The three hundred and first two words swallowing net (seeking the month)
Chapter 301: Tun Jing (please give me monthly votes and recommendations)
Not only the two of them, Chu Xue also looked confused, and Zuo Shui was also very interested and sat up from the bed.
If rich people don't live in extravagance and spend a lot of money, how can those poor people survive? These words may sound absurd at first, but if you think about it carefully, they actually make some sense.
Ren Bo was only stunned for a moment, and then snorted coldly, with anger in his eyes: "Your Majesty, this is nonsense! The rich are extravagant to support the people. What a nonsense! In that kind of governance, there may be something else. It makes some sense. But when we are facing Yunlu to the east and the cities are fighting, it is the way to die! You must know that the resources and manpower in the world are always limited. If you use more here, you will lose less there. .We, Tianshan Mountain, are surrounded by strong enemies at this time. It is time for us to practice farming and warfare, advocating diligence, thrift, honesty and simplicity. All resources should be invested in the army! Just like your Majesty, divert the people's strength. The people of the country will all How many people are willing to serve in the army if they go to work for those wealthy businessmen?"
Obviously he was very angry, Ren Bo's beard was trembling slightly: "It's okay for your Majesty to be extravagant, why would you say such disturbing words? It can be seen that if these words are spread, it will definitely shake the foundation of the country? Domestic nobles Merchants, please follow suit. The simplicity left by our ancestors will definitely disappear!"
This time, it was Zong Shou's turn to be speechless. He was inexplicably choked by this series of questions. He thought that this old man actually had some real talent, and his excuse was exposed so quickly.
He only knew that in later generations, countries not only promoted the circulation of money, but also encouraged people to consume. He forgot about the special circumstances of this era.
These words are well-founded and very reasonable.
However, looking at Ren Bo's righteous and awe-inspiring appearance, Zong Shou felt uncomfortable for some reason and did not want to be refuted by the other party.
His eyes immediately narrowed slightly, and countless thoughts flashed through his mind, and he even activated the Dayi Luo Sky Underworld Technique to perform rapid deductions and calculations.
Chu Xue next to her breathed a sigh of relief. She thought that the Prime Minister was smart, so she just said, how could this extravagance and waste become reasonable? The prince is indeed talking nonsense and fooling people——
Just as he was thinking like this, Zong Shou suddenly heard another chuckle: "Prime Minister, don't be angry! Zong Shou has only one thing to say, and he wants to ask the Prime Minister. I wonder how much grain an acre of land produced among the people this and yesterday?" While talking, he picked up a bear paw and gnawed it, his mouth was full of oil.
Ren Bo raised his white eyebrows, wishing to overturn the case, so he could only force himself to answer patiently: "Last year, an acre of food was four stones, and this year it has not yet come to harvest. But according to my estimation, there should be four stones." About Shi Er Dou——"
When he said this, Ren Bo's eyes narrowed slightly, as if he had thought of something, showing a look of deep contemplation.
"Four stones, four stones and two buckets, that's about the same number. I still remember the year before last, when harvesting grain per acre, it was three stones and eight buckets, right? It's not just like this in Qiantian Mountain City, it's the same in other countries, right?"
Seeing that Ren Bo did not deny it, Zong Shou nodded: "Then with the Prime Minister's knowledge, he must know the reason why low grain prices hurt farmers."
"Of course! The more rice and grain there is, the supply exceeds demand, and grain prices will naturally go down,"
Ren Bo's expression already looked a little dignified and ashamed.
The grain output in Qiantian Mountain is gradually increasing. Why hasn't he noticed this phenomenon? Fortunately, he discovered it early, otherwise it would have caused a catastrophe.
Xuan Yunlan couldn't help but feel horrified when she thought about it carefully.
"If the grain produced cannot be sold, then the oil, salt, clothing, pottery and the like cannot be easily exchanged. And most of the farmers in the world have not learned martial arts and are unprepared. Most of them will have nowhere to make a living. Prime Minister, tell me, isn't it?
Is this the truth?"
The entire dormitory was silent for a moment. Zong Shou was secretly amused, and continued to ask: "Does the Prime Minister also know that the approximate number of spirit beasts in the fields outside the city in recent years? Is it decreasing year by year, or is it increasing?"
Ren Bo's face was ashen, but he couldn't help answering this sentence: "Ren Bo doesn't know the specific number. He only knows that since this year, there have been more than 4,300 incidents of beasts hurting people, which is three times the number in previous years."
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Zong Shou Yile knew that he had completely grasped the situation: "So, how much of what I am eating at this moment comes from fertile fields, and how much of it comes from wilderness areas? How much of the utensils used in this matter come from those places?
Spirit beast?"
Ren Bo took a quick look and saw that most of the food on the table was game, and the rest was produced in the sea of clouds.
Although the decoration here is luxurious, a lot of it is indeed taken from spirit beasts.
The same is true for the constant temperature array.
"Businessmen and dignitaries in the world have nowhere to use their money, so most of them can only seal it up and store it. But if those beast crystals and spiritual stones cannot be circulated outside, how can they force me to do justice to the people of heaven? How can they maintain the martial arts in my city?"
When he heard this, Ren Bo had already understood what Zong Shou meant, and he couldn't help but break out in a cold sweat and was speechless.
Zong Shou smiled coldly and asked again decisively: "If this is the case, then what is wrong with me?"
Ren Bo's expression changed all the time, but he remained fixed in the same place. He didn't speak for a long time, but when he spoke again, he leaned down deeply and said.
"I understand, Ren Bo! From now on, we should encourage hunters and reduce the number of farmers in order to eradicate the ferocious beasts in the wild. Your Majesty, you can see thousands of miles away and you can do it in one fell swoop. I was wrong. I was rude just now. Please forgive me!"
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After saying that, he bowed again and exited Zongshou's dormitory with a very desolate expression. For a moment, he forgot the purpose of his visit to Zongshou, and just left in despair.
Looking at Ren Bo's back, Zong Shou's initial feeling of pride suddenly disappeared completely. Deep in his heart, instead, he felt a little guilty.
This time, I did go a little too far. Now that I am several decades old, my temperament seems to have become much gentler. But my competitive temperament has not changed at all.
And thoughtfully, he murmured slightly: "This Ren Bo, if he meets a wise king, he will definitely become a wise prime minister——"
Originally, there was no other choice but to make do with it. Now it seems that this person does have the talent to govern the country.
His words were too low to be heard, but Chu Xue heard them clearly. He suddenly looked confused and said: "Of course Prime Minister Ren is a virtuous prime minister. Ever since the late emperor invited him back, the days when we work with the people of all the tribes in Tianshan City have been...
Life is much better. The young master must be a wise king. He never praises anyone when he is the prime minister. Even the late king was scolded by him. But since the young master succeeded to the throne, Xue'er has heard the prime minister praise you twice.
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Zong Shou laughed dumbly, thinking that he had nothing to do with any Mingjun, he was just bullying others by relying on his thousands of years of knowledge.
Xuan Yunlan also sighed and said: "Listening to your words is worth reading ten years of books. In the past, Yunlan only knew that it is always good for people to be simple. But she never thought that spending money can also improve people's livelihood.
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Just as Zong Shou was in a daze again, Ruoshui smiled and fell on the bed again with his delicate body: "I just saw you, your Majesty, and you blinked your eyes several times."
Xuan Yunlan was confused when she heard this, but Chu Xue suddenly realized it after a moment. She felt angry and the admiration in her eyes turned into contempt.
I know that Zong Shou has the habit of blinking whenever he lies.
In this way, when you invited people to decorate the palace and called for a banquet, your Majesty probably didn't think so much. It turned out that those words that made Ren Bo retreat in shame were still deceiving people.
What he said was righteousness and awe-inspiring, it was so shameless!
Zong Shou had long been as thick-skinned as a city wall. At this moment, he was not annoyed or blushing. Instead, he smiled slightly and didn't care.
After enjoying a sumptuous feast, Zong Shou took out dozens of talisman papers, together with the prepared spiritual ink, one by one from the Small Universe Bag. They were all produced by the Qiling Sect in the Qingyin Sect, and were exclusively for direct disciples.
A rare and top quality product.
However, these things were not gifts from Wei Xu, but were purchased by him himself.
His senior brother obviously knew that he was rich, so he refused to give any of these things. Zong Shou had no choice but to buy them from Zhao Yanran and Xuan Yunlan. The latter was okay, but the former was like a lion, asking for it from him.
A heavy blow. So there was another grudge between the two.
Because of this matter, Zong Shou also slandered Wei Xu for a whole day.
Su Rong was meditating, and Zong Shou suddenly waved his pen. On the talisman paper, he wrote the word "Tomb" and the word "Jing".
Recently, his martial arts cultivation has improved rapidly due to Wei Xu's help. On the contrary, his spiritual power and soul power have stagnated somewhat.
Even though I have practiced a tenth-level Holy Spirit-level meditation technique, I still can't change my mind.
If these two words are not understood, he will not be able to truly improve his cultivation.
Before Wei Xu left, he seemed to know what he meant. Among the spiritual law books left behind, in addition to a Da Yi Luo Sky Underworld Technique, and dozens of secret techniques from the Cangsheng Dao.
Most of the other words are related to the word "tun" and the word "jing".
However, there are very few spiritual masters in this world who choose to combine these two true talismans. Zong Shou also read some, but they were not of great help to him.
My recent enlightenment seems to have reached a dead end, and I haven't been able to find new solutions for a long time.
Fortunately, he now has a new choice.
He suddenly drew his sword and took the broken Jiulin Sword into his hand. After only a few moments of hesitation, Zong Shou already had a look of determination on his face.
"Xiao Jin, whether your master can advance this time depends on you!"
With just a thought, Zong Shou's left arm suddenly became filled with a silvery liquid with light gold threads flowing down.
In just a blink of an eye, the Jiulin Sword was completely wrapped up, turning the golden sword body into a silvery white color.
And the moment this silver film completely covered the sword, Xiao Jin started to devour it!
First, a special liquid is secreted to decompose the spiritual metal, and then it is directly absorbed into the body. Some metals that are useless to it are directly purified and eliminated.