Molested Zulong at the beginning

Ji Liang wondered, "Is there any difference? Isn't it all for Qiang Xia?"

Bai Su stopped slowly, and looked at Ji Liang beside him: "Dare to ask Zifang, why do you want to overthrow Daxia?"

Ji Liang's slender black eyebrows were furrowed, and his silver teeth were clenched, "Because the first emperor destroyed South Korea, and countless people died in the battle, so how can we not hate the country and the family?"

Bai Su continued to ask: "Such a great hatred, I really can't forget it easily, then ask again... What kind of country does Zifang want to build after overthrowing Daxia?"

Ji Liangtan opened his mouth slightly, his expression froze for a moment, she had never thought about this matter before.

Bai Su murmured: "Continue to go back to the endless chaotic world where you seize my city today, tomorrow I will kill tens of thousands of soldiers and horses, and there are raging fires every day?"

Ji Liang fell silent.

Bai Su said: "Simply overthrowing Daxia will not change the situation. Instead of harboring hatred, it is better to seek a healthy and dry road for the current Han people."

"The one who destroyed the Six Kingdoms was not Daxia, but the choices of the Six Kingdoms themselves. Li Bing, who built Dujiangyan and turned the land of Bashu into a land of abundance, is a Korean."

"Shang Yang, who reformed to strengthen the country and promoted the system of farming and warfare, was a native of Wei.

"Hengqiang alliance, with the strength of other countries, Zhang Yi of Xia, who is strong with the strength of other countries, is also from Wei."

"Fan Sui, who proposes to make long-distance and short-term attacks, and gradually strengthen his own national strength, also came from Wei."

"The Prime Minister of the current dynasty, Li Si, is a native of Chu State. Countless people who have made great achievements for the Great Xia were all born in the Six Kingdoms."

"What I want to do now is to give the countless poor families of the Six Kingdoms the same opportunity, so that they, like Li Bing, will be famous through the ages. Even if they were born in Han, there are still countless people in the pass who bow their hands and salute him."

"In a sense, isn't this another kind of rebirth of Koreans in Daxia?"

"Or... What Zifang cares about is just the thoughts of the kings and generals of South Korea, or the thoughts of all living beings, countless people in South Korea?"

Ji Liang's expression froze, Bai Su's last words were like a heavy hammer hitting her chest, making her slightly out of breath for a moment.

Yes, I have always wanted to restore Korea in my heart, is it for the royal family, or is it really for the people of Korea?

Dignity, shame, hatred, resentment, these are thoughts that nobles only have.

Those ordinary people who want nothing more than four dishes and one soup on the dinner table.

In the past, Xianyang's national treasury was too poor, and it often relied on the army to oppress and force corvee, forcing countless people from six countries to serve heavy demons, but it was not enough. With the help of the son, the treasury has become more and more abundant.

Corvée is no longer compulsory, but labor instead. Those who go to work can receive their due rewards every month, and the dissatisfaction in the hearts of the people has gradually decreased.

Coupled with defeating the Xiongnu, occupying a large area of ​​Monan grassland, and possessing a vast pasture, after the full opening of trade, a large number of low-cost cattle, sheep and livestock flowed into the Central Plains continuously every year.

The price of mutton in the market keeps dropping, and even some ordinary people can buy a few catties during the festivals to try something new.

This is something that the people of the Central Plains could not have imagined at all.

Now not only the food has been improved, but you can also go to private schools to read and write, and take the imperial examination. Even the examination process, the young master is trying to ensure fairness.

Such a big summer, is it really going to continue to be overthrown?

Even if the overthrow is successful and South Korea is restored, can I give the Korean people the life they have now?

The answer is obviously no.

In this case, it is not worthwhile to overthrow Daxia for the benefit of a few nobles.

After pondering for a long time, Ji Liang looked at Bai Su: "My lord, I have thought about it for a long time, and I changed my mind. I give up overthrowing Da Xia."

Bai Su smiled: "It's good that you can figure it out, so what are you going to do in the future?"

Ji Liang took a deep breath and said with a straight face: "I decided to support the young master and seek to usurp the throne."

"Cough cough..."

Bai Su almost spat out a mouthful of old blood.

Seeing no one around, he dragged Ji Liang back to the White Mansion, closed the door, and said with a strange expression, "You...why did you come up with such an idea all of a sudden?"

"Just as you said, today's Great Xia has completely changed under the construction of your son. If you continue to maintain the current state, it will be more beneficial to the people of Han, but..."

"How can I forget what that woman in Xianyang Palace did in the past. She destroyed my country, destroyed my capital, and even sent troops to arrest me everywhere, and even... once sent troops to arrest you in Xianyang."

"How can I forget what she did. Since there is no way to avenge public revenge, I will avenge private revenge."

"I will help the young master make suggestions, gradually monopolize the power in the court, and take her throne when the time is right in the future, so that she can experience the feeling of being oppressed."

Bai Su looked at Ji Liang who was getting more and more excited as he talked, and couldn't help but twitch his eyelids. He wanted to persuade her to give up the idea of ​​revenge, but unexpectedly gave her a bolder idea.

Sure enough, no matter how gentle she looks, she is still the leader of the terrorists.

He suddenly hugged Ji Liang's slender waist, held her in his arms, and walked towards the back room while saying, "I think your idea is dangerous, and you need to treat it for you."

Ji Liang stopped Bai Su's neck with both hands, and said in a panic, "Young...Young master, help me treat it, what are you doing taking off my shoes?"

"Of course I want to help you... to cure it!"

Bai Su smiled, and without waiting for Ji Liang to speak, he kissed her lips in one breath, launched an attack, and slipped his right hand down her waist.

For a moment, there was only heavy breathing in the room.

One piece of clothing and the jade belt were casually thrown from the bed.

Ji Liang's whole body softened, his watery eyes were full of confusion, lying on the bed, looking at the man in front of him.

Seeing her seductive expression, Bai Su naturally launched an attack without hesitation.

The gauze curtains on the edge of the bed were casually scattered, and the light in the room suddenly dimmed. After a while, there was a depressing sound in the room, and the bed soon began to shake rhythmically.

Chapter 150

As a young master, Bai Su is in charge of the Xianyang workshop and supervises the private school. Naturally, there is no reason why the policy proposed by him should not be incompatible.

Soon, the proposed policy of "fuzzy names, easy books" was promoted everywhere.

Afterwards, when examinees hand in the test papers, their names and places of origin will be sealed to prevent the officials from reviewing the papers from being biased because of their birth or place of origin.

As for the Yi Shu, there are some writers specially dispatched by Bai Su. They will faithfully re-copy the contents of the test paper, and send the copy to the officials for review.

In this way, the phenomenon of cheating based on the familiarity of handwriting is also eliminated.

Everything is proceeding in an orderly manner.

Bai Su, who had nothing to do, started paddling and fishing, watching the stars with Ji Liang today, and playing chess with the little princess Hu Yan tomorrow, so much fun.

At this time, time flies, and it is fleeting.

In a blink of an eye, a few months later, it was autumn and the rice was ripe.

An imperial edict from the political sister came, ending his days of fishing.

......

......

A fertile field.

There are many imperial guards guarding the area.

The people in the vicinity were a little curious about what the imperial court was doing here, but they didn't dare to approach the strong soldiers.

I had to whisper and discuss in a low voice.

At this time, outside the field.

A group of people came slowly, all of them were wearing black and red official robes, obviously they were important ministers in the court.

A carriage pulled by four strong horses, with a curved dome, the black window of the car hangs down, and the bottom is used to cover the floating dust, inlaid with gold and jade.

There is a circle of neatly arranged gold nails on the side of the wheel, which looks very solemn from a distance.

It was Miss Zheng's car.

Seeing His Majesty's car driving over, everyone was waiting in full force.

Bai Su also changed into an official uniform and stood among the crowd.

At this time, Liu Ji approached quietly, and whispered: "My lord, my lord."

Bai Su glanced at her and asked, "What's the matter, you have a tense face, what are you doing so nervous?"

Liu Jida's peach blossom eyes were bloodshot at this moment, as if he hadn't slept well all night because of nervousness.

She smiled wryly and said, "My lord, the battle is so big this time, not only His Majesty is here, but even more than half of the civil and military officials from the Manchu Dynasty are here. Can I not be nervous, my lord, you are sure that this rice seed can be produced per mu Is it a thousand catties?"

Bai Su touched his chin: "No!"

"What!!!"

Liu Ji was stunned, even though she had a flexible mind, she couldn't keep up with Bai Su's rhythm at this moment, and she was dumbfounded.

Bai Su had made a strong promise at the beginning, bragging about how powerful the rice seed was, but now he said that he was not sure.

This... isn't this a trap for myself!

Seeing that her face was pale and her forehead was covered with cold sweat, Bai Su couldn't help but smiled and patted her on the shoulder: "Don't be so scared, I saw that your spirit was a little listless, so I made a joke for you to cheer you up. The rice seeds I gave you are the creations of Shennong, and the yield per mu is nothing."

Liu Ji let out a long sigh of relief, and looked helplessly at Bai Su in front of him: "My lord, it's better not to make such jokes in the future, my back is almost soaked in cold sweat."

Bai Su smiled and said, "Look at your eyes are big and round now, are you more energetic than before?"

Liu Ji gave Bai Su a resentful look: "It's not just the spirit, you almost scare the soul away."

The two of you talked with each other.

Fu Su looked at Bai Su from a distance, and her slender black eyebrows could not help but wrinkle. She was in a complicated mood for a moment, wishing Bai Su success and failure.

I hope to succeed, because if this grain can produce a thousand catties per mu, then for Daxia, it is completely tantamount to strengthening the national fortune, and there will be no famine in the world.

I hope that Bai Su will fail because of personal grievances.

She could clearly feel that her mother's attitude towards Bai Su was very ambiguous. If Bai Su made great contributions and won her mother's favor, then...won't she call him father in the future.

No, no, absolutely not! ! !

How could I let such rude people stay with my mother.

Her Bai Su patted her shoulder in the future, and said with a smile, "From now on, I will call you Your Highness, and you will call me Father, her eyelids couldn't help but twitch.

Fu Su wanted to report to her mother more than once that Bai Su was an impolite person who used to belittle her daughter in the bath, but every time the words came to her lips, she stopped abruptly and couldn't speak.

After all, she was sitting on Bai Su's body at that time, and it would not do her any good if she said it.

He could only suppress the grievance in his heart and bury this matter in his heart.

Fu Susu clenched her hands tightly, and glanced at Bai Su with embarrassment.

After hearing the news of the autumn rice harvest, she also sent people to inquire about the situation inside.

It's a pity that the mother has sent special personnel to defend, not to mention her, even Liu Ji and others can't get in for the time being.

This place is temporarily taken over by the Forbidden Army, and it is so strict that not even a fly can fly in, in order to prevent accidents.

After all, rice seeds with such a yield are really important, so we have to pay attention to them.

She muttered in a low voice: "I hope this rude person will be rewarded for his failure this time."

Just when everyone had different thoughts, the carriage stopped slowly.

The messenger opened the curtain.

A graceful and luxurious woman in a black dragon robe slowly walked out from inside.

She glanced at Bai Su, frowned slightly, and said calmly with a hint of calm and prestige in her tone, "Bai Su...where is the rice you mentioned?"

In front of all civil and military officials, Bai Su cupped his hands and saluted: "Your Majesty, please follow me."

After that, he turned around and walked in one direction.

A gleam of anticipation flashed in the phoenix eyes of Zheng Jie, she waved lightly, and followed Bai Su along with all the court ministers.

About half a stick of incense time has passed.

Bai Su stopped, pointed to a large golden field in front of him, and said with a smile: "Your Majesty, please look, this is what I call rice."

His voice fell, and the surrounding fell into silence.

Li Sixiu frowned, took a deep look at Bai Su, and said to himself, this child is really hiding something, I didn't expect to be able to offer such a fetish.

Fusu opened her mouth wide in a daze, looking at the field in front of her in disbelief.

In the world, there really are such grains?

A gleam flashed in Sister Zheng's phoenix eyes.