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Three hundred and eleventh chapter grievances

Bayitash was very excited. As it turned out, his team was very European-style combat power.

Under the training of Chen Shou's generals and the brainwashing of extreme sects, they were not afraid of death and their combat power surged.

Only Bayatash knew that the so-called "Make the True Lord great again" was simply an empty slogan.

To put it bluntly, this is just a plan for him to regain power and the throne.

But the result of this incident in the Isilan world is far-reaching and serious.

How can two sects coexist harmoniously? They must be endlessly killing each other.

Moreover, Bayitash has a very bad start, and there will definitely be someone who will follow his example and split again.

But at this time, Bayitash didn't care at all. He was immersed in his own joy, excited for the combat power of his army and couldn't sleep all night.

He had dreamed several times in a row that he led this army, with the support of the powerful Chen Shou's army, to return to the Karakhan Dynasty and kill all those who drove him out.

This is the happiest thing in the world...for Bayitash.

He asked someone to prepare a generous gift and prepare to visit Chen Shou. This was the first time he walked out of his Loulan Yexue and took the initiative to go to Chen's mansion.

Although he was a defeated prince, Bayitash always regarded himself very well and took the initiative to come to the Chen Mansion. He felt that he had lowered his figure and would receive more generous support from Chen Shou.

At the door of Chen's mansion, because he did not come often, the guards did not recognize his carriage and horse.

The two guards stepped forward, reached out to stop them, and asked, "Who is it?"

"Inside the carriage is my master, His Highness Baitash." The person who drove the carriage lowered his head slightly and said modestly.

"I'll go and inform me, you guys are here for a while."

The coachman turned around and said to Bayitash in the carriage: "They went to inform him."

"I'm here, do I need to inform you?" Baitash's face was unhappy. He always felt that his identity was very unusual, because Chen Shou, the most powerful, kept saying "my friend."

There is no way to go to a friend’s house, and you have to report it before you can enter. Chen Shou went to his restaurant, but he never had to wait.

After a while, the guard came out and said, "General Zhang said, "You are allowed to go in, please."

When he entered Chen's mansion, there were guards along the way, with strict defense. Bayitash smiled and said, "My friend is really afraid of death."

The guard looked back at him, without saying anything, but his eyes were murderous.

Bayitash's face changed color and he felt insulted.

Finally, when he arrived at the water pavilion, he saw his "friend".

Chen Shou laughed and said, "Why are you here?"

"Come on, my friend." Baitash's tone was no longer as enthusiastic as before, and Chen Shou did not notice it, and smiled and said, "Please sit down."

"I thank you for your many hospitality. Since you are here, you should have a meal here before leaving?"

Seeing that he was quite enthusiastic, Bayitash relaxed a little and said, "No, since you are very busy, I won't disturb you."

"So urgent?"

He thought Chen Shou would try to keep him again and again, but Chen Shou actually got up to see him off.

...

Looking at Bayitash's slightly oblique back, Chen Shou said inexplicably, "It seems something is wrong with him."

Zhang He's eyes changed and he asked, "Why is something wrong? Do you want to kill?"

"If something is wrong, kill it. Do you have human nature?" Chen Shou shook his head helplessly. He had killed too many people some time ago, and his subordinates were almost forced to become crazy by himself.

Such an uninvited guest did not bring much change to Chen Shou. He continued to sit down and look at the information from all over the country.

The New Year is approaching and the end of the year is particularly busy.

Especially this year, there is a new atmosphere everywhere, especially the expansion of one's own power, which requires more and more places to undergo thorough new policy reforms.

This is his foundation. Chen Shou is very clear about this, so he attaches great importance to it.

The biggest thing to win the Lianghuai this year, but troubles will follow.

The land of Lianghuai is not a prefecture in the ordinary sense. There are not many mulberry fields and rice fields here. It is more about merchants and past merchants relying on convenient transportation to trade.

Although it belongs to the Great Qi Dynasty and is north of the Yangtze River, the customs and customs here are closer to those of the Southern Tang Dynasty.

Some celebrities, literati and poets from the Southern Tang Dynasty, and talented men and women often crossed the river to Yangzhou to enjoy the scenery of their hometown.

It can be said that this is the small Jiangnan of Daqi, and of course it has the same prosperity and prosperity as Jiangnan.

If such places are in urgent need of liberation, we will no longer talk about miners, tenants and craftsmen.

Here are more of a conflict between hired workers and wealthy businessmen.

Lianghuai is a salt bag in Daqi, and the salt here supplies more than half of Daqi's place.

In order to crack down on the two Huaihe Rivers, Chen Shou opened a large number of salt drying fields in Shandong. He planned to completely lower the salt prices and supply them to the vast northern people.

Salt is very important, and it can even be said to determine the physical condition of the people.

In nature, any place with a little salt will be snatched by animals.

All dynasties regarded salt, sugar and tea as the main part of fiscal revenue.

Chen Shou didn't want to continue using this set. He wanted to develop salt-drying technology to make this thing more popular.

Looking at Liaoluo's information, Chen Shou stretched, but still couldn't think of a specific solution.

It is not possible to change a system that lasts for hundreds of years, just one order.

If you don’t do it well, if you have an old thing about Wang Mang, you will be snatching your feet when you take big steps, and you may be destroyed because you are too advanced.

Xue Shao is now used to writing various edicts. In the past, she was still afraid of her hands, but this thing is actually nothing difficult. Chen Shou said that she was just processing and polishing it.

However, in the face of the edict in which he often changes tens of millions of people, Xue Shao is still a little awe, and often sweats after writing.

She looked at Chen Shou's frown and thought, and she felt very charming in her heart.

"Cough..." Su Li slapped her arm lightly and laughed in a low voice: "What are you looking at? You can't even pull out your eyes."

"Mom..." Xue Shao blushed and said shyly: "Don't talk nonsense."

This mom called Su Li even more embarrassed than her, her face blushed as blood, and said, "Just call me sister in the future."

Xue Shao nodded, and the two of them served Chen Shou together every day, but it was embarrassing to call her mother again.

Su Li lowered her voice and said in Xue Shao's ear. The latter's face suddenly turned out to be like pomegranate seeds, biting her lip, "What did the master say?"

"I can still lie to you."

"Then mom...is sister ready?"

Su Li sighed and said, "To be honest, I have it long ago. The master really likes this tune. It's just a fun thing, and it's not really a dog wearing a collar."

Xue Shao looked up at Chen Shou again, bit his lower lip, and said, "Okay, I'll sew one now."
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