Chapter 53: Hey, he’s alive and can still talk.

Style: Historical Author: The misty fisherman's songWords: 3051Update Time: 24/02/20 14:12:28
"I believe that any great king wants to rule a group of rich people, not a group of beggars."

Everyone's eyes widened in an instant, this guy is really good at making money.

No one had ever mentioned such a thing in King Xia Wen's life. Weakening the people and strengthening the country was an unspoken rule established by all dynasties. Everyone would only instinctively acquiesce and never think about whether it was reasonable or not.

"The local area is powerful, but it is difficult to collect taxes, and a golden knot will not be planted in the land all of a sudden."

King Xia Wen was obviously extremely uncomfortable with his son's suggestion, and even a little disgusted, but he also felt a sense of pleasure in breaking the rules. He knew the current situation in the temple very well.

"Governing a country is like cooking fresh food. Many things cannot be accomplished overnight. You need to take your time. I don't know whether the land will produce golden knots, but I know that my farm's output per mu next year is estimated to reach 10 or even 15 shi."

"Bang~~~!" The tea cup fell directly to the ground, and Qu Xiuwen jumped out, his eyes red, and said in a trembling voice, "Sir, are you serious?"

Yang Gan shrank his neck, why is this old boy so excited?

As if he knew he was losing his temper, Qu Xiuwen smiled sarcastically, packed his clothes, and bowed his head.

"Sir, what you said is so shocking that it almost scared me. Among the vassal states in the Central Plains, Xingguo is the largest grain-producing country. With their land in the extreme south, their per-acre yield is also the largest. It’s just four stones, you said ten stones, fifteen stones is too scary.”

"Oh, Uncle Qu, don't worry, you old arms and legs, you haven't planted them yet, but you should have a good harvest in a while."

"When the yield per mu across Daxia is so high, we in Daxia will no longer have people starve to death. Once everyone has enough food and clothing, we can move forward with the next step."

"Then you can tell me what the next step is?" Hearing the news about the high yield, King Xia Wen became obviously excited. You must know that any great king attaches great importance to farming, and only countries like Shang Guo would suppress tenant farmers.

Yang Gan smiled and said, "I'm not the king. It's not my turn to do this kind of thing. Besides, according to my plan, a lot of people will die."

Before King Xia Wen could say anything else, the little cotton-padded jacket ran in and said with a smile, "Master, it's time to eat."

Yang Gan stood up immediately and waved to the three of them, "Since we are all destined to meet together, let's have a casual meal together."

The three of them nodded, not knowing that they were indeed hungry all morning.

When they came to the cleaned up dining hall, a large round table appeared in front of everyone. King Xia Wen looked around and wondered, "My little friend, please invite us to dinner. Why is there not even a food table?"

"Isn't this it?" Yang Gan pointed to the large round table, which was filled with all kinds of delicacies, stacked on top of each other, and bursts of rich fragrance wafted over.

In this era, there were almost no tables. Only Yang Qian's residence had some stone round tables and stools in the yard. Almost everyone still used the desks.

It's the kind of sitting method that requires kneeling. Yang Qian said that he couldn't accept it at all. His legs were numb~~~! Didn’t the ancients suffer from numbness in their legs?

After inviting everyone to sit down, Krisna and Belika walked in from the outside, attracting everyone's attention as soon as they entered.

"Is this a human being?"

"I've never seen them before. They're barbarians."

"Tsk, tsk, tsk, you look really ugly."

"Why does it grow so tall~~~!"

The three of them and Tian Zong raised their heads in surprise. On the contrary, the two women were used to it. Although they were slaves, they could at least go out on the streets as they pleased, and the neighbors were not surprised. The two women had cold faces, but they never took the initiative to cause trouble.

"What are you looking at? Is there any flowers on this girl's face?" Krisna was more than two meters tall. After being stared at for a long time, she was inevitably annoyed and directly attacked the four of them.

"Yo, alive."

"You can still talk."

"Tsk, tsk, tsk, you scared me."

King Xia Wen asked Yang Gan in surprise, "Who is this?"

"Uncle Xia, everyone, don't worry. They came from a distant country. Their country was destroyed by invaders. After traveling through mountains and rivers, they were captured by our caravan."

"I bought them. You should be polite to them. In their country, they are both nobles."

"Belika is a noble, and I am a royal." Krisna looked proud. Others didn't know it, but after living here, she understood one thing. "

"This country has a huge gap between superiors and inferiors. It pays attention to etiquette. When his royal identity was known, even Zhou Zhiyu was polite to them.

The three of them were immediately shocked. There was another country. After being educated by Yang Gan, they realized that this country was so far away from Xia Country that they had never even heard of it.

"I have been living in vain for decades. I didn't expect that there are countries in the far west beyond the Central Plains. The world is so big. I really want to see it." King Xia Wen stroked his beard, his eyes blurred and he didn't know what he was thinking.

Yang Gan's face was full of surprise. This old boy is quite fashionable. He still wants to see it. There is no boat or plane, so where can he take it? Unless you shout somersault cloud, don't even think about it.

Looking at the weird-looking dishes, King Xia Wen didn't hesitate. He picked up a chopstick and started chewing immediately. Waves of delicious food exploded on his taste buds.

"It's so delicious. Come on, let's all eat." King Xia Wen was a person who liked to have dinner together. Whenever there was any big or small event, he liked to hold a big banquet and entertain the officials to eat and drink.

It was rare to eat such delicious food, so he immediately yelled and drank, which made Yang Qian frown. This old boy was really rude.

Maybe it was the outside world that aroused his interest. King Xia Wen asked Krisna while eating. After learning about the customs and conditions of this country, he was obviously very disgusted.

When he learned that there were only 300,000 to 400,000 people in the entire country, he completely lost interest. It was not as large as the population of a county in Xia Kingdom, and they were all wiped out now. Thinking about it, the distance was only close to that of the one who wiped out Krisna's home country. The country cannot take any interest.

"Why is this so delicious, Yang Qian, how did you make this?" Since they are not their real names, Xue Kang'an and Qu Xiuwen are more casual, especially Qu Xiuwen. He likes to drink. The wine here has an unusual fragrance and is special. It's strong enough to quench the thirst of your wine bug.

Yang Gan smiled and said, "This is a dish fried in an iron pot."

"Iron pot?"

"Yes, I shared a cart of iron with Lao Tian and made a few iron pots. I opened the largest Yuelai Inn in Yuntong City now."

King Xia Wen immediately became interested and said, "Bring me some of the iron pot and this wine called General Lie."

Yang Qian narrowed his eyes and looked at Tian Zong, his meaning was obvious, "Are all your friends so rude?"

"It doesn't matter if you give me some." Tian Zong smiled sarcastically. It's a rare opportunity to please the king, why don't you seize it?

"Hahaha, it's okay. You can take some back when you leave. But you have to go to the farm to get it. There is a blacksmith shop over there. There are only two pots for our own use in the mansion. Uncle Xia doesn't want to give me my food. Take it away."

King Xia Wen nodded. You can go to the farm to see what kind of medicine this guy sells in his gourd.

Krisna nudged Yang Gan with her elbow without any trace, and mouthed towards Tian Zong. Yang Gan was stunned for a moment, and then he understood, "Old Tian, ​​my subordinate wants to discuss with you. What do you think?"

Tian Zong put down his chopsticks and recalled his observations when he came in. It seemed that there was no powerful person. "Who are you talking about? It can't be the merchant Fujiko Shin."

Yang Gan pointed at Krisna, "She wants to spar with you."

"Oh? I don't fight with women." Tuan Zong's expression was obviously not good-looking. He is a soldier. Should he be allowed to fight with a woman?

"I want to duel with you." Krisna stood up directly and issued an invitation to a duel. This was a very formal invitation in their country.

Seeing the king and the two ministers looking at him with expectant expressions, Tian Zong swallowed his saliva.

Normally, I wouldn't be able to let go of my figure, but now my boss is watching. Being able to show off my skills in front of the king is something that many people want to do in this life but cannot do it.

"Okay~~but real swords and guns..."

Belika quickly brought some wooden weapons from outside and placed them in front of Tian Zong, showing his big white teeth.

Tian Zong's eyes twitched, he was just waiting for me, why do he always feel like he's being plotted against.

I had no choice but to stand on the fire. Let alone a duel, I had to perform acrobatics. I chose a weapon, picked up a long sword, and weighed it. I was obviously quite satisfied.

Krisna picked up the shield and spear with great interest. The head of the spear was soft to avoid accidental injury. When the weapon was in hand, her eyes changed, and the aura of iron blood emanated from her body.

As if sensing it, the helpless Tian Zong actually became serious. King Xia Wen and the other three also felt that this woman was not that simple.

"Old Tian, ​​don't blame me for not reminding you, use all your strength, otherwise you will die ugly." Yang Gan suffered the loss of Krisna.

Yang Qian was able to use some of Zhongyuan's martial arts, and Krisna also knew something about it, but Tian Zong didn't understand her at all, so he easily suffered a loss.

Krisna narrowed her eyes and stepped forward directly. When Tian Zong saw this posture, he did not dare to neglect at all and did not resist forcefully. He turned his hand and swung the wooden sword back.

Krisna instantly turned around with her shield to block, and the spear thrust out like a poisonous snake. Tian Zong was shocked and instinctively used the hilt of the sword to block.

"Bang~~~!"

The shield hit his figure, and Tian Zongru was hit by the chariot in an instant and flew backwards.

King Xia Wen and the others watched all this blankly. They had predicted that the winner would be determined within a few moves, but they did not expect that Tian Zong would be directly pressed down and beaten.

Tian Zong stood up in embarrassment, with a look of disbelief on his face, "Oh my god, are you born with divine power?"

"My men are great." Yang Qian almost fainted in the toilet with laughter, but Lao Tian was so full that he brought a stranger to the door without saying hello to him.