money farmers, even if they didn't farm, they could use money to pay for grain. The county master didn't have to worry about taxes..."

Before he finished speaking, Huang Wenjin was furious and slapped the table: "Shut up! The child of Huang's mouth is ungrateful. Are you teaching me how to be an official?"

Gu Qing sighed secretly and lowered his head and said, "The grass people dare not..."

"You don't have to be futile about the porcelain kiln matter. Even if you move out of Zhenguan Office, it's useless. Zhenguan Office has no right to interfere with the county's government orders. Gu Qing, I think you are not old, so I forgive you for your disrespect just now. Go home and farm with peace of mind. Don't mislead yourself anymore. This is all I said, so I'd do it myself! You should step down!"

Gu Qing pursed his lips, saluted Huang Wenjin honestly, and silently left the door.

Walking out of the county government office and looking up at the gray sky, Gu Qing's sense of loneliness that was different from another world became stronger.

The generation gap that is thousands of years apart is not something that can be explained clearly by one or two confrontational debates. People in each era have their own unique universal values. This value is deeply rooted and cannot be convinced, and it cannot be reversed. When two contradictory ideas inevitably collide, the final result can only be sparks and a death-breaking net.

Gu Qing knew very well that in fact, the possibility of continuing communication to this point had basically been cut off. County Magistrate Huang could not change his mind, and he would not even see him again.

It is impossible to say that I have no gains when I enter the city today. At least Gu Qing has a general understanding of Huang County Magistrate.

The Huang County Magistrate has the imprint of a typical literati of this era. He is noble, old-fashioned, and conservative. He may be an honest official, but an honest official is not necessarily a good official. The times have limited his thinking. In this society dominated by agriculture, the consciousness of small peasants cannot be changed. Whether it is the monarch and minister or the common people, the harvest in the field represents everything. Except for farming, all other livelihoods are not doing their jobs.

How else can I explain the truth?

Gu Qing was not interested in continuing to reason. Before he came to meet Huang County Magistrate today, he had expected that there was a great possibility that the meeting between him and Huang County Magistrate had a bad chance of parting. However, Gu Qing was unwilling to miss one in a thousand. He had to try it personally after he was sure that there was no result and then he tried another method.

So Gu Qing, who walked out of the county government, did not feel too angry or frustrated, but felt very relaxed. If there are a hundred possible ways to solve a problem, then after the attempt just now, there are only ninety-nine possibilities left. Didn’t Edison invent that this is what electric lights do? He eliminated all kinds of possibilities by using the exclusion method and finally found the correct answer.

Back at Changlongji Store, Hao Donglai and Shi Daxing quickly came up and stared at Gu Qing's face expectantly.

"Young man, can you tell me that the county magistrate?" Hao Donglai said anxiously.

Gu Qing smiled bitterly: "Let's find another way. The county magistrate is determined to seal our porcelain kiln."

The two shopkeepers sighed in disappointment.

"Could it be that our porcelain kiln has really ended in vain?" Shi Daxing murmured in disgrace: "For the first time in this life, this is so close to Chang'an Palace, it becomes empty in an instant..."

Gu Qing thought for a long time and said slowly: "Two shopkeepers, your shop should be careful in recent days. County Magistrate Huang may not just do a porcelain sealing kiln..."

The two of them were startled and their expressions suddenly became frightened: "Why did you say this?"

Gu Qing smiled bitterly and said, "The porcelain made in our porcelain kiln is no longer famous. It is said that there are merchants from Tubo and Shuzhou who come to Qingcheng County to buy it. The famous porcelain kiln is sealed as soon as possible. The Huang County Magistrate could not hide his words. Finally, he wanted to give the world an explanation. The reason for tribute porcelain is too taboo and cannot be mentioned. I am a farmer in Shiqiao Village. The county magistrate will inevitably make the population a reality when trying to deal with farmers. The only choice is to deal with you two merchants, find a reason to find trouble for your shop, and finally get involved in the porcelain kiln. The sealing is reasonable and well-founded, and outsiders can't say anything."

Hao Donglai and Shi Daxing's face became paler. Gu Qing's words woke up the dreamer. The matter of sealing the porcelain kiln would not be so simple. County Magistrate Huang needs a reason to convince others, and of course the best reason can only be found from merchants. The status of merchants is not high, so if you find a messy excuse to cure, others will not say much. A humble profession is not worthy of too much care for others.

Hao Donglai and Shi Daxing quickly looked at each other, but Shi Daxing was still very courageous. After struggling for a while, he suddenly gritted his teeth and said, "Starting tomorrow, all the shops in Xinglong Ji will be closed. I will say that the owner will celebrate his birthday, and the grand celebration will be three days, no, five days!"

Hao Donglai was anxious: "What did I live for you after your birthday? Am I also? You took advantage of the excellent excuse, shameless!"

Shi Daxing has been a figure who has been in the business world for many years. Since he has made up his mind, he has relaxed at this moment. He heard this and smiled maliciously at Hao Donglai: "Just say you're going to have a full moon for your new son..."

Hao Donglai said angrily: "Where do I have a son who has just been full moon?"
Chapter completed!