Chapter 607 The Emperor is their old boss (3rd update, please subscribe)
The decision was made very quickly. In fact, the reason why Emperor Zhu decided to establish a basic social security system was not because of social pressure. After all, by the time the Ming Dynasty was forced to do so, it would take at least another 20 to 30 years.
Even Bismarck had to wait until after 1889.
The reason for establishing such a system is entirely because of... well, conscience!
Of course, this does not mean that he has no selfish motives. After all, as a ruler, especially a hereditary ruler like Emperor Zhu, who doesn't want his dynasty to last for thousands of years?
In the following hours, Zhu Xianhai recalled one by one the composition of the basic social security system he knew, such as medical insurance, employee work-related injury insurance, and basic pension insurance. Basically, he drew on some experience from later generations and talked a lot with Zuo Zongtang and others. Of course, his experience from later generations left Zuo Zongtang, Wang Youling and others stunned.
Even Zuo Zongtang and Wang Youling, they all felt that this matter might have been brewing in His Majesty's mind for who knows how long, otherwise how could His Majesty have such a detailed plan?
"Your Majesty, with this case, the people of our Ming Dynasty will be worry-free for generations to come, and they will be grateful to your Majesty for his kindness from generation to generation!"
Even Wang Youling, who was the best at flattering, rarely flattered others. Instead, he bowed seriously and his words were full of respect.
In his opinion, people throughout history have said that they value the suffering of the people and love the people like their own children, but it is just lip service. What about Your Majesty? What you think about is indeed the suffering of the people.
"Ende?"
Zhu Xianhai looked at Wang Youling and pursed his lips without saying anything. After thinking for a while, he spoke again.
"The Ming Dynasty in my mind is not just a Ming Dynasty where everyone is loyal to the motherland, but also a Ming Dynasty where everyone is loyal to the country. The country provides everyone with dignified protection, medical care for the sick, and care for the elderly... This should, no, must be one of them! Is this a favor? This is a responsibility! It is the responsibility of the country!"
When Emperor Zhu said this, he just felt a little tired, not because of physical fatigue, but because of a deep sense of helplessness.
For the first time, he faced himself - he was just an ordinary man. In many cases, he was thinking about how to maintain his rule. Besides that, what else? Perhaps he built a canteen in his "benevolent" factory and provided the workers with good meals.
You can even eat meat!
That's it... But that's all.
At the same time, he naturally enjoyed everything that came with being a ruler.
You are shooting yourself in the foot... Your foot hasn't been hit this time, but if you don't deal with it sooner or later, it will definitely hit your foot.
With his eyes closed, Zhu Xianhai talked to himself.
“It’s never too late to mend the fence after the sheep has been lost!”
Fortunately, everything happened quickly, and not only did it happen quickly, but it was also far ahead of other countries in the world. Fortunately, there are still experiences to learn from.
When he was about to leave the study, Qian Degong turned around and asked.
"Your Majesty, then, where is that person?"
With his eyes closed, Zhu Xianhai pursed his lips, then shook his head and said.
"Although I am the emperor, I cannot use today's law to punish yesterday's crime. Just like he said, there is no article or clause in the laws of the Ming Dynasty that says he cannot do that. You can do anything that is not prohibited by law..."
After a pause, Zhu Xianhai shook his head and said.
"All businessmen are dishonest... But if we allow him to bully the good people so recklessly, where is the justice of heaven?"
After thinking for a moment, Zhu Xianhai said.
"I will personally visit Zhang Dachun. Businessmen can be unscrupulous, but politicians cannot."
After saying that, Zhu Xianhai stood up and said.
"Prepare a special train. I want to go to Nanyuan to see Zhang Dachun."
Sometimes, a random move can change everything. In 1872, there was no law in the Ming Dynasty to protect laborers. In this regard, Emperor Zhu could not use today's law to investigate yesterday's crimes. After all, the Ming Dynasty was not like the Qing Dynasty. Since they entered the country, they enacted strict laws and prohibitions one after another in order to enslave the Han people, making it impossible for the people to live without violating the laws. They could not make laws out of their mouths.
Since there is no way to follow, I will use my actions to show my attitude! This is just to show a certain attitude.
On this day, when Emperor Zhu's motorcade appeared in Lihe Community, many people were stunned.
The emperor is coming!
How did the emperor get here?
To everyone's surprise, they saw that the emperor actually went directly to Zhang Dachun's house.
"Your Majesty..."
When the door opened and he saw the person standing outside, Zhang Dachun was dumbfounded. Why did the emperor come to his house?
"Dachun, I saw in the newspaper that you were injured, so I came to see you!"
Emperor Zhu even held a fruit basket filled with fruits and vegetables in his hands, which he personally brought from the palace.
"Your Majesty, Your Majesty, we, we..."
Zhang Dachun was a little confused. He didn't know the emperor at all, and the Japanese woman beside him was also staring at the newcomer in amazement.
If they had not lived in Ming Dynasty for many years, they would have knelt down and kowtowed by now.
This is the emperor!
"Don't be so formal, Dachun. You were one of the sixth immigrants in 1863. So, you worked in my factory before, so I am your old employer!"
Walking into the house, Zhu Xianhai said.
"My old friend has been wronged outside. If I, his former employer, don't come to see him, I'd be really sorry for him!"
"Your Majesty, we, we..."
With a "whoosh" sound, tears instantly flowed from Zhang Dachun's eyes. At this moment, all the grievances and pains seemed to disappear.
On this day, Zhu Xianhai stayed at Zhang Dachun's home for nearly two hours. In addition to visiting Zhang Dachun, he also met Shen Yue. As for this young newspaper reporter, Emperor Zhu naturally praised and encouraged him, encouraging him to make persistent efforts and continue to speak for the people.
Why did Emperor Zhu read newspapers every day? To put it bluntly, he wanted to learn about social news and social events through newspapers.
This is not because I don't trust the officials of the Ming Dynasty, but because any bureaucratic group has one thing in common.
They will always deceive their superiors and subordinates. This has nothing to do with other things. The most fundamental reason is that this is their instinct. They always have an instinct to make big things small and small things disappear, and then create a peaceful and prosperous world.
Emperor Zhu was full of fear about this instinct. After all, history has proven that many dynasties perished in the atmosphere of peace and prosperity created by those bureaucrats.
In this case, newspapers became his best channel to understand the truth of society. For example, if there were no reports in newspapers, how could he, as an emperor, know about this incident?
Behind every Zhang Dachun, there must be countless Zhang Dachuns. What will happen when these Zhang Dachuns are no longer willing to be wronged?
Emperor Zhu from the future knew it very well. By that time, let alone what would happen, the Thousand Year Empire would be a blessing if it could not be hung on a street lamp or driven to the basement to take a family photo.
Of course, we should praise such journalists who dare to speak out.
Just when Emperor Zhu was visiting Zhang Dachun, Song Zhexin received a notice from the Nanhua Locomotive Factory.
"What, cancel the contract? Where's Manager Chen? I want to see him. We signed a contract!"
The clerk who came to inform him answered casually.
"It's just a letter of intent. Manager Chen is very busy and won't meet with you. If you have any dissatisfaction, you can sue directly in court!"
After that, the man left. Before Song Zhexin could figure out what was going on, Industrial Bank sent someone to inform him to repay the loan immediately. At the same time, General Machinery Company also urged him to pay the balance in full, otherwise the contract would be terminated.
The sudden change made Song Zhexin completely confused. He had no idea what was going on.
What's going on?
It was not until almost evening that Song Zhexin took great pains to get his business school classmate out in order to get out of his current situation, and only then did he learn from him what had happened.
"The emperor went to Zhang Dachun's house? He, they know each other? Is this possible?"
"Whether you admit it or not, you shouldn't have said that. Besides, someone got into trouble in your factory, you can't just chase them away. You've got yourself into trouble, haven't you?"
The visitor shook his head, looked at Song Zhexin who looked a little distraught, and said.
"All businessmen are dishonest. That's true, but who in the world is willing to deal with dishonest businessmen? Brother Song, I won't eat this meal. From now on, let's go our separate ways!"
After saying that, the man shook his head, sighed, and left.
"What do you mean by that?"
Do I need to say more?
Obviously, there was no need to say more, that the two of them were strangers from now on.
Looking at his classmates leaving, Li Zhexin's expression suddenly changed, and he gritted his teeth and shouted:
"What! Why do you treat me like this? We are doing business with open doors. Everyone should consider their capital. Why do you have to support a useless person as a businessman..."
Li Zhexin yelled angrily, slammed the table, and stood up suddenly:
"You bastards! You just want to please..."
He originally wanted to say something to please the emperor, but changed his mind when the words came to his lips.
"It's just to please the workers and the poor. What good can you get from pleasing them?"
He was willing to please the emperor, but what good was there in pleasing the poor?
No one answered his question. Although Song Zhexin's eyes showed anger, he knew that he was finished!
Any angry roar at this time was meaningless. After only a few days, Song Zhexin fell into bankruptcy. Not only did he lose his factory, he also lost his house. He lost everything overnight...
(End of this chapter)
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