"Originally, I wanted to use the tomb to nourish the energy of future generations based on the fortune of the old country. As a result, the third uncle died (the little kid emperor who died early watching people take a bath was his uncle), and later the Xian Wang (from the Wang family) came to power.
Naturally, this tomb was deliberately concealed. I only heard about it from my grandfather," Sima Yiheng said.
Fuchen led the person out slowly.
Before going out, Sima Yiheng stared at the stone wall and said, "Will my life be engraved here?"
"Pull him down. I don't even have my true life story, so what's your share? Where did you come from?"
Sima Yiheng smiled, thinking about it.
"Hey, what do you want to do around me?" Fuchen was curious.
"Whatever you want to do, I want to do."
Fuchen was too lazy to say hello.
While leaving, I stopped by Prince Xian's Mansion for a sip of tea and saw Prince Xian, who was living in poverty, and his attendants in the front hall.
Fuchen pointed at the waiter in the front hall who was serving tea, but said nothing.
The man looked at Fuchen and Sima Yiheng next to him, smiled and said nothing.
King Xian: "The general is here to drink tea, but what is the Lord's decree?"
"No, I'm just asking for a drink of water when I'm thirsty. I see an acquaintance and chatter a few words."
"Have you seen me?" the man asked.
"No." Fuchen smiled, "But back then, His Majesty wanted to win the top two prizes and become a powerful official, but he was sent to the border areas and was filled with anger. And the Tanhualang of that year became the talk of the town."
"When I think of old things, I can't help but say a few words." Fuchen smiled.
The scene was awkward and silent.
After leaving, Sima Yiheng laughed at Fuchen, "Do you know who that person is? That is the heir trained by the Langya Wang family, Wang Xu, and Wang Xian are uncles and nephews."
Wow, is it so exciting?
"One of the members of the Langya Wang family was given up on training by the family, and the other was focused on training by the family."
"Then," Sima Yiheng pointed in the direction behind, "it became the current situation."
Fuchen was amazed. He didn't expect such a Buddha to be hidden on the outskirts of the city.
"When you talk about old things in person and make complaints about His Majesty, aren't you slapping them in the face and maliciously trying to undermine them?" Sima Yiheng said.
"Um?"
"With the beauty in hand, the empire is gone - this will be the eternal gap between them."
Fuchen looked at Sima Yiheng and wanted to say: You became a talkative person after you came out of the cemetery, did you know?
Look at handing over more information to show loyalty, without saying a word about the core part.
Country, country... Sima Yiheng definitely came here for the country.
I found a random inn in Ancheng to sleep in. After going to court, Fuchen stayed in the south study room on the pretext of "business", and asked Liu Shen with his hands on his hips, "Please tell me, it's been a year, why haven't you let me know what you are capable of?"
Is your concubine pregnant?”
"Cough cough cough." Liu Shen coughed.
"There's no point in pretending to cough. Tell me, are you not good?" Fuchen pressed.
Liu Shen covered his face and said, "It's okay to go out."
Fuchen was silent for a moment, then asked after deliberation, "Is it too ugly to affect your taste?"
"Get out!" Liu Shen shouted.
Fuchen glanced at Liu Shen's face, looked away, and confirmed his guess. "Well, try blowing out the candles next time..."
"Bang!" The cup was smashed over.
The dust leaves.
It's impossible to say.
A few days later, Fuchen and Liu Shen briefly explained what they were going to do next, and took Sima Yiheng back to the border. It took three months to occupy the land, and another half a year to guide the people to take root and settle there.
During the Chinese New Year, Fuchen returned to Ancheng to scold Liu Shen for being childless, and changed into a dragon robe and went to court to review Liu Shen's achievements in the past two years.
Fuchen personally asked in the court whether he had found a high-yield place and method in the North, but what he received was a shake of his head.
It's outrageous that the Northland has always been supported by the South.
But this can’t be rushed.
"I will lend you a man named Xiao Zhuge. Please ask him to help you with something. I think he can handle it," Fuchen said.
What is worth celebrating is that the gold mining industry and the implementation of the new law are doing well.
Although some people question the status of women, it is generally developing.
After going to court, Fuchen went to the warehouse to review the orders issued by Liu Shen in the past two years.
After reading it all night, I came across an interesting document.
It is a statistic by Prime Minister Zhang Quan (who has been promoted to Prime Minister, first rank).
The book shows that the year before the founding of Anguo, the death toll in the north and south was about one million.
Among them, 600,000 died from plague and typhoid fever.
The population died, about one hundred thousand.
Two hundred thousand people died of starvation.
Those killed by His Majesty: one hundred thousand.
More than half of the Northland has been damaged. It is recommended to encourage childbirth, reduce military fighting, and maintain health.
This statistics took a year and a half to complete and was only submitted in June this year.
Interesting.
No one will pay attention to these, but Zhang Quanhui.
This man is indeed a talent.
Plague and typhoid fever killed 600,000 people.
One hundred thousand people died.
Most of the people Liu Shen killed were the old, weak, sick and disabled, about 60,000 to 70,000 people.
You can simply change your thinking: If Liu Shen did not kill, and there was no plague and typhoid fever, how many people would die? Millions?
Will the disease that breaks out at that time destroy mankind into a biochemical crisis?
During that year, Liu Shen acted as a prairie wolf, managing the sheep. The plague typhoid was a bit like human self-succession, controlling human behavior in a way that was incapable of adapting to certain diseases and avoiding the risk of extinction.
Fuchen made a copy of this statistics and kept it well. This is history and must be treasured carefully.
It seems... we need to find a historian to record history.
On New Year's Eve, Fuchen still stayed in the palace to watch the New Year's Eve.
The two of them went about their business in silence, only lifting the wine flask and clinking glasses with each other when the fireworks were in full bloom in front of the palace gate.
"Today comes every year." Fuchen said.
"Every year has its present day." Liu Shen said.
After the wine was finished, the banquet broke up.
Fuchen walked out of the palace alone.
Outside the city gate, a man and a horse were waiting.
It looks very familiar.
Fuchen walked out of the shadow of the city gate and saw people, but there was no movement.
But the man smiled and said, "Want to take a walk?"
Sima Yiheng.
Fuchen silently mounted his horse, lay down on it, and sighed.
"But are you worried about Dongyu?" Sima Yiheng led the horse and walked slowly.
The clatter of horses sounded on the open road.
A gentle rhythm.
"Alas." Fuchen sighed, "We can't fix it for the time being."
Dongyu is not a country, but a region. In the past, it belonged to Wanguo in the north. It was adjacent to Anguo.
The northern part of Anguo does not face the sea, but a large area in the south faces the sea.
Fuchen wants to accommodate Dongyu and open up the north-south coastal routes to facilitate national management and economic exchanges.
In addition, Dongyu is a small place and I don’t know how to manage it, so the people’s lives are similar to those in the poor countryside of Anguo.
Fuchen is confident to conquer Dongyu, after all, it is a commercial site that is rich and powerful.
But... Fuchen sighed again when he thought of this, "Because the emperor has no heir. He is afraid that the country will be ruined by too much effort."
Without people, there will be no inheritance, and the long-term development of the country cannot be discussed.
"That's right. That's really a pity." Sima Yiheng said.
Fuchen sometimes wonders: Is that guy afraid of her taking the throne? After all, the main reason why she works hard outside is so that he can have children at home.
Fuchen covered his face. This matter is really difficult to manage. You can't just watch others do things.
"Have you ever thought about thinking differently?"
"you say."
Sima looked at the person without saying a word.
Fuchen blinked his eyes and waited.
Sima looked away, "What I mean is: adoption. Find children with potential and train them first. If there is a prince, these children will be the prince's team. If not, pick one to adopt."
"Is this a common method for your noble clan?" Fuchen asked softly.
Sima said nothing.
"I have thought about it, but it didn't work. Once the intention of raising a child is revealed, the prince will be able to give birth to a child or not. We are not fools. There is still no child in the harem. How can we not guess the meaning of this move?"
"At that time, everyone will only give birth to children, give birth to children, and kill other people's children. They will also concentrate on bombarding the children in the harem. If you are not careful, the strong and stable Chao Gang will collapse again."
Fuchen said leisurely.
"What about yourself?" Sima asked, "I mean, we can give birth."
"If you want to expand the country's territory, you shouldn't have trouble getting pregnant, so I never bother you."
"But now, you have to slow down and think about the royal heirs. Have you ever thought that we can cultivate them - it has nothing to do with the Sima family or background, just because of you and me."
"You are strong enough, and so am I. Our children will definitely be good."
Sima Yiheng recommended himself.
After Fuchen listened quietly, his eyebrows dropped in silhouette, then raised for a moment.
Eyes without light waves.
"Do you still remember what's written on the tomb?" she said lightly.
"Remember."
"I have no fertility." She lay on the horse and slowly uttered a few words.
"..." Sima Yiheng glanced at it, and that glance contained too much. Finally he looked away, "Really?"
"I have been weak since I was a child, and I have been nurtured to have this strength. But my foundation is too poor, and pregnancy could kill me." Fuchen said calmly.
Sima Yiheng smiled lightly, "Sorry."
"Disappointed?"
Sima shook his head, "I just feel it's unfair to you." He glanced behind him, "There should be your place there."
Behind, the palace gate towers.
During the half month of the New Year, Fuchen was idle and had nothing to do.
I took Sima Yiheng shopping every day.
The number of people in Ancheng has already exceeded 100,000, making it a big city.
Maybe it is close to the political center and responds very quickly to legal policies, so popular culture is also a bit quick.
For example: romance novels, and monster quotations.
It is said that romance novels were originally written by young people as a roundabout policy to stimulate consumption. They used poignant and sad stories to lure the world into loving the young people.
As a result, there were a lot more customers entering the waiter's tavern, but more importantly, there was a group of "especially enthusiastic" and "enthusiastic and excited" women vying to become the waiter's female friends!
For this reason, the boss behind the waiter wasted a lot of free fruits, and he was disgusted to death.
The boss behind this is a ghost.
Fuchen heard this and patted Mei on the shoulder, "You can do it too. Fujo culture has developed so quickly."
"..." I don't want to know, thank you.
"Hahahaha." Fuchen laughed loudly.
Sima Yiheng listened to people's laughter and read "Quotations of Monsters".
The author is "Xiao Zhuge", and the small characters next to it say: Royal friendly support.
The content inside is quite interesting. It is not just a simple bilingual translation of human language and monster language, but also the monster's thoughts on people and the world.
For example: "People always say that they are the spirits of all things, but in fact, they can break through the hundred-year limit in their entire life. But monsters are different. As long as you become a monster, it only takes a few hundred years. So, monsters are the spirits of all things."
"My lord is a big monster. But he likes to play humans. Although he looks ugly, the human he plays is really handsome."
The book is also mixed with deep admiration for a person named "Sir".
I don’t know who this adult is.
Sima Yiheng continued to open the page and saw these paragraphs:
"Human beings always have various rules and customs. Although they are troublesome, they are sometimes quite interesting. For example, an adult is often kicked out of bed by his wife and sleeps in a small cubicle behind the door, but he said it is human taste."
"I asked human beings what interest is, and they said it is a playful tone. With interest, some seemingly boring things become as sweet as honey, making the heart feel unbearable.
"This is different from monsters. Monsters are more direct."
"Perhaps this is the reason why humans only have a hundred years to live but say they have lived a lifetime, while monsters live for hundreds of years but only feel they have just existed in the world."
"..." He knew who the Lord was. Sima frowned. It's ridiculous that they haven't slept together for two years. Is it really a matter of love?
Then he thought again and laughed again.
It's really interesting.
People and the world are very interesting.
Lantern Festival, night market.
Fuchen took Sima Yiheng and squeezed into the crowd.
Sima Yiheng looked at the smile of the person in his hand, and with a thought in his mind, he leaned over and kissed his forehead.
The man was stunned. He touched his forehead and moved his eyes, as if asking: What are you doing?
Sima Yiheng smiled, put his own hand on hers, and led her forward.
You have a gorgeous and magnificent world.
And I want to see that world.
Therefore, I will protect you and help you travel the world!
Dongyu's matter soon took a turn for the better.
The Prime Minister came up with an idea: "There is no need to fight. We can provide military support to Dongyu and help it become an independent country. In contrast, Dongyu will not charge any materials for the materials transported by our country. They can provide food and accommodation, or
We can also develop transportation and make a fortune. It’s a win-win situation. We don’t need to waste all our efforts in fighting to preserve our country’s vitality.”
Fu Chen raised his voice and said, "That's it! Independent area, unique commercial development!"
Then he quickly discussed it with Liu Shen.
For diplomatic matters, a representative needs to be sent.
The Prime Minister is good at planning, but not good at drinking wine. He is good at debating, but cannot engage in Tai Chi with others.
Fuchen is good at making decisions, but he is not good at business and diplomacy.
Sima Yiheng is good at it, but he is not qualified and cannot represent Anguo.
The final task fell on Liu Shen.
Fuchen and Liu Shen exchanged identities.
In order to prevent Sima Yiheng from following and discovering the secrets of the two, Fuchen simply asked him to go west to explore the secret history of several countries in the west to see if there was any threat to Anguo.
Sima Yiheng didn't ask much. He just asked Fuchen's plan after that. Is he going to control the country to the west?
Fuchen smiled, "No. Once Dongyu is negotiated, we should be more prudent and go all out to develop trade between the north and the south. The prime minister's side also has some plans for cultivating grain seeds. It just needs to be cultivated and observed. So after that, we will move forward steadily and fully. But
Before that, we need to confirm whether there are potential enemies." Fuchen said.
"Really?" Sima Yiheng smiled, "Okay. Then I'll go observe them. If you finish your work over there, I should be able to finish it here too. Let's celebrate the New Year together."
