"What kind of nonsense is this?" An old woman watched as a policeman in black uniform roughly pulled out the flower she had planted for two years. It was a beautiful thing, and the old woman had been carefully
Cultivation.
Unfortunately, with an order from His Majesty the King, the entire kingdom has banned the cultivation of this plant. No one is allowed to grow, which is a bit too strict.
"This is the law! It is forbidden to grow such plants in the Tang Dynasty! It is classified as a dangerous item!" The young policeman put the pulled plants into a sack and threw it into a truck parked on the street. He came back and warned the old man:
"Planting this plant will be a death sentence from now on!"
"Oh my god, is it true?" A farmer watching the show was startled and asked with his eyes widened.
"Of course it's true." The young patrolman took off his big-brimmed hat to let his damp hair breathe.
While waving his hat, he said to the onlookers: "You only get three years for stealing more than 100 gold coins! If you catch this guy, you will be shot! Don't blame me for not warning you!"
Many people suddenly realized how terrible this thing was - stealing a huge sum of money would not lead to death, but planting a rotten flower would result in death. This shows how much His Majesty the King hates this plant.
"Back then, when His Majesty the King's mother died, His Majesty saw that her mother's grave was covered with nectar flowers! So he hated this kind of flower and swore that he never wanted to see this kind of flower again!" the patrolman explained as he got into the truck.
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His words also made everyone understand why His Majesty the King announced that the entire Tang Kingdom was not allowed to see such flowers.
It turned out that there was such a sad past, and these common people who had enjoyed the welfare benefits of the Tang Kingdom and began to identify themselves as Tang people immediately sympathized with their King.
There is no way, they really love His Majesty the King who allows them to live a good life and have enough to eat.
Now His Majesty the King has said that if you don’t want to see this kind of flower...then don’t plant it. It’s just a kind of flower anyway, it’s no big deal.
As a result, some farmland originally cultivated for this flower was completely replanted, and the government even provided subsidies and tax breaks for planting other crops.
Under the supervision of the patrol police, those who grew privately also obediently destroyed the ornamental flowers in their hands.
In order to prevent interested people from prying into the secrets, Tang Mo even made up a set of lies to cover up his true purpose.
In this way, a vigorous flower ban movement was launched in the Tang Dynasty, while a drug disaster that corroded people's souls was suppressed silently.
In the Prime Minister's Office of the Tang Dynasty, Roger was sitting in the study, processing documents related to the new power plant. Last year, the total power generation of the Tang Kingdom was more than 200 billion kilowatt-hours, which was almost as much as the total power generation of other countries.
This year, Tang State plans to double this basis, bringing the country's total power generation to 400 billion kilowatt-hours!
This is a very great goal. If this goal can be achieved, the industrial development of the Tang Kingdom will rise to a new level.
Roger was really shocked by the speed of construction. He deeply felt that the people in the Zheng and Qi areas occupied by the Tang Kingdom seemed to be more diligent than the civilians in the original Bunas area.
These Chinese, or rather these Tang people, are really too curled up, to the point of being outrageous. They love building their own homes so much that they can do whatever it takes to do so.
This scene that is rarely seen in Bunas can be seen everywhere in the entire Tang Kingdom.
In a prosperous place like Chang'an, he could often see workers sleeping in factories. Construction workers worked overtime until it was completely dark, and then fell asleep in the construction site full of cement dust.
Such crazy work directly increased the construction speed of the Tang Dynasty several times. Every link was frantically produced, and the results naturally appeared in front of everyone's eyes very quickly.
The number of chimneys in Tongcheng is increasing every day. Anpu, which was a small town more than a year ago, now has a population of nearly 700,000!
Datang is reproducing bunas at the rate of one bunas per year
Such a miracle, if it had been five years ago, Roger would not have believed that this kind of thing would happen.
At that time, the development speed of Bunas completely exceeded Roger's cognition, but now, the development speed of the entire Datang Kingdom... exceeded everyone's cognition.
Because the governors who lead every city and every small town in this country have all seen Bunas. They all understand the Bunas model and are familiar with that set of things.
All they have to do is follow the instructions. As long as they follow the path of modern urban development step by step, they can build the city they manage into a "holy place" similar to Bunas.
Everyone is competing for development, and everyone has an almost identical theory of development: if you want to get rich, build roads first, have more children and plant more trees!
Population is competitiveness, roads are the blood vessels of industry, oil is the blood of industry, industry is the symbol of wealth, and buildings are the muscles of a city!
As a result, building houses, building roads, building factories, and planting fruit trees on barren hills became what the entire Tang Kingdom was doing.
The country is constantly improving infrastructure construction. Railways and highways have begun to form a network. The billions of gold coins collected from various countries have not had time to be sent to Tang Mo's treasury, but have turned into various infrastructure construction.
It became a power plant, became a railway track, became asphalt, and became a variety of technical laboratories.
Roger's eyes were a little sore when he looked at these documents. He rubbed his eyes, then turned a page and continued to look at the data he was familiar with.
He has to understand these data every once in a while. This represents his control over the country and is a task he must complete.
In the kitchen of the Prime Minister's Mansion, a cook is preparing tea for the Prime Minister of the Kingdom. This is her job. At this time every day, the Prime Minister needs a cup of tea to refresh himself.
This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! The Prime Minister likes the tea she makes, so she has always been doing this work. The same is true today, she repeated every step, just like in the past
There is no difference.
At this time, a maid came in with a smile, said hello to her, and then chatted about random topics.
The cook didn't raise any suspicion. After all, they were all colleagues who had known each other for a long time, so they chatted with each other while making tea.
She didn't stop what she was doing, and practice made perfect without any confusion. The maid who didn't know why she came to chat at this time approached the tea table as she spoke, as if she wanted to get closer to the cook.
"I advise you not to do this." Behind the two women, another woman's voice suddenly emerged. A maid who was usually not very conspicuous walked up to the two of them and reached out to grab the maid who came to chat.
wrist.
The maid who had been smiling suddenly changed her expression. She nervously wanted to withdraw her arm, but found that the other person's hand was as strong as a steel pliers, and she could not break free at all.
Suddenly, she picked up the fork on the table with her other hand and stabbed the maid who was holding her arm from the other side.
But she found that the other party was not in a hurry at all, and calmly avoided her fork, and struck her wrist with the other hand, knocking the fork away from her hand and almost destroying her wrist.
The hand that was being grabbed lost all strength, and a paper bag containing poison in her hand fell to the ground. The smiling female killer who came to chat knew that the operation failed and she was going to die here today.
"Who are you!" the female killer, who was at the end of her rope, asked sharply.
The maid who stopped her from poisoning didn't say anything and grabbed her arm to keep her away from the cook. Then she spoke coldly and answered the killer's question: "The person who wants your life!"
"Hey!" The female killer tried to fight back again, swinging the arm that had just been hit on the wrist, enduring the sting and punching out.
She felt that if she could break free from the other party's grasp and cause some trouble, she might have a chance to escape.
Unfortunately, just when she was thinking about how to escape, the opponent grabbing her arm pulled out a dagger from somewhere and stabbed her directly in the ribs.
After a while, she
He no longer had the strength to resist, but the other party still did not relax his vigilance. Instead, he pulled out the knife and stabbed him several times in succession. Cleanly and without hesitation.
The female killer knelt on the ground. She didn't understand why she was exposed, nor why the other party didn't capture her alive and torture her about who sent her here...
Unfortunately, before she could think through all this, she lost her breath and knelt there to end her life. Things happened so fast that the cook even forgot to scream.
She stood there covering her mouth, not knowing what to do. She didn't understand why a colleague she knew turned out to be a killer, nor did she understand why another colleague she knew could kill the killer...
"Are you okay? I am a security personnel arranged by the Ministry of Internal Affairs in the prime minister's residence. Don't be afraid. You are safe now. She is dead." The maid who was still holding the dagger in her hand smiled, with a drop on her face.
Blood splattered on it.
In the room, Roger raised his head and saw the captain of the prime minister's bodyguard who came to him: "What's wrong? What happened?"
"A lurking killer of Cyric was caught." The captain of the guard replied: "It was caught by an undercover agent arranged by the Ministry of Internal Affairs."
"It doesn't matter, as long as she is caught. She notified me when she came in, so there is no need to make a fuss." Roger lowered his head and started to work again: "Can you still drink the tea?"
"I'll hurry." The captain of the guard looked much better after hearing Roger's explanation. He stood at attention and saluted, then turned around and walked out of the room.
