Whether there is a chance of winning is a question, a question worthy of their consideration.
But at this time, regardless of whether he was suffering or losing, he knew that he had no room to think.
Now the problem lies here.
Subtly, Chen Ke has done too many things, and the development of some things has exceeded their expectations.
Many of their plans have no way of being implemented, so there is no question of "chances of winning."
Ying Ku feels that what they need to consider now is more about how to survive after failure.
Before facing failure, consider the issue of failure in advance. This is what Yingku always does, and it is also his character.
He was silent for a moment and then said: "Let's go find His Majesty."
Ying Ku said calmly: "Actually, we knew from the beginning that we couldn't win. As long as Chen Ke is still in Penglaizhou, we can't win."
"It's just that we are unwilling to do so."
"Now if we go to His Majesty to confess this matter, we can still have a way of survival. If we don't confess to His Majesty, we might not even have this way of survival."
Ying Luan was also a little silent after hearing this.
He asked unwillingly: "Is there really no chance?"
Ying Ku shook his head: "Our plan has been completely destroyed, and even Chen Ke didn't take action."
"Whether it's new food seeds, the land system, or even the people around him, there are no gaps that we can find."
"As long as Chen Ke is here, Penglaizhou will be monolithic."
"Before I came here, I thought there were a few places to start, and I had prepared a plan."
"But I didn't realize it until I came to Peng Laizhou."
"Chen Ke is in Penglaizhou, just like His Majesty is in charge of the Qin State. There is no way the world will be in chaos."
Both of them were silent.
After a moment, Ying Lun's eyes flashed with a hint of cruelty: "What if Chen Ke wants to leave Penglaizhou?"
He looked at Ying Ku and said, "I heard news from Xianyang City that Feng Jie has returned to the capital and brought back a lot of things from the Western Regions."
"What if Lord Chuanyang and those of us in the court ask him to go back and take charge of the overall situation?"
"Only Governor Chen can grasp those novel things, right?"
Ying Ku raised his eyebrows slightly.
If this is the case, then it is really possible for Chen Ke to return to Xianyang City.
As long as Chen Ke leaves Xianyang City, even if he is Daluo Immortal, he can't control things here in Penglaizhou, right?
This is a good thing for them.
What a great thing.
After all, even if His Majesty the First Emperor did not leave Xianyang City, he would rarely be able to control events across the country.
Ying Ku immediately stood up: "I'll write a letter to Xianyang right now!"
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In a pavilion.
The sea view of Penglaizhou has always been enviable. The endless sea seems to be able to eliminate everyone's sorrow and impatience.
In other words, it is the sea view of Linzi County.
On a distant mountain near the seaside, Chen Ke had a pavilion built early on. This pavilion was specially designed for him to enjoy the sea view and entertain people who were inconvenient to enter the Governor's Mansion.
Now, he is entertaining such a person. ….
A member of a wealthy family from Zhongmu, Sanchuan County.
The surname Fan has many origins, the most famous are three.
The first one comes from the ancient human emperor clan when Fan Shu participated in deposing the emperor and established Yao as emperor.
The second is derived from the surname Ji. The surname Ji was passed down to the generation of Sun Zhongshan, the great-great-grandson of King Tai of Zhou, Yu Zhong, who was granted the title of Fan State.
The third one is derived from the surname "Zi", which was formed during the Shang Dynasty and is a descendant of Shang Tang.
According to legend, Fan Chi, a disciple of Confucius, was a member of the seven tribes of the Yin people.
These three branches are the biggest origins of the surname Fan, and are also the gathering places for most people with the surname Fan.
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Later, a direct descendant of the Fan clan among the Yin people migrated from the kingdoms of Qi and Lu to the former Wei, and from Wei to Zhongmu, present-day Sanchuan County.
So they have lived here for generations.
Chen Ke looked at the handsome young man sitting in front of him, wearing a robe and having outstanding grace, and smiled slightly.
He put down the porcelain cup in his hand, looked at the person opposite and said, "Brother Fan, why do you think I will entrust you with such an important matter?"
"Why do you think you can do this on your own?"
Fan Muye looked at Chen Ke opposite him and smiled before saying anything, with a bit of romantic aura in his brows.
"Governor Chen, I'm not sure at all."
He said frankly: "I just came to take a look. The Governor carried out a large-scale reform in Penglaizhou, covering all aspects."
"It's just that this stall is very big, but it's not spread out."
"I think the Governor must be waiting for an opportunity, a suitable opportunity that can shake everything up in an instant and tear the old system apart."
Fan Muye looked at Chen Ke, with a little fire in his eyes.
"I feel that the opportunity that the Governor is waiting for is "Wen". "
"The governor used the "Essay Competition" and "papermaking" and "printing" as a guide to subvert the world and destroy the six kingdoms. "
"Now I'm afraid you want to subvert the entire Penglai Continent, and even the entire world, with something like this, right?"
He chuckled: "The governor has done nothing in the six months since he came here."
"It's just that we are constantly spreading new technologies, setting up new institutions, and promulgating new policies."
"These things are like millet."
"How can it be eaten if there is only millet and no water?"
Fan Muye looked at Chen Ke sitting there, and a breeze blew by.
"Makino is willing to be the sword in your hand and the water in your jar to cook Penglaizhou and the world for the governor."
Hearing this, Chen Ke laughed loudly.
He looked at Fan Muye and said, "As expected of a descendant of Shang Tang, he knows what Yin Yin does."
"Do you regard this world as a series of delicious dishes, and now you want to put them in your mouth?"
Fan Muye looked at Chen Ke calmly, as if he didn't notice the sharpness in Chen Ke's eyes.
"Makino wouldn't dare to put it in his mouth."
"I just want to make a living for my descendants."
"This will also prevent future generations from resenting their ancestors for failing to live up to expectations."
Chen Ke sneered: "People like you are the most selfish. The "way to survive" in the world belongs to the people of the world. "
"How come a certain road belongs to your Fan family?"….
But even though he said this, Chen Ke's tone softened a lot, and he even sat in the pavilion.
Fan Muye also sat down when he saw this.
"Not everyone is a "perfect person" like the Governor. Isn't it for the sake of future generations that we people strive for? "
"As the saying goes, sacrifice, we worship our ancestors now, don't we hope that future generations will have descendants to worship us?"
Chen Ke looked indifferent, looking at the world in the distance.
Future generations?
In fact, he is the most selfish person, otherwise he would never have done some of the previous actions.
Nor will he cut off the way for his descendants to continue to climb up through the name of their ancestor.
He just wants to see how charming the country is, to make everyone in this world look like a dragon, and to make everything in this world fair.
Chen Ke came to this world only for three things.
Fair, fair, fair as a horse!
He glanced at Fan Muye and said, "I will not allow such a thing to happen."
After a moment of silence, he said casually: "But regarding the "Publication Department", I can indeed leave it to you. "
"As long as you let me see you
The abilities of our Fan family, or yours, Fan Muye. "
"In troubled times, we should use heavy codes. At the beginning of reforms, we should naturally boldly use new talents."
Fan Muye smiled understandingly, looked at Chen Ke and said, "Don't worry, Governor."
"Of course I will not dig my own grave, nor will I take the lead in disobeying the Governor's wishes."
"It's just that after I turn into a handful of loess, what future generations will do is not something I can decide with only a corpse left."
Chen Ke nodded slightly.
That's enough.
He stood up, looked at the scenery in the distance again, and couldn't help but sigh: "This country is so beautiful, so many heroes have bowed down?"
[To be honest, I have been using @ recently.
You cannot use agricultural tools to cultivate seeds, you have to plant them by hand.
But even so, it's not too much trouble, at most it's the same as before.
With the new farming tools, this kind of land is still less labor-intensive than before.
There are many living beings like Chen San. In the vast world, most of them are these ordinary Guizhou leaders.
What are the leaders of Guizhou doing bending over the fields?
Just for a bite to eat, for the children and mother-in-law at home, and for myself to survive.
As long as they can survive, they are willing to endure hardship.
Late at night.
Chen Ke stood in the courtyard of the Governor's Mansion, looking at the moonlight in the distance in a daze.
Yesterday, Guan Zhuo told him about the sales situation of new grain seeds. The seeds were sold much faster than he expected.
There isn't much left.
The Guizhou leaders in Penglaizhou still believed in the imperial court, which was a good thing for Chen Ke.
Now he is handling things slowly and releasing technology, but not letting go of wind and rain on a large scale. The reason is that he wants the leaders of Guizhou to trust the court more.
When these poor Guizhou leaders trusted the imperial court, it would be easier for the imperial court to do some things.
Chen Ke's eyes were stunned.
He looked at the ground beneath his feet.
Chen Ke spent half a year, almost a year, transforming Penglaizhou from a barren land to what it is today.
He dare not say how good his governance is.
However, when spring comes, the people in Penglaizhou are all sallow and thin, numb, and there is no light in their eyes.
Penglaizhou is like a dead place.
The government can oppress the leaders of Guizhou at will, and even a petty official can accuse and scold the leaders of Guizhou unscrupulously.
Now, it has entered late autumn.
The remnants of the Six Kingdoms on Penglai Continent were basically eliminated. Under Tian Cheng's efforts, most of the Six Kingdoms ancestral halls were completely destroyed.
Eighty percent of the land held by the nobles was in the hands of the court, which then distributed its "use rights" to the people.
The remaining 20% of the land was completely given to the people.
The spring plowing and autumn harvest went very smoothly, and the granaries of the Guizhou leaders gradually became richer.
The various chaotic local institutions have also been sorted out, and the attitude of the petty officials towards Guizhou has also been rectified.
The Baijia Palace was built here, and the Municipal Property Department made it possible for people not to be afraid of prices.
Although the Salt Production Department has not yet been established, a lot of "snow salt" has been produced in the salt fields on the seaside.
The Porcelain Manufacturing Department has also developed porcelain that can be used by ordinary Guizhou people.
The trap against the Great Qin clan has been completely laid out, and Penglaizhou is now like a sweet honey pot.
Everything is ready.
Chen Ke closed his eyes slightly.
Just wait for next spring when the vigorous drama can begin. .
Sweet and sour wage earner
