His face was extremely calm, but the emotions released in his eyes were extremely complicated, as if he was against the entire world.
He gently sprinkled the wine in his hand on the ground, then closed his eyes and quietly waited for the outcome of this war.
Nangong Yi led the merchant delegation to Yingdu, the capital of Southern Chu.
The last time he came here, the people in the entire Yingdu were living at an extremely slow pace, and everyone seemed extremely leisurely.
But this time here, Yingdu has undergone earth-shaking changes.
There was not a single person to be seen on the streets. From time to time there would be soldiers walking through the streets, but they knocked on the doors of people's houses one after another, being very violent and robbing them of their belongings.
Nangong Yi frowned slightly, this is one of the richest cities in the world, how could it become like this?
The soldiers of Nanchu respectfully invited Nangong Yi to the inn, but no one came to entertain him.
Even though Nangong Yi had handed over the Dashang Land Talisman Festival, King Chu was very arrogant and refused to receive him at all.
"What happened in Nanchu? How did it become like this?"
Nangong Yi frowned and muttered to himself. The attendants next to him thought he was asking them, and looked at each other in confusion for a while, not knowing how to answer.
"Boom!"
Suddenly there was a rhythmic knocking at the door, and everyone immediately became alert, but Nangong Yi's face was full of excitement.
"Let the person at the door come in quickly!"
Not long after, a tightly wrapped man walked in cautiously.
"Xu Maocai, the lower official, has met Nangong Xiangguo!"
Nangong Yi couldn't wait to grab Xu Maocai's arm and pulled him to sit aside.
"What is going on in Nanchu now?"
Xu Maocai was also overwhelmed by such eagerness. He quickly picked up the tea and took a sip, then took out a few letters from his body.
"The royal family of Nanchu didn't know what was going on. They went crazy and marched around. The whole of Nanchu was singing the tune of unifying the world. Both civil and military officials and ordinary people supported the war at all costs. But looking at Nanchu now
It seems that our national strength will not be able to sustain it for much longer."
Nangong Yi took the letter from Xu Maocai's hand and flipped through it briefly, feeling shocked.
What is recorded here is the current domestic wealth ratio of Nanchu. Almost 90% of the taxes and financial resources are spent on foreign wars, and they are still recruiting troops on a large scale.
The foreign war has been going on for more than half a year, the country has missed a spring planting, and a large number of young and strong laborers have been sent to the battlefield. There is a high probability that famine will break out in Southern Chu this year.
Nangong Yi took a breath of cold air. If this continues, it is very likely that the whole of Nanchu will collapse from within.
"Don't any of the princes and ministers of Southern Chu know about these things?"
Nangong Yi's face was full of astonishment. Things like spring planting and autumn harvest were important events for all the princes. To some extent, this was related to the taxes of that year.
But no one in Nanchu seems to care about this now.
Xu Maocai put the tea bowl on the table: "They have all been dazzled by the victory now and won't care about it at all!"