C365 Transactions (1/2)
In the evening, as he watched Xiao Wen leave the academy, Li Gang revealed a lamenting expression.
In that moment, he almost wondered why Confucius's disciple, Confucius, hadn't been made a name for himself.
That year, after Confucius' death, the Confucian school split into eight sects.
Amongst them was his son Zhang Zhiru, led by Kindred Sun Master, whose sect's opinion was much closer to the Mo Clan.
With Confucius' grandson, Zhou Si, as the leader, his faction inherited the characteristics of Confucius' mediocrity, emphasizing the definition of a gentleman.
There was a scholar from the Yan family who was composed of eight disciples of Confucius with the surname Yan: Yan Wuyou, Yan Hui, Yan Xing, Yan Gao, Yan Zu, Yan Kui, and Yan He.
There was the Meng Clan's Confucianism, which was Meng Zi's first line of Confucianism.
There are Painted Sculptures...
The Confucius of Zhongliang...
With Sun family's Confucius...
Laughing Confucianism...
However, the tribute from the many disciples of Confucius was also a well-known businessman during the Warring States Period. His academic legacy had not yet been passed down.
Although there were still a lot of Confucian merchants in this world, their existence provided a lot of wealth for the Confucians.
However, Confucianism has always lacked a lot of academic support in the business field. Thus, when they were dealing with business, they could only learn from Shang Yang and carry out repressive agriculture.
Even though the purpose of heavily controlling the farmers and merchants was basically to bind people within the soil and allow the nation to move towards the path of cultivation as Shang Yang had done back then.
This is indeed a very important proposition for a Confucian with a small landowner class as the base.
But they had no other choice.
If they could really be like the Taoism and the other guilds, and had a natural affinity with the merchants, they wouldn't need to go through so much trouble. Developing business was no problem at all for them.
”Unfortunately, in all these years, there hasn't been a single Confucian businessman who has managed to become a great scholar!” Li Gang sighed.
The reason why he sighed so emotionally was actually because of Xiao Wen's outstanding performance today.
Just now, Xiao Wen had completed his agreement with Li Gang. Through the aid of a hundred thousand silver taels, he would be able to solve the financial problem of the Songyang Academy at the cost of Li Gang helping him accomplish two things.
First, for the long term.
He hoped that Li Gang could introduce some famous people of the Confucian clan to him.
Although Xiao Wen was not interested in the Confucianism itself, but this did not stop him from becoming friends with them.
In fact, in the twenty-first century, he did not often do this sort of thing — on the one hand, he detested the professional leaders who guided them at work, but on the other hand, when he was receiving his salary and smelling the ink from the banknote, he would shout, ”Smells good!”
In this world, it was probably only the Barbarian Spirit that would attack people with different ideologies.
As for Xiao Wen, because he needed to lay out the arrangements for Song Ming and Song Tingyu in the east, he naturally needed to make preparations in advance.