Chapter 921: Asking for orders for the people?

Style: Historical Author: The misty fisherman's songWords: 3163Update Time: 24/02/20 14:12:28
Although it was midsummer, there was a feeling of heat and coolness in Xuantu County. Yang Qian estimated that it was less than 30 degrees, which was completely incomparable with modern times.

Although modern weather forecasts never go into the forties, the difference is at least a dozen or twenty degrees.

Yang Qian sometimes felt that people in ancient times were so happy, what else did they want to do in the summer when it was less than 30 degrees Celsius.

In addition, there are many forests in Xuantu County. Even if you go to the wild, you can find a forest and hide in a mountain col, and there will be wind blowing through it, soothing the heat all over your body.

Yang Qian was holding a basket of cherries and couldn't stop eating. Materials in this era were not as abundant as in the previous life. It would be nice to have fruits to eat. Sometimes birds can fade out of his mouth.

In his previous life, Yang Qian would not eat fruit for a year. When he was exhausted, he would eat bananas, apples and the like bought by his colleagues.

It's not that he is greedy for petty gains, but he doesn't like fruits that are too complicated. Yang Gan remembers eating a pomegranate once and almost got into a fight with the pomegranate.

Another time I ate an orange, and I didn’t know what kind it was. The orange actually had seeds, and I was so nervous that I couldn’t bear to eat it. This was considered a certain level of laziness.

"Yang Qian, look at this copperware. How does it look like?"

A group of people were walking on the street. It has to be said that with their height, Krisna's figure, and the looks of the girls, they became the most handsome boys on the street. They were the kind of people who let others walk in. It can hit a telephone pole on the road.

Yang Qian glanced at it, took out a notebook from his arms, and began to record. The owner of this shop was from Fuyu, which could be seen from his clothes.

"No, I heard that the copper products here are very good. When I saw them today, they were so-so. They were at least an era behind those in the Central Plains."

Yang Gan said this, but he started to record it in the book. Just by looking at the clothes, you can tell that they are from Fuyu. This is not good for the integration of the two countries. You can promote them step by step and let them try to wear Central Plains clothes.

Of course, one size does not fit all, and some characteristics need to be retained. This characteristic is not due to protection or the like, but to adapt to local conditions.

The terrain of the Central Plains is complex, covering almost all the terrain in the world, and most of it is plains and rivers, so it is natural to need clothing that suits life here.

Also, in Lelang County, Zhenfan County, and Lintun County, they all belong to the same ethnic group and dress differently. In some places, you must wear strong clothing and tie your feet. You can't wear a long gown and walk on the mountain road. That is not realistic.

The more Yang Qian thought about it, the happier he became, and his thoughts spread.

Zhang Yumeng and Krisna began to bargain, not only buying some copperware, but also some hairpins. The hairpins here are not very good, but they all have local characteristics, so they are considered to be buying specialties.

Zhang Yumeng still remembered that there were several people at home, and he had to bring some for them. It had to be said that sometimes, as a mistress, it is best to have a bowl of water.

If the people in the family are all slaves and women who were sold in, then that’s fine. What about Mu Qing? Where is Xiao Yu?

Those are the first-class talents in the world, and they must be given enough respect.

"Hit me, hit me!"

While Yang Gan was writing and drawing, there was a burst of noise, and almost all nearby shop owners and people came out.

There were even some people who ran out of the restaurant carrying wine bottles. Obviously, ancient people and modern people have the same attitude towards eating melon.

A Fuyu man wearing linen was knocked to the ground, but he rolled over, stood up again, and started fighting with the three men who were chasing him.

One of the three people chasing him was knocked to the ground, which stirred up a hornet's nest. The other two hugged him and pinned him to the ground. What greeted him was a pair of fists and a fierce kick from the person next to him.

Yang Gan pushed the crowd away, and he knew just by looking at his clothes that the one who was beaten was from Fuyu.

After looking around, I caught a man and asked, "What's going on?"

The man was looking at her happily when he felt someone pulling her, and he immediately became unhappy. But when he turned his head and looked down, he saw that it was a beautiful girl from the Central Plains, and his voice suddenly softened.

"Hey, there must be a conflict between our people and the people from the Central Plains. I heard that Xuantu County does not have a county magistrate yet, and now the county magistrate is in charge. Hi, the county magistrate is from the Central Plains, so he must be helping the people from the Central Plains."

Yang Qian was stunned and confused as he listened, but he had no intention of interfering in this matter. Instead, he ate the melon with relish.

"Yang Gan, isn't this right?"

Yang Gan was eating the cherries and saw how excited he was. He wanted to rush up and help them fight together. The four of them fought without any skills at all.

"What's wrong?"

Zhang Yumeng opened his mouth, feeling that he had picked up the wrong script.

"When you see a situation like this in a TV series, you shouldn't rush forward, help the weak defeat the strong, plead for the people, and then give the officials here a good beating, and the people nearby applaud, and then it ends perfectly."

Yang Gan glanced at her disdainfully and mocked.

"That's a script. Just read it and enjoy it. There's no such thing as asking for life for the people. Just dream. And you didn't realize that the nearby Buyeo people also had expressions on their faces that were just watching the excitement. They didn't feel aggrieved at all."

Zhang Yumeng scanned around and found that it was true. Moreover, many Fuyu people were happier than the Central Plains people. There was even a big brother who rushed out with a rice bowl.

This shows how tough the folk customs here are.

"Impossible. I have seen many emperors asking for orders for the people."

Yang Gan looked at her with an idiotic look on his face, "Come on, come on, tell me, which two-hundred-and-fifty emperor asked for life for the people?"

"Yes, Qianlong!"

The corners of Yang Gan's mouth twitched fiercely, "Where do you get the basis for this?"

"Huan Zhu Princess and Ji Xiaolan with iron teeth and bronze teeth! By the way, there is also a long river in the world!"

Yang Gan touched his forehead and felt bad. Why did Zhang Yumeng's IQ fluctuate up and down, just like an electrocardiogram?

"Well, forget about watching the TV series. Since ancient times, it is impossible for any emperor to love his people like his own son, and it is even more impossible for any emperor to really care about the lives of the people."

"The state is just a tool to maintain the rule of one class over another class. The reason why some emperors in ancient times seemed to protect the interests of the common people was actually to give the boss a reason not to rebel and maintain imperial rule."

"To put it bluntly, what they are pursuing is a stable situation and not some bullshit plea for the people."

"For example, Yang Naiwu and Xiao Baicai, do you really think that with the lives of these two minions, that old witch Cixi can track them down to the end? Will she really pity them? Absolutely impossible."

"That was because she wanted to take advantage of the situation to suppress Zeng Guofan and his Hunan Army, who were extremely powerful at the time."

"Did Qianlong not know that He Shen was corrupt? It's just that no matter how much He Shen was corrupt, the meat is in the pot, and you can eat it when you feel like it. And no matter how greedy he is, he can't shake his foundation."

"Didn't Jiaqing kill Heshen when he came to power? As the saying goes, Heshen fell and Jiaqing was full. This is the novice gift package left by Qianlong to his son."

"In the end, He Shen embezzled so much money and took advantage of Jiaqing. In fact, this guy is also a poor person. He was just pushed out as a puppet."

"I have to say, I want to tell you a very cruel thing, that is, no feudal dynasty in the world cares about the life and death of the people. What the rulers of the dynasty fear most is the uprising of the desperate people and overthrowing their rule. "

"Have you not seen the long river in the world? Why do you think Kangxi wanted to help those refugees? It's not because the refugees are uncontrollable factors. They have nothing in themselves. They just want to eat. When someone raises their arms, they will be swept away. A wave of uprising.”

Zhang Yumeng looked at Yang Qian in disbelief, suddenly scratched his hair, and said with a bang.

"Then, are all those TV series fake?"

Yang Gan shrugged and said, "It can't be said to be fake, it can only be said to have been beautified."

"After all, if we let the people live a good life, no matter what angle they start from, the purpose is different, but the result is the same, it is the blessing of the world."

Zhang Yumeng looked at Yang Qian seriously and said, "You think so too."

Yang Gan gave her a slap on the back of his head and said, "I'm not the emperor yet, so I don't need to think about this kind of thing."

Zhang Yumeng was not willing to listen to this answer. He took Yang Qian's arm and started to use the clip sound.

"You tell me, I want to hear it, I want to hear it~~~~!"

The corners of Yang Gan's mouth twitched fiercely, "Ma De, if you say one more word in the jingle tone, I'll beat you to death."

Zhang Yumeng immediately became energetic and said, "Come and whip me. Use your whip to whip me."

"Fuck, madman!!"

The people present were almost done fighting, and Yang Qian immediately pulled Zhang Yumeng aside and said.

"Let me tell you carefully, the way ancient people saw things and characters was completely different from ours. You have lived for so long, you should understand."

"I have never treated the people in my territory badly. I hope that everyone will become stronger together, but I am also worried that they will rebel, so I still have reservations about my opinions."

"But I still have to say that I must safeguard my own interests before I can consider the interests of others. But in my position, my interests represent a class. It is impossible for me to speak against the class with me, so I use the smallest possible means. Strength, balance the relationship between the two, and I will kill anyone who wants to break this balance."

Zhang Yumeng's eyes were filled with light, and he kept sighing and shaking his head.

"I thought I was on the first level, but I didn't expect that your understanding of the world is already in the atmosphere. You are indeed the thigh I like, it is thick."

"Stop talking about anything else."

After Yang Qian recorded some things in his notebook, he walked forward again. It has to be said that after more than half a year of management, except for some contraband, almost everything that can be seen in Yuntong is available here.

Yang Qian began to write and draw again. Every place should have its own special features, and he could already predict the exchanges.

Once rice is planted in Xuantu County and Liaodong County, it will have an impact on the price of rice in the entire Xia Kingdom. Fortunately, there is only one season a year.

If it takes two or three seasons, it will be troublesome.

Some people died, but not completely...