This empire was unstable without farmers, but simple agriculture could not feed this huge empire.
It’s not that it’s not enough to support, but there are too many people, and there are even more people who are not working. And the humble old author is always at the bottom, being exploited in turn.
In addition, commerce is not enough. All agriculture and commerce in the era of power are fragile no matter how prosperous they are.
Zhu Yunxi cannot change the current supremacy of imperial power and power, because he is the most high-end, the one who dominates everything, and is even the one who directs everything and enjoys it all.
But he can give the empire room to reverse things in the future and even make a smooth transition.
Western colonists had precedents for this.
In its heyday, the British Empire spanned the world and was known as the sun never set.
The huge territory brought him endless cheap raw materials, allowing his products to be dumped all over the world and turned into wealth.
At the same time, the huge territory has greatly alleviated the pressure of the empire's population growth. The plundered living space has become a paradise for the people of the empire. Hundreds of years of accumulation have made all developments logical.
No one understands Zhu Yunxi’s painstaking efforts.
So he is destined to be the lone warrior of this era!
Doomed to bear infamy.
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At dawn, an ordinary carriage drove slowly past Chang'an Avenue.
The soldiers who had just changed defenses at the city gate were still a little lazy. Mr. Ba, who was drinking soy milk, looked at the slowly approaching carriage with displeasure. He chewed fried dough sticks in his mouth and cursed vaguely, "Fuck, who the fuck is so early?"
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As he said that, he gave the soldier next to him a look.
The latter was also impatient and stepped forward with a stern look on his shoulder, "Hey, what are you doing? The city gate hasn't been opened yet?"
Call!
The carriage stopped, and the driver, an old man with white hair, pulled the reins.
"It's so early, where are you going?" Xiao Bing continued to lead people forward.
The next second, the boss, who was eating breakfast and watching, suddenly felt a thump in his heart.
The old man who drove the cart took off his straw hat, revealing a face full of scars, and his cold eyes looked like a corpse guard at a mass grave outside the city.
He looked disdainfully at the soldier who asked the question, "According to the rules, the city gate should be opened. Why, you won't let us go?"
"Hey, you old man..."
"Get out of here!" The commander-in-chief stepped forward, kicked the soldier away, and shouted loudly, "Hurry up and open the city gate!"
Crunchy!
The winch on the city tower twisted with difficulty, making an ear-piercing sound. As the iron chain circled, a gap was exposed in the city gate.
The old driver looked sideways at the boss and smiled contemptuously, "You're a smart guy!"
"Boss, who is that?" Xiao Bing asked, rubbing his lower back and looking at the back of the carriage.
The boss looked frightened and said, "Damn it, you really deserve to be a soldier for the rest of your life!" He said, pointing at the carriage and scolding, "You don't even recognize Mr. Guo's carriage?"
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That's right, it was Guo Ying's carriage that left the city.
Just an old servant and two suitcases.
The carriage drove through the grand city gate. Guo Ying, who was sleeping in the carriage with her eyes closed, could no longer bear it and opened the curtain to look back.
A city gate is still a city gate, and a city wall is still a city wall.
It seems to be no different from what it was a few decades ago.
But in his mind, the scene when he saw this city wall for the first time decades ago suddenly appeared in his mind.
Dead people, dead people everywhere!
The corpses under the city wall were piled higher than others, and siege engines and ladders could not reach them. The boots with iron nails clicked on the ground, and the blood of the dead condensed into a river, reaching to the ankles.
Looking at the city wall, Guo Ying's eyes were filled with mist.
How many good brothers are buried here.
How many heroes have died from arrows and their heads missing.
"Brothers, I'm leaving and going home!" Guo Ying was still looking at the city wall, with moist eyes, "This place... we fought hard to build it, thinking it was a hundred times better than our hometown, but in fact it's not as good as home at all!
No matter how nice this is, it’s not our home!”
"Master!" the old servant who was driving the carriage called, "We are going to pass by the Flying Bear Army's military camp as we go forward. Should we take a detour or something?"
"Go around!" Guo Ying said calmly, "It's annoying to see soldiers now!"
"yes!"
As soon as the old servant finished speaking, he immediately looked behind him warily and raised his ears.
His calloused hands subconsciously touched the shaft of the chariot, picked up the bow with his left hand, and grabbed six arrows with his right hand in an instant, one of which was already placed on the bowstring.
"Marquis Guo, walk slowly!"
Clatter, the sound of horse hooves came.
Guo Ying waved her hand to the vigilant old servant, looked back with squinted eyes, and then smiled silently.
The person who came was Chang Sheng, Duke of Zheng. He didn't even fasten his clothes in a hurry.
"Junior slept on the city gate building last night. I just woke up and heard that you were leaving the city!" Chang Sheng panted heavily and leaned over the horse and said, "What are you doing?" As he said this, his eyes fell on the carriage compartment.
On the luggage tied behind him, he said in surprise, "This is too hasty!"
"Leaving early and leaving late is all about walking!" Guo Ying said with a smile, "It's better to take advantage of the opportunity and catch a nice day!"
"Then you can't just have something like this!" Chang Sheng frowned, "You can't have no one to escort you..."
Guo Ying waved her hand, "Old man, who should I use to escort the survivors among the dead?" He said, pointing to the luggage, "I have everything back home, and it's not like I'm going to come back with all that trouble and burden!"
Chang Sheng suddenly asked in a low voice, "Long Live Lord knows you are leaving!"
"Nonsense, how dare I leave without him nodding?" Guo Ying scolded with a smile, "Okay, go back! You are in charge of Jiucheng Jingying. Your responsibilities are of great importance. Don't stay out for too long!"
"That won't work!" Chang Sheng said stubbornly, "You are an elder, why should a junior see you off personally!" After saying that, he turned back to look at the soldiers, "Go, go to the military camp in front and mobilize a battalion of soldiers and horses.
Send the old Marquis back to his hometown!"
"Chang Laoer, don't be so fucking stupid!" Guo Ying immediately glared, then waved Chang Sheng to come closer, and whispered, "What the hell do you want to do! You are in charge of the troops, you can deploy them at will.
A battalion of five hundred men, are they soldiers of the Ming Dynasty or your private soldiers?"
"Junior, don't you... think it's too deserted for you to leave like this?" Chang Sheng said with a smile.
"Compared with the brothers who died in battle under the city wall, I am already very prosperous!" Guo Ying looked at him, "Besides, I have been prosperous all my life, and now I want to be deserted!" He said, rudely retorting.
Chang Sheng punched him and said, "You kid, you used to look like a very honest person, why are you so arrogant?"
"Look what you said!" Chang Sheng said with a smile, "You are overthinking it. Even if the emperor knew it, he wouldn't say anything!"
"You can't do that!" Guo Ying frowned, "Before I leave, I will look at your father's face and tell you a few words. You must be a minister before you are a relative. If you are a minister, you are a relative. If you are not a minister, you will not be a close friend. Do you understand?
"
Just as he was talking, Guo Ying suddenly felt that something was wrong.
Because he suddenly discovered that there was a smile in Chang Sheng's eyes.
"Damn it, are you trying to trick me?" Guo Ying understood immediately and said with a smile.
"To tell you the truth, I chased you here because I wanted to...haha!" Chang Sheng said with a smile, "I'm just looking for a minor illness! But I'm here to see you grow old, I'm sincere!"
"Instead of looking for minor illnesses to report, it's better to know how to advance and retreat by yourself!" Guo Ying scolded, "You are still young to make fun of me!"
The words of two generations of nobles, one old and one young, are true to their words.
Guo Ying wanted to leave in a low-key manner, without disturbing anyone or engaging in a big battle.
Chang Sheng wanted to take this opportunity to make some mistakes on purpose.
The old man and the young man all saw clearly the political situation and even more clearly the people's hearts.
"It's not a good uncle!" Guo Ying glanced at Chang Sheng and suddenly said with a teasing smile, "Be careful in the future, your family will not have a place in the army or in the court!"
"Junior knows his own temperament, dog meat will not be on the table!" Chang Sheng laughed, "Let's give way to the wise!"
These words reminded Guo Ying of a person in his mind for no reason.
Duke Xu Huizu of Wei!
He seems to be a calm person who doesn't fight or grab, but sometimes not fighting is a kind of fighting, and not fighting is a gesture to show to the superiors. Moreover, he is getting more and more important now, and he has become the appearance of Huaixi's noble military lord.
....
In the future, it’s hard to say!
"You kid, you are better than your father. At least you know how to embarrass yourself!" Guo Ying smiled again and sighed, "Hey, it's good to understand! You can go back. When you have free time in the future, the old man is sitting in the village, and the two of us are sitting here.
Have a few more drinks!”
"You live a good life, the younger generation will definitely bother you!" Chang Sheng clasped his fists.
At this moment, there were another burst of horse hooves behind him, and a call came from behind.
"Old Marquis, walk slowly!"
"Who the hell is that?" Guo Ying cursed.
Looking back, there are several fast horses, and the leading one is the prince-in-law, Captain Mei Yin.
"You kid?" Guo Ying said with a smile, "What are you doing?"
"Huh..." Mei Yin reined in the horse's head and said with a smile, "The emperor asked his subordinates to deliver something to you, so he went to your house to get nothing. After asking your housekeeper, he hurriedly and slowly caught up with him.
On!"
"What?" Guo Ying asked.
Mei Yin said nothing, smiled and handed something out.
Wrapped in bright yellow silk, the tentacles are as hard as a tile.
Guo Ying's heart suddenly shook, and she opened the yellow silk package with her big hand, and then her eyes froze.
The imperial gift, the golden book of iron coupons to avoid death!
"Your Majesty will forgive you nine deaths, your descendants will die three times, or you will be punished with regular punishment, and no one will be punished by the judge!"
There is a piece of this kind of alchemy iron coupon in Guo Ying's box.
Plus this speed, he has two pieces.
Sometimes these two pieces of alchemy iron coupons are nothing but nonsense, but sometimes they can mean everything.
"Help me down!" Guo Ying said to the old servant of the coachman, "I will kowtow to the emperor a few times!"