Munitions Empire-Chapter 937 - 860 yuan is not omnipotent here

Chapter 937: 860 yuan is not omnipotent here Chapter 937: 860 yuan is not omnipotent here Marquis of Bailu had reached home when he encountered his wife at the door. Their son had already been sent home, still unconscious.

In fact, the fourth son was awake, but he dared not open his eyes—he thought avoidance was the best choice, fearing his own father might beat him to death if he awoke.

Who knew that old man was actually the Imperial Concubine’s physical education teacher… he truly had terrible luck to have mouthed off in front of such a person.

Thus, he could only feign death, keeping his eyes shut, listening to his mother curse the school, waiting for her, as before, to sort this matter out for him.

At worst, he would never go out again, at worst, he would never stir up any more trouble—just somehow muddle through this incident.

“What kind of school is this, huh? The child was there for just one day and he passed out. Is this teaching or killing?” Walking into the mansion after Marquis of Bailu, the Lady Marquis complained bitterly.

“Shut up!” Marquis of Bailu chewed over every word Li’ao had spoken on the phone, assessing how bad the situation had become.

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He wondered whether he had been set up by someone with an agenda, or if his recent flamboyance had attracted His Majesty The Emperor’s displeasure.

In any case, he scrutinized every possibility, unwilling to overlook any detail: he was no fool, and his desire to survive made him even more sensitive and wise.

Asking His Majesty The Emperor for a donation to sponsor education would not pose a problem; if he had gone too far, His Majesty The Emperor would not have agreed.

So, the problem must lie in some issue caused by his foolish son at school! He realized this, and halted suddenly, almost getting bumped into by his wife who was following behind.

“You must stand up for our son!” His wife began to wipe away tears; this fourth son was her late blessing, treasured beyond measure. Faced with such grievance, she was certain to vent her frustration.

Glancing at his wife, the intensely irritated Marquis of Bailu wasted no words and went straight to the nearest telephone, grabbing it to dial the school’s number.

The headmaster had left a contact method; the Marquis of Bailu thought he should clarify what exactly had happened first. Soon, he learned his son had defiantly talked back to a teacher at school and had been frightened into fainting.

Then… seeing his son still alive, he drew out a leather belt…

Seeing his well-behaved son lying on the bed, the Marquis of Bailu could no longer restrain himself and pushed aside his wife who was in the way, reviving the unconscious son anew with the belt.

“Ouch!” Pain erupted; the feigning son leaped from the bed, screaming and dodging.

The Lady Marquis tugged and wailed, “What are you doing? What are you doing? I pleaded with the Prime Minister’s wife; no matter the school, it has to show some respect to the Prime Minister, doesn’t it?”

Hearing this, Marquis of Bailu realized it was over—his son was undermining educational policy, his wife trying old tactics to challenge what the Emperor loathed most…

It was all over…

If not for his steadfast will, he nearly fainted. Even so, the belt-holding man staggered a bit, which scared the Lady Marquis into forgetting her crying and quickly supporting her husband.

“Well done! Well done!” the frustrated Marquis of Bailu pushed his wife away, his expression twisted: “The house of Bailu… is done for! Completely done for!”

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When he saw Tang Mo again, Marquis of Bailu instinctively dropped to his knees, although he knew The Emperor’s willingness to see him meant he wasn’t planning to kill him, he still had to show his attitude.

“Explain?” Tang Mo didn’t let Marquis of Bailu get up.

“Your Majesty! The whole matter… is due to my good-for-nothing son’s lack of discipline, and my wife’s foolishness…” Marquis of Bailu laid everything out, making it clear he wasn’t trying to undermine the Empire’s policies.

“Marquis…” After hearing the explanation of the Marquis of Bailu, Tang Mo slowly began to speak.

“Your Majesty!” The Marquis of Bailu buried his head even lower.

“Have you ever thought, if money could do anything in the Great Tang Empire, then how is the Great Tang Empire any different from those decadent empires?” Tang Mo posed a question.

Without waiting for the Marquis of Bailu to answer, Tang Mo continued, “The reason this empire is powerful, the reason we can lead the world, is because I have never believed that money can solve all problems.”

“If in the Great Tang Empire, money could change everything, then what purpose does establishing it serve? Do I lack money? Why don’t I just buy an empire and then comfortably lie on the throne and enjoy life?” He spoke eloquently, looking down at the Marquis of Bailu kneeling on the ground.

Although his words were exaggerated, Bailu knew everything Tang Mo said was true, “If I compromised, the Old Nobility would treat me like a deity! They would praise me, even willing to elect me as the emperor of the world! But why don’t I yield? Why don’t I compromise? Why would I rather confront the world alone than yield?”

Tang Mo paused here, knowing Bailu couldn’t answer this question, and then continued, “Because I know just having money won’t work, we need to learn how to distribute this money. Making all citizens wealthy is what I should do as the emperor; making you people wealthy first is just the initial step towards enriching the people.”

If money could solve all problems, then wouldn’t the empire he created be a capitalist empire? Where capital dictates everything, and everyone’s fate is in the hands of capital.

Politicians are shameless and lowly, utterly lacking any political propositions to lead the world; businessmen are cunning and brutal, squeezing the blood and flesh of the poor… Such a world has no future.

And Tang Mo, intended to build not such a world, “Let those with capital and capability lead, earn enough Gold Coins first, then like me, scatter their money to make the people of the Great Tang Empire wealthy, that is a truly virtuous cycle.”

“If you, or let’s say, if you only think about how to change the rules of the game, looking for loopholes, and dominate over the people of Great Tang, blocking the path to collective prosperity, then you are no different from the other Old Nobility.” He looked down at Bailu kneeling at his feet, stood up, walked over to him, and his shadow covered the top of Bailu’s head, “I understand, those of you who have grown wealthy first have widened the gap with the commoners, you control many societal resources, and can do many things others can’t. The rules have always been set by people like you, and the game can only continue with you!”

“But my appearance has disappointed you! I am richer than you! More powerful! I dominate over you, yet I do not compromise with you! Comparing wealth? You can’t outmatch me! Comparing arms, you are a joke!” Tang Mo pointed to himself, regardless of whether Bailu could see it.

He paused again, then continued, his tone filled with iciness, “You know the Great Tang Empire’s attitude toward the Old Nobility. If you want to hear a story, I can let Major General Bai Fei tell you in detail why he is called ‘Blood-Handed.'”

“So, if the New Nobility want to gain the recognition of the empire, to share the empire’s fortunes and misfortunes, then they must clearly distinguish themselves from the Old Nobility! Only thus can you be recognized by the people, be recognized by me!” He was offering Bailu a way out, the last time he would point out this path, whether Bailu could take this road, wanted to take this road, had taken this road, he didn’t care.

He spoke thus, Bailu could feel his sweat sliding down his forehead, “The new nobility must obey the law! Must support all the national policies of the empire! You are but ants under the law, not gods above it!”

“Find a way to make the people wealthy, to allow them to achieve a better life through their efforts! To be ensured they can afford homes, drive cars, walk in the streets without being extorted, and not to be ruined by some scoundrel just because they look good! This is what you must do!” Tang Mo leaned down, staring at the back of Bailu’s head, “Only if you achieve this will the empire have a place for you! Whoever fails, I will hang him first; if anyone disagrees, then come challenge me! If it’s about civil affairs, I can teach him how to be a man in the business world! If it’s about military matters, my million strong force is ready for battle! If you disagree, just try me!”

Bailu felt even more sweat on his head, some even dripping onto the floor. He dared not make a sound, as though Tang Mo was stepping on his head.

But in fact, Tang Mo was not doing so; he had just made two harsh statements, statements that no one could ignore.

Shortly thereafter, Tang Mo brought the conversation back to the matter at hand, “Coming back to today’s matter… treating education equally is the foundation of the state, you say you want to properly educate your son, and I gave you face! But if you plan to use this incident to destabilize the foundation of Great Tang’s education, then you are overestimating yourself.”

“In the future, my sons, Tang Yu, Tang Xuan… when they go to school, they too will be disciplined by teachers! If they dare to steal or slack off, the teachers can spank their bottoms, if they are lazy and fail to achieve good placements, I too will be ridiculed at parent-teacher meetings! I would rather they be beaten to death by teachers than for them to ruin my empire!” Tang Mo said as he moved behind Bailu.

His voice continued from behind Bailu, “As for your precious son, just let him study diligently at the Imperial University of Science and Technology. Don’t come out until he has enough credits to graduate. I’m giving you one more chance! After all, I see your loyalty…”

“Thank, thank you, Your Majesty. Your servant… is immensely grateful,” finally, Bailu had the courage to speak his thanks.

Tang Mo warned again, “Do things well! Do not disappoint me again!”

“Yes! Your servant will do his utmost to set an example.” Bailu’s head hit the floor as he trembled with his promise.

“As for that restless wife of yours… haven’t you been cheating while out? Today, take that woman back home, I command it,” Tang Mo finished battering Bailu and, with a private taste for mischief, disgusted Bailu once more.

“…Yes!” Bailu finally understood, in front of this man, there were no secrets— and perhaps, that was one of the reasons he was still alive today.

Because, Tang Mo knew, at least he was still loyal.