pertwk Chapter 2081 Meeting an old friend again
Chapter 2081 Meeting an old friend again
Chapter 2081 Meeting an old friend again
"How many soldiers Yaguo can support is determined by its economic capacity. To support more troops, it naturally needs more basic population. But its population base is too low, so asking for more from outside is the fastest way."
"Secondly, thanks to the Emperor's Flowing Juice, the spiritual energy of heaven and earth has become increasingly rich, and the originally barren land of Ya Country has become increasingly fertile, and many areas have become suitable for growing crops." Du Shan raised his second finger. "However, the lifestyle of the people of Ya Country is mainly nomadic, and most of them are not very good at farming. They mainly form settlements in the form of tribes, and their organizational method is not suitable for farming."
Hearing this, Lingguang understood: "So they captured hundreds of people and gave them farmland?"
"Use them as serfs." Du Shan shook his head. "The Bailie people should be afraid. The fate of being captured and taken to Ya Country is tragic."
He Lingchuan was still writing: "The lord is incompetent, and the common people suffer. Lu Zhensheng tried his best to steal the position of the head of the family, but he is unable to manage Bailie properly. If this continues, Bailie will be destroyed within ten years."
Some people are good at infighting but not good at governance.
Du Shan was beaming with joy: "The general that Ya State sent to plunder Bailie this time was not an ordinary general, but the third prince of Ya State, Xian Daye. He just passed his coming-of-age ceremony last year, and the King of Ya State specially sent him out to do this lucrative job, firstly to hone his military experience, and secondly to increase his qualifications."
He Lingchuan then stopped writing and looked over.
Seeing his sharp and cold eyes, Du Shan knew that the emperor saw through his thoughts.
He explained his idea in detail, and then said: "As long as it is done properly, it will kill two birds with one stone."
"In this way, our relationship with Mou State will drop to freezing point." Du Shan's idea is to stir up trouble, and make it big.
Even He Lingchuan has to carefully consider the consequences of these operations.
Du Shan immediately said, "You have to give up something to gain something. If you miss this opportunity, it will be hard to find such a good opportunity again."
He Lingchuan pondered for more than two quarters of an hour before saying:
"I'll leave this matter to you."
Du Shan was overjoyed and bowed: "Yes."
"As for arranging spies to go to Mou State, I have a better candidate." He Lingchuan took a sip of tea, "What is Dong Rui doing?"
"Mr. Dong has been obsessed with experiments recently. He is said to have made some breakthroughs. It has been a long time since he came out."
"I'm going to go to Julu Port to relax. Go ask Dong Rui if he wants to revisit the old place?"
"Yes!"
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Julu Port, ghost market.
Although Julu Port had long been controlled by the Yangshan Chamber of Commerce and was nicknamed "Yangshan Port" by the people, it was not until last year that the Black Armor Army started an uprising in Julu Port and overthrew the rule of Peng State, and then the entire area was incorporated into the Dragon God's territory. Since then, the Dragon God's rule over this place has been legitimate.
No matter how turbulent and changing the Golden Plains is, the port business of Julu Port is still booming. The government has specially preserved the ghost market to retain the vitality of this historic port.
The bulletin board in the ghost market has been expanded twice, from one side to three sides, but it is still covered with countless small advertisements every day.
The more prosperous the trade in Julu Port became, the more people came here to make a living, and the more information was exchanged on the bulletin board.
There were even people gathering around the sign, and some stalls were set up.
On this day, a piece of red and white letter paper half the size of a palm was pasted in the most conspicuous position of the old sign. No one else's information could be covered because someone was watching it closely.
There were only a few words on the letter paper:
At noon on the first day of the lunar month, there is a building full of joy.
The new moon will be in two days.
Huanshenglou is a teahouse that opened in Julu Port a few years ago. It has the newest facilities and the most magnificent building.
Noon is lunch time, and Huanshenglou also serves snacks, so it is also very crowded at noon.
There were many people coming in and out. One of them was wearing a gray cloak that covered half of her face. One could only tell from her figure and features that she was a woman.
She entered the teahouse and scanned the faces of the guests at each table, but didn't find the person she was looking for.
At this moment, she heard a voice in her ear:
"upstairs."
The second floor is the elegant seats, where the tea fee is expensive and there are fewer people. The tables are far apart, which is convenient for guests to chat privately.
As she climbed the stairs, she saw two people sitting by the window. One was drinking tea, and the other was waving at her.
The woman walked straight over and nodded to him: "Mr. Wei, how are you?"
"Mr. Wei" stood up and pulled out a chair for her: "No, no, please take a seat."
The woman's gaze then fell on the other person.
He took a sip of tea slowly, letting her look at it at will, and then put down the cup: "Long time no see, Miss Mai, please sit down."
The woman sat down slowly, with her back straight, shoulders level, and her back a finger's length from the back of the chair. This was an elegant and dignified manner, the way a lady from a noble family would sit.
"What should I call you, Mr. He, the Great Emperor, or the Dragon God?"
She took off her grey cloak, revealing a face that was both happy and angry.
The two of them suddenly felt their eyes brighten.
The woman came in full make-up, with eyebrows as dark as distant black, eyes as charming as autumn waves, and rosy pink and slightly moist red lips. She could be described as a beauty beyond compare.
He Lingchuan smiled and filled her empty cup with his own hands: "Then should I call you Mei Fei or Miss Mai?"
"It's up to you. It's me anyway. The name is just a code name." The woman said softly, "The Great Emperor Jiuyou personally poured tea for me. Who would believe it if I told anyone else?"
She was the former Princess Mei of the Kingdom of Biao, whose real name was Mai Miao, the daughter of Mai Liansheng, a minister of the Kingdom of Biao. The King of Biao killed her father, and she hid her identity and served her enemy with her body. Finally, she seized the opportunity and killed the King of Biao with the help of the Kingdom of Mou and He Lingchuan.
After You Enguang established the Peng Kingdom to replace the Bo Kingdom, she also left quietly.
This reunion was three years later, and the Golden Plains had undergone tremendous changes.
The last time I saw Concubine Mei, she was like a willow swaying in the wind or a lilac after the rain, full of delicate beauty that made people reluctant to hurt her; but when I saw her again this time, that feeling of fragility and vulnerability was no longer there. Sitting opposite He Lingchuan and Dong Rui was a beauty like a water lily.
Pink, bright, and delicate, it is so beautiful that it doesn’t fit in with its surroundings, just like a pink water lily blooming in the gray mud pond in a farmyard.
It was clearly the same woman, with the same facial features, but her temperament and demeanor were completely different from three years ago.
Dong Rui couldn't help but take a deep breath. Is this her true self? More than three years ago, she had acted so well as a pitiful little plum blossom.
Concubine Mei's posture of drinking tea was also very elegant. He Lingchuan put down the teapot: "Concubine Mei came here to keep her promise, so of course she deserves this cup of tea. It's not easy for you to rush here from Tucheng in just two days."
Tucheng is eighty miles away from Julu Port, and we have to deduct the time it takes for the news to be transmitted from Julu Port to Tucheng. Her actual journey time may be less than a day. She really jumped on the carriage as soon as she received the news, which shows how hurried she was.