The fourth century AD was a turbulent era.
In the west of the Old World, Constantine I was proclaimed Augustus by the Roman British Legion who were suppressing the barbarians. In 306 AD, he subsequently defeated many opponents one by one and unified the Roman Empire.
Just this year (325), he convened the Council of Nicaea, attended by three hundred bishops, and established the resolution to "depose all schools of thought and honor Christ alone."
The national conditions of the East and the West are different, but there are similarities.
The Eastern classical first empire has reached a dead end and is in urgent need of finding the form of a second empire.
When the first ray of sunlight rose in the east, countless flags appeared on the horizon.
The flag fluttered in the wind, and occasionally made a crisp "crackling" sound, like a whip, exploding in everyone's hearts.
The cavalry appeared in sight.
One horse, two horses, three horses...
Gradually, it became overwhelming and seemed to surround the entire wilderness, causing everyone to subconsciously stand upright.
The desolate sound of drums and horns blew across the sky.
Under the Jin Temple, the attendant Yang Man read out a statement loudly: "...the kings overstepped their bounds and had evil intentions, so they were good at raising armored soldiers, driving soldiers and people, burning and plundering treasuries, and killing loyal and good people..."
What he read was the achievements of Liang Wang Shaoxun in the past twenty years.
This paragraph is obviously talking about a series of wars in the early years between the King of Chengdu, the King of Hejian, the King of Changsha - and their successor the King of Donghai.
As the chants were being read aloud, the Silver Spear Army soldiers were already forming formation in the distance.
Wearing armor and holding their spears high, they advanced step by step.
The pace is neither fast nor slow, the armor is shining with silver, and the formation is as tough as a mountain.
You can't see the face clearly from a distance, you can only hear the rhythmic footsteps, but just because you can't see clearly, it seems to be more terrifying, because many people imagine it as a cold killing machine, rather than a person with a unique personality.
People who have their own joys and sorrows.
"Liu Yuan and his son, their kindness extended to two dynasties, and they are proud of the present. They did not think of repaying the favor, they solicited death, they spoke arrogantly and acted against the will of heaven..." Yang Man's voice was still ringing.
Some of the scholars sitting on the carpet suddenly stood up, the smiles on their faces gradually disappeared, and their eyes were fixed on the advancing Silver Spear Army soldiers.
The cavalry ran in front of the formation, throwing up large plumes of smoke.
The infantry formation was not disordered at all, the rustling footsteps kept coming, and the sharp silver spears were getting closer and closer to them.
When the smoke and dust dissipated, a total of six thousand people had already stood in the wilderness, each one like a silent sculpture, without any noise.
The wind continued to blow, leaving only the sound of flags flying.
"The purpose of commanding troops to pacify the city is not to annihilate the evil, but to actually save living beings... Then I have Tuoba Shi Yijian on behalf of the public to cleanse himself of his flaws, change his mind, walk on the path of loyalty and uprightness, and have the integrity of being a minister..."
Groups of cavalry galloped forward, slowly reining in their horses and taking up positions.
After the sound of a drum, the cavalry dispersed to both sides, revealing the figure of a gorgeous charioteer.
The chariot was a golden chariot given by the emperor, and was guarded by regiments of pro-army soldiers outside.
After everything settled, Shao Xun slowly got off the carriage and looked forward.
He didn't speak, he held something in his right hand, his left hand was touching the handle of the knife, and he just stared at everyone.
With the addition of large groups of soldiers and boundless banners, the power of silence is also shocking.
Bian Tao, who was still laughing and scolding others just now, closed his mouth, and the smile on his face froze. After a moment, it suddenly stopped and became serious.
Shao Xun walked forward slowly, constantly looking at the scholars standing and sitting.
Wherever he looked, the last few people still sitting stood up.
Shao Xun withdrew his gaze and glanced at everyone again, his gaze resting on the surging Fenshui.
Of course, he quickly took it back, but someone with a sharp mind still noticed it and secretly regretted it.
If you hide in a local area and have thousands of strong men defending the city and still have the strength to resist, they will be "cheated" to Jinyang, but they will be slaughtered...
Shao Xun suddenly raised his right hand and asked, "Can you recognize this thing?"
As soon as these words came out, the atmosphere in the venue suddenly relaxed.
Prime Minister Yu Chen sighed secretly, this son-in-law didn't even give people peace of mind when he appeared, and deliberately put great pressure on people.
He has been in the government for a long time, so it doesn't matter and he can keep his composure, but some people who have less experience and often have fun or stay at home looking for chapters and sentences are a little scared.
After all, there are only a very small number of people who can uphold integrity and are not afraid of power.
"Could the thing the king is holding be medicine?" Yu Chen asked loudly.
"Exactly." Shao Xun walked up to the crowd, showed them one by one, and said: "I found this thing from Leshi's manor in Nanyang many years ago. Standing in the field, it can stick to birds.
Only, all the remaining birds will be scattered. In this way, one acre of land can harvest several more buckets of grain." Everyone looked at the medicine packed in the bamboo tube one by one, with different expressions.
"Birds peck at the young seedlings and gnaw the seeds, causing considerable harm. But after so many years, the medicine is still only occasionally used in Luonan, Yingchuan, and Chenjun, and it has not even been exported to Yuzhou. Why?
?" Shao Xun asked.
"Your Majesty, the ingredients for making Fu medicine come from Jiang and Xiangzhou, but it is not easy to find them," Yu Chen said.
"What the Prime Minister said is absolutely true." Shao Xun nodded and said, "But if someone grows this plant in Jiang and Xiangzhou, and then sells it to Henan, will there be any harvest?"
"The gain should be quite a lot." Yu Chen said, "Even if one mu of land pays for one bucket of grain to buy the medicine, it is worth it."
"It's a pity that some people are too ignorant. They only talk about Taoism all day long, but they don't know how to harvest more bushels of grain from one acre of land." Shao Xun said with emotion: "I got this medicine from Longxiang Mansion of Jinci Temple.
The soldiers who moved from Henan know that they want to buy this thing, why don't the scholars not know about it?"
These words felt like a slap in the face. Some grumpy scholars subconsciously wanted to refute, but they didn't know where to start. Moreover, when they glanced at the infantry and cavalry troops arrayed not far away, they felt a little short of breath and simply refused.
Said.
"Ji Jian." Shao Xun looked at Yu Bing, the commander of Luoyang, who was standing behind Yu Chen, and asked with a smile: "What if I pay you for all the sales of the medicine?"
Yu Bing also smiled and said: "I'm afraid there are millions of hectares of cultivated land in the world. If there really are so many Dendrobium medicines and everyone is rushing to buy them, I can earn 10 million hectares of grain a year. What kind of business in the world can earn so much?
"
Wang Xiao, the son of Wang Yin, who was born in the Wang family of Chen County, watched from the side, feeling secretly in his heart.
This is an exaggeration. How could it be possible to earn 10 million?
First of all, it is impossible for everyone to buy it. Secondly, there are not so many medicines. Thirdly, there will be many people competing with you.
However, even if he doesn't want to, he still has to admit that this is a good deal. Even if he can only earn one-tenth of ten million, it is still amazing. There are several forts in the world, and the manor's grain reserves can reach over
million?
Even if you only earn 1% of this amount, it is completely worth it, because it is equivalent to having an extra manor with hundreds of acres of land in your family out of thin air.
"Ji Jian's words are well said." Shao Xun nodded and said: "You are only thirty, but you are more knowledgeable than many people in their forties and fifties. Everyone wants to prosper a family, but there is no way to build a family.
Just on the farm and manor."
After saying that, Shao Xun separated from everyone, surrounded by his own soldiers, sat down under a curtain that had been set up, and ordered everyone to sit down.
Wang Yan chuckled lightly.
Quan Zhong is warning everyone that the way to make money is not just land, and not to focus on the guests in the family's fields and houses.
But does it work?
Wang Yan put himself in and felt that getting rich through business was a bit deviant and not as stable as a stable farm - if his wife Guo was here, she might be a little interested.
After Shao Xun sat down, everyone sat in different classes according to the order agreed in advance, with the former on the left and the latter on the right. Those with official positions sat in the front and those without official positions sat in the back.
Generally speaking, there were more people in the civil service class, and it was a very dark place. There were always hundreds of people, which was very scary - Shao Xun even doubted whether the people behind him could hear what he said.
On the military attache's side, Mi Huang and Chen Yougen were at the head, followed by Hou Feihu, Jin Zheng and others.
Behind them, there are some government soldiers, silver spears, yellow-headed military officers and assistants, and Hu chieftains, probably dozens of them - except for the military attaches and Hu people who are from scholar families, there is really no one here.
There were a few scholars, almost all of whom were mud-legged.
The distinction is clear, let me kill you! People with mud legs all rely on fighting to get to the top. This is the only opening left to them by the Jin Dynasty. And if there is no chaos in the world, all kinds of general positions will actually be reserved for the nobles or a few powerful people.
of.
Li Ju knows this kind of thing best! The official position he obtained through his desperate military exploits was directly snatched away by the people of the Song family in Xihe. What can you do to me?
Shao Xun cleared his throat and was about to speak when a burst of laughter burst out from the crowd on the left.
Huh? Shao Xun looked around and saw a scholar who was about forty years old.
Damn it, I’m laughing at you for being paralyzed! Do you think it’s the Romance of the Three Kingdoms?
Huang, the personal military governor, was stroking the handle of the knife and asking with his eyes.
Shao Xun shook his head slightly. He was the first person to scold him today. It didn't look good. Forget it, let's listen to what he said.
Wang Yan frowned in the audience.
Wang Xuan turned his head and whispered softly, telling him that this was the royal favorite of the Wang family in Chengyang, Qingzhou. He was the nephew of King Zuocheng, the censor of Liang who passed away during the great epidemic. He had no official position.
Wang Yan was still frowning.
It’s hard to save face!
He had an impression of this Wang Chong. He was forty years old. He had been studying at home and managing the industry. He was very convinced of Zhong Changtong's methods of the later Han Dynasty. However, he seemed to be unable to learn from his master. He accepted death and refused to change. He did not know who was inciting him to do this.
Come out and charge into battle.
Wang Xuan noticed his father's ugly expression and sighed secretly in his heart.
In fact, it's not that my father's face is not good, it's just that there are too many things involved and he can't make everyone give in.
You can't just talk nonsense and let others cut your meat to feed tigers, right?
Your Wang family is ambitious and wants to bow to King Liang and gain greater benefits, but why should we bleed?
It is a very real struggle for interests, and there are times when the famous Wang Yifu cannot protect himself.
Over there, Wang Chong had already passed through the crowd and came ten steps in front of Shao Xun. He bowed first and then looked at the crowd with a sense of pride in his expression, as if he was looking at a chicken or a dog.
Many people met his eyes, some bowed their heads in shame, some smiled in greeting, some had no expression on their faces, some glared angrily, and so on.
Wang Chong, who had had enough of pretending to be cool, became even more excited and felt his blood boiling all over his body. He looked at Shao Xun and asked loudly: "The king talks about the disaster caused by birds, but he doesn't know how it compares to the disaster caused by man?"
Chapter completed!